Another outtake from our trip to the island, I spotted
this flower that had been pinched off and fell to the
railroad ties that served as retaining walls for the
stream and pathway to the beach.
Finding the little details that everyone else misses
is one of the great joys of photography.
Hundreds of people walked past it without giving the
poor broken flower a second thought, but to me it was
an important discovery that spoke volumes about the
cycle of life and death.
Your mileage may vary.
On the camera front: The damn thing works perfectly
still, and after some custom hardware gets re-invented
and built by me in the next few days there will be some
very interesting new developments here.
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