The blossoms on my Japanese maple tree are tiny and sway in the slightest breeze. Every year I try to capture these tiny charmers with my camera. Here are a few attempts from last week.
In spite of its rather ugly name, spurge, or euphorbia, has charming little flowers.
For Brashley Photography’s Photo for the Week: Flowers, and a second entry for Sunshine’s Macro Monday.
One of the simple joys of the just past mid-winter season is when my dad’s Pink Perfection camellias bloom. Somehow they appeal to me most on the darkest wettest days…like they are saying “neeener-neeener” to the winter weather.
These bushes are over 60 years old. My father, now in his early 80’s, worked for the local green house company when he was in high school and they were experimenting with camellia’s for corsages. Because the blooms are so delicate and bruise so easily they were not deemed a good commercial idea and they tore out the bushes. Ever the scavenger, Dad brought them home and planted them. They have been abused and battered by winter storms for over sixty years, yet every year they put forward gorgeousness in the midst of dank grey. Just when I need it most!