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Dandelion Dew

A sensitive plant in a garden grew,

And the young winds fed it with silver dew,

And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light,

and closed them beneath the kisses of night.

Percy Bysshe Shelley, "The Sensitive Plant," 1820

 

I can't believe I nearly stood on this dandelion clock before I noticed the dew!

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Taken on October 20, 2007