A picture might be worth a thousand words, but which thousand?
Saffron threads come from peonies? Who knew?
In Spring, a young plant’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of seeds.
Some years, I win.
Happy birthday, Dad.
An atypical one-day selection of entirely typical shots.
Breathtaking colour in an often sere landscape.
Never double-dog dare a poet.
Consider the weeds of the field.