Eryngium, 6.4.26 (Bath, England)

patricia emerson mitchell photography
the way I see the world
While I’ve certainly taken a large number of flora photographs, it’s been quite some time since I’ve printed new cards or put together a card collection. Recently, though, I’ve been looking at some past boxes and I’m thinking some should be retired: I’ve sold very few in the past few years (really since Covid struck). I think it’s time to put new boxes together.
Today I did just that … well, one box, anyway. Some of the images are from 2026, but I have to admit some are older. But they all work and there you go. (And yes, I had to update this as there are MORE that are from earlier: I initially wrote that just two were not from 2026.)
Let me introduce you to the 2026 Papaver cards. These particular images are from the smallest box size (5.5 x 4.25) and are $26 plus tax (unless you are from out of state) per box. (I have yet to raise prices, but that may have to change, considering the cost of paper these days.)








I hadn’t been to the San Jose Municipal Rose Garden in eons, so I decided today was the day. In the past I’ve called it my “happy place”. While I did enjoy myself today, I can’t say I felt the same joy I used to feel. I suppose it’s just that things change … it’s no huge deal, but I was just surprised. I was also suprised by my sore feet by the time I got home. 7.3 miles didn’t used to be a big deal. Again, things change ….
Still, it was nice to see the roses. Many seem as if they might have a disease or something (lots of splotches on some), but maybe it’s just heat or something else. Some were definitely in need of some attention.
Below is my first shot. It is most definitely not my best (I would have preferred the water drops be in better focus), but I just wanted to do a First Shot image to begin with. The water drops are from the sprinklers, I’m sure. A man who was enjoying the roses pointed out another section of roses to say I would enjoy the beautiful dewdrops on them. I didn’t want to spoil his experience but, again, they were from the sprinklers. Somehow that doesn’t sound nearly as special. So it goes.
