110/365 Red geraniums

I always think of Dad when I see geraniums, especially deep red ones.

For as long as I can remember, Dad has included red geraniums in his annual flower planting. They're lovely, and they bloom all summer long. And for the rest of my life, I'll always associate them with him.

One thing I find a little surprising, or interesting, about geraniums, is that for such a pretty flower, they don't have the prettiest smell.

I suppose the same could be said for lilies. Perhaps it's a defense mechanism?

Ooh, boy, we could get into some lengthy metaphors with that line, couldn't we? I'll leave that alone for now.

Camera: Canon 40D with 60mm macro lens, 1/125s, f/5.6 at ISO 320 at about 7:15 p.m.