What To Photograph First

What to photograph first?
My yard is a haven for every color of flower.
There are mushrooms, and worn out stumps, and renegade violets.
There is Queen Anne’s lace, and prairie golden rod, and honeysuckle.
There are tiny red berries, and there is moss of the greenest green.
The sky is filled with lavender, and smoky gray, and the softest blues.
There are cardinals, and robins, and butterflies, and bumble bees, and wasps.
There are knotholes, and gnarled branches, a tree that crackles with crows congregating to go south.
There are wood nymphs, and elves, and faeries, and rainbow orbs, not seen by the naked eye.
I will start with the orbs.
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Mcferran Avatar
October 1, 2018 at 3:22 PM
Cute way to close this one... ;) Lovely write!
Cunningham Avatar
October 1, 2018 at 11:00 AM
So much colour in nature Caren, we are certainly spoilt for choice, especially autumn Tom
Krutsinger Avatar
October 1, 2018 at 3:05 PM
It is a toss up for me, Tom, - Spring or Autumn, which one is the prettiest? Summer is good too, for the crepe myrtles and Rose of Sharon beautify my yard in ways nothing else does.
Kiser Avatar
October 1, 2018 at 9:12 AM
Ooh, I like! Another "fav".
Krutsinger Avatar
October 1, 2018 at 10:29 AM
I know it sounds a bit "fey" but I am.
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