Floral, Midday, Macro
The walk on Friday evening was along the Mohawk River trail. Although it was a beautiful day, the trail was surprisingly empty. This works to my advantage as I stop quite frequently to capture an image. Less people means less stares at the weird guy in the weeds.
I like walking this trail even though it offers less opportunities than the Sculpture Garden trail. This trial allows me to hear the water flowing in the river. And after a long week at work, that was exactly what I needed. The calming sounds of the babbling water… OK, every once in a while you can hear a car horn or city sounds, but I tune those out… focus! We are enjoying the sounds of the water…
I finally reach a section with a few more weeds along the edges. There are also more flowers. Don’t ask me to name them, I don’t know. I suppose if I’m going to take their picture I should get their name first. It would be the polite thing to do.
Then I spot Daisy! She is all alone. A touch of sadness washes over me. I love photographing daisies but I realize their season is up. This one I have to get right. Plenty of angles, changing light, there, that’s the one. Hold on daisy…
Hold On Daisy Stand defiantly In a sea of strange embrace The last survivor
Loving your transition into conversational writing and reflection to accompany your intimate macros. Your humor/personality and humanity shows through in this one. And a beautiful haiku to boot! Looking forward even more to your posts! (I actually do NOT like to know the names of the species I meet along the way, but almost everyone else does, I think. I always imagine I am the first discoverer, and I also like to use my imagination and, most of all, keep the childlike wonder.)
Hey, you made a haibun! Just realized! 🙂 Look at you!
Now I need to to look up what a haibun is… 😊
I know… 🙂 Aren’t games fun? 😉
I never hear the traffic when I’m out photographing either. The daisy is beautiful and I’m pretty sure she’s grateful to you for capturing her good side.
Thanks Dawn. Once I’m in the zone, everything else slips away.