In the haste of daily life we often miss bits and pieces that fly by us in time and space, I know I do.
I recently revisited a shoot I did this last February. I was surprised to see this one I had missed.
That’s the great thing about photography, memories and comtemplative introspection,
to see what we have seen before but with new eyes.
I am glad I can see this in the warmth of summer now,
though I could not be looking at it now without having been in the bitter cold of winter.