Where did you come from, little flower?
One of my favorite things to do is walk around our cabin on Cub Lake admiring the flowers. My husband, Shon, has NO interest in them whatsoever. I don’t think he even sees them, so it is one of those activities I do on my own. I take my camera with me and shoot picture after picture of the beautiful blooms, hoping to snag that perfect shot. I dream of the day when I have a greater variety of beautiful Alaska flowers. Right now I am rich in daisies with just a few other perennials.
A few days ago, I came across this little flower in the midst of my daisies.
What the HECK? Where did it come from? What is it?
It looked so out of place. It was the wrong color. The center was too big. The petals drooped down instead of curving upward.
And yet it was beautiful and demanded my attention because it was unique.
Do you feel out of place at times? I sure do! I hope I can remember this little flower the next time I don’t feel like I fit in.

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