Tim and I set ourselves a challenge yesterday – find some flowers (or a single flower) and take a photo.
Simple, straightforward … or so it would seem. I had a shot in mind, but couldn’t find the flower I wanted, so had to make do with some tulips!
It wasn’t difficult!!
Lurking at the foot of a tree was this little delight. I couldn’t find any elves or woodland folk living under it though.
It seems ages since I’ve posted a photo … in fact, it’s been over a week. This was a flower I captured a few weekends ago, in the Castlemaine Botanic Garden. Do you know what kind of flower it is? If you know, could you write the name of the flower in the comments please?
My absence from blogging has been due to the amount of marking I’ve had to do over the past week or so. For those of you who don’t know, I’m a university lecturer and this semester, in addition to my new full-time job (which I started two weeks ago), I’m teaching a unit at a different university on facilitating engaging learning experiences.
I’ve come to recognise that my approach to marking is a dialogic one. I tend to comment on students’ ideas, or I ask questions of them, or I put forward an alternative perspective. I seek to affirm, yet challenge and extend students’ thinking, and that’s challenging because I also have to be nice – and that’s one of the things I find most difficult to be. One consequence of this approach is that marking takes ages! Markers are allocated about 20 minutes per paper for marking, but I often take an hour per paper – even longer when the ideas are trapped inside somewhat clumsy expression.
So that’s what’s been taking lots of my time and attention. Up at 6 most mornings, mark a paper or two before the hour-long commute to work, work, hour-long commute home, more marking. It’s an intellectually draining process and I find that I don’t have much headspace for other things. Getting my head around a new workplace, new colleagues, new relationships, new places and ways of storing information, new processes, new location, is difficult enough when that’s all that’s going on in your life. Marking on top of that means my head is well and truly full.
Except, that I have to keep some space free because my youngest daughter is getting married! In 13 days’ time. In Tasmania. There are so many decisions to be made, so many details to organise, so many conversations to have, so many others to consult … not being in Tasmania is making the whole thing a tad more difficult, but we’re on the phone to each other a few times a day, and sometimes late into the night, and that helps in terms of decision-making and keeping each other informed of what’s happening.
There’s a lot going on!
Robbing the flower of all its colour doesn’t rob it of its beauty – it just allows us to see differently. There’s a lesson in there I’m sure.
It’s like the sun shines from the inside.
I feel it’s time for a flower. This flower is actually pink, but playing around in post-processing I was able to give it a very different look.
From the archive (2011).
The beauty of nature up close.
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.
There’s beauty in the faded flower. And delicacy.
And a resilient core.
Remind you of anyone Sharon?
Musings from the cold 