I can't help it.

I really can't. They call to me and I must photograph them.

Especially here. Where they tumble over the mountains in shades of grey and blue and purple. They will never look exactly this way again and it needs documented.
Evan usually will report the sunset as he's looking out our huge window on his way down from putting the girls to bed. I hurry outside with my camera. What if I missed this?
Or this?

And then there are flowers. I can not help myself with them. They are gorgeous and my camera must photograph them.
And bugs.

My favoritest picture.







They call to me. So, I answer. :)