The beauty of the inconspicuous wildflowers, past which we often pass by without noticing, is unique. They are in their beauty and tenderness, some kind of innocence or something, they will not yield to the garden beauties, whom you need to take care of, water-loosen, weed ...
The field flowers are open to all winds, rains and the scorching sun, they are so fragile-looking, but so strong and resistant ... Bright inflorescences of the field delphinium cannot leave me indifferent ...
Here the hogweed stretches its open white umbrella upwards, towards the sun ... This plant can stand up for itself, but its photo is not poisonous.)
And that flower, which has already faded, is also beautiful in its own way, distributing its fluffs to the wind, it will fly over the river, conquer the neighboring meadows and fields