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Five white petals ring a yolk of gold pollen, the whole bloom no wider than a coin, riding on a stem that bends without breaking. Smells faintly of dry grass and the inside of an old jar.
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Open fields produce them by the handful every summer, which is why children learn early that pulling daisies is never seriously scolded. Hedge-witches bundle the petals to dry for the small rituals that do not warrant the expensive flowers, and pressmakers use the heads to calibrate the lighter shades of yellow ink. The saying that a daisy means neither yes nor no is usually repeated by people who already know the answer.