*fluffy seeds in the wind

Softness and harshness

are so close to each other in nature.

I often think about that.

Like with this thistle: 

So full of thorns,

but when it starts to develop seeds

it turns into this incredible soft ball

which is so nice to touch,

like a fluffy bunny tail.

On that day I took out the bike for the first time after months, the sunflowers were already withered and the old farmer that I met on my way showed me his wonderment that I wanted to take pictures of them when they were not "pretty" anymore. I had a hard time explaining him that I like this advanced stage of sunflowers and he also thought that I'm going to build up a tent when I got my tripod out of the bag which was really funny. I can see how the tripod has similarities to the rods of a tent though.

☙