I decided to set out to find where my lust and love for capturing nature had gone.  Where had my soul disappeared to?  What had happened to me?  I had a clue what had happened to me, but I had to outgrow the negative.  The best way to outgrow a negative is to submerse yourself in a positive.

So, I packed up my camera bag, for the first time in forever, and I put my car in gear and I drove to the Lincoln Park Conservatory.  As a rural girl with a degree in plant biology, this place, well, is one of my happiest places in the crowded, bustling, loud city.  I can, truly, spend hours here.  It’s a good size for being in the city, but not really huge.  That doesn’t stop me.  I can sit for an hour on a bench drinking it all in.  Mostly breathing in the beauty.  I don’t know what it is, there is a peace that comes over me when I’m in a greenhouse.  And, I hope that never changes.

I am very pleased with many images that I captured on this trip. This one, it speaks to me.  It’s okay to branch off.