What rich and brilliant colours. It took my breath away when I saw your work. Well done, and congratulations on being featured today. Seasons greetings, Keith in Sydney.

said magikeith 2004.12.14 at 01:27:06 PST

Congratulations on having this very beautiful album featured. But do I detect another Photoshop enthusiast here? LOL Seriously excellent work and I am now going to spend a very pleasant hour browsing the rest of your albums. Peter in Western Australia

said georgieboy98 2004.12.14 at 00:50:00 PST

Congratulations! Roses on water, very unusual, very well done.

said sante1 2004.12.14 at 00:45:39 PST

Congratulations on being featured on your special day. A beautiful album, and a well deserverd feature. truly wonderful. best Wishes, Ray (UK). Merry Christmas.

said viking153 2004.12.14 at 00:10:49 PST

What even more succulent beauties to see....? I LOVE this album, and the gorgeous textures and colours that my eyes just love to dive into! Enjoyed my visit as always and love to see more! THanks for sharing and hope you have a fantastic weekend! Cheers, amy :)

said kester110 2004.12.04 at 04:04:49 PST

Such an absolute pleasure to view this album again and see some more unbelievably rich photos! Effervescent sublime! Give me a thesaurus......! :-D Love your albums, the rich content and quality! Beautiful gift you have and thanks for sharing it! Smiles attached, amy :)

said kester110 2004.11.08 at 05:21:11 PST

I don't suppose I can find more or better superlatives than all these other comments. Suffice to know that your photography warmed and inspired me and that I thank you for sharing these wonderful windows into nature with me.

said larkep 2004.10.05 at 22:19:13 PDT

Your album makes me wish I lived up NE. We are in Texas and we do not see much autumn colors. SPECTACULAR photos!

said kimbu1 2004.10.04 at 16:17:46 PDT

On page 1 of More Beautiful Gardens you have a picture of a single calla among the tall purple spires. Sometimes I find a Webshot inspires a bit of prose, and your picture inspired this: They were all so...so...tall. Not only that, they were slender and the overall effect of their slimness was only heightened by the hundreds of tiny purple florets completely covering them. She felt so very...wide...there, alone, amongst their kind. She knew she should not have come. Indeed, now she had quite forgotten why she had NOT stayed away. Some of them leaned together, obviously discussing not only her heart-shaped flatness, but also her complete lack of purpleness. The rest just ignored her. If only she could remember where the gate was, she would leave...now. He came, looking to satisfy an inner longing. He had no preconception of what he was looking for, only that his poet's soul yearned for...something. For an hour in the early evening he wandered amongst the tall, purple spires. They were lovely and he let his fingers flow over them as he passed, but he never stopped and chose one. They were so alike that none made his hand pause, none made his heart lilt with that sense of knowing choice. Then...there she was...so very, very out of place. The sun, now low in the sky, bathed her in a warm, creamy goldness, serving to accent even more her uniqueness. He smiled, lifting his fingers from a nearby spire of tall purple, resting them a moment on his lower lip as he studied her. His fingertips still tingled from the rough brocadeness of the spires as he lowered them from his lip and ran his thumbpad back and forth slowly over them. Then they began to ache...just softly...and the ache of them ran up his arm and circled round about his heart. She would be...soft...he knew, like creamed satin...and, oh, so smooth. She turned, looking for the gate, and saw him standing there, his lips slightly parted, his hand held halfway out, almost trembling. "Oh God," she thought, "he has seen my wideness and will pluck me as a weed from out of this purpled splendor." He saw her small shudder and thought the evening breeze had lifted her white wingedness. Leaning close, he touched her...barely...with one fingertip...reverently... as though she were holy and he had arrived, a dusty penitent, at his shrined journey's end. Again she shuddered, expecting only composted endings. How foolish she had been to venture amongst all this slender, purple glory. Gathering herself, she awaited pain. Instead, she felt a wetness sliding down, pooling cooly in her center. In wonder, she looked up. He was crying as his fingertip moved along her curve. She gazed, then, into his eyes and in their welling tears, saw her own reflection.

said carnegielady2 2004.10.04 at 14:40:21 PDT

Awesome collection of garden shots! Portland's Japanese garden, Crystal Spring's rhodendoron garden & the Butchart's Gardens are all very beautiful. I've been to Portland on Labor Day weekend and was impressed by its parks and greenspaces. However, I missed the Japanese Garden. Maybe I have to go back and check it out. The fall colors are stunning! Congrats also on your featured album!

said amhalveytoo 2004.10.04 at 06:41:07 PDT

what an amazing album..truly love all your work but fell in love with "one red rose - from my garden" Magnificent.. keep up the beautiful photography...

said barbr100100 2004.09.03 at 19:18:07 PDT

Really loved the "window&quot ; photo very well shot and had to download it. Just gorgeous! PLease keep on adding more as I love your style! Take care and many happy smiles! :)

said kester110 2004.08.17 at 07:03:55 PDT

WHY HAVE YOU NOT BEEN FEATURED YET????? Your Ingrid Bergman rose shots are truly alluring and so elegant! YOu can almost touch the velvety soft petals and smell its divine delicate fragrance! I am so honoured to be the first to sign in this stunning floral album and awe at your talent! I hope you continue to add more soon and thank you for sharing a smidgen of your beauty and grace through the lens. IT is so poetic and such a gift to explore and cultivate. bravo to you and keep it up! Best wihes to you!

said kester110 2004.07.30 at 05:41:29 PDT