Where all my pretty flowers once were, now I have these. They aren’t pretty like the flowers were, but they are full of interesting textures and shapes. I once had a college art class that used a much larger version of something like this as a prop for a drawing assignment that focused on shading in ink. At the time, I wasn’t thrilled with the subject, but I LOVED the finished piece. One of my early lessons in paying attention to the little things and seeing beauty in unusual places.