The Foxglove

There are thousands of foxgloves growing wild all over the hills around me - all clustered together for strength in numbers. This one foxglove, brighter than all the rest but standing all alone on the side of a hill surrounded by all the green around her - called out to me saying, "Look at me, I am Foxglove!" I don't know how long she will survive all by herself but she will be forever captured here. It was the least I could do.