Crocuses

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These crocuses were really tiny, a few centimeters may be. I used a simple 70 mm lens but enhanced the whole image in Photoshop CS4 afterwards. Several hours of work to get the results I wanted (better focus & details, better colors, better framing...).

 

There is no specific meaning in this image. The main thing I wanted to express when I took the photos is the way fragile little things can appear big and strong sometimes, and beautiful of course. A modest ode to Mother Nature.

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To Life

 

A poem by Peter S. Quinn

 

I love the tiny little flowers

Those that come freshly in spring

In the stunning newly hours

That newborn summer bring

 

In their colors white and yellow

The little seedlings in the snow

With their rising saying hello

Like first of sunrise glow

 

I love every little bouquet

That grows in the garden’s bed

And I don’t winter regret

With its snowy wingspread

 

Or its darkness in icy cold

That nothing will give to wake

And no touch of love can hold

By moonlight at the lake

 

I love all the little crocuses

That shall bring new Ester in

When early spring focuses

On its shading tints spin

 

With each newly growth of living

That dances in freshly gust

The earth is again giving

To life in new robust

Done