I walk past these lovely crocuses on my way to work and I just had to stop and take a photo of them. They’re so delicate and so colourful after the drabness of winter.
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I went out into the garden yesterday to take some photos of the Moon as it was a lovely clear sunny day. As I turned round to go back into the house, a flash of colour caught my eye, and there in the middle of the lawn was a crowd of mauve crocuses!
I was so pleased to see them! I don’t remember them from last year, but I think what happened was that the birds had sabotaged them by pecking them to pieces before I had a chance to see them.
Of course, with my camera already in my hand, I had to take some photos of them!
I’ve really been enjoying photographing Spring flowers. There seem to have been more of them this year than I’ve noticed before. I wonder if that’s because they’re fighting back after such a long, cold winter, or if I just haven’t noticed them before!
First of all there were snowdrops, then crocuses, then daffodils and hellebores and polyanthus. I’ve been really looking forward to the arrival of tulips. They’re so beautiful. They’re tall and elegant, and are so intricate inside.
But they haven’t arrived yet! Everything’s late this year after the cold winter. I’ve been walking around looking for them in garden borders near the pavement, I’ve been to the park, but none there. I’ve been to several flower shops and not found what I’m looking for. So when I was as a friend’s house and saw some yellow tulips in a vase, I had to take a photo! Aren’t they beautiful? What a wonderful creative work of art they are!
I’ve been enjoying taking photos of the Spring flowers as they appear. Snowdrops, crocuses, hellebores. But not daffodils. I don’t enjoy photographing them! They’re very deceptive. They look so pretty dancing about in the breeze in their ballet skirts, but when I point a camera at them, they metamorphose into weird monsters! No matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to get a decent daffodil shot!
I keep trying. I’ve got quite a few in my garden, and there are a lot in the grass verge in my village. But it’s no good. Every time I come home hopeful that this time I will have captured the beauty and happiness of a bright yellow trumpet surrounded by a cream or yellow skirt, I’m disappointed and have to delete them all!
When I was pointing my camera at some daffodils in a local garden I was visiting, I saw a big bee dive deep into a trumpet. He must have been very busy collecting pollen, because he stayed long enough for me to get a shot of him with his head deep inside the flower and his bottom sticking out!
So here it is, my daffodil shot for 2010!!
I love it when Spring flowers start to appear. Snowdrops, crocuses and daffodils. They signal the begining of the end of winter and the start of a new year of life as the earth wakes up and begins to blossom.
I love all three of them. Snowdrops are delicate and lovely with their pure white ballet skirts opening out so that they can dance in the breeze. Daffodils too have ballet skirts surrounding their trumpets with which they herald the arrival of new life and the coming year of expectation.
But my favourite of the three is the crocus. I love their shape, their variety of colour and their bright orangey-yellow stamen that crinkle and wiggle as they reach up to be seen when the petals open up. Crocuses come in all sorts of colours – cream, yellow, white, mauve, purple and stripey ones. I love them all, but my favourites are the mauve and purple ones, which of course is to be expected as they’re my favourite colours.
Usually after snowdrops, I get a brief glimpse of a few crocuses and then it’s straight on to daffodils. This year is different. I’ve seen loads of beautiful crocuses. The spindly ones in my garden didn’t last long, presumably falling victim to bird attacks. So when I went for a walk in the park, I was amazed to find large drifts of strong healthy crocus cups spreading up the bank under some of the trees. It was a photographer’s paradise!
I wonder if there are more crocuses about this year, or if they’ve always been there and I’ve never noticed them before.
I love snowdrops. They’re a sign of hope and new life and the promise of Spring after the Winter, which this year has been long and cold and very snowy! I love the way they peep through the snow even when it’s quite deep. Their persistence and determination to reach up and out of their snowy bed into the light is quite profound. That’s what we sometimes need to do if life has got difficult and is holding us down. Like the snowdrop, we need to focus on our goal and aim for it with all our strength and determination.
Here’s one of my snowdrop photos. They’re so delicate and beautiful, and I hope they’ll encourage anyone who needs a bit of help and strength to dig themselves out of a difficult place into the light and the sunshine.
It’s the first day of Spring today!
It’s been trying to turn into Spring for a while now – one lovely sunny day, and then back to winter again. But now it’s official.
Snowdrops came out when there was snow on the ground, but now it’s the turn of beautiful purple and mauve and yellow crocuses and lovely golden daffodils dancing in the breeze. Buds and catkins are appearing, and brown winter trees are sprouting new green leaves. There are lots lovely trees bursting with with blossom, some pink ones and some white ones.
Hellebores put an appearance in early in the year. I’ve got purple ones and lime green ones in my garden. They’re one of my favourite flowers. I first discovered them when I did flower arranging classes, and loved them so much that I’ve always tried to have some in my garden ever since.
What a lovely day it’s been today. I had the day off and met my friend for lunch. We live about 20 miles apart, and we meet up in a town halfway. I had a ten mile drive to get there and it was glorious. The sun was shining and it was very warm. There were daffodils everywhere, and trees full of blossom, some white and some pink. I drove through pretty little villages and open countryside with lovely scenery.
I’ve known my friend for a long time, since we first started school together. I love chatting to her because she knows and understands me and she was there in my childhood. There are lots of things we can remember together, and sometimes she will remind me of something that I’ve forgotten, and she’ll even tell me things from my childhood that I didn’t know! Things that she had noticed herself. What a blessing to have a friend like that. She’s very wise and it’s a joy to chat to her. She gives me very good advice that I try to follow because I know she’s right. I will look forward to our next meeting.
I hope that the lovely sunny Spring weather is here to stay. The world is so much brighter when it’s warm and sunny.
After a long cold snowy frosty icy foggy winter, I can feel Spring in the air at last! There are lots of snowdrops around and beautiful purple and yellow crocuses. I haven’t seen any daffodil flowers yet, but their spikes are shooting up through the ground and their yellow buds are fattening. I’ve got some lovely bright lime green helebore flowers in the garden, and when I wake up in the morning, I can hear birds singing. It feels warmer, and the sun sometimes shines. And there’s a special feeling in the air. You really can feel Spring in the air. I don’t know how it happens, but I can definately feel it.
I’m looking forward to the time when gardens are full of beautiful colourful flowers again, and I’ll be able to take photos of them. That’s one of things I love doing with my photography. Preserving the fleeting beauty of wonderfully created flowers. I can look at my photos any time I want to, so in the middle of the winter, I can enjoy images of flowers from past summers. The latest photo that I’ve added to my Flickr photostream is a lovely bright photo of some pinky/mauve daisies that I’ve added a texture to.
I’ve missed posting for a few days. That’s because I haven’t been feeling very well. I’ve been aching all over with a cold and a sore throat and hurting glands. I think I’m a bit better today, but not regained my strength or cheerfulness yet. Life can be a struggle at the best of times, but when you’re not feeling well it’s like having to climb up a huge hill. Even preparing food can be too much of a challenge, and that’s not good if you’re ill anyway and need to eat to get enough strength to get better.
The predicted mild week disintegrated after two days and we returned to fog and frost. I can see a little bit of sunshine today, so maybe spring won’t be too far away. It would be good to see the earth begin to burst into new life bringing hope with it.