every diva has her day

250/365: zinnia

Zinnias are a beautiful but humble flower. Planted by haphazard handfuls of seed, they spring up cheerfully wherever they’re thrown. It’s never about choreography, just a riot of joyful color.

The spotlight changes everything.

afternoon delight

236/365: passion flower

Plants are sexy.

queen of the underground?

222/365: dead (sun)flowers

This is what a burn-out day on the 365 (and my deck) sometimes looks like.

Any Stones fans out there? I’m sending you Dead Flowers. Click through to listen on Spotify.

 

moment of silence

A rare, quiet moment for the Russian sage; it’s been a hotbed of bee activity for weeks. I love to see our new garden buzzing with pollinators – can’t wait till the butterflies come.

213/365: russian sage

snow in july

A new friend from a current garden photography project i’m working on. It was a snowflake I was happy to see in the heat of the summer.

208/365: yellow-fringed water snowflake

au naturel

200, baby!

A favorite color combo found in the garden with super-vibrant colors that are 100% natural. I didn’t move a slider or massage a single pixel. This here’s REAL 🙂

200/365: cosmos

charmed, i’m sure

A surprise bloom from our new native plant garden (I thought we’d have to wait for next year). We have so many new and unfamiliar varieties in this garden – I just can’t wait to get to know them as they grow.

196/365: allium bloom & bud

now you see it/now you don’t

Despite its les than poetic name, spiderwort is a lovely native plant. In the morning, the flowers open into a three-petaled violet bloom. Later in the day, the flower closes up into at little pod, like the ones seen here at dusk. I like the way the purple in the stem hints at what’s inside.

179/365: spiderwort at dusk

how do you like me now?

I talk a lot about actively seeing the world, paying attention, finding beauty in things that are commonly overlooked. But today’s image is a perfect example of how I sometimes fail to follow my own advice. I’ve said before that I like the hosta’s leaves far more than her flowers.  But of course the flowers are magnificent. I just needed to stop and look at them. I’m so glad I did.

180/365: hostas

this, too

Still beautiful.

172/365: spent flowers