Today, I decided to reacquaint myself with my 200mm micro lens. I had put it away quite a while ago, promising that when spring came, I would drag out the tripod and bring my lens home. I had visions of tiny spring buds and blooms coming into focus, revealing hidden color and nuances that only my lens could see.
This morning was cold. The spring I had envisioned for my lens and I has been slow in coming. I hesitated, thinking about the prospect of bundling up, pulling on boots. I began to look around the house for something would keep me warm and satisfy my need for a spot of color.