Peter Fiore means rock flower :)
Back to work and life after the Travis Workshop. I went for a walk yesterday evening and I took along a camera, just in case. I often think why am I bothering to bring a camera with me -- it's just the backyard, or it's too bright or too dark -- and I'm almost always glad I did. Last night, the wild Mountain Laurel had dropped most of their flowers and they were scattered about the forest floor like little bits of light. I thought this single flower in the stream was especially beautiful. I've lived here 12 years and I've never seen that.