Resistance is futile; when flowers collect in vases under my roof my camera comes out and the shutter clicks like the baseball card in the bicycle wheel spokes of a pre-teen.
Flowers are an optical playground; exposure, saturation and aperture all waltz around one another, creating almost audible images. I love it. And so I share, once again, a ton of photos without purpose. 
Yea Yea Pueblo 
Crystle, you are an incredible photographer and writer. I can’t tell you how much I enjoy getting these posts. I look forward to the time I can see you and Isaac and Margot in person. Love, Holly (Isaac’s cousin) and now your cousin too.
Wow, I’m flattered, Holly! I’m glad to hear you stop by and keep up with things around here.
Hopefully we’ll be back down in Oklahoma in the next year or so with Margot. She has a lot of family to meet!
Always a purpose Crystle; sharing God’s artistry and your gift! Thank-you!
Thanks, Roberta. You’ve always been so supportive.
On a side note, my church gifted me a Mother’s Bible today, and on one of the pages of information I was to fill out, it asked who I learned how to be a mother from. You were high on the list.
XOXO
you’ve really honed in on those photo skills! LOVING it