My Garden, Weather

A Time to Reflect

A golden hour doesn’t last very long, just like golden opportunity doesn’t come by very often.

Manual, EF 24-105mm f/4L IS USM lens, f/16, 1/40sec, ISO 100, focal length 70mm, white balance cloudy, evaluative metering

It’s a beautiful morning in my neighborhood.

Manual, EF 24-105mm f/4L IS USM lens, f/16, 1/40sec, ISO 100, focal length 82mm, white balance cloudy, evaluative metering

I’ve been working on preparing my garden for early spring planting. I have to say that I’m in a better shape this time, less aches and pains.  There are still lots to do, the red bridge needs a new coat of paint, and it’s time to reseal the deck also.

Manual, EF 24-105mm f/4L IS USM lens, f/16, 1/3sec, ISO 100, focal length 24mm, white balance cloudy, evaluative metering

Lee’s old bird bath didn’t stand the chance of the cold winter and was leaking real bad.  I finally had to get a new one.  The birds were drinking from the fish pond and I was afraid that they might fall into it. This one is more sturdy, and blends in with the garden well.

Manual, EF 24-105mm f/4L IS USM lens, f/16, 1/6sec, ISO 100, focal length 60mm, white balance cloudy, evaluative metering

6 thoughts on “A Time to Reflect”

    1. Gerry, the deck was from last year’s list, I guess I spent too much time playing instead of working. The garden work is rewarding, I can’t wait to start planting again.

  1. You have many task ahead… and I agree with Gerry. “Life is full of choices and rewards.” Soon enough your garden will reward you with plenty of beauty.

    1. Cambree, I’m looking forward to growing lots of eatable plants this year. It looks like it would be warm enough to start planting next weekend. I might plant more herbs in pots this year, some part of my garden are not ideal for digging. There’s definitely a lot of beauty in the garden, all it needs is TLC. 🙂

  2. Your writing flows like a golden-ancient river, meandering slowly, quietly touching here and there, bringing forth life, resonating an echo, a voice, a song that speaks of the eternal beauty of things simple.

    Your prose is simple. Simple is truth, boundless. Reminds me of lines from the ‘Lost Generation,’ Hemingway’s and Fitzgerald’s. Thanks for sharing.

    1. Hi PaNoy, thanks. I never see my writing that way, although your comment fits the description better, very poetic in nature. 🙂

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