One night I looked through the window of une petite boutique de fleurs in Paris. It was March of 2006. It had been a grey day and it was turning into a drizzly night. 
I thought it would be nice to retire some day and open a little floral shop like this.
Then my wife, Ilana, asked me if I really wanted to get up very, very early each morning to get the freshest flowers. 
Of course, I didn’t. 
Since then I’ve changed my career path from information design (see tbid.com) to fine art photography. And now that I’m semi-retired, I find myself scanning and editing flower pictures daily. 
La vie en rose.
Toby Braun utobia.tumblr.com

One night I looked through the window of une petite boutique de fleurs in Paris. It was March of 2006. It had been a grey day and it was turning into a drizzly night. 

I thought it would be nice to retire some day and open a little floral shop like this.

Then my wife, Ilana, asked me if I really wanted to get up very, very early each morning to get the freshest flowers. 

Of course, I didn’t. 

Since then I’ve changed my career path from information design (see tbid.com) to fine art photography. And now that I’m semi-retired, I find myself scanning and editing flower pictures daily. 

La vie en rose.

Toby Braun
utobia.tumblr.com