Last month I was experimenting with taking flower pictures (from my Dad’s backyard) using a black background. I love it.

It was upon a summer’s shiny day,

When Titan fair his beams did display,

In a fresh fountain, far from all men’s view,

She bathed her breast, the boiling heat to allay;

She bathed with roses red, and violets blue,

And all the sweetest flowers, that in the forest grew.

- Sir Edmund Spenser

The Faerie Queene (Book Three, Canto 6, Stanza 6)

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