Deep in the heart of a pristine, untouched wilderness, I sit perfectly still.  Nature whispers.  I listen.   I extend my hand.  She takes it.  We dance.  Life ignites.  The shutter clicks; in its echo, our dance continues eternally.

This beautiful little flower is a friend of mine.  I was walking through a Swap Meet at the end of the day as the final remnants of vendors were packing their wares into their beat-up trucks.  Scattered about the parking lot were flecks of color of discarded, unwanted items and trash.