In Color

Summary

A single yellow flower stands out defiantly in a vast green landscape, symbolizing resilience and non-conformity.

Abstract

In a vast expanse of green along a roadside, a solitary yellow flower captures the attention of a passerby, who admires its bravery amidst the uniformity of its surroundings. The author, who confesses a lack of botanical knowledge, is moved by the flower's audacity to be different, likening it to an 'illegal immigrant' with 'chutzpah'. Despite the overwhelming presence of green, this flower's vibrant yellow hue and indomitable spirit strike a chord, leading the author to draw parallels to themes of individuality and courage. The piece concludes with a whimsical notion that even the cows, through their subtle gestures, acknowledge the flower's unique presence.

Opinions

The author expresses admiration for the yellow flower's boldness in standing out from the surrounding greenery.
The flower is personified with human traits such as insouciance, defiance, and self-assuredness.
The author identifies with the flower's non-conformity, suggesting a personal value for individuality.
The use of the term 'illegal immigrant' for the flower implies a metaphorical commentary on societal issues.
The cows' imagined applause adds a touch of humor and anthropomorphism, emphasizing the flower's impact on its environment.
The author's confession of botanical ignorance contrasts with the deep connection felt towards the flower, highlighting the universal accessibility of nature's beauty and significance.

Nature’s Non-Conformists

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In a sea of green: a smidgeon of yellow Illegal immigrant

I don’t know what to call it so I call it a yellow spring flower; for I have a hard time telling a rose from a tulip from a hyacinth from an orchid and so on.

Undaunted would be another name for this little guy. Insouciant yet another. The list can go on, but one thing about this yellow flower, he’s got guts.

The field by the side of the road stretches for, well, not miles, but far enough to give that impression. And it is green, green, green as far as the eye can see. Yes, a sea of green, as the for-once-apt cliché goes.

Facing it from the road, there’s green ahead, green to the left, green to the right.

Standing in it, there would be green ahead, green to the left, green behind, green to the right.

All green, except for this one little couldn’t-care-less illegal immigrant, this one yellow flower that inexorably catches the eye much like a match lit in darkness will catch the eye from as far as a mile away (they say).

Chutzpah, would be another word.

Yes, this little guy just could not care less: I’m a flower, I am not grass. I am yellow, I am not green. And I don’t care whether you agree or like it or not that I should be here; I AM here. Live with it.

I could not help but applaud him.

I think a couple of the cows applauded too, in their slow bovine way, while flicking their tufted tails about — even though there were no flies or mosquitoes this time of year.

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