A Few Columbines.

Yeah, it’s the Fourth of July, but the words are still stuck in a viscous slurry of resentment and rage.

So rather than embarrass myself with an ill-thought-out rant about what the fuck is wrong with our country on its 232nd birthday, here are a few pictures of lupines along the Bridge of Flowers.

It’s not quite nature photography, but it’s farther still from the tirade I’m sparing you from.

Just a bit of beauty to “take the edge off,” as it were.