Blood on the queen's lace

I discovered this freaky Queen Anne's lace blossom growing beside a very-little-traveled road. It's the sort of thing that would be used in augury, a prophecy that can't bode well. As stillnotbored remarked, little-traveled roads are great places to dispose of inconvenient bodies. The blossom is proclaiming that the truth will out?



And here are my favorites, the foxtail grasses, golden macro-paramecia, playing in the sun.



ETA: Nope, not for real--see next entry. If only the spray painter knew how well their prank succeeded!