Last week on Saturday morning, my alarm clock rang very early again: at 4:30. Many people don’t like getting up so early. They even don’t like getting up earlier than necessary or earlier than on a weekday morning. Me, usually, too. But, sometimes, the plans say different. So, this weekend: getting up early, drinking one coffee, having a shower, and jumping in the car.
Depending on the general temperatures of spring, around mid-April, the bluebells start blooming and their blooming time only lasts about 3-4 weeks. They depend on loose and nutrient-rich soil and must not become overgrown with bushes. The flowering cycle must be finished before the canopy of the surrounding deciduous trees closes and no light reaches the ground anymore. Although they were very common in Europe after the last ice age, they are very rare now, except in England and Wales. This small (tiny) forest is about 1,5 hour’s drive away from my home. Thus, I had to get up early if I want to be there at sunrise. And it’s only a very small timeslot to find rich blooming ground as well as not too dense foliage.
This forest is a nature-protected area. So, leaving the few paths is not allowed. I’m fine with that rule. But, there are many others not caring about it. The locals usually complain about the reckless visitors. When I was there for the first time, besides me only a few joggers were passing by. During my second visit, 10-15 photographers were also there, most of them equipped with apparently good equipment and a tripod. But, they should know better. When walking through the flowers to get ‘better’ spots / sights, they are trampling down the flowers and compacting the ground to make it next year harder for the flowers to breakthrough. They withdraw their energy into the onions. When I was there last year for my third visit, only very few flowers were blooming. Because of the cold weather, nature was way behind normal development. This year the timing was perfect. Many, many blooming flowers were covering the forest ground. Even from the parking ground about approximately 200 m away as the bird flies, I was able to see the blue glowing in the forest. And only a couple of quite well-behaving dog photographers (dog among the bluebells) were there. But, it was still quite full for the small area.
In the end, I was back at home at about 10:00. Time for breakfast!.
There’s a quote from Robert Capa (born Endre Ernő Friedmann; October 22, 1913 – May 25, 1954), a Hungarian-American war photographer and photojournalist. I guess, nearly all people know at least one of his photos, the dying soldier. Robert Capa took that photo during the Spanish Civil War. I shows the soldier while he was falling backwards still having his gun in the right hand after being hit by a bullet less than a second ago. you can see that photo also on Wikipedia. Robert Capa once said, “If your pictures aren’t good enough, you’re not close enough.” He definitely was close enough Not only for the image I mentioned above, but during all of his work. Patti challenges us this week with this topic for The Lens-Artists Photo challenge and here introduction also starts with this quote
When watching the news, one topic dominates them currently: the war of Putin against the Ukraine. So, Robert Capa seems to fit in this unpleasant time. Unfortunately!
I don’t want to show war images. I’m neither a photojournalist nor a war photographer. Thus you can find different images in my archive.
I took the series below today three weeks ago. Last year I found that place at the end of the booming time and made a reminder in my calendar for this year. The blue crocuses are blooming a little earlier than the yellow ones. Fortunately, I was right with my guess about the time. Especially this huge patch was capturing my attention. I started with a kind of an overview images, although it does not show the complete patch. Slowly going closer and closer to the tree, ending with an image of a small group among all the flowers.
I cloud have go even closer by using a macro lens. But, my aim was showing the beauty of the blue crosses ant not botanical details. Taking macro images is a completely different topic.
Now, even the blooming time of the yellow crocuses is over. In a few places with a lot of shadow you can still see one or another, but in general, you can only see the green leaves and the faded petals. Don’t worry, the next wave of spring flowers is already in the starting blocks. Today, I noticed the first grape hyacinths.
It’s Patti’s round, this week, at The Lens-Artists Photo Challenge. She reminds us of an old principle this week. Start wide and narrow your view more and more.
So, when coming to a scene, take your wide-angle lens first and take a couple of shots. Then, step further into the scene and look for the details. Isolate a mountain, a tree, a flower, a part of a building, you got the idea. This does not necessarily mean doing macro.
Enjoy the gallery. Hint: clicking in one of the images starts the slideshow in a bigger size.
We have a guest host this week for Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Diane She asks for the wild because she works in the wild as a park ranger.
I know, there are a few other meanings in the word “wild”, but I’m concentrating on wild as in “wildlife”.
Enjoy the gallery. Hint: clicking in one of the images starts the slideshow in a bigger size.
These are the days, where I’m happy to have software helping me discovering images quite fast. Tina asked for images with blue and green for the Lens-Artists photo challenge and this way I’m able to deliver very fast. Opening the find dialog, choose the two relevant colors and I’m presented with dozens of suitable images to choose from.
I hope you like the selection:
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Spots and dots ….. a hard challenge when photographing primarily nature. But, nevertheless, Ann-Christine, I’m taking the ball. Nobody said a challenge would be easy. That’s the essence and character of a challenge.
