Wednesday, May 9, 2012

My heart is like a singing bird

I commuted by bicycle today, and when returning home I got the shortest time so far, 46 minutes, maybe because I needed to take my daughter to a birthday party organized by two of her school friends.

I didn't have much time for taking photographs except late in the evening when I visited the nearby forest to look at wood anemones. They are plentiful, and they represent the arrival of spring for me.

(Posting title is from the poem A Birthday by Christina Rossetti.)


Markus said...

I like the way you show the (over-)abundance of the anemonae - just the right amount of blur, just the right (in my eyes) intensity of color.

Juha Haataja said...

@Markus: The evening sunlight was even a bit warmer to the eye than it looks here in the photographs, but I like what AWB did here. And I think the slight underexposure works well here; my worldview is a bit dark I guess.