A delicate beauty

In my younger years I didn’t understand how my grandparents could ooh and awe over the simple beauty of a flower or some other growing thing.

My “Younger years” seem to have ended this year. This year I have noticed a change in myself.

There is a growing appreciation in me for the amazing beauty of plants and flowers. I am smitten by the beauty I see in so many of your photos. I don’t know what switch has been pulled inside of me but it is a real shift.

And I like it.