Project 365 Photos: #45
I’ve got a nefarious streak running deep in my veins. It appears I’m willing to take wild risks for a shot! After a fruitless search for signs of spring around my little neighbourhood village, I performed an act of complete desperation, and flat-out sneakiness. I crept into my green-thumbed, somewhat nymph-like, think-she-speaks-to-plants, BFF’s garden, and snapped away without detection or consciense.
Normally, not a big deal, if you ask me, but it just so happens that she’s an awesome photographer with a blog of her own that needs to be fuelled daily too (check her out at Whiskey Tango Foxtrot 4). However, she kinda owes me for sticking a rather humungous paper machier male body part in my front garden in the wee hours of the morning after my 40th birthday party (thank heaven my husband gets up early on weekends to retrieve the newspaper…yikes). Hmmmmm…I don’t think we’re even YET!!!
Most importantly, I got a picture of the only freaking flower blossoms in Ocean Park. Winning!!!!