About two weeks ago, I visited Rutgers Gardens in New Jersey in search of butterflies to photograph. I was pleasantly surprised to find monarch butterflies still around. I went one day and returned the following, while the weather was still lovely. In the process of taking the photographs — wading through various weeds and who knows what — I was bitten by some bugs and probably also went into something that gave caused my skin to get an allergic reaction. I’ve been to a dermatologist twice since then, and the skin on my arms, legs, and back are still broken out in a itchy mess of a rash despite the topical medications and anti-histamines. I’ve had poison ivy in the past, and each time after starting medication I started to clear up. This, however, is not budging. Ugh!
On a good note, I like some of the photos. Were they worth this annoying, itchy rash? Right now, the jury is still out on that one. I am partial to the desaturated versions of some of the photos. While I certainly like vivid color, I find myself more attracted to the dreamy quality I see when the color is pushed back.