Floral Photo Gallery

I've never known what it is about flowers. But big or small, in fields or as single blooms, I find them an endless inspiration.

I was a bit early out scouting for wildflowers this year but on my way back to the car I came across this gem.
I love spring time and I\'m a sucker for a yellow flower. The closer the better!
This flower from my Grandfather's garden holds a special place in my heart. I shot it with the help of my father while in the UK attending my Grandfather's funeral.
The sky lights up over the Wasatch Crest. The record snow pack from last season resulted is mountain sides full of healthy wildflowers.
I found this flower blooming in late fall outside Zion. When the rest of the spring and summer flowers had long gone for the season it was a joy to see.
Gap light illuminates Devil\'s Castle in the Wasatch mountains.
It really is amazing what you can find by the side of the road at sunset!
I found this fellow taking it easy in my garden one early morning. It must have been a bit too cool for him to be in any hurry.
I thought the colors of the Indian Paint Brush and tendrils of the Yucca made a wonderful contrast.
Detail shot of one of the poppies that pop up in my backyard every year.
After a record setting snowfall this year the Wasatch mountains in Utah are showing a color and intensity rarely seen.
Sun burst caught amidst the trees on the Wasatch Crest.
The Allium is such a pretty flower with a stalk 18" high and a flower a bit bigger than a baseball. It offers so many oppurtunities for photographing.
Semi-lost in a Southern Utah desert, I stumbled across this flower.
A predawn springtime look east from around 10,000 in the Wasatch back country.
Although they aren't that fragrant, these are some of the most gorgeous blooms I've seen. Especially after a brief little storm burst has left them with water droplets catching the light.
Even deep in the canyon country these hearty blossoms can be found. One of my favorite flowers.
The wildflowers in the Wasatch this spring were knee to waist high. Which drew me up there at every spare moment.
Detail of one of my garden flowers.