It was fun while it lasted
Happy Summer Solstice! This is is the aftermath of the daisies I photographed nine days ago. It is weirdly evocative, isn’t it? Being busy has unexpected advantages–subjects that hang around long enough to have a second chance at being commemorated as STILL subjects.
Spent roadside daisies
At 78 I feel like these daisies. Not quite dead yet, but heading in that direction. Your book is a joy, and I am going to consume it in the same way you created it; one day, one photo at a time. Because my eyesight is failing, I need to look long and hard at everything. Your book is perfect for that. And it would appear, so is this blog. Thank you for both.