A couple of weeks ago a checker at Trader Joes gave my wife a bundle of daffodils. They are my favorite spring flower. She placed them in a glass bottle on the window sill above the kitchen sink and every morning when I go to fill the coffee pot with water I have been enjoying them.
As they have aged they have formed such a beautiful texture and delicate lines that remind me of dancers arching their backs and extending their limbs.
This morning as the sun came up I was moved to grab my camera and make these photos. I kept photographing as the sun became more and more intense as it emerged between the trees in the property next to the house. The cool cyans in the shade receded and the rich golden yellows emerged like a Gustav Klimt painting.
I normally prefer to make black and white photos but the rich ambers and yellows inspired me as I imagine they inspired Van Gogh. I kept photographing until I realized that I had been so immersed in the experience of this beauty that I had been holding my breath the whole time.
This little act of kindness had literally taken my breath away.