I promised pictures. My mother has a peony garden, they are her favorite flowers. So with them in bloom and the light right, I grabbed my weapon and artillery. Here are some of my shots.
The past year has been one of my greatest metamorphosis! Time to begin to express that. I have barely written a paragraph and my camera has grown closer to the spider that moved into it's bag than the feel of my fingertips massage. Please feel free to leave a comment.
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