I woke up this morning and wondered what to photograph... as I lay in bed I watched the morning bird’s flight out my window when I saw in the distance the bristled brushstrokes of purple. That! I must find that! I put on my running clothes and up the hill Eloise and I ascended until we found the purple tree off the path of a country road. Satisfied and with the sunshine on our faces we took a small and peculiar crooked road home steeply falling like Alice in Wonderland into another world. A glimpse for a moment of a world alive from a bustling spring.