Month: May 2019

I pulled out the macro lens again today. I like the effect you can get of a super shallow depth. There is just a very narrow band and everything in front or behind it starts to blur. The green centers of the blooms is what I was interested in so the petals on the bigger flowers that get closer to the lens or farther away start to just fade into each other.

Sometimes when you focus really closely on something, everything around it starts to fade away. That can be a good thing when you need to concentrate, but if it becomes the norm, life gets thrown out of focus and things get blurry.

Crayons give lousy resolution. Can you tell that this was supposed to be a bear? If not, oh well, you win some you lose some.

Yesterday there were just some stems that seemed to say, “Feed me, Semour.” Today some poppies had broken out of their shells and into the light of day. This one was hiding in the shadow of a baby oak tree that is going to have to be dug out.

Every time that I see the poppies bloom it reminds me of the poem In Flanders Fields. It’s a pretty depressing poem. The poppies only bloom for a short time. They are pretty while they last, but they are gone way too soon. Like the people in the poem. Like people who get cancer and pass away too soon.

A few days ago I put up a picture of the tomatillo skeletons. I tried to make them glow in the dark, but it didn’t work well. So, today I decided to try something else new. I melted some wax and dipped them in for a bit of color and… well it didn’t quite work out the way that I wanted it to. I was hoping that it would just stick to the fibers and make a nice colored cage. Alas, it made them look a lot more like tomatillos but in various colors. Actually, if I had done an orange one it would have looked a lot like a habanero.

All in all it was kind of fun, and a little interesting. So, enjoy, or don’t I can’t make you after all. Here’s hoping anyway.

Welcome to Monday.

I’m not sure what I want to say today. It has felt like a rough few days and I’m hoping for a better week this week. Flowers in not so great shape seemed to sum things up pretty well.

Today sucked. I expected it to be a good day all clear and nice, and it started that way. But then there was a bike accident and my dad had to make a trip to the hospital. At least days like today can only last 24 hours.

Today didn’t end up they way I thought it would. I thought that I could make a star shape with the crayons but that didn’t work out well at all. So, I went with a pentagon shape and then, since it was a little too empty, added a piece of candy in the middle.

It has been a long day and this was all the energy and creativity I had to spare.

Today as I wandered, wondering what to photograph, I came across this old rusty toolbox in the grass. I’ve never fully understood what it is that draws people to pictures of rusty things. Maybe it makes them feel less mortal since they don’t have rust on the outside.

Sometimes things get lost and fall through the cracks. We neglect them but then we run across them again later and become interested in them again. Sometimes for a minute, sometimes longer. Today it was at least long enough for a picture. I should probably open it up and see what is inside. I would venture to guess spiders.

Sunday, my mom would have been 84. This upcoming Sunday is Mother’s day. So I’m in the middle of two days that remind me of my mom and I miss her a ton. Next week would have been her and my dad’s 63rd wedding anniversary.

Death sucks. It’s bad when you expect it, it’s worse when you don’t. Especially when it comes too soon. With my mom, it’s sad but she lived a long and full life. With my brother, it was a full life, but far too short. There were so many things we still planned to do and so many things we wanted to do.

I’m just going to use these tulips until they have nothing left in them it seems. That poor yellow flower looks like it’s in some serious trouble. I wonder which one is going to fade first.