“Rose is a rose is a rose.” — Gertrude Stein
I very rarely photograph roses. For some reason they appear somewhat ordinary to me, perhaps because they are so popular and are spoiled in my mind by the excessive symbolism accorded to them. But the rich color of this rose, and its exceptionally soft petals caught my eye.
Fleabane
These sweet flowers (fleabane, I think) seem like weeds, they thrive so effortlessly, springing up unexpectedly out of piles of rocks and cracks in people’s sidewalks . I was quite taken with this little gang. They were soaked from the rain but still wore their cheerful gaze on what was a very gray afternoon.
I am behind on my visits, but I’ll catch up soon! Thank you for your patience, and a big thank you, too, to all those who have stopped in recently for a visit here. I am so grateful for your time and feedback.
Quenched
I’d like to note that I did not modify the color of the flower through post-processing. The color is incredibly intense in real life.
“Let the rain kiss you…” (Langston Hughes)
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A few of these images are not as crisp as I would like, but I took all of them without any sort of support (tripod, monopod, etc.) , holding an umbrella in one hand and my camera in the other. If there is a hands-free umbrella (that flips up out of a back-back or something) made for photographers, I need to find it (or design it myself, if not), because I assume the most ridiculous postures trying to keep my camera lens dry in the rain. I was determined, though, to try to capture these beautiful little buds. Perhaps someone can help me identify them. These tiny light purple buds unfold into large clusters of pink tubes (rounded at the ends). I feel like it’s quite a common vine flower, but the name is escaping me and my efforts to google it are coming up with all the wrong images.
Damn! Where Are My Snake Boots When I Need Them?! (Part Three)
You’d think the vines from those windows yesterday could have reached out and yanked me right in. I think they did in a way. I can’t seem to pull myself away from this place!
Here are a few images of the outside and inside of what I suppose was the main barn. I can only imagine that a storm must have done the damage we see here.
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And again in color (except for #4 because it just doesn’t work in color), for comparison:
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Damn! Where Are My Snake Boots When I Need Them?! (Part Two)
Windows
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I’ll also include the images in color for comparison, although I prefer the black and white. The sun was blazing when I took these shots, and so the images in color appear washed out to me (but of course the colors ARE washed out in reality, so I guess the color images offer a more realistic version of these buildings. I didn’t have my daylight filter on hand at the time of this shoot, and so could only rely on exposure compensation, etc.
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There is something quite disconcerting and admirable, at the same time, about the force of the vine.
Damn! Where are my snake boots when I need them?! (Part One)
I came to a screeching stop when I caught a hint of this dilapidated gem off the road yesterday. I was in no way dressed for the adventure, but couldn’t pass up the chance to take some shots, which I’ll be posting over the next few days. Although it might not be clear from the images, there are three structures on this site–a large barn, a smaller building (a house, perhaps?) and a tiny shed, all clustered together. Fabulous vines and trees have taken over the property, devouring the buildings bit by bit, kindly sharing the premises with a small clan of ferrel cats.
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Mmmmm, Mushroom Biscuits
Thank you to everyone who has stopped by in the last couple of days. I’m so grateful for all of your words of support and encouragement. I’ve fallen terribly behind in my replies to comments and in my visits to all of your blogs. Plus I waited until yesterday to do my taxes. That was brilliant 😯 .
George, I’ll be over as soon as I can! I can’t wait! Care for a biscuit?
Lemony Shots 