Category Archives: Flowers

rose riches

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This rose makes me smile every time I look at it: such soft petals and yet depth of colour.  It's blooming in a neighbour's garden, one that I pass by when I walk the dog, and there's just no way I can  pass by without bending down and drawing in its rich fragrance, as rich in fragrance as it is in colour.

Yesterday I took a photo and this morning its been my delight to play with the image and present it as a piece of photo art. I hope you can almost smell the fragrance, and sense the velvet softness of the petals.  I sure can!

daily gifts

nasturtiums on the counter top (click image for a larger view)

Every day the garden needs water. And every day the garden responds,  offering me the gift of its flowers.

Its gifts— nasturtiums, sweet peas, snapdragons— are  multiplied as I arrange little bouquets that sit on the counters and on the table tops; as I photograph the arrangements;  and then as I 'play' with the photos  and take delight in details and nuances of colour and light while processing them and preparing them for sharing.

Thanks for stopping by my photo blog and enjoying some of the things I see... And let me know what you like to see and share.

transformation…

This sight stopped me in my tracks today:  pink honeysuckle climbing and blooming all the way up an anchor cable of a power pole. Sunlit against the shadows and fir trees, with fragments of blue sky  visible through the spaces— the beauty and colour invited standing at the roadside, looking, and capturing a photo (or three).

So often honeysuckle clings to the trunk of a tree, choking its life from it, but this one's found a place to thrive and bloom, doing no harm at all. And it has transformed the harsh hard lines of the anchor cable into a striking beauty.

huckleberry buds

A lattice of huckleberry twigs and buds: click image for a larger view

Maybe because we've waited so long for spring this year,  or maybe its just that these wonders are more precious with each passing year, but surely the delicate beauty of the huckleberry buds opening has never been quite so breathtakingly beautiful to me.