Wednesday, April 14, 2010

delicate slippers

Blossoms of a pear tree, the fruiting kind, not the Callery Pears that are abundant street trees in New York. On the younger flowers some anthers are pink and full; from what I gather this pink sheath that encloses the anther eventually curls back to expose the pollen. This tiny dance of the veil is very easy to miss.

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