I never wanted to be like others when I was in high school back in the 60's. I wanted to be myself and not do or be like everyone else.
So, I became sort of like a rebel. Because I did it became easy to stand apart from everyone else. Just like this flower. Except I do not believe that anyone back then would have called me a flower.. 😉
My wife cannot work in our Rock Garden anymore for physical reasons, but she does work with potted plants, and then she has me place them them where she would like them.
Never gave it much thought before, at least not until I was faced with this view. I sure am glad that there is a windshield out there giving us some protection..