For me the garden is a place of sensory pleasures, and also a constant reminder about the cycles of life. It's so full of possibility and purpose: germinating, growing, blossoming, fruiting, setting seed, dying back, and nurturing the next generation.
Charmed by some of the stilled life that I saw on the ground or in the compost, I documented a bit of the "after party" in my garden -- focusing on what happens once the big event is over. I'm fascinated by the tattered finery, the unexpected "hookups", the lassitude, the quiet, the sense of transition.