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While on Thanksgiving break, my wife and I spotted this flower and took many photos of it, passing the camera back and forth. I don't know who took what. We were at a bright happy moment that was like being the eye of a hurricane. In piece there are three flower photos overlapped from different angles. That is how we felt, that close, overlapped, no boundaries, with optimism flowing through us effortlessly. We had just been through hell moving out of the Mission District and we had hell ahead of us adjusting to physiological chemical changes and a new home.