Play the angles.

Daisy day.

I’ve missed you.

Hello, spring!

Alternatives.

Despite rambling on during my last post about the joy of being outdoors, I didn’t feel like making pictures outside today because the air was cold enough to hurt my face. So I bought myself a flower instead. And my face feels great.

 

Morning glory.

 

Filamentary.

The grass is always greener.

My own garden is dull and crunchy… so tonight I’ll share a few pretty summer blooms from Stratford’s Arthur Meighen Garden, which, I suspect, is far less neglected than mine.

In bloom.

Emergence.

Water’s edge.