Bedraggled Bees

 

I've been working on taking photos of bees. They're not something that I can casually, unthinkingly, mistakenly capture. I'm having to work at it a bit. Then, again, how can one call sitting in among the flowers, experiencing the soporific effect of watching the bees industriously hum around getting a sugar high, 'work'???

"There's absolutely no reason for being rushed along with the rush. Everybody should be free to go very slow."

~ Robert Frost

(if you like to daydream and imagine like I do, feel free to click on the photo and, then, click again. You will suddenly be only two centimeters tall.)

Fairy Story

If meadow-grass can turn to milk,

And glassy ice to water - 

If worms can fashion golden silk

     To clothe a royal daughter,

If Caterpillars, weaving, first,

A chrysalis, that's made to burst,

Can nibble out their way (head first)

     As butterflies, more splendid

     Than ladies who surround a throne

     Then who would make the silly moan

That fairy tales are ended?

If tiny wheelwrights of the dawn

(Their silver threads unreeling)

Can decorate a garden's lawn

     With wheels (too fine for wheeling),

     If speckled eggs, as petal-frail

     As caskets in a fairy tale,

     Can hold a chorus, that will scale

     The skies, in rapture chanting,

     Then who on earth will dare to say

     That magic was for yesterday,

     And not for our enchanting?

~ Barbara Euphan Todd

Have a lovely weekend, dear friends! 

The Big Foggy Barn!

 Hm! I'm sorry, my friends, I find that I don't have many words - nothing clever to say. Only, summer is moving on apace!

Oh, and the bobolinks that make their nests in the field have all hatched their young, flocked up and started flying away. They've started haying the field up at the top of the hill. I just had a sudden thought. I wish that they still made hay stacks!=]

 

Candy Clover

(If you'd like some true macro fun, you could click on the photo or, maybe, just reading this was enough of a thrill.)

I have a photography mentor who reminds me that photography isn't about the little black box that we're wielding (with all it's very fun dials and buttons) but photography is all about light. He reminds me that I need to look at the light. If it's good, in the right spot, etc, well, then, hooray! However, sometimes it needs a little help.

On a bright morning in our field, I saw this beautiful thing. I love clover! Every time I see one, I feel compelled to point my camera at it and try to catch ....something new....or the same, I'm not sure. I just can't stop.

I think I'm addicted to clover!

(oh, my....!)

(I mean, do I have any understanding, here? Mary, I know you're out there! =])

Well, I pointed my camera at this but, as I've been exhorted, observed that the front of the clover facing me was in shadow. I have my flash turned way down on my camera - popped it up and used it to bring out the detail. Can you tell, I wonder???

Anyway, the truth is, I, also, just love light and am happy to be spending time observing it!

I'm linking up to Laura's Macro Friday at Blogging in Bolivia!

(I love macro, too!=D)