Love flowers

It is a music morning for me today. I started off listening to Freddie Mercury and now Eric Clapton. Music has always been a part of the creative process for me. I find that songlines stick in my head often. I remember them as if they are works of poetry or literature. Of course, i do the same with lines from poems and lines from great works of literature. They, poems have a rhythm that is so similar to music for me. But inspiration comes from so much more than just the actions of others. Sometimes i see a picture i took, like the four i am sharing today, and the combination of the photographs makes a story in my head, today a wander of a wander wandering the flowers in front of us.

They, poems have a rhythm that is so similar to music for me. But inspiration comes from so much more than just the actions of others. Sometimes i see a picture i took, like the four i am sharing today, and the combination of the photographs makes a story in my head, today a wander of a wander wandering the flowers in front of us.

As we walk each day, hot, cold, raining, snowing, or just hot and humid; we pass by flowers. Sometimes we stop, and for a moment, we marvel. That flower is special or unique. The color so fetching, so eye-catching that I reach for my phone to capture the moment the flower presents.