Crazy Weather

"In the spring I have counted one hundred and thirty six different kinds of weather inside of four and twenty hours."  -  Mark Twain

I popped a fresh K-cup into the brewer to make another cup of coffee, my first cup was cold.  It was the heat I was craving, not the caffeine.  I wanted to wrap my cold hands around a hot mug.  The temperature outside was downright cold (33°F) for a May morning.  

Memories

'Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.'  

 -  Dr. Seuss

I stepped out my back door to look for flowers to photograph.  I found some chives, a spirea bush (maybe?) and peonies.  

As I was getting things together for a still life with the peonies, I got a whiff of their wonderful fragrance.  Their subtle perfume transported me... to my grandma's house.  I don't remember the peonies at my grandma's house, but the smell brought me into her powder blue living room so long ago.  

The peonies smelled good all weekend and I couldn't help but think of my grandma, with a smile on my face.  

Today I am joining, Texture Tuesday, Life thru The Lens and Wordless Wednesday.

My images were all processed in Lightroom using Kim Klassen's new presets, breath (lightening the shadows) on the peonies and breeze on the chives and spirea images.

Thank you so much for stopping by!

Have a great week!

Michelle