She was too tied up in tomatoes.

Whatever you want.

She's learning to see the background.

She had nothing to do with it.

She could do everything better except spell.

Even the camera sweat and squinted.

She had a mind to throw it away.

They are planted in her purse.

Nashville was too hot.

Her head is full.

Laughter is a good thing.

Taking pictures changed everything.

Ego is a warning sign, not a bouquet of flowers.

There is some natural light from the window.

She didn't need more.

She crossed her fingers.

She looked like an ad in Good Housekeeping.

What she did for her summer vacation.

We laughed.

She's not quite as interested.

The shots of lavender were flat as road kill.

The onions were a dollar each.

Some decisive moment or another.

Let's pretend.

She was tired of the routine.

There seems to be a hole in the bottom where the color runs out.

They are quiet, still.

She carried it back to the car.

Remembering the smell of carnations.

Here it is nearly tourist season.