Nature's beauty, No. 9

Cropped into the square shape, sharpened, and resized at PicMonkey. This sort of rose is my all-time favorite because my dearly departed husband LeRoy always gave them to me when he gave me roses. Thank you, darling. I have loved you since lightning struck when I first laid eyes on you at try-outs for that play at The Foolkiller--Transcenmental Hippiedations--on July 31, 1972, in Kansas City, Missouri.

Nature's beauty, No. 8

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Part of an image that makes it look like I own a macro lens, but I don't. I lucked out and got a clear enough wide shot that I was able to crop to this dew-drop-laden stem to share with you, along with a few spiderwebs.