Today my crocuses are in full bloom – purple, yellow, and a few gentle whites, too. I spent an hour outside with my camera, wearing only a sweatshirt and jeans, and I was not one whit cold. Hey, I’m beginning to remember – this is Spring weather!
I went a bit overboard in my enthusiasm and took photos of crocuses every which way I could manage. And, yes, sprawling on my belly in the mud and wood chips produced my most favored photographs. Isn’t that the way it is with life in general? Effort and determination count for something.
Here’s my first favorite, such a sweet offering of new growth.
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That is a truly beautiful shot! I envy your flowers: ours have taken a setback of at least a week.
I love the shadows that you’ve captured on the white petals of the crocus.
I loved all these!
I couldn’t decide where to leave a note telling you so, but I really connected with your words here. 🙂
I am smiling as I type this..I can see you carefully crawling around among your flowers. It is good to know that I am not the only one that does such things. hee, hee.
My neighbors know that I am prone to such things…even by the light of the moon!!
Thanks for sharing!
Very lovely. I haven’t grown crocuses. I, too, would go overboard in capturing some photos with those colors. Crawling around in the mud and wood chips is a good thing as it is a reconnection with Mother Earth belly to belly after the long, hard winter.
Yes, I agree with you–“Effort and determination count for somethng.”
🙂
montucky ~ I love admiring your Montana wildflowers, they are so different from ours.
gandalf ~ courtesy of dear Mr. Sun, Gandalf. He brings those shadows with his bright light.
gypsy ~ just can;t do justice to a flower growing in the ground unless you get on it’s level. groan. 🙂
anna ~ ah, the Mother Earth re-connect. Yes, we are quite good friends by now. 🙂
I am certainly enjoying all of your flower photos. The gardens are just getting started here in the Northeast. I have many perennials that are growing their foliage, and the flowers will be next. When they bloom, I’ll be in the dirt as well.