These rough looking flowers are growing downhill from my apartment. (Note: as of today, June 23, these flowers are gone. I think this post is more relevant to me now.)
They're prickly and jagged and don't look very appealing. But their colors are beautiful. From one bush sprout these tiny purple, white, pink, yellow and orange flowers. One right next to the other, scratching at each other's branches.
I don't think anyone in the neighborhood really likes them, the people walking their dogs never really pay any attention to them. Yet they always point at the pink and white Angels Trumpets that peek out from a few of the homes.
It's a bit comical to me, actually, that Angels Trumpets receive the coos, when their flowers are, in fact, very harmful.
Well if you hadn't known it yet, now you do. Angels Trumpets are a highly toxic flower that causes hallucinations.
Oh, but everyone loves to look at them.
The other prickly little things just down the street from them, though, are completely harmless. The bees flood to them to extract their nectar and they stretch out their petals like little spikes when the sun comes up.
I think I'm a bit like the scruffy little flower... and I really don't mind.