I’ve photographed a number of double blooms this year. For example, Four Different Directions, A Bug’s World, Five or Six Flower Names, And the Memory. One flower is interesting, but two flowers tell a story that I haven’t quite figured out. Of course there are thousands of such blooms. Here is an ordinary hedge with two extraordinary flowers — lavender with orange centers. The hedge itself is of no interest. If we could only hear what they have to say. Are they competing or are they working together? Are they happier this way, or do they feel constrained? If I had even the slightest idea what the answer is I might not be so drawn to them.