Apr 182014
 

It was raining much harder than I expected, and hoped, when I left my house for Piney Woods Church Road.  My Sony CyberShot camera is equipped with a microphone on its upper surface, conveniently located for catching rainwater.  I tried a few photographs of raindrops on leaves; as long as I kept the camera lens pointed horizontally or even downward, I managed to avoid having to wipe the lens after each photograph.  Fortunately, I had brought along a gallon Ziploc™ freezer bag to hold the camera in-between shots.  Soon, the inevitable happened.  I decided to see what the world would look like through a Ziploc™ lens.  The resulting images are dreamy, verging on watercolor, and sometimes even haunting.  Here are a few photos from the day’s experiment.

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Apr 182014
 

What a cold, rainy day it was — more suggestive of March in Georgia than the second half of April.  During most of my walk, I kept my camera ensconced in a plastic Ziploc™ bag, which led to some intriguing, dreamy images that I will post separately.  On my way back home, I stopped at a drainage ditch to catch this photograph of grasses and raindrop circles.

Raincircles

Apr 172014
 

On my Piney Woods Church Road saunter this morning, I encountered two new “common weed” wildflowers in bloom:  the low hop clover (Trifolium campestre) and field madder (Sherardia arvensis).  The low hop clover is a yellow flower native to Eurasia now common in most of North America; introduced by farmers to improve the soil and feed their livestock, low hop clover is also a wild edible plant.  Field madder, also from Eurasia, commonly grows in farm fields and along road edges throughout the Eastern United States.  It has minute flowers that are less than an eighth of an inch across.  I only noticed it because I was sitting on the ground in one spot for several minutes, during yet another attempt to photograph a lobelia growing alongside a barbed wire fence.

Low Hop Clover

Field Madder

Apr 172014
 

Today’s featured photograph is another image in a category that has become a series now, roadbed still lifes.  I turned the corner from Rico Road onto Piney Woods Church Road, and was immediately captivated by this fallen sweetgum leaf, in a found composition with a catkin (probably oak).  The title of this image refers to the star-shaped leaves of the sweetgum tree (Liquidambar styraciflua).

A Fallen Star

Apr 162014
 

While struggling (and largely failing) to take an interesting photograph of Chinese privet flowers, I caught this pair of ladybugs mating on a leaf.  It’s springtime, and love is in the air.  My wife suggested that this could make a great Valentine’s Day card, but I am not as certain.

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Apr 162014
 

A few minutes shy of sunset, I lay prone on the slope of the ditch at the end of Piney Woods Church Road, trying to capture a few wildflowers in the golden late-day light.  On a whim, I placed my camera on the ground and aimed the lens up through the base of the grasses growing there.  The result was this enchanting silhouette.

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Apr 152014
 

On a cold and soggy day, I walked the length of Piney Woods Church Road, I could see and feel the elemental presences of wind and rain joining me on my journey.  Gusts of wind tugged on horsehair snagged on a barbed wire fence; raindrops feel on roadbed leaves, newly fallen in the morning wind.

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Apr 152014
 

On a raw, rainy, windy morning I set out down Piney Woods Church Road looking for new images, new windows into wonder.  I battled the wind for most of my journey; I would frame a photograph of a flower or leaf, only to have it start to sway in a suddenly-renewed gust.  Ultimately, my favorite three pictures from the journey (this one and two in a subsequent post) were successful because they were relatively unaffected by the wind.  This wild strawberry (Fragaria virginiana) was blooming in a ditch near Rico Road, sheltered from the elements.  I glimpsed it from above, as I was peering down into the ditch, and I was immediately drawn to take its picture.  I cannot wait to search here for strawberries, later in the season.  I can almost taste them on my tongue as I type these words.

Wild Strawberry

Apr 142014
 

For the first few days that Chinese wisteria is in bloom every year along Piney Woods Church, I find myself guiltily enjoying its decadent bluish-purple blooms with their almost intoxicatingly sweet scent.  But as time goes on, and the wisteria keeps blooming and blooming, I notice that it is everywhere I look, draping the trees and shrubs in thick curtains.  The blooms on each flower head seem to crowd each other out, vying for my attention, practically demanding that I notice their vigor and profusion.  And if there are so many flowers, then what about all the seeds?  Wisteria begins to take on a more sinister tone; there is a dark side to its abundant gaiety.  And by the time the last flower petals finally fall in another week or so, I will be ready to see them go.  About a month later, my humble native wisteria vine that I planted in the front yard will produce a scattering of blossoms, and my appreciation for the genus will be born again.

Mass Wisteria