Dad's lupins

My father loved lupins. When I was quite small, like age six, in the
late 1950s, he started tying ribbons around different colours of
flowers in order to harvest the seeds a couple of months later. He
would keep labelled envelopes of seeds in the basement for the
following year, in order to start the process over again. By the time
I took this picture, in July 1991, he was eighty years old and not
especially interested in keeping and sowing seeds of certain colours.
But his garden of flowers continued, and the lupins especially
continued to reseed by themselves. His garden was florid for at least
a decade after his death in the late 1990s, primarily lupins, but with
a half-dozen other species of his favourites.

About ten years ago, the land he had gardened on was taken over by
developers, and nowadays a paved road goes through this spot. Just
the same, I have seen some of his flowers growing in the gravel
alongside the pavement.

This was Fuji RVP (Velvia) slide film, shot in my Flexo, on a foggy,
wet day, looking up my father's path.