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2me4art 
Beautiful capture!
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Oh, pure luck. Light bouncing on the gravel path outside the window, diffusing the light and landing perfectly onto just the orchids. Luck! ~amy
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Perhaps timing on your part – aren’t you glad you were there? ; ) It’s always wonderful when it works out the way this one feels.
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i planted those for my Grandmother. Its funny to have such a prickly plant in the garden. I miss my grandmother, can you tell? ~amy
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Then it makes this all that more special, and yes – I can sense that.
I adore flowers – gardens of all sorts – from the roots to the buds to their maturity and then how they step aside for new growth. I use to plant all of the time, at one point I had twenty seven rose bushes. My gardens were filled with stories and not a day passed that I didn’t start my mornings and end my evenings in them. I would photograph every detail as though I’d never see them again.. Now I can go back through them all and find myself breathing just as calmly as I did then. Hopefully, it does the same for you. ; )
Tish
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