I’ve had the best time this week with lilacs. So beautiful, so fragrant, and fraught with memories of people and places that exist only in my memories . . .they’re my absolute favourite flower.
It won’t be long before this season’s blossoms are simply memories too. I’m considering getting a few prints–and maybe some cards–made with some of the images I’ve captured so I can continue to enjoy them.
I take so many photographs yet rarely print any of them. In talking with another photographer friend yesterday I find I’m not alone in this. I think it’s time to change that.
So that’s my life this week. Taking a few photos, tending my garden, writing, reading, and good conversations with a few friends. Not a bad way to spend one’s time.