As I was strolling the Conservatory of Longwood Gardens early this rainy, slushy morning, I almost got lost with all the reconstruction of exhibits preparing for Spring. It seemed that everywhere I went, there was yet another sign that barred me from a hidden path.
I finally stumbled into this hall and immediately thought of a special relative of mine and her love of these flowering bushes. The colors were striking and delicate. Even in the dead of Winter, they were there shouting to be seen. By anyone who lost their way. By me.
These photos are for her. Hoping that with each day that passes, she will find a little more strength, a little more hope, and a little more beauty. ❤️
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