Tag: bokeh
Dockside
What is about ropes? Especially the old ones. The thicker and more worn the better. What are the stories it keeps wound tight in its faded brains stretched across time?
On Peonies
Peonies are synonymous with the ephemeral nature of spring. Full of anticipation. Here for a moment; gone in an instant. Only to cycle back around next year. Certainly with more lessons to teach us.
Make It Home
Seek inspiration in all places. Be present, and set yourself up for success. For far too long I neglected creating a proper workspace. Worse yet is I had he time and resources to change it. Of course the best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago, and the second best time is today.…
Hi, Biscus
It is 31 December and I am out of days. It looks like this will be the last backlog photograph I get to post in 2023. So let’s roll back to 5 September and my backyard hibiscus. Not a ton of floral macro work this year, so it feels good to close out the year…
A Look Back
Accountability check: I’m trying to dust off my photography hobby. I’ve made some photographs this summer, but have not brought it home via edits and blog posts. Here I am working through my backlog along with a brain dump of what I’ve been on about this summer.
Standard Orbit
The Longwood Gardens conservatory is a sight to behold. The crowning jewel atop acres of grounds fit for any court. It is here I encountered the majestic hanging baskets bursting with hydrangea paced about 20 feet apart. An orbital welcome, a floral chandelier guiding me about this aged, overground manse.
Ground Level
A springtime visit to Longwood Gardens with close friends is good for the soul. Spring season flowers were in bloom, and the late day golden hour sun danced upon the flower buds. An ideal mix for ground level photographs.
The Worn One
Observing the lifecycle of flowers—from bloom to doom—sets the mind thinking to our own aging arc. At middle age the flower of my youth is long gone making all this time alone more intense and frightening.
World Between Worlds
Caterpillars can set a mind to thinking. Imagine knowing such a profound metamorphosis would soon set upon you? How would that change your life and your perspective?