Post processing: a slight curves adjustment in Photoshop CC.
Signs of Spring was shot in diffused light in between rain showers; – April showers bring May flowers -. I used a shallow depth of field to achieve a more abstract composition. I made the shadowed areas less in focus to give a more quizzical appearance of the flower.
Can you guess what the rain drops fell on? I’ll give you a hint – they are some of the first signs of Spring on the North East Coast and provide much-needed color to dull, early Spring landscapes.
To see this image in black and white visit Monochromia, a black and white photo blog I proudly, yet humbly, contribute to every Thursday.
I’d love to hear which you prefer – the monochromatic image or the color image.
“If I had my life to live over again, I would ask that not a thing be changed, but that my eyes be opened wider.” – Jules Renard
Rising Up to Brighter Days
Rising Up to Brighter Days in Black and White
(Black and white flowers may not demonstrate the cheer and hope that colorful flowers do, but, I loved this image in black and white. Many, many years ago, black and white would have been the only option to present this image and I believe it would have had the same meaning – Rising Up.)
As today is the first day of Spring I feel myself rising up out of the winter doldrums. The days are getting longer, the sun, when it shines, is shining brighter. I am longing for warmer days and more sunshine. As the tulip in the image is rising up toward the sunlight, my spirits are rising in hope that soon, warmer, brighter days will be here to stay for a while. Let’s all open our eyes wide so that the senses will be reawaken in the days to come – with birds chirping, flowers blooming, grass growing, and children laughing.
“Many of us spend our whole lives running from feeling with the mistaken belief that you cannot bear the pain. But you have already borne the pain. What you have not done is feel all that you are beyond that pain.” – Bartholomew
The Rhododendron Blooms
Don’t be afraid to let yourself feel.
Feel love, give love, and accept love, when you have the opportunity. Don’t let the special moments pass you by because of a fear of emotional pain. You will gain much more than you will lose.
“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
Spring fever. I have always had a “feeling” as Winter leaves and Spring approaches. I suppose it is a feeling of hope, renewal, joy, a freshness of heart. I, like Mark Twain, cannot pin point it, but it’s there. Just a feeling…..and a desire. Maybe the desire is for renewal, for change, for something happy after the dark days of winter. The warm sun on my face, the flowers everywhere I look, the vibrant green grass, people around the neighborhood making appearances after being inside all winter, the buds on the trees – all things that make me smile. Perhaps that is the ache Twain speaks of – the ultimate desire for beauty, for happy people, for friends all around, for fresh smiles.
The blooms on the pear tree made me smile today. I love the white flowers and the way they invite one to step up close and breath them in.
Winter didn’t seem like winter this year. My family and I love snow. We love mountains, and we love to ski. This winter, however, there was no snow to speak of in our area of the Country. We managed to catch some powder out West, but we missed winter locally. No worries, however, I’m not complaining. I may have missed winter, but at the same time, the 50 degree weather was fabulous and not having to bundle up or wear snow boots on a daily basis was kind of nice too. Now that Spring is officially here, I think it is safe to say winter was lost this year.
Tonight’s image is from our recent trip to Steamboat, Colorado. You can see the warmth of the sun, yet see the reflection of the snow capped mountains. The former welcomes Spring, the later is a memory to hold onto until next year.
I hope I am not boring you with all of my daffodils. I just love them and they grace us with their presence for such a short period of time each year. I think this will be my last daffodil’s post, but there is no guarantee (In my opinion, that is the hardest word in the English dictionary to spell.). I hope you enjoy the texture and character of each daffodil posted below.