When I set out to photograph wildflowers, I can guarantee that one of two things will happen, either bugs will arrive and compete for my interest or the wind will arrive. In the case of these photos, I adopted the attitude of e. e. cummings' Old Uncle Sol who started a worm farm, even though that was far from his original intention. I recommend the poem, "Nobody Loses All the Time" which is about Uncle Sol.
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