OK, I admit it: I have no idea what flower this is. A geranium? An azalea? It beats me. And I admit, too, that if it were a bird, I’d have made the effort to identify it.
But identified or not, these tiny blossoms graced the deck of a friends’ cabin on a small lake near Renfrew, Ontario, providing a lovely foreground for the lake.
Sometimes, the Big Guy asks, somewhat plaintively, why I don’t take pictures that show the scenery as it is. I have two contradictory answers, which are, somehow, both true:
“This is more fun.”