This is a simple petunia from the garden in upstate NY. What makes me stop to admire is the symbolism of the stages of life. One bud is birth, then the next is the peak of beauty and blossom. There is then the sunset days of the withered bloom that still holds. Finally, there is nothing left, but the stem with a promise of another life.
|Photo Location:||Oneida Lake , New York, United States of America|
|Copyright:||© Karen Teachout|