One of the things I love most about photography is being able to capture those moments of serendipity and magic in life that you can’t really plan or prepare for. Yesterday afternoon I took my Mum to our local rose garden. As we arrived, we came upon a few members of a wedding party, among them this little girl, who ran and skipped and and twirled barefoot through the rows of blooms with pure joy. And yes, amazingly, I had my camera ready.
I can’t get enough of this flower. Amazing in all it’s various phases. The bulbs are expensive, so I only planted 10 last autumn. Eight have grown up and are opening little starry faces all over the garden. Like magic wands.