Photo taken on the ascent to the summit of Bosruck, a mountain in Upper Austria.
I meant if I remove the color, the tenderness and softness of this flower is more visible.
No special flower I have in the picture. But for me, every mountain flower swaying in the wind is a miracle... Up here - between hard, cold rocks, exposed to the harsh weather - it thrives, it blossoms and will entrust its seeds to the wind... this delicate flower... What a pretty creature. So glad you're here.
tiny silver bells, beautiful photo, beautiful words, really like how some of the blossoms are almost transparent, like a breath of wind could go right through. you explained it perfectly.
So soft and delicate and proof that every flower is special when looked at in the right way. And even more so for bravely appearing amidst the harsh conditions.
Many thanks for your nice comments!
Thank you, Erika and Helen Jane, for your kind comments!