So, take the word “spot” first. It can mean a (dust/dirt) spot on a surface, but it can also mean a very certain location of activity or where something is located. In nature, you need to know such certain spots to find your subject.
First, I have a checkered lily and a spring snowflake. Do you see the spots and dots on the petals? I found it a couple of years ago in a very certain spot. Next, a holly blue, a spotted dogfish, and a gray seal. Nature uses spots for hiding the shape of animals to either hide them from predators or, vice versa, to be recognized too early by their prey.
When stepping back a bit, you can see i.e. poppies like dots in the fields or in early spring fields of alpine squills under the trees when they have no leaves yet. And, don’t forget the red dots of Ilex during winter.
The spots in the last image, I’m leaving for your imagination. Guess, what you see 🙂 I’m solving it later 🙂
Edit: the last image is taken by an intentional mis-focus of the tiny wavelets of the Mediterranean sea on a calm day backlit by the rising sun. The nice bokeh is the result of the mis-focus. Each of the circles was a sun sparkle
Gardens! Nowadays you can find them around many houses. But, the idea of having a garden is not that old. When spinning the time back for about 100 years, you would also find gardens, but they were generally looking way different than today. Instead of flowers and blooming bushes, you would have found vegetables and fruits. The gardens were used to grow food. Not everything was in shops available for sale. So, people had to take care of themselves. Only farmers used to have small so-called farmer’s gardens. But, even in these farmer gardens, you were able to find herbs among the flowers.
In Japan, gardening has a quite long tradition. The gardens usually have a religious background. In the past, I already told you, that our state capital Düsseldorf has one of the three biggest Japanese ex-pat communities (besides London and Paris). Not far away from my home, there is a Japanese garden, built by a Japanese garden architect. In Japanese gardens, each detail has a reason. Every position, size, and direction of each detail has a meaning. So, each year a group of Japanese gardeners comes over to reshape the garden.
I was there a few times and would go again when we would not have the pandemic still around. So, enjoy my images from the past.
This post is my contribution to The Lens-Artists Photo Challenge hosted by Amy. Head over to her page and read to rules to participate.
As usual, click on one image to enlarge it.
You might say now, don’t ask me for macros. OK, I won’t do it. But, nevertheless, you can see, focussing on the details does not necessarily mean macro photography. Having an overview is very nice. But, in general, the details are more important. You’re right, you have to focus and work on your inner eye to find the sweet spot, the composing supporting your idea most.
Go out, take your camera and take photos, come back and show your results. Link your post to Patti’s post, as she’s the host for this week’s Lens-Artists Photo-Challenge. Everyone is welcome.
You can click on the images to enlarge them. All the images are taken without a macro lens
Or better, to get to know me 😊 (at least a little bit)
There are always two people in an image: the creator and the viewer.
Each image, I’m showing, is a part of me and you can experience a bit about me when watching my images (and, of course, reading the texts).
To find out more about me, you can switch to the About-me page.
I love being in nature and photographing nature, although, photographing the beauty of nature sometimes hurts. I love traveling and coming in touch with the ordinary people in the countries, I’m traveling. I love to learn about their culture. If you want to talk, drop me a note. Modern technology makes it possible 😊.
As I said, sometimes photographing the beauty of nature hurts. So, I picked a couple of images, where it hurt.
Photography hurts sometimes and I’m willing to suffer when the possible results are promising. The last image is from today. Getting up soo early and driving to your destination is exhausting. But, being there enjoying the silence and the light is sooo rewarding.
A dream as old as mankind: flying! Spread your wings and fly. The oldest story of flying men in the story Daedalus and his son Ikaros. Daedalus was famous for his artistry. To keep him, the king of Krete sent both to jail. As escaping from an island is nearly impossible. Daedalus made wings from him and his son from feathers and bee-wax. He advised his son to follow him in the sky and warned him to say away from the sun as the warmth might melt the wax. He also warned his son to not fly too low as the water might wet the feathers and becoming too heavy to fly. The story tells us, Ikaros flew too high and then he saw the wax starting to melt, he went down. Unfortunately, he went too far down and the feathers became wet and heavy. Now, he started upwards again to let the sun dry the feathers. In the end, you might have expected this, Ikaros felt in the ocean and went under. His father noticed the problem and started searching for Ikaros. But, he didn’t find him.
A couple of years ago I got the chance to fly. Not with a plane, but with a hot-air balloon. Although a balloon flight is not risk-free, it’s not as dangerous as the wings of Daedalus and Ikaros were.
I want to take you with me on a few balloon flights. Enjoy!
Thank you, Tina, for this wonderful topic for The Lens-Artists Photo challenge.
Wow, what a theme for this week. Amy is our host and she enjoys the colors of spring.
April started very cold this year. We even have had two days with a lot of snow. All the colors of spring were covered by 10-15 cm of snow.
So, I’m presenting a bit of contrast: color vs. white. All the images are taken this week: Tuesday and Wednesday
Just like last week: I loved the yellow blooming gorse in Scotland. Especially with the clear blue sky