Before the last of the flowers had faded, I was drawn to the trail just after my trip had ended. It was a joy to experience this with my dear friend...as the moon rose gently and a soft breeze began to whisper...its delicate scent wafted along the path...it seemed to joyfully greet me. Nature has a subtle way of dressing in the fresh colors of spring. Captivated by its beauty, I allowed the gentle breeze to guide my decision on how to best capture this serene moment. Pure bliss of flowers!