With autumn coming in quick it is near time to put flower photo season to bed. Here is a late season Black-eyed Susan blossom demure before strong late afternoon light; strong contrast driving home the power of the photograph.
Understanding the uncertain fate of the honey bee, a lynchpin species for prolific pollination needed in a balanced ecosystem, I am beyond pleased to have them feast upon my Black-eyed Susan flowers in numbers. Oh, and they make joyous macro photo subjects, too.
Few scents infuse the soul with the richness of lilac. It’s delicious perfume is only matched by the beauty of its floral blossoms. This photograph combines the lilacs appeal to both our sense of sight and smell. It is a gateway to breath and meditation.
From moody wisteria macro photos, to old colleagues, to baseball blogs, to the ending of three of the biggest pop culture franchises of our generation, photographer Greg Molyneux bounces through a litany of thoughts. Come for the photographs and stay for the musings.
This entry is more than a macro photograph of the striking Bleeding Heart (Dicentra) plant and its beautiful heart shaped flowers. It is an exploration into the power and multifaceted nature of the human heart. For it is our hearts that is the powerhouse of the human condition.
A soft focus marco photograph of a lone Jane Magnolia blossom. Beset with whimsy and evoking the warm smiles of a welcomed dream, flowers bring about rebirth and new beginnings.
I’m having a pretty great Monday, you guys. I’m burning a welcomed vacation day sitting with my Mac at The Union Market & Gallery—a home away from home. Inches of rain fell this morning but now the south Jersey skies begin to clear. The soggy morning off soon turns to an afternoon of roller coasters […]
Flowers are but a bright spot in an otherwise darkening world. Acrimony, callousness, cynicism, and flagrant distrust envelope our better judgement as a plague. As corrosive distrust and patent injustice unfolds so too do the flowers. Impartial and ignorant to our schemes and machinations, spreading beauty with their grace. Too bad it not up to […]
Soft gold lingers. Midas’ hand set gently upon wine dark leaves. A ruddy remnant of the enchanted wood. The familiar maple stands firm. A trusted friend with a gift for listening. Relieved and uplifted at once you sit beneath its boughs. Evening light touches down on tired shoulders, lending patience, love, and support. Through a […]
I bought my home from my parents in October 2009. Built in 1993, my parents put in much work to cultivate a lovely yard through the years. Cue up yard work montage footage full of old clothes and dated hairstyle. And yes, I bought the house I grew up in. Under my ownership I have […]