please to note the green angel hovering in the space above the garage door. why wouldn’t angels take the form of optic glare and whatnot inside a camera? may as well show up somewhere, right?
ahhhh, the fog is burning off. nice.
thank god for goldenrod.
mmmmmm, MMMMM! oh hey: two more angels, one white, one amber. (yes, that was my brain you just heard, realizing that in the 3D, that orb of amber light must be between the leaves and the lens.)
gentian. you’ve seen gentian here before. I know this isn’t pretty, but hey: it’s a friend, and the process of turning all this stuff back into Basic Matrix Substance has to happen somehow, right? here it is.
the snow was melting this whole time – it was sunny, but sounded like it was raining.
I went back inside briefly.
some people know what it’s all about.
and back out we go. wish I knew what this guy is. grrrr.
same species. just not as tall.
could you be any more beautiful?
and now for a closer look at the flower stalks when there are more layers of them:
after this, I tried a series of head-on shots into the individual flowers. there was not enough light – I gave up, and went with a side portrait:
what do you think? pretty, no?
onwards to the intricacies of leaf decay.
happy moss, just after the winter solstice. so much green poking up.
jaunty little buggers.
moss, moss, everywhere.
I believe this is a fallen bird’s nest.
still with me? and now for an obsessive series about a shelf mushroom.
speaking of jaunty.
awww, a heart! these are all the same type of mushroom, I’m pretty sure, growing on a downed branch, that can’t make up their mind between standing up straight, as shown above…
…or sprawling flat like a lichen. This one’s doing both. “Bartender! Another beer!”
this one looks like it’s waking up from a nap.
others happily dangle upside down. there was a whole chorus line of this sort:
(I don’t know about you, but I keep hearing “New York, New York”.)
others engaged in competitive napping.
this makes me so happy.
While playing with these mushrooms, I came across a convocation of moss reproductive spores.
these guys are super-elusive to photograph close-up.
this is the best I could do. I’m not sure why: they’re tiny, to be sure, but a lot of stuff I photograph is tiny. I think part of it is the camera tends to be in love with all the texture that’s available in a perspective like this, and it wants to focus somewhere else.
like so: enticingly sparkly water on a rock.
but honestly, I think it’s the little beings themselves. they are willfully elusive. every time I see them I feel like I’ve stumbled across a convocation of forest fairies. (and as above, why wouldn’t fairies take the form of moss fruiting bodies? gotta show up somewhere, right?)
this is why I like spending time outside like this: the woods are a place where a lot of other beings are busy leading their lives, completely out of the awareness of most humans. Yes, you can travel to remote wilderness to experience nature’s majesty. or, you can also go out in your back yard.
it makes me start jonesing for more serious macro lens capability.