Shasta Daisy (Leucanthemum x superbum) began its long bloom period a little early this summer in St. Louis. Actually, it began blooming in early June, at the end of springtime. This allowed me to create these images in a garden I passed during a morning walk. Such walks and encounters dispel anxieties and remind me of their triviality. Daisys also remind me of my mother; they were her favorite flowers. So many emotions worked through me during this particular walk; therapeutic reflections of life as I admired these mid-life blooms.
Watching others busying themselves is my amusement lately while I take time out from routines and duties to refresh myself. It has been too long since I have been able to stay still in one place, just be tranquil, with empty thoughts. This luxury of unfilled time will last only a brief while. Time is precious. I watch others do their routines such as this Bee and Fly on a summer Dahlia and I am grateful for the ordinary, underappreciated, normal paces of life. Soon I will rejoin the busyness and be productive again with a passion that comes from this immeasurable restorative respite.