::place::
liz lamoreux
walking through the dahlia garden feels like being in the midst of summer's lean toward fall. the vivid blooms reach for the last days of all-day-long blue sky as the nearby trees seem to notice the bursts of color and begin to think about playing along.
i love that we are just a few minutes away from this late summer dance...
(inspired by kristin's "story of place" post at shutter sisters today)