I’m all on the surface, yet there are levels …
If you can read a horoscope, here’s mine. You are welcome to to look at and see what you can see.
I instantly think about layers — transparent versus opaque — and how you can stack them to give an almost 3D quality to photographs. “Opaque” isn’t about life or feelings. It’s about pictures.
So here’s opaque:
Marilyn’s natal horoscope
And now, transparent.
Natal horoscope and me as part of it!
It’s that point in the distance where the road, river, valley, or bridge comes together. It’s the natural end of a parallel set of lines.
Photo: Garry Armstrong – The last of autumn in early November
Curves also have a vanishing point
Down our snowy road – Photo: Garry Armstrong
Take a walk along the river
There are several more buds close to blooming and at least two more sprigs are up and growing, gradually uncurling. I think I will have quite a few orchids before all is said and done.
Garry went and sniffed them today. I was just wondering if they smell as good as they look. I’m so allergic I can’t smell anything, but Garry said he couldn’t smell anything much either.
I love my orchids, but other than the difficulty of getting them to bloom, why do we grow them? They aren’t more beautiful than other flowers, although I think they last rather longer than most flowers.
I’m just enjoying the blooming when I never expected them to sprout, much less bloom.
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Arch, Dome or Half Circle
Photo: Ben Talyor
Photo: Ben Talyor
I included a couple of pictures from a good friend in Arizona because they fit perfectly into this montage!
When I discovered my favorite hanging flowers are officially “out of fashion” — meaning I can’t buy any, at least not in Uxbridge, I got depressed. I never imagined flowers could go out-of-fashion. It’s bad enough that I’m obsolete, but fuchsia? My glorious pink and purple flowers that I love … and which grow perfectly on our rather shady deck?
Isn’t it lovely?
So imagine this morning’s delight when I realized that somehow, without much thought or attention, I’d grown orchids. I’d seen the shoots, but I didn’t see any buds. Watered lightly, left them to the light and sent them my best hope for a rapid blossoming.
One of them is blooming and there are many more buds waiting. I think only one stalk will flower, but I could be wrong.
I’d like to say that while these are some of the most beautiful flowers to look at, they are amazing tricky to photograph. They are so translucent you don’t get the flower colors as much as you get the glow of the sunlight through them. And that is not a sunny window.
I will happily accept all congratulations, even though to be fair, I didn’t do anything except water them when they got really dry. Sometimes, that’s all you really need to do.
I sure hope that these don’t go out of fashion. Between my obsolete self, my crumbling home, and variously disabled body … well — out-of-fashion is possibly the kindest way to put it.