Kay Wade
Flowers
Standing tall over a pair of thick and mottled leaves (if you call three inches “tall”), a wild trout lily flower bends toward ground like a hanging lantern, yellow petals curved back, long maroon stamens reaching down in search of a trout lily bee. A few feet away, bloodroot shines stark white flowers skyward, appearing more nutritious and delicious than it will ever prove to be, and a few feet further, a panicle of yellowroot flowers arch daintily like a galaxy of tiny shooting stars. Flowers are calling their insect partners to join them in this annual dance, and life goes on. ~K