It would be impossible to recreate, even in the highest of high definition, the brilliance and luminosity of the season's sublime green shades. It's so transitory - here today, vibrant and fresh and tomorrow fading slightly with the years inevitable and onward march. Let's catch it while we can.
A fern unfolds:
Blossom - fragile papery petals:
Trelystan's orchid. Perhaps all verges, and fields too, were once scattered with orchids and cowslips. We count ourselves lucky to have these few and protect them fiercely - snarling at any stray sheep keen to snarf. There are 6 flowering this year.
Quince blossom - big papery flowers of shell pink unwind from tight whorls. How come this dainty thing turns into that great knobbly fragrant fruit?
See what I mean? It's a wonderful landscape but my photograph does not capture the wonder of being here, in spring, under a blue sky.
Hmm. Just why am I sitting indoors then? Off I go to live in the moment.
6 comments:
Love your photos. There certainly is inspiration all around me for my dumfing at the mo :-) Isn't nature just wonderful?
A x
Got to agree with you and Wipso!! Well we never fall out do we!! The colours are lovely but somehow I seem to have noticed the birdsong even more - the blackbirds and robins have been singing their little hearts out up here.
Years of agriculotural hardshp and the late arrival of mechanised farming means that this part of Brittany still has an abundance of wild flowers it is a joy to see!
I know just what you mean about the green. It is almost painfully vivid when the sun comes through the leaves. Beautiful pictures. Love the fern.
Fabulous macro pictures, especially the fern
Wonderful photos :) I'm hoping to make the most of this lovely weekend!
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