Most people see this bud as representing the possibility of the bloom to come. It has a more personal meaning when I look at it – because I was there and I remember what I was thinking.
Patience isn’t one of my virtues, and this character flaw is a problem for my photography. I knew this bud had possibilities, and I knew that it wouldn’t take long for it to unfurl. All I had to do was wait. All I had to do was sit and enjoy the morning, lose myself in the gentle reflection on the water’s surface, study the plants in this unfamiliar environment, enjoy the breeze and the sun. Oh the possibilities that were lost, all because I lack patience. I chose instead to snapped this photo, of this bud that is so full of possibility. I never saw the flower within, because I didn’t slow down and wait.
Ailsa did a great job of portraying possibilities. There are also lots of folks who took up her challenge, and you can find their links in the comments. I’m a little late on this one so I guess I’m also guilty of procrastination. Please don’t use that word in the future, Ailsa. How about paths or fences?