I was going to write something to accompany this photo, but I think it speaks for itself.
And by the way…
Thanks, everyone, for indulging all the photographic entries of late. I’m not meaning to get all artsy on my blog, or lazy. But sometimes pictures are able to say things in a way that I cannot. Also, and as always, I see this journal as a repository for anything that crosses my mind tand/or strikes my fancy. And you know already how it is with hummingbirds and me… =:)
That picture is so astonishing, I can’t believe it’s real. All of my favorite colors, so beautifully blended. Perfection. And I love any quote by Thoreau, the writer who has influenced me more than any other.
I actually have a small Thoreau suitcase–a little suitcase I altered and keep only Thoreau books in, plus writing materials. When I feel weary of the world, I pull out the suitcase and read and do a little note-taking.
And I think we are so much alike–it’s amazing the people I’ve met here that aren’t so different. Keeps me from feeling alone.
When I saw this photo for the first time, I thought “seaweed”. Jeannine and I were just this past weekend staying at an inn on the coast of Maine, and I spent some time sketching rocks by the water… so I had that image of seaweed, the type that clings to rocks, in my head.
And that’s what I saw in those — can they be called feathers? — green/brown tendrils on the side of this bird’s head. In a way, it almost looks… constructed, albeit from a dazzling array of colorful swatches of… whatever. The colors are stunning (and I rarely use that word).
It might be because I am currently reading Melissa Milgrom’s fascinating book “Still Life: Adventures in Taxidermy”, but I also thought when I saw this photo “Is this bird alive?” I suppose it would be possible for a skilled photographer to get such a clear and closeup image of one of these quick-flitting creatures, but… I don’t know. Is there a way to find out? — PL
Whoa – gorgeous picture! And what a great quote to pair it with!
It’s phenomenal, isn’t it? Seriously, it took my breath away.
I was going to write something to accompany this photo, but I think it speaks for itself.
And by the way…
Thanks, everyone, for indulging all the photographic entries of late. I’m not meaning to get all artsy on my blog, or lazy. But sometimes pictures are able to say things in a way that I cannot. Also, and as always, I see this journal as a repository for anything that crosses my mind tand/or strikes my fancy. And you know already how it is with hummingbirds and me… =:)
Wow…just amazing.
Agree! I’m in awe.
Re: HOLY MACKEREL
Ha, he deserved a Day of Rest after that!
Seriously, I was (and am) awestruck by this photograph. I felt like weeping, it affected me so. I’m so glad you stopped by to share it with me.
Oh, so glorious!
Amen to that!
That picture is so astonishing, I can’t believe it’s real. All of my favorite colors, so beautifully blended. Perfection. And I love any quote by Thoreau, the writer who has influenced me more than any other.
We are of like minds on this, Candice…you’ve expressed my own reactions to a ‘T’.
(By no means am I pigeon-holing you, but I would have guessed that you, too, are influenced by Thoreau. His words have touched me in countless ways…)
I actually have a small Thoreau suitcase–a little suitcase I altered and keep only Thoreau books in, plus writing materials. When I feel weary of the world, I pull out the suitcase and read and do a little note-taking.
And I think we are so much alike–it’s amazing the people I’ve met here that aren’t so different. Keeps me from feeling alone.
Nature is STUNNING.
She sure is! She knows how to work a crowd to best effect, to make us sit up and take notice. 🙂
He’s the ultimate artist. 🙂
No artistry on earth can match its glory. 🙂
🙂
I’m grateful to the photographer who captured this image, and then shared it with the world. It’s a tiny miracle, isn’t it?
When I saw this photo for the first time, I thought “seaweed”. Jeannine and I were just this past weekend staying at an inn on the coast of Maine, and I spent some time sketching rocks by the water… so I had that image of seaweed, the type that clings to rocks, in my head.
And that’s what I saw in those — can they be called feathers? — green/brown tendrils on the side of this bird’s head. In a way, it almost looks… constructed, albeit from a dazzling array of colorful swatches of… whatever. The colors are stunning (and I rarely use that word).
It might be because I am currently reading Melissa Milgrom’s fascinating book “Still Life: Adventures in Taxidermy”, but I also thought when I saw this photo “Is this bird alive?” I suppose it would be possible for a skilled photographer to get such a clear and closeup image of one of these quick-flitting creatures, but… I don’t know. Is there a way to find out? — PL