A photo a day keeps the Doctor in play.
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.
The above wildflower or maybe invasive weed grows in the shade of the trees along the trail at the Falls of the Ohio, on the Clarksville, Indiana side of the river. Can any of you pilgrims and seekers tell me the name of it?
Bonus photo: Tiny buzzards.