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Wishing and hoping for spring. I lost 10,000 plus images from my Mac, it was my error. I spent many hours of the past few months devising a way to free those lost images, tonight I hit gold, enjoy.
They may have small flowers, but I find Lobelia really useful in providing a colourful background for petunias in hanging baskets and pots.
Spring is one of the four temperate seasons, the transition period between winter and summer. Spring and "springtime" refer to the season, and broadly to ideas of rebirth, renewal and regrowth.
It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!
~Mark Twain
With temperatures reaching 60's today..the first time since Novemeber...I am sure the fever will have us longing for scenes like this!
Have a great week!
Sunshine has been a bit scarce in Western Washington so today was a chance to get out and soak it up!
A favorite lane in Gig Harbor, WA.
A melodia poderia até ser a Valsa da primavera, mas sua melancolia combinava com seu estado de espírito.
Rodopiando lentamente, abraçada com seu vestido, ela dançou por um bom tempo. Se deixando flutuar com a doce melodia que invadia seu peito e lentamente a consolava, como que curando as feridas de seu peito, como flores que nascem no inverno, novamente um pouco de alegria nascia no gelado coração que se resguardava em seu peito.
Spring officially begins today as the vernal equinox occurs in the Northern Hemisphere at 1:32 (eastern time).
...bring it on.
We're Here: Spring
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Strobist: SB-700 speedlight slightly in front of subject, on low stand camera left; Yongnuo 560 II on flowerpot, behind plant, camera right. Triggered by on camera flash set to minimum. Secluded garden so neighbours don't see you as a horrible parody of Lara Croft - essential.
Spring has sprung
The grass has ris
I wonder where the birdies is?
Some say the bird is on the wing
But that's absurd because
The wing is on the bird.
A melodia poderia até ser a Valsa da primavera, mas sua melancolia combinava com seu estado de espírito.
Rodopiando lentamente, abraçada com seu vestido, ela dançou por um bom tempo. Se deixando flutuar com a doce melodia que invadia seu peito e lentamente a consolava, como que curando as feridas de seu peito, como flores que nascem no inverno, novamente um pouco de alegria nascia no gelado coração que se resguardava em seu peito.
I am hoping for a return to Spring Grove in the Autumn to get a more colorful view. Many old trees and a lot of greenery now.
The scene you see here is probably covered with cicadas or will be soon. Brood X has arrived in the Cincinnati Area.
SPRING.
This portrait is very close to my heart. I didn’t photograph anything personal since my grandmother passed away in August of 2015. I stopped writing, started doing more of commercial work to divert my pain. In short, I felt nothing.
But you have to start somewhere and get on with your life. Our pain is our pain, and the only thing we really can learn to do is to get better at transforming pain, versus actually creating a life where we never experience pain.
This photograph like Spring, is a new beginning, a new series, a transformation that I’m going through. This one is for you Badi Ammi.
And thank you, Palki.
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