under watchful eyes

Called back to base, the camouflaged fliers return to the mother ship


From the ground up, another of those flowers who face the ground, these come from dangling red balls that look like plastic berries, somewhat surreal.


How does nature know how to fade so perfectly from yellow to red all along the edge.


Gathered like merry pranksters who follow the insane wherever they go appear to make it clear you are always under watchful eyes.


Another pair of watchful eyes.


the dual

coming or going
cycle continues, as life
related by two