Posing in the Sun

She likes to go by the moniker Petal; it's her stage name. She's a diva, you see, and she knows exactly how to pose for a photo. Often she'd sit on a flower and enjoy her audience, but today is different. Today, she's somber and gloomy and unwilling to look good for the camera. "What's wrong?" I ask, to which she promptly waves goodbye and leaps off into the sunset. I sigh and turn off my camera. Divas. She'll be back tomorrow.