A white dahlia today. So gorgeous.
Tag: garden
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We went on an excursion today and I found more flowers. You can only imagine how happy that made me!
This one, a dahlia, was full of very little bugs. If you can zoom in, see how many you can find.
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I think these are my favourite flowers. Simple, delicate, beautiful.
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‘The earth laughs in flowers’ said Ralph Waldo Emerson some time ago.
Does it still?
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Texture + Colour + Shape = Beauty
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There is a ‘prettyish kind of a little wilderness on one side of [the city]’. It’s a most unexpected sight, but really quite delightful.
With thanks to Jane Austen for the inspiration.
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Walking through a rainforest over Easter was good for my soul.
So was capturing this moment of beauty.
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The flower’s head droops.
Its petals weighty
with age
and fragile beauty.
Captured.
Its age
and fragile beauty
linger.
This is the final in my seven-day series of posts featuring flowers.
I love taking photos of flowers. There are challenges to photographing flowers. I think carefully about the story I want to tell through the image – usually one of fragility or subtlety or beauty; how much of the flower I want to capture; the angle I will shoot at (eye-level with the camera, or from on-high, or perhaps down low, or from the back …); the part of the flower to focus on; how to shade/light the flower to accentuate its core characteristics … and much (much) more.
The challenges, as well as the technical elements and the processing decisions, keep it interesting for me.
I hope this little series has allowed you to see flowers anew – in all their fragile, subtle beauty. Perhaps it has also inspired you to get your camera out, seek out a flower or two, and make some technical and aesthetic decisions of your own.
If it has, please feel free to share your images with me – I love to see how others interpret/represent the flowers around them.
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Imagine a morning.
The sky is blue and wide
and the breeze is wistful
and perfumed.
We wander under the canopy of the rainforest,
And then out into the light.
And flowers.
Musings from the cold 