Hidden Beauties

I say they’re hidden because you wouldn’t probably notice them.

They’re also probably weeds but because I don’t have a green thumb I don’t care about that. I just want to photograph.

Growing from the bricks. Reminds me a bit of 2Pac’s poem The Rose That Grew From Concrete. In his case, he’s talking about someone coming from unfavourable circumstances (like very poor neighbourhood) and making it big.

Similar to my other post, Forget-me-nots.

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