I had the good fortune to grow up in the country. Meadows, the forest and my Grandmother's garden were my playground.The foxgloves along the edge of the woods I fashioned into thimbles for my fingers and fairies surely played were the columbines grew. The scent of my Grandmother's peonies still lingers in my memory and no raspberries have ever tasted so good since. At that time I formed a strong bond with nature, especially the plant world.The images in this portfolio are inspired by both my childhood experience and by botanical drawings in vintage fieldbooks, from the days before photography. Most of the plants in the photographs are from my garden. To have them growing close by permitted me to choose the perfect moment to make the negative. Often this moment is but brief. Inless then an hour after opening, the petals of the carrion flower fold backwards and the star shape is lost. When I include a seed pod with a blossom I am not making ascientific statement, it is my way of picturing the cycles of life and the passage of time which informs most of my photographs.The images were shot with a 4x5 view camera. The gelatin silver prints are sepia toned and hand colored with photo oils.