I am always content to find a bit of beauty in unexpected places.
Just as I was ready to throw out last week’s tulips, I took a moment to see them once more, as they were and found their forms–lolling tongue’s and grounded wings–more fascinating than the perfect bloom.
And so I am sharing them with you. A last gesture of appreciation!
In form and multiplicity of color, nature's plethora is intoxicating to my eye. Tulips are so unique. I am so amused when they continue to grow after placement in water and a simple penny keeps them from drooping…that on it's own is amazing. Love them!
xoxo, Chris
The color is beautiful as are the petals…….swaying to and fro.I too would find them hard to toss…….just wait until all the petals are on the table or below.
I love the fact that you found the art and beauty there! Thanks for the great inspiration. Have a great evening – Jalon
You have turned these into a work of art Heather – the grain and colour in these petals is amazing! I am just working on an exhibition of found objects on a road well traveled and you really captured the essence of this!!
Keep your camera moving – certainly a great eye!! Cheers!!
Sweet sadness. As right after Christmas perfectly beautiful trees are thrown away at the curbs still with gold and silver threads and pieces of decorations.
Flowers succumb to fading with such a beauty and stoicism to the very last moment.
PS. Thank you for stopping by.
Natalie
That does it. Now I KNOW we were separated at birth. I have a bunch of photos of tulips in that same stage on MY camera. I love tulips and now I know that you do too!
I always feel a little sad when it comes time to part with flowers after they gave me such pleasure. But you know what they say…all good things must come to an end!
XX
Debra~
Ah yes, the beauty of faded glory. And in that beauty lies such sadness, of life ebbing away. Is that why it is so hard to throw them out at this stage? I always feel guilty. But yes, such beauty in the sculptural forms and the colours which have twisted themselves into such glorious stripes.
I just love the way a bunch of tulips 'lives' in my vase. They bow and rise gracefully, react to extra water in the vase and as you say are beautiful to the end
As they say, dear Heather, it is not over until the fat lady sings…..Bravo and Encore to the Tulips!!!