Right before the early autumn snow I noticed a pattern on my photograph role. I had captured weathered wood with all of the lingering green hues I could find. Looks like I am not ready to let go of summer just yet. I am learning to appreciate all of the seasons in New England but when summer comes to a close I always miss the colors of flowers in bloom.
I think that is why I take the time to capture everything, I can always revisit the colors and forms of each season in my photo album. In the dead of winter, during the short dark days all those photos of flowers really make a difference.