Water lilly
I understand Monet so much better now, having seen even this rather pitiful-looking water lilly. It was floating in a murky goldfish pond at the greenhouse near the park we visited today. You can see the pennies littering the bottom. This flower captivated me, despite its "aged" appearance. Was it the ray of sunlight? Was it the contrast of the white against the filth? Was it the flower's quiet dignity in this tucked-away corner?
I am going to leave my thoughts right there. I have had a beautiful, sun-filled, love-filled day, and while I see all kinds of places my thoughts can go, I am just going to let them rest on the mysterious beauty of this flower. If you want to share any thoughts, you are welcome to.
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