Thoughts on Beauty.

"The real and proper question is why is it beautiful?" 

Annie Dillard

I was cleaning up remnants of Husband's 30th Birthday, when I saw these mason-jarred daisies.  I grabbed them by their stems, headed for the dirt, and stopped, with arms out, hovering over the edge of the deck.  

I studied the yellow centers, and followed the shriveled strands of what were once full, white petals with my eyes.    I observed the leaves which had long since succumbed to their scorched stems.  I looked them over and over, unable to piece in my mind why these weeds--invasive inhabitants of a yard growing wild, had taken my attention.  

Then, I realized, it was simple.

Parched and lifeless were they, yet, beautiful in the same.

I'm linking in to oh so lovely's photo challenge--day 14: flowers.