Is it possible that the "dirt" is as much of what makes this a great picture as the flowers? I recall times many years ago when I often saw these type of flowers on the side of a hill or in a field alone with sagebrush. That raises another question as to whether it is the memories that make the dirt and the flower so interesting?
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Growing up I lived by a river. The backyard was just dirt and these flowers found places to spring up. Across the river was a small park with many flowers and they had a place there also. I recall them on our Grandparents farm near the fences and in a country cemetery. Most of those places found the flowers growing in dirt more or less, alone.
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A picture can bring much more than what is first seen.
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