Day 274/366

There is usually one area of a photograph that is better focused than the rest (most likely to be the centre).

The unusual structure of some of our native  flowers fascinates me.

This is a banksia brush in a floral arrangement that our Eldest Son and his Fiancée gave us as a 'thank you' during their recent stay with  us.

   Perhaps it's been coloured by the florist because it's a colour I haven't seen before in a banksia.

But then again, some banksias brushes are more favoured by florists than others because of their offbeat colour.

The wirey bits in the photograph remind me of the hairpins by Mum used in her hair during the sixties and seventies when she'd pin her long locks into a "bun".

I also had the odd occasion to have hairpins stuck into my hair, usually when I was bridesmaid to one of my cousins or aunts.

My sister, my cousins and I would spend hours at the hairdressers getting our hairdos done.

So much hair spray or lacquer was used to hold up our hair that I doubt the hair pins did much at all!

And here is the original photograph before it was cropped.