There is so much beauty in each flower, often overlooking the wonder of each fecund bud, swelling with promise; bursting open in fragrant beauty. Patiently waiting as spring blossoms fall, ripening to deep red fruit. Nature performs small miracles as the seasons mark the hours, in the moments of the flowers…

How often we walk by unaware seeing only the mundane and not the marvellous but maybe it is in solitude that we allow our eyes to be opened and attune our hearts to the marvels that surround us.

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Still messing with Macro  (not always successfully) three things defeat me

  • the breeze
  • trying to work sans tripod
  • the  after effects of middle ear infection!

but then I don’t claim to be a photographer 😀

Whatever you do today – enjoy

 

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