I'm struggling to keep up on my crafting goals while still playing hostess and tour-guide to Alan's family. So today on an absolutely stunning walk on our castle hill, (possibly one of my all time favourite places) I stole Alan's fancy camera and tried to capture the rainbow of flowers around me.
Though I am not a photographer, professionals would certainly say that photography is a craft. I'm sure they would also look at the photos below and say that I'm doing it wrong. That's OK, I'm a firm believer in learning by doing, and that no craft has to be perfect.
I'm a weed lover. All of my favourite flowers are weeds, and will probably be banned from Alan's immaculately planned garden. I have no patience for gardening, so for now the guy who tends it gets to make the rules, and he says "No weeds." Boo.
So all of my pictures are of gorgeous weeds. I dare you to look through them and not fall in love yourself.
|Something else yellow and tall...|
|Green climbing fern...|
|Blue Iris (OK, not a weed, but growing like one)...|
|Deep purple centers...|
|Dark purple shamrocks...|
|Something bright pink...|
|Neon pink succulents...|
|The most beautiful white weed EVER...|
|And a dandelion the size of an apple.|