Tiny flowers, especially ones growing all on their own, don’t get nearly as much credit as they deserve. Everyone talks about big flowers like roses and daffodils and lilies, but hardly anyone talks about daisies and… See, I don’t even know the names of other tiny flowers.
Someone should do something about that, so today I’m devoting a whole post to tiny flowers.
I walked outside with my camera to see what tiny flowers I could find. Once you start looking for them it’s amazing how many you see. They grow in the cracks in the pavement, in a fields full of hard stalks of grass, and in wasteland that used to be something and now isn’t.
Here are a few of my favourites.
This intrepid little guy shouldn’t be growing in the crack at the bottom of the step, but he is and I can’t bear to pull him out.
These guys are even smaller and disappear almost entirely into the grass, but look closely and they’re there.
This one’s waiting for friends.
These are weeds and they get everywhere, but when there are only two they’re so pretty.
This guy’s my excuse for not mowing the lawn.
I don’t know if this is actually a daisy, but he looks like one to me, and he’s sure chosen a rough neighbourhood to live in.
And finally, because seven is the best number, some natives. I think these are some kind of tea tree.
I’m glad I took the chance to wander around and look for things I don’t usually see.
I know this isn’t really an ode. If you’re more of a poet than me and want to add a real ode in the comments I know you’d make tiny flowers everywhere very happy. If not, do you agree tiny flowers are underrated? What are the most intrepid flowers you’ve met? What else is everywhere that most people don’t usually notice?
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