Field, farm, garden.
Just a snapshot of September, mere moments in time, a changing time.
Color comes in so many forms at the end of Summer with so many photographic opportunities. I always look forward to the clean light of Fall, camera in hand. It is a time to reflect on the summer’s past and look forward to the whites and greys of winter.
The light is different in winter, being cooler than the warm light of Fall, but it too inspires an appreciation of what nature brings. But color is complex, in variety, description and meaning.
Field, soft and delicate scene with a little Asian Lady Beetle.
The air is different,
the sun rises and sets differently, both at time and intensity of hue. It is a time to get outside and experience the change in light, temperature and general ambiance of the days. Getting out gives you opportunity and time to clear your head, and think.
Garden – The insects are taking in the last the flowers have to offer. Lucky many blooms make a Fall meal for the insects.
It makes you appreciate the freedom to go where you want and when, the rights and liberties we all have in this country. So much can be looked at as the summer comes to an end and the landscape goes so gently brown.
Color can mean vividness, life, vitality. It also can overstate, and exaggerate. So what feeling does the color brown bring? Change.
Farm – Some flowers are ready to produce seed, others just start to bloom. It is a fine time in the gardens and fields.
Change causes reflection as you see life browning and dying. You feel the resting and peace over the landscape. Perfect quiet at this time of year to be heard, only if in the mind’s silence.
Farm – Many plants are in all stages of transformation.
It is so wonderful to have a voice in this country, one we can express, one we can share to the world if we choose.
I showed this week a memorial dedicated to 911 and with this, the memorial represented how average citizens came to aid, came to the call of duty, came to help those in dire need. It showed how we listened and how we were heard.
It celebrated the best of America, and the best Americans chose to give. It showed our true colors and proudly made one aware of the meaning of the Red, White and Blue.
It becomes so apparent how the choices we make daily seem so inconsequential to actions on a much grander scale. How we can be in a cocoon of safety and thought. But it also highlighted what happens when we choose to take action. Everything changes, no matter how hard we try to prevent it from doing so.
Garden – Some are still keeping the bees busy. Pumpkins are still being produced on the vine.
The garden and fields are in a transformation. A landscape of contradiction. Some of what we see is pretty and some is not. Some are blasting with color and some are not. Some show life and some do not. Color can impact or color can taint. Think of the context in which it is used and it takes on so many meanings.
Garden – The whites in the garden soothe the senses.
And colors of no color? Well, it depends if it is black or white. Each has different meaning and a sense hope for the future.
Garden – The rain heals a drought parched land.
The whites calm in the garden. The spirit calms as well.
Garden – Even with little holes made by hungry insects the still beautiful roses don’t even hint that the summer is coming to an end. These will be blooming in the first snow of the year.
White seems to soften the scene, to lighten. It stops the eye in a landscape of color, but it stops the spirit as well, to linger a moment and drink up the calm.
Garden – The spiders are marching on home.
Garden – Some blooms are so bright you need sunglasses.
Garden – Others, a prima donna and know it.
Garden – Some plants are food for a large variety of birds and insects.
Garden – Some plants are sending out the young uns.
Farm – Plants can be just one of the crowd.
Garden September 2011
A difference of a year. Much fresher in 2011, yet the hummingbirds are still here, just less to pick from.
Garden – Oh so good it was, but it really says the end of Summer.
Farm – Warming in the afternoon.
Garden – Warming in the early morning.
Garden – reaching…
Garden – Pretty pair.
Garden Another pretty group – Caryopteris, Senorita Rosalita Cleome, and Sweet Pea.
Garden – Thanks to the bird food, a solitary bloom gets life.
Summer quiets down to allow individual voices to be heard over the vivacious crowds of color. Colors of late Summer, part two on the 16th. Then Fall sets in a few days and you see a transformation, slow, but one in the midst of change.