You’d think that when you’re standing in a meadow dotted blue with forget-me-nots, it would be easy to find a subject. Nix. I was walking up and down the meadow, growing ever more desperate – it has got to be somewhere here, I just need to find it. And I did.
So that’s another flower I’ve never successfully photographed. But now I think I can walk past these blue beauties without feeling a sting of guilt for never taking my time to do it right.