Even approaching the end of the blooming season these fields swept us off our feet and inspired baby bear to take over the lens. While one of her favorite pastimes is to chase birds in flight, the camera has to be a close runner up. These fields may even be worth seeing when the petals first burst open with their boastful colors that can be seen from the much-traveled highway; I thought we may be better off not being crushed by the mob of floraphiles by postponing the visit toward the end of their bloom.Despite missing their peak bloom they were photogenic enough and full of hope—their open petals still welcoming the birds and the bees to feast on their pollen. Baby bear remained vigilant and confident in her new interest with the device that most often captures her adventures. She sees me tinkering with it, why not me she thinks. It has become perfunctory now whenever she sees me pull it out, she makes a dash for it. At least she prefers to wear the strap so that may save the delicate device from smashing to bits, but it also doesn’t have far to fall from at her height. I let her explore with her new curiosity; I hope one day I don’t regret it.
I’m hopeful that without my intervention this little-artist-in-the-making may see new developments from her perspective and create something magnificent just as the army of florals we witnessed.And just as the momentum of summer is swelling, and every day is a new day that generates ample sun and new adventures for us to photograph, we can only hope to be swept off our feet even more. What adventures will you delve into this summer?