By evening’s light

insect in flight

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.

William Wordsworth, ‘Ode: Intimations of Immortality’ (1807)

All of these images were taken in my garden yesterday evening.

bee taking off

bumble bee

Serendipitous bumble bee

Bumble bee in flight.

One of my faults as a photographer is my workflow management.  I snap away, loving the moment, upload a host of shots, pick the best one of the day and leave the rest to languish, neglected on my hard drive.  But sometimes I happen across a rejected shot and find I like it.  Perhaps such happy accidents make the chaos worthwhile.  Anyway, this afternoon I happened across this forgotten shot from the Spring, and I was glad.

Do you live, like me, in a state of photographic disorder, or are your files neatly honed, indexed, and double backed up?