Photography

A blossom walk to work

We can all admit to driving from A to B and not remembering how we got there.  This also happens when doing the same walk every day.  We are so wrapped up in our own thoughts we take for granted what is around us and just do not notice it anymore.  When I did my Last Winter Walk to the Seaside with my camera it made me realise how lovely the tree lined road was and how odd the Olive trees were in the park.  Sometimes it is good just to stand still and look at a local scene as though you were a stranger.  You will be surprised at what you will see and what you might not have noticed before – what is the saying “looking at things through fresh eyes”.  

Following my pictorial walk to the sea, I do now try to be more observant when out and about.   Also I take my camera with me everywhere.  It is a little digital Fuji FinePix, nothing grand and I wouldn’t dare call myself a photographer, anymore than call myself a doctor just because I can remove splinters, but I am learning how to take better photos. 

This morning I took photos of all the different types of blossom I passed on my walk to work.  I didn’t have to go far, the first blossom was the wonderful Skimmia by my garden gate, I love the combination of berries and blossom.  The red, white and green always makes me think this plant would be better blooming at Christmas. 

 

 

 As I looked to my left, I saw the wonderful frothy quince blossom, looking fantastic this year.  I feel there will be a need to knock on my neighbour’s door and lots of quince jelly being made later.

Quince

 

 I did ignore forsythia and bergenia – sorry if you think these should be included in a Spring Blossom walk.  Although there is nothing wrong with them and they are all part and parcel of Spring I find them uninspiring and absolutely everywhere.   Having said that so is Ribes but that comes in different shades, such as this very pretty pink one.  I had a lovely Ribes once called “Porky Pink” I have not been able to find it again.

Pretty pink Ribes
 
I am useless at remembering when things flowered the year earlier.  Some people say with great confidence “Oh the blossom is much earlier this year” but if the truth be known, I haven’t a clue when it all came into flower last year.   I have noticed that the magnificant magnolia seems to be flowering at different stages.  The one by my mother is almost out, and the one I passed this morning was in bud, but nevertheless it is a great sight.
 
 
 
 
There were some other lovely blossom trees but they were in front gardens and at 8:30 in the morning I was acutely aware of:  “Daddy, there is a strange lady taking photos of our tree/house”, so I whimped out.
 
My last photo is of a blossom tree that appears to be in abundance in Worthing but it is pretty so I couldn’t miss it out,  it was in the garden of a block of flats so I felt a little braver.  I had to stop there it was getting late so I had to get a wriggle on.  I hope next time you go from A to B you remember and notice what is around you.