A simple trio of lilies shot on a warm summer day in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. It seems that I like to shoot these flowers on my birthday.
I waited a bit too long to shoot this red tulip blossom. It sat on my desk and slowly dried out. And I have to say, I’m quite pleased about that.
Only a few millimeters across, this is a tiny curl from the shoot of a pea pod. I love how something so small can be so truly wonderful and graceful.
“Expect nothing. Live frugally on surprise.”
“It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.”
Now that October is upon us, the leaves have started changing colors.
“People are so busy dreaming the American Dream, fantasizing about what they could be or have a right to be, that they’re all asleep at the switch.”
Outside of the water droplets on the edge of this lily, it was the contrast of the orange against green that first caught my eye.
Always vigilant, a tiny solitary Seuss-like tree stands alone in a vast never-ending grey.