Here's flowers for you:
Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram,
The marigold, that goes to bed wi'the sun,
And with him rises, weeping.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Perdita, in The Winter's Tale, act 4, sc. 4, l. 103-6.
TIME: 6:12 PM
PLACE: Front porch
SUBJECT: Medium Orange Marigold
When it gets close to 6pm and I haven’t taken a picture for the day, I start to panic. Thank goodness for these warmer months when flowers are in abundance. Sometimes, I feel like I’m cheating when I fall back on a flower as my photo of the day. Then I think, what the heck, flowers are good things – they are beautiful, colorful and make an excellent subject. My self-imposed photo goal is achieved and I can relax until tomorrow. All is well with the world.
Friday, April 23, 2010
Marigold (113/365)
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2 comments:
This is my son's flower! His room in the old house was painted marigold orange and that lovely green now in Drama Queen's room :)
I know what you mean - I feel like that sometimes too. But - when I opened your blog, my first thought was, "what a beautiful shot". I love the lighting in this one.
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