Nobody has lived in my childhood home since my sister passed away last summer. I checked on the house the week and my mother's Forget Me Not were in wild bloom. Such a small flower but 1000's of blooms make an impressive display, especially when you spend 20 minutes on your stomach staring at them through a camera. It was another moment in my life where a camera in my hand made an experience something more than it ever would have been with out it.
