Gramma's vintage jewelry and Mother Nature met in my yard this afternoon.
D I G I T A L P H O T O G R A P H Y — On the spur of the moment, as I bounded outside to take some late afternoon flower shots, I grabbed a couple of my grandmother's brooches which I have kept for all of these decades since her death in 1969. I arranged these pieces on a newly-fallen wren nest, on the sun-bleached leaves of a transplanted Hosta and on a slim, chopped-off tree trunk near the veggie garden. I like the way these images turned out. I might grab a bunch more of these pieces tomorrow afternoon, I've got millions, lol, and do a whole series of 'jewels in the wild.'