I was stopped in my tracks when I came across this urban sunflower patch in Portland.

I was also captivated by the blooms that were just beginning to open.
The beauty of imperfection at its finest.
"I do believe in an everyday sort of magic...the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we're alone." Charles de Lint

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