Some days are just built for a camera. I spent a March morning at Gibbs Gardens with my parents — cherry blossoms just starting to let go, tulip beds in reds and oranges and pale pinks, and a daffodil field so wide it's hard to photograph all of it in one frame.

The daffodil field alone was worth the trip, vivid yellow running out further than the lens could hold in one shot. A single red tulip, shot macro against a dark background, turned into something closer to a studio still life than a garden snapshot. Overhead, the cherry blossom canopy caught a full backlit sunburst right as I looked up, the kind of light you can't schedule, only catch. And a bed of mixed tulips and pansies closed the morning out in every color the garden had to offer at once.

Days like this are exactly why fine art and nature work stay part of what I do, even alongside portraits.