They’re open. The flowers opened this morning. Late yesterday they finished moving into position: both flower buds horizontal to the ground. And today? This:

In honor of Georgia O’Keefe’s closeups of flowers, paintings I have long admired, these:

A number of years ago I was wandering around San Francisco with my dear friend Rebecca, when we ran across a gallery that had a number of original O’Keeffe flowers on display. I had no idea how huge most of the canvases are. They’re… ginormous! The smaller ones on display that day were a mere four or five feet high, while the large ones were a good eight, ten, twelve feet high, by a similar width. It was incredible. She painted the inside of tiny flowers at dimensions almost impossible to imagine. It was like being a tiny bug and being next to or walking inside these glorious flowers. Breathtaking.