Last year, I was deep into saying good bye to my Highland gardens, the places I had stalked the previous year. We were getting ready to move, packing, cleaning, arranging. Fortunately, I still had a dog to walk.
I took a lot of pictures in my favorite gardens. It is ironic that as I was getting rid of things before we moved, I was taking and keeping hundreds of pictures. Click, upload, put away until later. Later is here.
This year, I am pulling back, not going in as close on the pictures, looking for the delicate scenes. As my life gets less intense, so does my photography.
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