lakeside seating

Give us 84 degrees in the City of Lakes and we will hit the beach. It was a beautiful May day for playing hooky, lunching at Sandcastle, and watching the waves with my favorite beach bum, even if we didn’t get our toes wet.

blog052915_nokomis-beach146/365: nokomis beach, may

on the rocks

If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water. (Loren Eiseley)

I couldn’t agree more.

blog052815_rocks&water145/365: rocks & water

after the rain

Few things are more delicate, fresh, and lovely than raindrops on petals (roses or otherwise). There’s also a depth to the light that emerges after a storm – a softness and subtlety that brings out the richness of colors more than sunshine ever could.

blog052715_iris144/365: iris

repetition & variation

My eye is drawn to pattern. But it is the flaw or abnormality that makes it truly interesting. In theory, tire tracks in the sand should be ordered, regular; I like how the tracks don’t hold. The relative strength or weakness of the impressions. The mild disturbances. The parts that are missing. There is so much to see (even when there is nothing to see).

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142/365: sand tracks

all smiles

I was kind of a lazy photographer on this trip to the cabin. Saturday was so gorgeous, so uncharacteristically warm & sunny for mid-May in northern Minnesota, I just soaked it up and sat near the water as much as possible.

These shots were taken near dusk when our 8-month-old puppy, Rocco, decided to take a seat next to Brad and join us at the picnic table after dinner. He not only got away with it, he seemed to fit right in.

blog052415_rocco & brad141/365: brad & rocco at the lake

blooming chives

I usually don’t let my chives flower like this. Now I wonder why not? As much as I love fresh herbs, it’s possible I enjoy looking at the chives as much as I enjoy eating them.

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143/365: chives in bloom

show stopper

I’m catching up after a few days at the lake over Memorial Day.

Last Friday I had the opportunity to hang out with some native orchids – part of a year long garden photography project I’m working on.

This particular bloom was meandering away from her own clump to congregate with a lush spray of ferns. I couldn’t blame her.

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140/365: yellow lady’s slipper with ferns

keepin’ it real

‘It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.’

– Laura Ingalls Wilder

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139/365: wild geraniums

bravo

Luminous & cheerful in the sunlight, the white woodland blooms of the anemone become a graceful cascade of undulating stems and delicate petals at dusk. It’s as if they are giving their final curtsy after the radiant performance of the day.

blog052115_anemones138/365: anemones at dusk

suddenly last summer

We have these crazy clematis that turn into hairy Seussian tufts when the blooms are spent. There are plenty left over from last summer. As usual, the late afternoon sun worked its magic. Seriously – everything is beautiful in the golden hour.

blog052015_clematis-seeds137/365: last year’s clematis

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