This has been a spring for watching my garden grow, and enjoying the beautiful shapes and colors that nature creates. It has been my great pleasure to tend the garden. This is a practice that is one part patient labor, one part meditation, and one part inspiration. The practice of gardening yields great subject matter for my photography: in the garden, on the light box, and in the studio.

The world at large can be wondrous and magical, and I am fully at home as a pilgrim in the world. But astoundingly there is as much magic and whimsy in the near-at-hand, in my garden flowers, twigs, and other botanical ephemera.

I am enjoying at this time in the world not engaging too much beyond the borders of “my country” (within our garden gate). Next year, who knows?