On close inspection, things in nature bear some family resemblance. Like long-lost relatives, the subjects appear both familiar and strange. Their forms lend a chill where one expects all the downy warmth of a feather.
13/365: ice feathers
Macro
head trip
I’m taking a tropical vacation later this week. The smell of freshly juiced pineapple is sure to transport me to a tropical island in my mind. I can almost hear the ocean waves…
5/365: pineapple
09.28.13 tropic of the 45th parallel
There are some flowers that seem too exotic to grow here in the midwest. Dahlias are on that list. True, they would never survive a winter here. That they grow here at all – gracing our northern eyes with rainforest levels of resplendence -seems remarkable. I gape at them like a true provincial in the face of such strange and wonderful beauty. Golly gee, but that’s a pretty flower.
271/365: purple & white dahlia
09.23.13 seeds of tomorrow
Seeds represent such a poignant moment in the continuum between life and death. The plant, investing the last of its energy in this latent progeny, releasing all of tomorrow’s hopes to the care of the wind.
266/365: thistle seeds
09.03.13 favorite things
One of those irresistible subject combinations – leaves and water. I always feel blessed to have my camera in hand and to be paying attention to what’s underfoot when something like this comes along.
246/365: raindrops on poplar leaf
09.02.13 some spider!
As you might have guessed, I’ve never been afraid of spiders. I credit kind-hearted Charlotte with my affection for these fascinating creatures. The funnel web spider is particularly cool, building large nets across the ground that include a little tunnel – like a hunting blind – where the spider can hide in wait. (This one just emerged on top of the web for a look around.) In the morning dew, the webs are not only easy to find, but totally spectacular creations.
245/265: funnel web spider
08.22.13 what’s old is new
This is not a new photo. I recently combed through the vast libraries of my past 365 project and discovered many photos that were lost in the shuffle. Choosing one photo each day means that many photos are forgotten in folders.
It’s cool to revisit photos I took years ago because I may see them, or edit them differently with the eye I have today. This makes them feel new to me. So, on days when I don’t get around to creating a new photo, I may dust off an old one I’ve just (re)discovered. 
234/365: alliums
08.20.13 pretty in pink
Just a little dose of perfection, compliments of nature.
232/365: pink zinnia
08.17.13 sage advice
My slight envy of those living in temperate climates centers on the ability to grow fresh food, particularly herbs, year-round. How I’d love to have rosemary bushes to prune!
But then while enjoying my fresh sage I’d just be pining for fresh snow. I choose four seasons, at least for now. But I do feel that life is better with an herb garden.
229/365: purple sage with droplets
08.16.13 fruition
These blossoms continue to hold my attention. As they mature, the seeds progress up the cone until it is completely clothed.
228/365: wild coneflower
