The salt marshes of North Norfolk provide an endless source of inspiration for the creative artist An atmosphere of quiet stillness is broken on by the occasional birdsong or, from time to time, a passing plane. The moods and colours can change dramatically, and quickly, depending on changing weather conditions.
This series comprises a collection of impressions evoked by the marshes. The longer the viewer can spend with each image the stronger will the sense of place become.
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In Spring, the orchards of Ibiza are carpeted with wild flowers.
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At this season of the year woodlands are often gloriously carpeted with extensive areas of blue. It is bluebell time. Surely the individual flowers that combine to create such magnificent spectacles must be blue? But closer examination reveals that this is not always so. Although the overall effect may be blue beyond doubt, individual flowers can comprise a variety of colours and shades – as in the example pictured below.
(Originally posted 26 May 2012)
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Perhaps an explanation of the title would be helpful. The first post on this blog was posted on 9 May 2011. So, today is the third anniversary and I have posted 1344 photos during these three years – hence today is number 1345. The photo on that first day was of wild flowers in Ibiza. It seems fitting to mark the occasion with a picture from the same series.
The statistics from WordPress indicate that there have been more than 44000 views and it is an opportune time thank those of you who ‘drop in’ – whether regularly or from time to time. I hope that you will continue to enjoy what you find here. Thank you.
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This photo was taken in Ibiza in a meadow of wild gladioli. It was a bright, sunny day but with a fairly strong breeze. Rather than attempting to ‘freeze’ the scene using a fast shutter speed, I have tried to capture the ‘feel’ of the moment as if in an impressionist painting.
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The glorious white sand beach of Pentle Bay on Tresco is fringed on the landward side by gentle dunes.
Among the marram grasses are unexpected patches of wild flowers and ferns.
Above the dunes is a coastal path
bordered by more wild flowers and grasses.
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There was a wonderful ‘impressionist’ feel about this meadow of wild poppies and daisies.
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There are more waves to come but today we’ll have something a little different.
Autumn
The rosy florets of bay willow
By hoary breath of some enchanter
Are translated into feathery plumes,
White as angel wings,
And leaves, brittle red and papery thin,
Carpet the thirsty brown soil.
Margaret Gill
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Older friends move on and new ones replace them. The dandelion seedheads form an interesting pattern.
There are patches of blue beside the path. As we get closer we are able to identify the tiny speedwell flowers, each a mere 5-7mm in diameter.
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The bridleway stretches for almost one mile, fringed on both sides, at this time, by cow parsley throughout its entire length. I am not a great lover of cow parsley, but I am attracted by the ‘architecture’ of the growth beneath the canopy of white florets.
I have chosen to lightly posterize this image to draw attention to the pattern, lines and textures rather than present a straight photo of cow parsley.
The first of these photographs was taken about three weeks ago: the second, earlier this week in the same meadow. Most of the flowers have gone; most of the seeds dispersed leaving, to my eyes, a delightful abstract pattern. In just a few weeks this same field will be teeming with buttercups and a few weeks later will be full of flowering grasses, ready to be mown for hay. It is a natural meadow – no artificial fertilizers here – and has belonged to the same family for more than two centuries But now there is a cloud on the horizon and its future is unsure.
Much of my photography serves as a diary recording or celebrating experiences and happenings, however small, as they occur. Today’s picture belongs to this category. Three days ago, beside the bridle way, I glimpsed the first red campion of the year, nestling beneath the young cow parsley. At present it is alone, but no doubt it will soon be joined by others. It may not be a technically accomplished photo but the joy it records was immense.
Red Campion
Pause for a moment and enjoy the sheer beauty of the flower below – the soft elegance of its petals, the gentle clasp at the heart, the uplifting glow of its numerous shades of yellow and gold …..
But what is it? Is it a chrysanthemum, or an aster or, perhaps, a dahlia?
It’s a Taraxacum Officinale.
A what? I hear you ask.
A dens lionis, a pis en lis ….. you know, a dandelion.
Because it is regarded as an aggressive weed by gardeners the dandelion’s true beauty often passes unseen. What a shame! Do take another look.
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