Drying on-the-vine Hydrangea
Flowers turns to seed
Perennial preparation for
A season’s passing days.
NOTE: The pink, or blue, color of the Hydrangea is known to be controllable. See the following information: www.hydrangeashydrangeas.com/colorchange.html
Morning walks take me along this foot path between abandoned railroad tracks and a frontage road. The air has cooled, the ground is dry. Fallen berries signal the beginning of autumn. Soon the red berries will joined by red, orange, and yellow leaves.
Perspectives vary just as opinions vary. “Snow” evokes different feelings and moods. Children are barely able to remain in their seat when they see snowfall out a classroom window. Anticipation of heavy labor occupies the thoughts of many others. I usually see beauty, though admittedly this winter I’m growing weary of the accompanying COLD. This weekend we have a fresh five inches of glistening white, temporarily hiding the layers of crusted urban-soiled “old” snow.
One image here reveals the vastness of a desolate winter scene. Contrastingly, the bench and bleachers in the background remind the observer that at other times of the year this space activity fills this scene.
Dormant trees make interesting subjects, accentuated against their white background. The sprigs of new growth arising from the top of the mature limb mimics the stand of trees in the background. Repeating patterns complimenting each other and reinforcing the bareness of winter in the Midwest. The touch of sunlight colors the under limb providing a dash of warmth and hope for warmer days.
Chin up, weary winter friends who still, as I have a NEED to wear our boots. Look for fresh perspectives. Look up and down. Your images will be more imaginative and your outlook will stay “up”. March “should” go out like a lamb!