Flora: Fringe Photography

Reach for the Sun

david@fringe.com (Fringe Photography) — Sat, 06 Mar 2010 03:00:42 GMT

New Mexico has a ton of sunflowers, that's for sure. In some areas, they are everywhere, just absolutely everywhere, and you can't turn in any direction and not see them. The fields of sunflowers swaying gently in the breeze is an overwhelming sight.

Yet, there was something poignant about this lone sunflower as it reached for the sky. Along among many, it stood just a little bit taller than its brethren, and was able, perhaps, to get just a little bit more light. It caught my attention, and I caught this picture. An equal trade, I think.

Gimmie Sun!

david@fringe.com (Fringe Photography) — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 23:40:07 GMT

They were quiet about their plans, and said absolutely nothing to anyone. After all, stealth is their middle name. They plotted and they schemed, going over their plan time and again until they had it absolutely perfectly. For, after all, they would have but one change to get this right and they could not mess up their chance.

They waited for the perfect opportunity, daring not to barely breath, trying to hold in their excitement and curb their anticipation. Suddenly, they saw their opportunity! Quick as a flash they broke through the new failed Spring Snow and burst out to freedom! At last! At last they had found the sun again! Their daring plan to break free of the snowbank went off perfectly and the two daises once again were free to drink up the warmth of the afternoon sun.

Gimmie Sun became a rallying crying for all daisies and soon after more of them broke for the sun, following in the footsteps of our intrepid heros.

OK. So, that might be a wee bit melodramatic, but this was taken on the first day of Spring and naturally, it snowed. That didn't stop me from taking a picture of a daisy though. Spring is here! Gimmie Sun!

Reeding Answers

david@fringe.com (Fringe Photography) — Wed, 05 May 2010 17:01:55 GMT

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind.Bob Dylan pondered many questions in that iconic song. And of course, there answers were, well, blowin’ in the wind. And that in turn conjures up images of things blowing in the wind, and what better thing to represent that than a simple reed?We hum (or sing if we are so inclined) that song quite a lot, but often, with a surprisingly cheery lilt. Yet, when it comes down to it, the song isn’t really about cheery things at all, and the questions it asks are not easy ones to ask or answer. Mountains washing to the sea? Cannon balls flying? Doves “sleeping” in the sand?This tune was indeed running through my head as I was composing this shot. I didn’t, and don’t, have any answers, but it seemed to me that this shot represented the song quite well. The wind for me continues to blow: perhaps one day it will carry to me the answers.