My roses and peonies have bloomed in amazing glory. The colors are spectacular. I snapped some photos of the blooms this past weekend, right after a rain, and I was all prepared to post some beauty shots bursting with color and raindrops like this: And this:And this:But then I got to playing with them and realized that something cool happened when I took away the color and tinkered around with the black and white hues and light within the shots. Suddenly the photos became about texture, and honestly I like these best. They just pop, and the lines are incredibly appealing to me.Don't get me wrong. I would be disappointed to look out in my yard and see shades of gray. But in print, these make my heart sing. And as Martha would say, that's a very good thing.