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Offhanded shots on a vernal walk

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Hat of Moon.

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Wildflowers in a fallen greenhouse.

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Charleston, outskirts through a porthole.

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Fogbow. Happy June 1st!

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Cherry blossoms, wide open.

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Blooming is beautiful, even when you are sinking

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One blossom above the water, one below. Intentionally as sparse as possible as a photograph; I considered cropping, but I personally like the space

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I think these are all called snowdrops? Spring 2024.

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Rhododendron, (over/under)exposed

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Blossoms on black water, Denver.

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I still think this may be my favorite place in the world.

Sunset at Great Sand Dunes, before the storm

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Do you think the slow death of beauty in mundane things is a marker for the death of a society? Door handles and lamps used to be predominantly beautiful and interesting, but now they are nothing more than *there*. The loss of…character, I suppose…seems to augur an emptiness.

It’s not a complex idea, to note the beauty we find in simple things. And those simple thing are *still there*, but it has become non-normative to fuse the utilitarian to the wondrous.

Here’s a picture of a window taken from the back porch of a house where I stayed in New York. It’s simple, but I think it’s beautiful.

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Misty fog

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Geese, blued by the shadows, oranged by the light.

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Folks seem to like flowers. Here’s a gentle and tiny blossom just after the rain, color shrouded by clouds.

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A carpet of spring magnolias before they fell into decay.

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Sunflower, Annie’s backyard.