Flowers worry me. As soon as they appear, I fear that they will soon be gone (they will!).
I have issues with impermanence (especially the spring/summer/youth/childhood variety).
I need to learn to appreciate the moment (whatever it holds).
I'll be taking a "master naturalist" class over the next year, starting in a couple of weeks, and I decided to get a jump on collecting a few specimens of these tiny woodland flowers that will be gone all too soon. I grew up with a very strong "take nothing but pictures, leave nothing but footprints" ethic, so it was hard for me to dig wildflowers up by their roots! I made sure to take them from a place where they're plentiful, so that there will continue to be flowers in that spot next June.