After my two-day slump, I wasn’t exactly enthusiastic about even getting out of bed on Friday morning. Of course, the day had a few advantages before it even began. No lame phone calls to make first thing in the morning? Check. Not feeling like death warmed-over? Check. Oh…and I’d made a cinnamon chocolate chip sour cream coffee cake the night before from my new favorite website, so I had that to look forward to for breakfast.  Seriously people, I’ve made five things from that site in the last week and I haven’t missed yet.  If you haven’t checked it out yet and you have even a remote interest in cooking/baking, it’s kind of imperative that you do so.  Just saying.

6:4 Photo of the Day

The highlight of the day was a trip to the semi-local plant nursery, where Dylan and I loaded up on flowers for our newly constructed flower bed.  I took my camera along and had lots of “Ooooh shiny!” moments, so the trip will actually serve as fodder for my Photo of the Day for the next several installments.  I think I took somewhere in the neighborhood of 140 images, so I’ve broken them into categories.  Eaton Grove also has a collection of animals (birds mostly) that will be tomorrow’s focus.  I mean, is it really fair for flowers to have to compete with a goose/swan (there was some debate over the species)?  I thought not, too.

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This is not to say that the flowers weren’t spectacular.  I was dazzled by the sheer variety and number of lovely little blooms at the nursery and had quite a bit of fun just moving between the plants and photographing them.  Maybe one complaint?  (Because, you know, I have to be a bit of a pill sometimes.)  I find it really difficult to move away from using my macro setting when I’m around flowers.  I tried a couple of times to take wider shots and capture the way that the little containers of flowers went on forever, but I always some them coming out differently in my head.  And so I stayed pretty firmly in macro mode and felt a little gimmicky.  I mean, I guess I wasn’t taking pictures of babies in little flower costumes stuck in oversized terra cotta  pots (sorry Anne Geddes, that was kind of offsides), so at least I had that going for me.