Hollyhock 2

I must admit that I have bad memories connected with those plants since childhood… no idea why, but somehow they are here, always close to me.

Too close sometimes.

But with time, even still not fully drawn to them I learn to appreciate the amazing beauty attached to them.

This possibility of growing and blooming for a long time.

Those big flowers, shaped like ballerina’s dresses, just ready to pick them up…

… and dance…

Dance dance dance…

And feed bumblebees…

Somehow they love them the most. Or because of their sizes it is much comfortable for them to gather stuff?

But when the sun is setting…

They change and with time close, fall down…

Show multiple seeds.

But for now…

They wait for ballerinas, fairies and anyone who misses dancing. Those light pieces of material which floats and adds something to step, to movement of hands, whole body or maybe… they dance, when you don’t look?

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