Whispers Before the Wind - III

 

 

Whispers Before the Wind - II

A few days ago, I came across a field of fluffy dandelions - and my obsession with them began.

Up close, they looked less like weeds -  and more like a tiny world suspended in silence. These seed heads were full of character—fragile, stubborn, and dreamlike. 

 

Northern Utah In Transition

The darkening sky and the last traces of snow felt like two seasons holding the landscape at once — spring below, winter still lingering above.

Whispers Before the Wind - I

Fragility and strength. Standing tall in the shadows, waiting for the wind to decide.