A big treat for our family was to watch "slides" on the weekends. My dad would bring out the projector and insert the big cube that held about 30 slide photos. Once the lights were off and the projector,which always made a slight humming noise, faced the blank wall it was Showtime!!!
Photos of ladies with boufant hairstyles, men with "lamb chop" side burns, birthday candles getting blown out....then the flowers. Rose bushes against the brick wall, a close up of a daisy. Flowers and more flowers!! I wanted to ask my dad why he photographed so many displays of flowers. I never did.
When I became interested in flowers and creating outdoor flower pot arrangements, I began to take photos of various blossoms. Not just one or two pictures. More like twenty. Now,
photographing flowers is my annual summer tradition. The vivid colors. The beauty of the center of a tulip. Water droplets on the leaf of a Ladies Slipper. Finally, I understood why my dad had so many photos of flowers.
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