They were early. Again! That’s been the case for the past two or three years. Time was when we didn’t see them here until late October. Now they show up in late September. Another indicator, perhaps, that this part of the planet is still warming. They’re pretty ragged little blooms and their time is short. An opening act for the Camellias that come on the scene in November, or is that now late October? I forget. It’s the Sasanqua that have my attention. I see them as a sort of signpost that Autumn is around the corner. And sure enough, after the first bloom premiered last week in 80 degree heat, our first real cold front moved through dropping the temperature into the 50’s overnight and daytime highs in the upper 60’s. And shooing Hurricane Maria off into the Atlantic. So all hail the Sasanqua, opening act of Autumn.
I was AWOL last week. Chest pains during the night. The wife packed me off to the ER. EKG’s, X Rays, blood tests galore. The diagnosis. No Heart Attack. Arthritis! in the rib cage at the breast bone. Who knew one could have arthritis in the chest? So a false alarm and I was shuttled back into the world of the well. Thanks for the look. See you next time.
The Dogwoods went into hibernation during the week and half freeze but blossomed with the return of warmer temperatures. Within a week the flags of Spring were on full display.
These are wild dogwoods that have popped up on the farm over the years. Attempts to transplant them to suit one’s own landscaping plan are iffy. Wild things don’t like to be tamed. And it seems the wild ones are less prone to the myriad of diseases that plague hybrids. Wild or hybrid, they are very photogenic.
These were taken with a Nikon 24-120mm f/4 lens on a Nikon D750 Camera. Thanks for the look and have a good week ahead.
It was a short season, the annual festival of azalea blooms that charm the south. It was the schizophrenic weather that did them in, reducing the vibrant flowers to drooping puddles of faded color. But not all met their demise.. It gave thought to the possibility that old doesn’t always equate to impending doom. Maybe 60 year old azaleas are made of sterner stuff. Witness these giant Formosa Azaleas that weathered three days of 20 degree nights.
As you may have gathered, I have changed my mind about ditching this blog. Sort of! The fancy custom address is gone but I figured if 60 year old Azaleas can carry on, this 72 year old shooter can. See you after the next frost, maybe before.
A few splotches of color returned to the landscape this week. Not that we’ve been living in a totally drab world; the Sasanquas and Camellias have been showing their glory since late October. Now the Daffodils and Japanese Quince have joined the chorus.
The occasion prompted some lens changes. The 60 mm and 105 mm macro lenses were clicked into place as I waded into the Daffodil patch and the huge, very prickly Japanese Quince. It was a nice preview of what’s to come in a few months. Thanks for the look and have a good week ahead.
A Van Gogh Variety Sunflower greets the sunrise in Eastern North Carolina. Sunflowers appear to be almost immune to the stifling heat here. The heat index has been well over 100 for nearly two week but there is not a sign of wilt in the sunflower field. Wish that was true for us. Stay Cool if you can and have a good week. Nikon D7100, 10-20mm lens.
The wild Dogwood Trees went from small buds to full fledged blooms in a couple of days. Our farm here in Eastern North Carolina is thick with them; filling the sky with blooms, like large snow flakes on a blue sky day. One of the larger trees covers a deck that is perhaps three to four feet off the ground. It affords an interesting perspective of the blooms high up in the tree. I focused on the closest bloom at f/6 throwing everything distant into a soft blur; a quick and easy composition of a scene that only comes once a year. Thanks for the look and have a good week.