Queen Annes Lace seedhead

My head today was a bit like this seed head- packed tight and ready to explode.At the historical research room today I seemed to spend the day looking for things that were never where they should have been. So my head got tighter and tighter.
Rather than carry the camera on my walk this morning I brought the seed head home. Then to find a back ground. Nothing looked natural. However I finally settled on poking it in the slats of a chair so it sat up and the brown background was like the dry grass.
By the end I was much more relaxed so blip is therapeutic as well.