It's dark, it's late and the November evening light is seeping away. We had no summer and now out of season, a patch of hedgerow is coming back into bloom. While hoping to snap berries and rosehips, here I am taking dark photos of blackberry blossoms and buds. Sprinkles of life in the shadowy withering tangle....
Late blooming is not about perfection. How could it be? It's far too last minute for that, not enough sun, not enough heat. Time is running out. It's more about getting away with it. Basking in the opportunity. Snatching the limelight when all the early bloomers have faded out.
These thorny bushes will never bear the fruit they missed out on. They bloom for no one, programmed to complete the cycle of life.
The shutter closes like the blink of an eye.
Every last November second counts double for a late bloomer. Half light, dark light, any light, snatched, snapped and wallowed in......
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Beautiful photos!
ReplyDeleteThe same thing is happening here and I say "you fool, what are you doing?" to the budding plant. But nature has its own reasons and like you, I'm left to wonder - and photograph :)
ReplyDeleteAhh! But they did bloom for a reason... just for you!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful thanks for giving those plants their moment of glory.
ReplyDeleteSarah x
I have been catching up here. Your photos are a window into the divine.
ReplyDeleteYou reveal the magic in decay. Thank you for sharing your extraordinary work.
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ReplyDeleteNature has its own laws. The pictures are very nice. Yours.
A nice set of pics - suffused with sadness - as the time between each November seems to get shorter and shorter...I'm looking forward to spring like a kid looking forward to Christmas.
ReplyDeleteBTW "They bloom for no one" I think you've hit on a good song title there Catherine.
They're blossoming here too. Maybe like the rest of us they are trying to squeeze as much out of the season before the cold grasp of winter.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful collection of images - I like the faithful dog waiting on the road.
Hello Catherine
ReplyDeleteThank God for late bloomers. They never say never and their optimism is to be complimented.
Your photos are superb and evoke nostalgia and may I say a big thank you to those brave ones.
Helen xx
Wonderful photos
ReplyDeleteAs always, a beautiful post. Your words & images always bring me back to the center of my soul. And like Helen said above, I love the late bloomers and can't help cheering them on : )
ReplyDeleteTime has run out here with the recent snow...I wonder how the carrots are under cover...late bloomers are such brave plants continuing against all odds.
ReplyDeleteAutumn is turning into winter where I live, but even now, ever so often, I see a lone bloom or some bright red leaves still on tree branches. At the height of autumn, I would not notice this simple pleasures.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos as always. I especially like the one with the dog and the one with the moss-covered rocks.
ReplyDeleteThere's something magical and deep that blossoms in the darkness. Stunning imagery..and such beautiful thoughts!
ReplyDeleteI've always loved your photos! ♥
ReplyDeleteSigh.. just gorgeous! Thanks so much for being part of my celebration!! xo
ReplyDeletelittle surprise gifts . . . absolute enchantment.
ReplyDeleteDelightful, Catherine!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, I love your words, so poetic...and that green moss, just sigh!!
ReplyDeleteLove it, especially since I feel I'm a late-bloomer myself!
ReplyDeleteLove this post, I am so thankful for late-bloomings (including my own one)
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