I do love the colors.  The acorn itself almost looks like a finely crafted piece of pottery. It’s just that the image overall feels like something is missing, something big.

I let this puzzlement sit for a while and I started cleaning up a little bit.  Part of that cleaning involved picking up dropped leaves and blooms from the flowers that have been around since my birthday.  In a moment of desperation, I decided to see what kind of images I could get of them.  I don’t know what makes one think that they can get a good creative shot of nearly dead flowers when they can’t get one of really pretty acorns.  Never try to figure out how my mind works!

Let’s just so that one thing led to another and that is how today’s official POTD was born.  It required the use of the flowers and other supplies.  I ended up taking the photograph on the front porch because even though it was cold outside, the sun was shining so the light was good.  When Weber got home and went to check the mail, there were little drops of liquid all over the porch.  Oops.  He asked what they were.  I said, “vegetable oil.”  To which he said, “I’m not even going to ask.”  I didn’t say anything but I thought to myself that that was probably a pretty good plan on his part.

On an almost completely different note, about this time last year I also took a picture of my spent birthday flowers for a completely different prompt.  You can see it here. 

How many times do you have to do something before it becomes a tradition?  Perhaps I have officially begun the tradition of photographing my birthday flowers right before they go to the great compost bin beyond.  What is weird about this is that I didn’t photograph them when they were fresh and super beautiful.  Like I said earlier, don’t try to figure out my mind!

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