Beatrice Flower

Our backyard on a May morning in the sun. Never looks better than at this time of year. I draw attention to the red flower on the table to the left. Brigitte bought it three or four years ago, and it's still doing splendidly. She named it the Beatrice flower--because that is its name, I think, and my Mother's. Here is a close-up of it taken before it got moved.

My camera work in these shots is just so-so. The globe in the foreground is fuzzed out. Never mind that it just happened to be put there because it was in the way. The color of the flower is correct in the shadows, too yellow in the bright sun of the close-up...