This softly focused flower photo seems to capture the spirit of this flower for me. Soft and beguiling. The balloonflower, named after a balloon because the unopened flower looks like a tiny inflated balloon.
I wrote a poem, kinda clutzy, last summer about this flower.
Flower Balloon
garden plants, tightly closed bud,
blues burst forth, flower as the balloon pops open
hardy
long-lived
dependable
bursting balloons make children cry
and adults scrambling to dry flowing tears
not so in the garden
this flower makes me happy
reminding me of you
hardy
long-lived
dependable
love, too, bursts forth in all its glory.
You capture such detail of the flower in this shot. It’s great.
Your poem strikes a chord. Very interestng, very personal perhaps?
That’s a beauty and an excellent photo too. There is a similarity to the Harebells that we have around here.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen a balloonflower. They’re gorgeous, as is your capture of them.
I like your poem, too. 🙂
Hey, gandalf. All poetry is personal to the poet, whether it is or isn’t. 🙂
montucky – we have harebells too. this balloonflower has blossoms about twice the size of the harebells, so it does make a really awesome show.
Robin – I’ll try to get a shot of the balloon of the flower. If you’ve never seen this flower, the closed balloonflower is pretty cool to see. Like a tiny hot air balloon in a way – all puffy.