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.