The “Super Moon” was only visible through the clouds for a short period and then was hidden behind them altogether the rest of the night. Sigh!!!!!
We went to the Cape & Islands Orchid Show today, and while it was pricy (Ulysse got a hotdog and chips for $6!!!) and crowded, the show itself was beautiful. There is nothing like a room full of blooming flowers in January!
I had been once before, but I hadn’t had my camera long, so I knew one setting – which I had read in a magazine – and that’s what I did for every shot. This time I brought three lenses and some close up filters and went to town!
These were taken using a flash which, of course, captures a lot of detail and the flowers’ “true” colors:
This is my favorite one, compositionally:
These I took without a flash using my 50mm Minolta lens, and I think, of all the pictures I took, that they came out the most interesting:
And, of the ones I took without a flash, this one is my personal favorite:
I haven’t been posting much because I’ve been busy with other projects. I think today was the first day I’ve taken pictures in about two weeks. That’s not so unusual for this time of year, but it is unusual for me.
Taken today at the YMCA in Mattapoisett…
While photography is still my bliss, I have let myself become discouraged by various contests I’ve put a lot of time and effort and hope into, and have been glad just to let it go for a while. I’ve gotten back into drawing (check out my blog here) and am finding it far more rewarding in terms of not feeling like I’m out of my league, which is how I sometimes feel when the person who wins the contests is always the person with the best equipment and access to the best wildlife. Traditional artwork is very different, because while people’s levels of ability may vary, the tools are pretty much the same. I have my lead pencils and Berol Prismacolor colored pencils that my dad bought me ages ago, and I can compete with the best of ’em. It’s a welcome feeling…
So, I went to the park this morning, thinking I’d get an hour in before I had to get ready and leave for work, and the water was entirely fenced off. I’d been there just this past weekend and noticed a smell – not an unpleasant one – sort of like when you shuck corn – but I hadn’t seen anything unusual. Now, the water has a polluted look from this unnaturally blue algae growing in it, and the corn smell has morphed into something far less pleasant. I am incredibly disappointed, because this is the time of year when the park is just loaded with butterflies, dragonflies, turtles, birds, herons – everything – and they’re all on or around the water.
So… these may be my last photos for a while. :(
I haven’t had anything worthwhile to post in some time now because the weather has been stubbornly uncooperative. We went from cold and rainy, to sunny and humid, straight back to cold and rainy again. During that little window, of course, I got out for some much-needed time in nature. (It was a welcome respite from slaving away on a photography book for a contest, which has been sucking up most of my time.)
My mom’s bleeding hearts seem particularly colorful this year:
I love the way the bleeding hearts cross the diagonal lines in the background.
Then we went to Nasketucket and broiled in the sun for an hour or so… Only one of the three vernal pools was accessible, because of all the rain we’ve had lately, and it was lousy with frogs.
You can see me and Ulysse reflected in his/her eye, which I think is cool.
Have you ever SEEN a frog this size???
Now, this is a little oogy, for which I apologize, but I spotted a crab spider in a buttercup with a little bee, and when I looked at the image on my computer at home, I saw that what I thought were stripes on the spider’s body were actually legs. I could be wrong, but it looks like the spider’s young is hanging on to her/his body, which is spider behavior I wasn’t aware of. If there are any spider experts out there, I would love to know whether my theory holds water.
And, just to help you shake off the willies, here are some pretty flowers:
There is a spot in the woods where, back in the ’40s, rows and rows of daffodils were planted for people to enjoy. This “secret” got out last year in the local newspaper, and today troops of people were swarming (but hopefully not trampling) on the daffodils on the hill, which is not my scene. Instead I pulled the car over at a place I know, where at host of dazzling daffodils grow along a stretch of stone wall, and had a field day all by myself. ;)
Later, I was in the area for a different purpose and noticed more daffodils randomly planted in trailing lines in someone’s yard and of course had to pull over for more pics…
Spring has been slow in coming, and while it still sometimes feels more like a crisp fall day than the beginning of May, there’s COLOR in the world again. Everyone’s lawns are a riot of green grass, yellow dandelions and purple grape hyacinth, cherry trees and magnolias are in full bloom and abuzz with bees, and the bright yellow of daffodils is only outdone by the scarlet of tulips.