The Singing Blossom
Good friends invited me to see their garden, but they suggested I bring my camera. They had created a space that would support bees and butterflies....and photographers. I was drawn to the marigolds, as my father always planted them along our walkway to our house. When I returned home and saw the photograph, I realized it was a singing blossom. Flowers, music and memories of my dad. I love it!
The Singing Blossom
Good friends invited me to see their garden, but they suggested I bring my camera. They had created a space that would support bees and butterflies....and photographers. I was drawn to the marigolds, as my father always planted them along our walkway to our house. When I returned home and saw the photograph, I realized it was a singing blossom. Flowers, music and memories of my dad. I love it!