Nearly Wild

And almost gone for the season.  This photo of some Nearly Wild floribunda roses was taken back in June of this year.  There are still roses around but their time is running out as today is the first day of autumn in this hemisphere.  I will miss the roses but I know they will be back next spring.  In the meantime I look forward to the leaves changing color.

 

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Daisy

She gave her answer…

Monet Dreams in Monochrome

 

Solar Eclipse – Second Image

This photo shows more of the corona as the three shutter speeds merged here are 1/8, 1/15 and 1/60.  If you look closely, to the left of the sun is one little white dot.  I’m not sure if it was a planet, star, space shuttle or space alien but I do know that while observing the totality I did see something moving in the sky.  I wonder….

Inner Water Lily – Pollen and Petals

F/5.6 – ISO 100 – 1/2500 – 28mm – Sony a6500 – tight crop

 

Monet Moment

There are some things that after having photographed them time and time again I just don’t want to anymore; waterlilies are not one of them.  I look forward to them appearing every year at this one industrial park and even though I have been told by security to move my car once or twice, it doesn’t deter me.  Waterlilies make me want to sit and just be still with them – even though that never has happened as I am going back and forth with a camera – and remind me that one day I would love to see them in Giverny in Monet’s garden.

Maybe one day…

The answer is blowing in the wind

But only if the question was about quilts.  While walking along the river front in St. Charles, Missouri we came across a quilting club that had their wares on display around the train depot building.  I was naughty.  Even though there was a sign that said do not touch – I touched.  You can see by the plastic that is underneath the quilts that there was a slight breeze going through.  Quilts are beautiful things especially when handmade and handed down through generations.  Do you have any?  I don’t know if I gave away the one I had ever since I was a child; if I still have it it is safely packed away somewhere but I do know I still have one I bought at an antique shop that I painstakingly hand repaired the worn by time parts.

There’s just something about quilts that make me think of being safe and warm at home.