Photography was becoming very addictive

After months inside various dance hall, fighting the humidity of smoke filled hall. I started to look at the outside again, spring was unfolding and nature offered new subjects. Flowers were beginning to bloom, there were more colours in nature, than the dance halls could produce.
Photography was becoming very addictive, a longer lens, a close up lens and filters, I had become an addict.
My camera bag was getting heavier, I had all the syringes for my fix or should I say gadgets.
What was nice and still is nice is giving family and friends a photo of a floral shot as a gift.
Especially when you go into their homes, and seeing it hanging in a place of pride after many years.