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sitting in a little cubbyhole in the hallway

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That is what that science guy of mine said over breakfast this morning.  “Beauty is fractal.  No matter the scale at which we view a thing, it is beautiful.”  We weren’t specifically talking about flowers but we could have been.  There is more I’d like to write about that statement but why when someone else has written so … beautifully … about “the mystery of a flower.”  If you have five minutes and eleven seconds today, check out this video and hear the words of physicist Richard Feynman on Beauty. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cRmbwczTC6E&list=PL92F9FC91BBE2210D

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Thanks for the positive comments about the recent tulip pictures.  I did not expect to photograph them again today … it is quite rainy with little natural light coming through the window.  But then on a whim I picked up a flashlight and that experience has been rather fun.

Since this storm system will be around for a bit, we’ll see how this “flashlight series” progresses.

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A story inspired by a 5-year old in love with “Once upon a time a little girl …” 😉

Once upon a time a little girl picked a bouquet of flowers.  She put them in a vase of water and placed the vase next to a window.  Each flower upon its  sturdy stem was beautiful in the sunlight.  But then time passed and the flowers changed no matter how many times she added water.  One morning she brushed her hand across the dying blooms and a whole flower fell to the table.

It broke revealing all its many parts that had made a single whole.

The girl gently touched the fragile pieces.  While she admired their different shapes and colors and textures, she wanted her flower back as a single beautiful thing.

And so she picked up the stigma and stamen and petals and leaves and she tried to put the puzzle back together again.  It was, of course, an impossible task.  As she stood there at the window trying to decide if she should be very angry or very sad or just a little crabby, a ray of light touched a petal and the withering stems.   “It’s still beautiful,” the girl realized with a smile, “Just in a different way.”

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