First one out!
And so we reach the climax of the glacial saga of the enduring golden daffodils on their reluctance to face a chilly approach to spring. Yet they must. Hope reigns after all.
Below, these curious critters look on, perhaps wondering why in the world I would be down on my knees before a flower, not knowing they have become witnesses to a camera’s capture as well as minor characters in the story.
Now, confident in my flowers, I am ready to charge forward with that other saga, my new book. I’m reaching back to ancient Ireland again where a young woman, an Irish goldsmith, takes a perilous journey in search of a forbidden secret held by the Saltlanders, a people who would one day be called the Celts.
Thank you, Olivia. Amazing what the iPhone will do, as long as I remember what Robin, the real photographer in the family, showed me.
Lovely post! Looking forward to reading your new book.
Thanks for sharing.
Thank you for your comment, Michelle. Welcome.