Just unfurling today, such a pretty face.
These Glories are my miracle for today.
Feeling a little discombobulated: thinking(stop that) that I should branch out and photograph something more ... more something. I mean, this must be getting old hat, or boring, or less exciting, than, than what? If this apple tree could talk, would she say that it's boring standing in the orchard, day after day, week after week after year after year? "Damn worms, you're back this year? Didn't get your belly full last August?"
A Sunflower a Day keeps the insanity at bay.
If all goes well.
Which it does.