The Fickle Gazania
When the sun comes out, so do the gazanias I planted on the balcony. Like some sort of spoiled supermodel, this flower only puts on its pretty clothes when confronted by bright lights. In the dark and wet, it curls up into its housecoat and sleeps in all day.
Previously: Draw Thyself
Subsequently: The Sunset From My Balcony
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Great Shot!
— Beerzie Yoink | Jun. 8, 2004 — 1 PM