(mostly) daily photoblog

Posts tagged “Spring

Spring grasses

Had a little fun processing this in black and white.


Sleepy time

I know it was Mother’s Day today, but I saw this Father/Son duo and couldn’t help but snap the photo.


Spring is pretty

Our city is exploding in pinks, light pinks and whites.  Every flowering tree is going crazy with blossoms, and photographers in the area are going crazy trying to document the turn from Winter to Spring (finally).


Blue sky thoughts

I was on my way home tonight and the clouds parted a little and made me think there was a chance I’d see some nice weather.  No such luck.

Sadly, as I look at this photo, I can’t help but hope for some Spring weather.  It seems like everyone else is getting nice weather but me.

Do I sound whiny?  I think so.


Happy Spring!

A new shoot on a very young birch tree.


Trucks and Fishermen: it must be spring in the Valley

Spring in the Fraser Valley seems like it will never quite get here.  We have one day of 15 degree (Celsius) sunny weather followed by a series of 10 degrees and rainy days.  It seems as though Mother Nature has a crush on November and is unwilling to move on.

That said, the photo above was taken on an 18 degree and sunny day.  This shot is typical for the area in which I live:  two fishermen on shore, giving advice to the guy in the water (off to the left of this shot).  I don’t know what they caught, but they sure thought they knew more than the guy in the water.


Late night post…oops

Here’s a post that’s super-late.  We had a dance at the school tonight and I’ve been home for five minutes.  I don’t want to miss a post this year, so here’s the late night post.  I wish I were able to write about this one because I really like this photo.  Maybe I’ll talk about it…zzzzzzzzzzzz…


Spring better get here soon!

Seriously.  I don’t remember the last time that the Lower Mainland of British Columbia had three days of sun in a row.  I know that most of the critics will tell me that if I hate it so much there are many places in the world that will satisfy my sunny desires.  I know that by the time summer rolls around I’ll be sick of the twenty days of sun in a row.  But it’s April and there’s supposed to be some sunshine (and not the “liquid sunshine” that everyone keeps telling me to enjoy).

As a Lower Mainlander, I reserve the right to complain about the weather, even when it’s some of the nicest weather in Canada.

Alright.  There it is.


Sun in the willows.

Yesterday as I was driving home, I took a detour through one of the farm roads near where I live.  We had an uncharacteristic hour or two of sun yesterday and the light was jumping off a grove of willow trees growing out along the boundary between one farm and another.  My camera, however, was at home, so I got off not one shot.

Today, hoping that providence would shine on me (and the trees) I hefted my camera into the passenger seat on the way home.  The sun did not disappoint.  While the surrounding areas were darkened by the clouds you can see above, those willows shone.  I love willow trees as long as they’re not in my yard and I don’t have to trim them or rake up after them.  In spring, they are wonderful and yellowy-green as they come back to life.  Apparently the sun and I share an appreciation of them.


It’s almost spring (you’d never know if from the weather)

The sun was actually out this morning, just to tease me; then it settled back in behind the clouds and laughed at me and my hopes.  At least, that’s the way it felt.  I know – if I don’t like the rain, move out of the valley, but I like to complain so, I guess, it all works out for me.


Tulips

I was looking at the tulips in my front yard and this line by Gerard Manley Hopkins “sprang” to mind:

Nothing is so beautiful as Spring—
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush
;
Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing.

Spring

Hopkins was brilliant.  He could write amazing, inspirational lines expounding on the beauty of nature, and then descend into depressing, loathsome words running himself well into the ground for being less than a worm on a cosmic scale.  I love this guy.

Pentax K20D; Pentax M SMC 50mm; f1.7; ISO 100; 1/250 sec.


Fleeting

I love Spring flowers.  They burst out of the ground, live a shameless few days, maybe a week or two and then perish.  If I enjoy a few days in my lifetime as glorious as the life of a flower I’ll be pretty happy.

Pentax K20D; Sigma 70-210mm + extension tube; f?; ISO 100; 1/10 sec.; LED flashlight used for lighting