In the quiet glow of sunset, these pasqueflowers bow gently to the fading light, their soft silhouettes outlined against a distant burning horizon.
The low angle and shallow depth of field transform the scene into a quiet meditation on fragility and renewal, where the last warmth of the day meets the cool breath of night.
This image is not about a single flower, but about the fleeting moment — when day dissolves into evening and nature whispers instead of speaks.