Nostalgia for the summer ...

"All adults were children at first, only few of them remember this" ...

How many can remember, since early childhood, I have always been attracted to flowers. In many photographs where I am a child, in the hands of some flower, a twig.
And so far, I can not calmly pass by, so as not to stop, not to consider and not to photograph.
Lush white inflorescences of yarrow called "pap", probably by association with Hercules, cooked with milk)

Beetle with a bright color decided to eat a little)

The sky is already beginning to brighten in autumn, but the surrounding colors, although diluted with a little yellow, are still bright. If you pull the spike, the stalk will come out of the lower sinuses easily, and the core will be sweet) For some reason I wanted to do it ...

There are so many interesting details around that create a bright, colorful background in the summer ...
In the air warmed by the sun, the spicy aromas of honey-bearing flowers are mixed, and the humming of industrious bees is heard ... My parents have my first herbarium somewhere, collected on a summer task, after the first class ...

Here is a bloom of some unknown to me bush, in which either the flower, or the fruit is covered with fluffy-prickly hairs, the bees also do not overlook it.

But the representative of the clan of immortals: they are also called immortals, i.e. the undying! These dried flowers can stand in a vase for a long time, until they become dusty.

There is no wind, all the fluffs are in place) And again the association is from childhood: maybe someone remembers, if a seed flew by an umbrella and landed on you, or they were caught, then they said: "You have a package!" , without a seed, then - a letter!)
What is called, inspired)