May 17th ends up raining so I take a day off from shooting anything flood related. Instead, I focus on other work that requires my attention. Ever since the flood I find myself feeling especially melancholy when it rains. I imagine that I am not alone in this sentiment. I did delight however, in the light following the early evening rain and couldn’t resist photographing Margaret’s roses that were continuing to dry up. Whenever I walk into my kitchen and see Margaret’s flowers I am reminded of the little woman with a big heart. Although the flowers are appearing rather spent I cannot bring myself to discard them…I’m just not ready to do so quite yet. One of these days very soon I plan to give Margaret some prints of her flowers that I have so enjoyed viewing and photographing. It seems like it would be the perfect exchange…a way to reciprocate the gift. I think that’s what this life is all about.
To be continued…