There used to be a forest here. Long ago. When I was baby, they ripped up the trees and bushes. They probably used the wood as fuel. Then they covered the ground with a layer of sand and then they covered that with asphalt.
And yet it lives.
This small flower has made a crack in their road. It has thrust its yellow leaves on their black and grey world.
And it thrives.
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inmycorner
/ January 9, 2016Oh, my goodness. Mother Nature rises again. Great capture.
W. R. Woolf
/ January 10, 2016Thank you and thank you for reading 🙂