Daisies

Growing up in the Adirondacks held many hidden stories for me and my two younger brothers. The mysteries were intriguing as we came across old dilapidated sheds among midst of the mountains. Occasionally, something worth nothing seen by a child was a moment of discovery and embellished each new discovery. The juxtaposition of the brilliant beautiful summer yellow daisies and the old fallen and cobwebbed shed spoke to me in the most beautiful manner…new life.