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...Just before Spring and the fourth time this winter. Evening sunset glow through the trees in the background.
* Canon EOS M50 camera
* Tokina RMC 50-200mm f/3.5-4.5 lens
* Fotasy FD/FL-EOSM lens adapter.
Photo taken August 2019 in Alaska with a Panasonic LX7 digital camera then post processed with GIMP 2.10.
Granddaughter Phoebe taking photos for the school photographic competition. The subject ‘A Splash of Colour’. These beautiful pansies are just part of the enormous arches over the main entrance to Victoria Park, Southport, the home of the Southport Flower Show.
Had a wonderful day at the Tesselar Tulip Festival with the Famous Flickr Five+ today and the weather gods shined upon us. After a week of flooding rains we had clear skies and sunshine and rows and rows of colourful tulips!
You can see more of my tulip captures here:
Difficult for me to comprehend the transformation of my yard in the past week or so. Where a short time ago there was light and air, it's now a dense overgrowth of verdant plant life. It's such a sudden distortion of reality. Trees, bushes, weeds, ivy (much of it of the poisonous variety) have gained the upper hand in my yard defense system. I worked valiantly in early spring to cut back the budding vegetation in hopes of maintaining some open space. And for a while it seemed I had conquered Mother Nature. But she bested me as she always does. I've been squeezed out once again, left to occupy an ever decreasing patch of mowed grass. The square footage just a fraction of where it started. There are literally sections of the yard that are completely off limits to me now, at least until winter. Unreachable absent massive labor to cut my way through the tangle. And to what end? I figure I'll let this go for now and pick some other battle. While doing some maintenance work on the side of my house over the weekend, I came upon vines that had literally attached themselves to the structure. In just a few short weeks they had crept insidiously up toward first floor windows. This is where I made my stand, ripping the vines away and pulling them from the ground. I've ceded the yard, but I can't let them take my house. But I know they'll grow back. No time to let down my guard.
From my garden. Dahlias are my passion this summer. I have yet to find my perfect bloom, as inspired by a very talented photographer who I follow, but I'm enjoy exploring them in the early hours of the day.
My early unforgettable years I lived them
Close to the sea,
There by the shallow and calm sea,
There by the open and boundless sea.
And every time that my budding, early life
Comes back to me,
And I see the dreams and hear the voices
Of my early life there by the sea,
You, oh my heart, feel the same old yearning:
If I could live again,
Close to the shallow and calm sea,
There by the open and boundless sea.
Was it really my destiny, was it my fortune,
I haven't met another
A sea within me as shallow as a lake,
And like an ocean boundless and big.
And, lo! In my sleep a dream brought her
Close again to me,
The same there shallow and calm sea,
The same there boundless and open sea.
Yet, thrice be alas! A grief was poisoning me,
A powerful grief,
A grief that you did not lighten, my dream
Of my great early love, my home by the sea.
What storm, I wonder, was raging in me,
And what whirlwind,
That couldn't put it to rest, or lull it to sleep
My wonderful dream of my home by the sea.
A grief that is unspoken, an unexplained grief,
A powerful grief,
A grief not quenched even within the paradise
Of our early life close to the boundless sea.
MIA PIKRA (GRIEF) from Heartaches of the Lagoon By Kostis Palamas
Η πίκρα
Τὰ πρῶτα μου χρόνια τ᾿ ἀξέχαστα τἄζησα
κοντὰ στ᾿ ἀκρογιάλι,
στὴ θάλασσα ἐκεῖ τὴ ρηχὴ καὶ τὴν ἥμερη,
στὴ θάλασσα ἐκεῖ τὴν πλατιά, τὴ μεγάλη.
Καὶ κάθε φορὰ ποὺ μπροστά μου ἡ πρωτάνθιστη
ζωούλα προβάλλει,
καὶ βλέπω τὰ ὀνείρατα κι ἀκούω τὰ μιλήματα
τῶν πρώτων μου χρόνων κοντὰ στὸ ἀκρογιάλι,
στενάζεις καρδιά μου τὸ ἴδιο ἀναστέναγμα:
Νὰ ζοῦσα καὶ πάλι
στὴ θάλασσα ἐκεῖ τὴ ρηχὴ καὶ τὴν ἥμερη,
στὴ θάλασσα ἐκεῖ τὴν πλατιά, τὴ μεγάλη.
Μιὰ μένα εἶναι ἡ μοίρα μου, μιὰ μένα εἶν᾿ ἡ χάρη μου,
δὲν γνώρισα κι ἄλλη:
Μιὰ θάλασσα μέσα μου σὰ λίμνη γλυκόστρωτη
καὶ σὰν ὠκιανός ἀνοιχτὴ καὶ μεγάλη.
Καὶ νά! μέσ᾿ στὸν ὕπνο μου τὴν ἔφερε τ᾿ ὄνειρο
κοντά μου καὶ πάλι
τὴ θάλασσα ἐκεῖ τὴ ρηχὴ καὶ τὴν ἥμερη,
τὴ θάλασσα ἐκεῖ τὴν πλατιά, τὴ μεγάλη.
Κι ἐμέ, τρισαλίμονο! μιὰ πίκρα μὲ πίκραινε,
μιὰ πίκρα μεγάλη,
καὶ δὲ μοῦ τὴ γλύκαινες πανώριο ξαγνάντεμα
τῆς πρώτης λαχτάρας μου, καλό μου ἀκρογιάλι!
Ποιὰ τάχα φουρτούνα φουρτούνιαζε μέσα μου
καὶ ποιὰ ἀνεμοζάλη,
ποὺ δὲ μοῦ τὴν κοίμιζες καὶ δὲν τὴν ἀνάπαυες,
πανώριο ξαγνάντεμα κοντὰ στ᾿ ἀκρογιάλι;
Μιὰ πίκρα εἶν᾿ ἀμίλητη, μιὰ πίκρα εἶν᾿ ἀξήγητη,
μιὰ πίκρα μεγάλη,
ἡ πίκρα ποὺ εἶν᾿ ἄσβηστη καὶ μέσ᾿ τὸν παράδεισο
τῶν πρώτων μας χρόνων κοντὰ στὸ ἀκρογιάλι.
Καημοὶ τῆς Λιμνοθάλασσας, 1912
In the morning. Entire cluster is only about 3/16" or about 4mm wide. Ok, I bored and not much to do:) Just a few photos of the new extremely tiny buds just starting to show on our red bud tree. Had a very hard time hand holding with these overhead so not the sharpest, hoping for better ones as they continue to bud. Storms coming next couple of days.
Shot at Nandi Hills on a Weekend trip, as you can see the bud and in the background a full grown flower hanging.
Enjoy it in large view.