If I could fly
I'd never, never sail
I'd trap the moon
Above the water
In a pail
Jack Frost, where have you gone to
With your midnight dream ?
Didn't you promise
To turn me on to
Blessings in shades of green
I'd trap the moon
Above the water
In a pail
Jack Frost, where have you gone to
With your midnight dream ?
Didn't you promise
To turn me on to
Blessings in shades of green
Rod McKuen
Lyrics
The
British Isles are known for green fields and green hills, although perhaps with
the growing use of rapeseed more of the fields are turning to a brighter
shade of yellow. We
had made some plans to initially explore some of the green areas of
Northumberland with photography in mind.
That is on the backburner for the time being along with other plans, but
thankfully I have some verdancy to look out upon from my window whilst in
lockdown. I realise it is a mixed
blessing that many of us are trapped for long periods in our homes during a
spring offering such wonderful weather, and which has brought a better than
usual colour and blossom. I count my
blessings that I have a small garden to step into, as I realise not everyone has
that. I nevertheless continue to dream
of wide-open spaces, fell and mountain, expansive sky and seascapes and some
freedom of movement. I am certainly
missing the occasional trip out to wilder areas to watch birds. I even admit I am missing the closeness of
(some) people.
For many,
a garden means brightly coloured flowers.
I don’t think flowers are necessary to provide a rewarding scene and I
would happily settle for shades of green.
Shades which are at their bet after a heavy shower of rain and as
brighter skies begin to break through leaden storm clouds. The rain enhances the aromas and that very
air seems to taste better. It is not
only the shades of green changing in the varying light that are noteworthy, but
also the textural variations which add so much interest. I learned a good deal about colour hues and
textures when I attempted to paint.
Sadly, I also learned that I had little talent for painting, but much
information was useful and the experience certainly trained my eyes to see
things more clearly, and appreciate more what is before me. I have not regretted that. I also learned that a limited palette often
leads to fine results. I went to no
great effort to capture these images shown, just picked up the camera and
pointed at areas in the garden in differing lighting conditions. I have found that overcoming boredom can lead
to new pathways, or in this case fill a few minutes of time with at least some
action.
If you
are interested in colour shown at its best, and I know there are artists who
are also bloggers, you may be interested in the two books by Carry Akroyd shown
below. Carry Akroyd’s work is strongly
influenced by the poetry and life of John Clare. These works contain snippets
of poems by the poet and explanations as to the link between poet and artistic
offerings. All is nature related and
many one way or another mourn the loss of habitat I came to appreciate Akroyd’s mixed artwork
over a period, and now find that they strongly appeal to me. Akroyd looks at Clare country as it is today
and shares I’m sure the frustrations that Clare felt in his day, as to the
effects of manmade change on the countryside flora and wildlife These will be books I shall look through time
and time again, and do include some works of wider areas than simply Clare
country. Bass Rock is one example. In terms of books, these have been my best buy
in sometime. I would strongly recommend
them for lockdown relaxation.
I will
end with an image of a Greenfinch from the garden.
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