Gone In A Flash

There is a fine block of time that rests between the fierce winter gales of compelling winds and the blazing, scalding heat of a summer sun. It is called spring and it lasts but a second, or so it seems.

 

It is gentle and kind, lovely to gaze upon and oh so even tempered. It whispers in your ears of beautiful days to come, such as fields peppered in glorious bluebonnets and daffodils with lime green blankets of fragrant grass. Parks with their mighty oak trees lined up like solders across the landscapes, filled with laughing children climbing their boughs. Crabapple trees all dressed up in their Sunday best, bending towards the warm sunny rays of warmth.

It’s a magnificent time to stretch out the frigid snow from your stiff limbs and shake them off. But be forewarned, do not blink, do not nap, do not miss a beat, because if you do, it will be gone in a flash.

Spring Break Week

Just a quick post to get these photos published as I am running behind.
In and around gorgeous spring settings all week but decided to show something different this time. Hope you like them.

Patiently??? Waiting For Spring

Today it is a cold rainy day with overcast skies in different shades of somber. Some of the trees and bushes have burst out in screaming colors of spring, yet others choose to sleep in; not quite ready to shed their winter coats. They lean over, bowing to the wind, letting the dismal weather have its way with them. Yet they look so forlorn and gloomy. Just the kind of day where you want to draw the drapes to ward off the dampness that seeps into your spirit and drags you down.

But soon the earth will once again come alive with warmth, allure, and exuberance. Skies will burst forth with their dazzling blues; every living thing will come awake and make itself known. Photos will be taken all over this earth of the riots of color everywhere you look.

So dust off your camera, and introduce it to the new spring palette.

    These photos are from the Dallas Arboretum

Just one more shot

Being behind my camera trying to create magic is sheer fascination; I always have to get just one more shot. The afternoon sun shimmering thru the trees to drop playful shadows along the way, while the reflection of the huge billowy clouds, soft as silk on the pond is so gorgeous, I have to take the shot a million different ways. Laying flat on my back to get the tip top of the barn, the grandiose trees and crystal blue sky was my goal, hoping all the while that the ducks and chicken didn’t discover me just at their eye level. My kids kept calling me, losing patience over why I was not coming. But I kept thinking, just one more shot and that will be sufficient. But sadly, it never is because I savor each new discovered I will find thru my lens.

Photography takes us out of ourselves and carries us far away to a world we can only dream of. Look at life thru your lens and you will see something you never expected to see. Something that is savvy, meaningful and clever is right in front of your eyes to be discovered.

Texas Bluebonnets

These you had to be careful of when laying down on the ground

Love the rustic

Watching tiny Meg

The muddy photographer beside Ronnie

Gorgeous reflection

Reflection and barn

Love these colors

On my back for this one

Wheels