Thursday, April 15, 2010
I will venture a guess that when you go bowling, you are used to the ball moving rapidly if not blindingly fast toward the target -- 10 defenseless pins, 60 feet away. Then the violent smash, snap, clacking frensy that ensues. There is the more patient way of playing as my two neices Sarah and Rebeka demonstrate here. "We will knock down no pin before it's time." Surely patience is a virtue.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
The Azaleas are resplendent this year. I have been drawn particularly to the white ones. They are eye popping. This shot in downtown Beaumont, looking toward the Tyrrel Library, was actually a couple of days late. A few days before this shot, you could barely see the green leaves of the Azaleas.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
The passions of Spring -- the eagerness of motion, the torque that twists us and transports us away from the cold, motionlessness of winter. This day lily greets the morning with a flailing zeal: a sister ready to blossom through her bloom. Each flower has its own story of life and amour. In Spring, their exhilaration builds to a choir of color singing a story of vital longing.
Monday, April 5, 2010
The goal of this shot was to get out early in the morning and capture sprigs burst forth in the early Spring. As I was shooting this branch, (there is a sprig on the far right, top) I was caught by the strange things that inhabited this branch while the green leafery took the winter off. It was a brutal winter (as far as New Orleans winters go), and lots more leaves than usual spun to the ground. This cypress had quite a few branches such as this that would make a mycologist druel.