I always feel that for me, taking pictures of flowers without much photographic skill is cheating. Too easy to get to pretty. High WASPs are not allowed the easy way.
It is a great pleasure therefore to be given permission for flower photos. Two permissions, if I stretch the term. First, Flwrjane organizes Flowers In The House blog postings, the last Monday of every month. Her photos are not cheating because she does flowers for a living. You can see the other participants, here. Second, I received a request from Grande Dame Faux Fuchsia for a High WASP gardening post. Her photos are not cheating because the woman’s prose could make the passage of a snail entertaining.
Let’s stretch the concept of gardening to mean wandering outside in one’s slippers, fully disregarding the dew’s impact on sheepskin, snipping some roses. Surveying said roses, finding them too drab for this Monday morning, venturing further into the backyard in search of a few bright pink lace cap hydrangeas. One might even call this pink, Faux Fuchsia, were one inclined towards homage.
I particularly like flowers in my house when cut from my own garden. Picked at random, they don’t all die at the same time. Telling contrast, bright pink petals, fallen flower parts, a little rot and shrivel. Upon closer inspection, I suppose flowers themselves must make an effort to get to pretty. Happy Monday, and here’s to productive toiling in the fields.