Washington, Connecticut. I had just crossed a field of grass, Queen Anne’s lace, milkweed, daisies, and other assorted plant life when I noticed a bunch of daisies with clear space in front of them. The romantic mind thinks that this would be a good place to pick out a bouquet for the wife. The photo-nerd mind thinks that this would be a good place to set up the tripod for some dreamy daisies in bokeh shots. I got the shots.