Keeping vases of flowers in my house is a new habit of mine. In the past, I did not see the point of buying flowers, only to have them die so soon. Now I am beginning to appreciate the unique beauty of the lifecycle - perhaps due to my own aging. While I love the luxurious scent and vitality of fresh blossoms, I enjoy flowers more once they start to crinkle and fade, creating a more interesting visual than bright perfection. For a prime example, see my masthead above, an aging tulip. For another example, below:
These photographs, which I took last night with my Nikon FM2 and Kodak Portra 400 film, show pink carnations that my friend brought when I had her over for dinner...two weeks ago. Go carnations, go.