Last year there was nary a blossom on our morning glory plant, even though the vines were quite prolific. This year’s planting – in the same spot – was headed in the same direction until a few weeks ago, when the place started rocking morning glory flowers, as well as moon flowers, which I had added as a companion plant. I never noticed the “rays of sun” emanating from the flower’s center – a veritable sunrise – and wonder if that’s how the plant got its name.
They’ll probably be around until the first frost, which seems nowhere in sight, for the time being anyway.
This one is hard to look at, but it reflects the strange, harsh and transient beauty that high noon brought to this narrow alleyway (thirty minutes later, the sun had passed over, and the scene was flat). I finally found a way into this photo without bringing on a headache (LOL), via the area where the horizontal rows of cement blocks are interrupted. That provides some psychological meaning as well as resting place for the attention to come back to, making it easier to drift off to other parts of the image. This one is not my usual cup of tea, though it does bring up the question of what (and how) we seek, and perhaps find, in any art.
Near the northernmost point of the Bay of Fundy are a series of “sea stacks”, rock formations caused by tidal erosion dating back to the glacial era. They’re also known as “flower pots”, which is what the formations – dotted with tall conifer growing on top – resemble. This area has the highest average tides in the WORLD, often reaching 50 feet. Again, taken with the Fuji 6X7 film camera.
