The Photo Odyssey continues, with a paltry semblance of Nature.
How leaves sleep.
(I particularly like this one because it feels like I'm sharing something secret and intimate, even though it's really just a leaf sitting on another leaf, partially hidden by a third leaf. Maybe it's the whole kinky interspecies thing: Garden Fever!)
A rose is a rose is a photo.
(At least, I think it's a rose. I'm... botanically challenged.)
A more bashful rose, or roselike thingy.
I'm sorry, the lawn officer has just stepped out. Please take a seat and he will be with you momentarily.