Here along the front range, the rising Rockies tower over the flatness of the plains. There are two extremes here, as the planes abruptly become the mountains, and the weather sometimes reflects that. Above all, however, it is timelessly beautiful.
Growing out of the prairies of Kansas, these flowers stand like sentries, waiting for a future time when they are accepted everywhere.
As a photographer, one thing I like to do, when I have the opportunity, is to flirt with the lines between foreground and background. In this case, there were small windows along the underground passages at Monticello that allowed a view into the main gardens. One of htem had blooming flowers outside, providing the perfect contrast of light, dark, foreground, background.