I love flowers that pop up in unexpected places. These are actually growing here on purpose in one of our several flower gardens, but there is a patch of daffodils on my drive to and from work that catches my eye every day.
They're growing on the other side of a rusty farm fence, in a patch of land that has been left to its own devices. Surrounding this little swatch of daffodils are tall grasses laid over by winter, dead weeds, and various small trees. But out from the wild pops these pretty little yellow and white flowers that are thriving in their untamed existence.
The best part, I think, is that they're not just a pretty wildflower, which you would expect to see in an area such as this. Instead they're a "domesticated" flower, if you will, that was either planted and forgotten years ago, or accidentally migrated to their spot.
If you were feeling sentimental and contemplative, you could draw all kinds of metaphors for flowers growing amidst adversity... but I won't go there now.
Camera: Canon Rebel DSLR 1/60s, f/5.6 at ISO 200 in natural light at about 7:30 p.m.
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