One blue flower

We drove to a cross country meet early early Saturday. The race was around a field on an old farm. There was one blue flower in the broom straw.

I gave myself the month of September off. I told myself that I would only blip if I had something interesting but I wouldn't stress because September was just too full. But that becomes a trap of "no picture good enough". So I have decided to go again, everyday, regardless of the quality. Because truly, there is no picture good enough if you don't try.