During one of our motorcycle trips in the fall of 2010 we stayed at the Taconic Campgrounds. Fall was in full force outside the city and we hit it just right for two weekends in a row. We were exploring the campgrounds, heading to get firewood when we passed these little pink flowers. There is something so pretty and fragile when decay starts to take hold of nature and objects. I felt this photo caught it just right. The flower still had it’s brilliant color but you can see the fall starting to creep in.
The Intersection of Art, Design & Life
