Become an artist of the provocative gesture

Field

Centaurea jacea

Bee

Drooping

Hordeum vulgare

Buds

Pond

I went riding the bicycle with my daughters, stopping once in a while to look at the scenery. A fine day to be outside, + 18 °C and sunny.

I found an interesting article about reclaiming the streets. The text was written in Finnish, but the photographs were the thing I was looking at, no need to understand Finnish there. Is it possible to change the world by changing the signs?

(Posting title is from the poem Prodigal by Bob Hicok.)