the prompt last week in my bestill52 class was organic...what did it mean to each of us...
the descriptive words flowed easily...but no mind's eye image was immediately present...
until we took Calvin to the dog park...and there was a patch of spent dandelions blowing in the breeze...
I had the Southern Man carefully hold a few dandelions as I drove all of us home...hoping they would stay intact...just long enough...
no time to arrange for perfect lighting or contemplate a setting...just shoot...
Captured in a moment's notice...soon afterward, the stems dip and the seeds take flight...
by the end of the evening...gone...now just a file on my computer...
but still inspiring me to express the feel of organic...
linking up to kim klassen's Friday Finds...where my find is this moment in nature...fleeting but beautiful...
what others would consider a weed, I think of as a wonder...
