It all Shines

The wisps, tendrils of life, sprout as if kicked by the wind. Suspended.

And, as if to say "thank you," the fruit takes on the shape of its lifegiver. Hiding behind the form is the sweetest form of flattery.

Taken: in Kensington, Brooklyn, NY. This was part of a mid-night project to test the macro lens. Others are coming from this series. This particular photo, I will not give away what it is of, needs to be enlarged to clearly see the edge of things. It is one of my very favourite photos; nothing but simplicity and yet the detail is in what's assumed rather than what's seen. It is also uncropped and unedited.