The Lives of Dahlias

These flower-beings remain beautiful in all stages of their lives as they cycle back into the earth. This was my first year growing dahlias; my neighbor had given me her extra tubers in the spring. I fell in love with the abundant sizes, shapes, and colors as they bloomed late in the fall. Their lusciousness stood out against the waning garden through the first frosts. These photographs grew out of what was in my studio, garden, and compost pile in Winooski, Vermont.

In the words of Iris Murdoch:
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.

See the entire series of 13 images at my website.