I sometimes find myself wandering in the landscape of inner spaces.
The sights are just as intriguing as adventures in faraway places.
When does a cluster of flowers become one? Where does a disc end and a ray begin?
When does randomness become a pattern, a shape, a form, a meaning, a reason for being?
The riddles of the universe are often repeated in the mysteries of smaller things.
(In many plants of the Asteraceae family, what appears to be a single flower is actually a cluster of much smaller flowers. The overall appearance of the cluster, as a single flower, functions in attracting pollinators in the same way as the structure of an individual flower in some other plant families.
A disc flower is a radially symmetric individual flower in the head, which is ringed by ray flowers when both are present.