Before I was married, I had very large pictures of flowers adorning the walls in my living room. I had cut them out of a calendar and framed them.
I thought they were exquisite.
The only other photos in the living room were 8x10s of my cats, which I also found exquisite.
I don’t mind the change. I love my baby and my husband, and I enjoy looking at their beautiful faces on the wall.
But I sometimes miss my flowers.
Not long ago, my passion for photography was reignited after a long hibernation, and some flower pictures may end up back on the wall.
I am enrapt by these photos.
I’m not bragging. I’m in awe that they came out of my camera.
In a lot of ways, they don’t even look like what I saw at the garden. They’re so much more special, more artistic.
This photo is a flower on a purple glory bush. The flower was gorgeous in person, but I missed the buds. In the photo, you can see that the buds were soft and furry.That’s my mom in the background, resting on a bench. This is one of my favorite shots from the Gardens.
These are water lilies. They only open during the day time, and I haven’t seen many of them this summer.
Oddly enough, they were in the Butterfly House. I was supposed to be looking for butterflies, but I was struck by the simple beauty of these flowers.
Do you know what these are?
Many people guessed (correctly) on my Wordless Wednesday post that they were frog eggs. They are, as far as I know.
I was under the impression that frogs only laid eggs in the spring, so I was shocked to see frog eggs in Pennsylvania in August. Nonetheless, there they are.
Next to the frog who is probably about to eat them protecting them from harm.
This little pond was off of the path, way up the hill near some pine trees. It was beautiful, and the edges were littered with frogs. They reminded me of a little frog prince I got for Joe when we were first married.
I’m not sure I have any words for this photo. I just love it.
I love roses, and I especially love the orangey-red ones like this. Like the first photo above, I think this photo is much more beautiful than the real flower was. The real flower was pretty, but this one glows.
I’m not sure what I did with the flower photos that used to be on the wall, but I do know that these are going up where they used to be.
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