“Poems are made by fools like me, but only GOD can make a tree.” ~~ Joyce Kilmer
“The wound is the place where Light enters you.” ~~ Rumi
Unusual, this week’s photo challenge of The Daily Post ~~
I call this Shamrock my “butterfly” plant, as you can see from its shape, quite unique for me.
From dusk to early morn, its deep purple petals close to sleep away the night, just like how many flowers do. Its tiny lilac flowers make this plant even more special.
Then one afternoon, perhaps due to the close angle shot I took– my Shamrock “butterfly” plant gave me a picture of an unusual form. See it?
Because I can’t seem to get enough shots of my favorite window – being the only one in my present abode that gives a good view, here it is again…through different perspectives and — color filters!
The only thing you sometimes have control over is perspective. You don’t have control over your situation. But you have a choice about how you view it.
— Chris Pine
I often find myself enthralled by windows. Windows are gateways to ‘another’ world, yet serve as barriers, too. It is like being in a place that is so near yet so far away, if you view windows in this way.
It may also be either one or the other – windows can let you connect to the outside, while staying safe inside. This is more like it for me, most times.
Or — you may perhaps see windows as a boundary between you — and the world out there.
Here is a series of photos of a window at home taken from slightly different angles, and at various times of the day. I was hoping to catch the subtle changes in hues and shades of the cloudy sky above.
“People are like stained – glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.” –
I enjoy looking at beautiful landscapes. They make for great photographs, especially sweeping panoramas – of mountains, fields, the sea.
Yet, as I spend more time developing my photography skills, I discover so much beauty in the mundane as well.
“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.”
― Tana French,
As my response to the weekly photo challenge given two weeks back, I took delight in capturing this piece of heaven beneath my feet — right in my yard. Soon this piece of heaven shall become a wonderful memory of the place that’s been my home for a while, when I move.
Even in the mundane, God is present.
We can indeed find our piece of heaven wherever we are, wherever we go. Heaven is in our hearts. God is in our hearts.
It’s May, my favorite month of the year! And what an apt theme to go with my favorite month – Photo.
I’m not a pro, I’m not even half as good as the younger ones in my family/clan who are amazing with their photography skills. But taking photos is my passion – and with the coming of the age of Selfies, I’m drawn to it more than anyone else of my age, methinks.
Do you like taking selfies? Why or why not?
I do not find taking selfies bad at all, so I shall disagree with the supposed findings of the American Psychiatric Association that taking of selfies is a mental disorder.
Taking of selfies is an art form, not a mental disorder.
It may not be the best of hobbies – but it is fun, even for a midlifer like me. Nor is it vanity at all, though I must say, self-regulation, especially among the young ones, is of course needed. In which case, the findings of the American Psychiatric Association if this preoccupation with selfies goes overboard, indeed makes sense.
Seen in proper perspective, however, taking selfies is a form of artistic expression, an interesting one at that. I remember growing up with SLR cameras that needed black-and-white films which you had a photographer/shop develop for you. Unless you were a photo buff or expert, where was the fun in taking pictures or posing for one except in the enjoyment of the finished products.
Through taking selfies, one can give vent to her creative inclination just like me. I would love to paint portraits and scenes, including a self-portrait. If only I could. Thus, with selfies and the myriad of photo apps that abound these days, who am I to resist such imaginative yearnings?
Besides, as a grandmother, I do have one simple goal coming from the fun side of me — to collect as many creative selfies as I want – while I’m still bitten by the artistic selfie bug and transform these into interesting collages or dramatic mirages.
Tonite, I caught sight of the passing MOON seemingly growing on my “Silver” plant at the backyard…
Peeking through the leaves of my plant…
O moon, you cast your glow brighter, as the hours go deeper into the night…
’til only you oh moon reign supreme over the hushed, slumbering earth…
I could not create a beautiful blur manually, so I had to resort to some help from an app. But even so, I was thrilled doing these…and I like how they turned out.