| I know, I know, I'm going to get my license to shoot revoked if I keep snapping flowers. It's just that time of year when everything is screaming, "Shoot me! Shoot me!" And every time I snap I hear the photo police in my head saying, "Step away from the flowers..." This one has some sentimental value - this is the last tree my dad, an avid yard guy, planted. It was just a tiny, spindly twig when he gave it a home in the front yard. The following spring it was still standing and growing. The last photo he took before he died was of his latest "tree rescue," the pear tree in the front yard. It's growing and flourishing, it gets prettier every day and blossoms magnificently. |
No comments:
Post a Comment