|photo by ana traina ~ 2011|
Everywhere I seem to go in New York City I am haunted by these strange, unusual and no-name poesies. I have spied in them in Korean delis and flower shops all about town. Now, through my research the only thing that I am quite sure of is this... they are not Milkweed as they are completely hollow inside, just like a balloon. So, what is this all adding up to, you may ask? Well, I need your help! So here is my proposal, this little contest, guess the poesy! The first person to guess it right will not only get mucho thanks, but will also win a Shadow Thought inspired just by them!!
Happy Flower Sleuthing!!
Scribbled by a very perplexed gnomette, who now loves unicorns and therefore went out and bought herself a purple unicorn tee-shirt!
With much muchiness and thanks,