Yes, this is the same flower as yesterday’s post. As I moved, my eye caught the flash of the sun flare through the frost crystals, so I took another image.
Just a little shift in camera position caught this sun flare - February 2012
It is also slightly darker, showing the detail a little more clearly in the white frost.
I am always of two minds when I have several photos I like of the same subject; should I show more than one? Or should I choose one and show only the one? What do you think?
This afternoon’s flashback was triggered by memories of taking photos of flowers like this morning’s frost-covered blossom nearly one year ago. This is a clearer view of the details, unobscured by the sugary-looking frost crystals of this morning’s shot.
Sweet Little Candy Striped Flowers - March 19, 2011
Are these flowers blooming earlier this year? Or did I simply not see them last year under the 16 inches of snow we had the first week of February?!
This tiny flower appeared to have been coated in sugar crystals.
Sweet Little Crystallized Flower - February 6, 2012
I loved the colorful spots of sunlight refracted through the ice crystals!
I also remembered why I usually go out before I am showered and dressed for work… I went back in the house with wet, muddy elbows and knees, having only just remembered not to flop down flat on my belly to get the best angle.
I love the light in early morning on a sunny day, especially filtered by a canopy of leaves and intercepted and reflected by my horses!
What is approaching up the driveway? If you keep half an eye on your horses, there’s not much you will miss.
Something moving this way comes - 2010
Horses keep an eye on everything that moves – in this case, Mike, Zookie, and Buttercup running.
How unseasonably warm has it been?
This little, brown, horned critter thinks it is still his season!
My friendly, beautiful Morgan mare. I named her Blue Flag Elegance, predicting that the funny, little foal with a fuzzy brush tail would grow into her name.
Blue Flag Elegance - 2010 - "Elle"
I think maybe she did 🙂
Off our beaten paths and well away from our horses and chickens we still have a little grass.
I am hoping these seeds migrate into our pasture and are super productive!
Afternoon flashback: I was thinking how the sounds of summer are different than the sounds of winter. The symphony starts with spring peepers, early in the year, then builds through the months, finally reaching a crescendo near summer’s end, when the cicadas add their insistent hum to the sounds around.
The Shell Out of Which a Cicada Hatched - Summer 2011
Growing up in New York State, I don’t recall ever hearing (or at least noticing) cicadas. I was in Japan when I first noticed the 蝉（せみ）- cicada. Since that is where I first became aware of that hum of late summer, I always think of them first by their Japanese name. It is pronounced “semi,” the e is a short e, the i is pronounced as in Latin, with a long e sound. The call of the cicada seems to herald the onset of Autumn.
Ahh, the wonderful feeling when the sun is golden and all the world is gilded by the sun’s kisses!
Golden Sunlight Kisses the World
The sunshine softens hardy leaves, highlights fantastical shapes, and even transforms those sharp thorns into beautiful sculptures.
While this is a portrait of Blaze, Bridger’s POA (a Pony of the Americas – basically an Appaloosa in miniature), it is also an afternoon flashback, to a time when the grass was green. To when there was grass to be green! In the past we would have noticed Blaze’s eager expression, his black and white and pink coloring, his ratty old halter… This time when we saw this photo, Bridger and I both thought, “Wow, look how green that grass is!”
Blaze - Study in Black & White & Green - October 2010
We know Blaze and his buddies join us in hoping La Nina will relent and we will soon see green grass growing in the pastures.
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