Another example from the order of dried things from the windowsill, this one a good year or so older than the wheat ear.
These curious purplish flowerheads have retained much of their original shape and vibrancy. I don't know what they're called, but I find them quite impressive because of this simple ability. I wonder if they'll still be standing on the windowsill in a couple more years' time.
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