Can flowers laugh? I think they do. Photography is a new found passion of mine combined with my love of nature results in all kinds of amateur pictures. Close ups of blooms is a new delight since the camera see’s much more than our eyes. When my roses or lilacs bloom, I carefully take a picture of each, since I fancy that the they’d be offended if I did not. Upon reviewing the photographs taken I discovered several things: the amazing textures, color, labyrinths of shapes traveling towards secret, sacred center. Then, to my shock and delight, I found clear and distinct shapes of faces, some happy, some angry. A nutty friend wanted me to cut them all down. Never. Mysteries surround us everywhere. Stop, look, take it all in. Don’t let anyone stand in your way. Do your blooms have faces hiding in plain sight? Tell me all.
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