Nature can be trusted to work her own miracle in the heart of any man whose daily task keeps him alone among her sights, sounds, and silences. ~ Gene Stratton Porter
Sunrise beckoned today. Sunlight woke me early. We went for a country drive to see what we could see.
The air was fresh, pungent with spring – lilacs in bloom, farmers turning the earth, the clean scent of the foaming Wisconsin River rushing towards the Mississippi.
Birds chattered, as they chatter each morning outside my window. I try to pay close attention, for in the rush of early morning it is possible to not hear them. I am finally distinguishing one from another. Today I saw several oak trees in an oak savannah filled with male Baltimore Orioles. I have never seen so many orioles at one time.
In late afternoon I went out to the garden where the last of the tulips were in bloom. In a few days their petals will only be scattered on the earth. By then the columbines and peonies will have started blooming. There is always something to see outside.
On this Sunday in mid-May, here is one of the tulips I photographed a few days ago. Its color was so striking, I chose to take an extreme close-up, and concentrate only on a little of its shape and its brilliant pink.
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Bo Mackison is a photographer and owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC.