Water, be it the waves of an opalescent ocean, tiny white snowflakes, fat drops of splashing rain, in a tub filled with bubbles, or simply infused with lemon in a tall glass, fuels my creativity. So when I arrive upon a garden that has just been watered, a magic spell comes over me. The wet beaded iridescent jewels shining along the path turn my walk into a private fairyland where I feel like a princess on a mission to capture light reflected in and through thousands of droplets suspended from and attached to petals of every shape, size and tone. Taking in all that sparkle gives me a delighted rush that I hope translates through the picture; I never grow tired of trying to capture a perfectly clear crystal of water hanging in wait.
When I look at these photos, I want to be like Alice, shrinking down until I can stand beneath any of these flowers waiting for them to let go of their beads to form a crown for this princess in her moment, the beads then bursting to release a cleansing shower of light washing me with wonder. Now that’s a feeling that when l close my eyes to imagine, makes me shimmer.
You can find light in unusual places if you…
keep your peepers open! ®
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