Mother Nature’s Rites of Spring

OK, enough B&W image posts already! It’s springtime, give us some color!

Alright, lighten up. Yes, spring has arrived in Tennessee, and you know what that means– extreme weather mood swings. One day is winter, next day is summer. The following day starts as winter (34 degrees) and ends as summer (72 degrees). Every morning you check the forecast on the smart phone and put on a coat that you’re going to forget to bring home.

Then there are the storms. We’re not talking heavy rains and a little lightning here and there. We’re talking storms of biblical proportions. You don’t just bring your dog inside for these bad boys. These things trigger your weather radio to the point where you can’t ignore it anymore (so you unplug it). They interrupt your regularly-scheduled programs and the storm itself becomes your  entertainment.

You’re parked in front of the TV obsessing over the development of “cyclonic action” and “straight-line winds” as they invade communities you’ve never heard of in their advance toward your house and those of your loved-ones. So you call your friends and family to make sure they’re safe (which annoys the call recipient because they had to come out of their basement to answer the phone).

The next day you watch the news to see the random devastation. One house, mailbox door blown open; two doors down, house flattened and unrecognizable, dog blown through a tree trunk… and survived.

That’s springtime in Middle Tennessee.

The payoff? Beauty. All of nature is tarting itself up to procreate. Birds are singing their hearts out to see who they get to “take to the prom”. Flowers are attracting pollinators. And the smells of life and love abound.

So, why the photo above? I admired this tulip in our flower bed and wanted to capture its pristine beauty. When I placed it in a water-filled wine glass and posed it for the shot, it began weeping these water droplets, which I think adds to the aesthetic of the photo.The intensity of spring here is part of what attracted me to the beauty of  this flower…it overcame the violence of the season. Kind of reminds me of the intensity of Stravinsky’s Rites of Spring.

Later,

Dwight

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4 Comments

  1. Dwight July 8, 2011 at 7:12 pm #

    Thank you so much for your kind words. Photography brings me a great deal of joy and frustration. The frustration is just as important as the joy as long as I learn from it. I consider it labor pains.

    Writing the blog has been an interesting exercise. I usually start by picking a photograph of mine that I like or that signifies something to me; then I just start writing. When I’m done, I try to let it sit for a day in draft and return to read through it for continuity and spelling/grammar proofreading. Then I post it. As soon as I post it I go to my website to view the post and almost always find some editing error that I missed.

    Sorry for going into process details, but that’s just where this reply ended up. Much like my posts– they come pretty spontaneously, and from the heart.

    Dwight

  2. Jeanmarie Hepworth July 7, 2011 at 2:39 pm #

    Catching up on old email’s and finally clicked on this link shared by your Mother. How moving & beautiful the tulip’s majesty portrayed. With your permission would like to save in “My Pictures” and share with others next spring…giving you the authorship of course.
    You are not only a superb photogapher but a gifted sensitive writer. After reading about the Spring Tennessee turbulance, I knew immediately why God kept me in Colorado. Love to each of you and thanks again for the sharing! Jeanmarie

  3. Dwight April 22, 2011 at 10:44 am #

    Thank you so much. I will be posting about our trip to NYC soon.

  4. Joyce Atterholt April 22, 2011 at 10:07 am #

    Lovely picture and the prose is outstanding. Good job.

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