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Zooming by…

roadside flowers

 

Sunlight, movement,  and flowers…or were they actually weeds? Do I care?

Not really. I enjoyed their late-summer, dried and near dead spent blooms (seed pods?) as they swayed in the wind along the farm fence-lines, as I zoomed by.

 

 


Smoke in the fields…

smoke in the distance

Smoke covered the fields. While the smoke was creating an interesting vista, the only clearly visible and somewhat strangely located item was a trailer parked in the field and seemingly abandoned. I also liked the line of power poles leading to the homes by the sea. I was glad I had my camera with me.


My favourite time of year again…

time of year

The Hydrangeas are out…Some people love the all white ones, some love the pretty sky blue ones or perhaps the all pink ones…but I like the muted, mixed-up, muddled looking ones as they go from full bloom to final fade…


Preparing for take off…

Monarch 3monarch 1 monarch 2

Sometimes you get to witness something special.

A monarch drying out its new wings and preparing for flight. Some, I understand, fly thousands of kilometres from North America to Mexico and back, while our New Zealand ones prefer to stay home!


It’s a new day…

same road new view

 

“Don’t you get bored photographing the same thing?” It was a question I was asked today. And I smiled. Yes, it is the same road that I travel almost every week, backward and forward. A road I know every well now. Travelling the same road along the coast for nearly an hour each way. But bored?…No! Every moment offers a new photo opportunity…different light, different weather, different time of day, different season, different focus, different mental state, different camera lens and settings…so many variables…so many opportunities to get that one image that is the elusive “one”.

So, yes, it may be the same old road. But for a million other reasons, it’s a new day…and a new photo.

That’s our role, isn’t it as artists…to look at the same old thing as if we are looking at it for the first time?


The romance of roses…is it dead?

red roses

As you know, I love roses. I love them even when they are dying, like these ones. There is something beautiful, yet slightly macabre about gorgeous red roses in their final stages of bloom.

Maybe it’s a cliché but roses really are like a metaphor for love in real life….first, the precious rose-bud like the thrill of new romantic love, then there is the full blown blooming gorgeousness of long-life-together-kind-of-love represented by roses in full bloom. Then, finally the graceful and bitter-sweet love found in appreciating something and thinking it beautiful through its final stages of life, while decaying and dying…somehow fragile yet still achingly beautiful. I am sure a poet wrote about it….


The romance of flowers

bouquet

Roses, berries, leaves, trailing things – my most favourite bouquet of flowers – a bit wild, very romantic and quite “messy”…..  perfect in my eyes! This bouquet was beautifully crafted just for me…how lucky I was!

It was so pretty, romantic and gorgeous that I just had to share it with you. Sadly all I have left are three dried roses and some photographs now.


Cliff top vista’s…

sugar loafs

The sea and sky merge in this image, one is barely able to see the difference, apart from some small islands in the distance. Apart from that, it is a cliff of green, and then endless pale blue sky and sea…magic! The two barrels a not so subtle hint of the area I am in…But, what is not to love – vineyards, grass, cliff top views, big sky and sea…a dramatic, romantic place.


Taking the mystery route….

path in trees

To the right of this path, if you were to glance to the right, is a large concrete pathway and beyond that is the blue, blue sea. But you don’t really notice these, as the large coastal trees and the winding leaf-strewn path through them distracts your attention away from the sea and into the forest of branches, greenery and birdsong. The path leading beyond where you can see, so you keep walking (or scootering!) to see what lies beyond the next corner…a mystery loved by young and old alike..


A sprinkle of diamonds…

morning dew

It was as if all the leaves on this  plant had been sprinkled with loose diamonds….the green leaves were all shimmery and glistening with tiny diamonds it seemed. I looked again and realised it was tiny droplets of rain making the diamond bright sparkles on the leaves, in the morning sunshine.


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