Friday, June 14, 2013

Grasslands

The land that rises from my back door that was once etched with a edge of blustered wind and piled high with drifted snow has given way to a profusion of gentle swaying green.


In places, this field of new fresh fronds reaches my shoulders.  I wonder about slenderness ratios and how something so slight and seemingly feeble can stand so tall!


And in amongst the emerald green there are touches and blushes of a delicate dusted pink.  It is so slight and of such a delicate hue that you would miss it in hurry and bustle.


I've used this horizon in many of my pieces over the years.

winter song brooch/necklace 2


grass and crocus


spring field front

Elsewhere, in amongst the waving fronds, a few beauties stand even taller.  They are the Queens of all they survey with their delicate lace crowns.



The honeysuckle is out and the alliums are popping.  Everywhere is like a slow motion, silent, daytime firework display.  I'm waiting for the grande finale!

4 comments:

  1. Beautiful images and love your broach... I have a little pair of your studs but one day I hope to own something bigger... Cx

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    1. Oh thank you! I'm so happy to hear that you are a 'hybrid handmade' owner!

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  2. I bet it smells amazing! Beautiful photos, as usual :)

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    1. I think the 'smell' gives me hay-fever but I love it anyway!

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