Another week of Leanne’ Cole’s wonderful Monochrome challenge. Treat yourself to her Monochrome Madness page for all the submissions.
I hope everyone is enjoying summer up in the northern regions and winter in the land down under! I’ve loved seeing all the images.
I leave on the weekend for our trip!! I have not scheduled anything but hopefully might have a chance to post a few from my laptop and say hello while traveling. In the meantime if I catch something brilliant I will share but if not, don’t worry, I’m still here but it’s too late to say keep calm, panic mode has already set in!
I have not been out much the last few days so this is the monochrome version of a coloured photo I took a while back of Hatley Castle portico in the late afternoon.
and a peaceful afternoon in the meadow by the blackberry field, as the sun flash dances!
in his Just So Stories Rudyard Kipling wrote a tale of “The Butterfly who Stamped.”
And Jim Morrison wrote of one who screamed
I want to hear, I want to hear
The scream of the butterfly – When the Music’s Over – The Doors
But I think…
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. ~Rabindranath Tagore
Finally the soothing rains fall on our poor, parched and thirsty earth here on the west coast though we need much more. I awoke to the sound of gentle tapping on the skylight!!
Rush out into the rain and be soaked with the sky – Rumi
Poppies are my favourite flower. I think it is because they are so fragile and ephemeral and also because most of them chose me and volunteered themselves in my little, often overgrown garden – pink opium poppies, Red flags of the dead poppies, California poppies and a Tibetan blue poppy- the only one I planted. Their petals fly on the wind but for a brief moment they offer an enticing chalice of joy!
The Rain is on the roof- Moody Blues
Leanne Cole’s Monochrome Madness time and a very short story
visit Leanne’s blog for all the wonderful submissions every week
“La Prochaine Fois,- Quelques Cerises! –
from my Uptown Shopping Centre collection of short stories and wish I was back in Paris!
How could anyone not notice her! Adorned with large sunglasses and a Gallic pout she sat alone and Renoir-like at the outdoor cafe under a red umbrella. There was a certain insouciant playfulness to her gestures, a deliberate look of ennui, – and then there was that slight ghosted crust of chocolate sprinkled frozen yogurt above her lip.”
I was hoping my image had a touch of Film Noir to it!! like the wonderful 1981 French film Diva – a thriller which included- the exquisite aria from La Wally (for all you old opera fans)
or else for you funk fans, the adorable Haschak sisters singing uptown funk
.. Uptown funk gonna give it to ya
Count down has begun. I am gearing up for my big trip in August so postings may be a bit sporadic (not unusual for me!)
I’m so excited to be going back again to the land of fairies, standing stones, pipers,misty mountains, emerald glens – and good craic. Time is flying by and so much yet to do!!
“Just living is not enough,” said the butterfly, “one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower.”- Hans Christian Andersen –
and from Paul Anderson- The beautiful- Land of the Standing Stones
I used two layers and a brush to achieve a magical dust effect and I cropped the photo and desaturated it but left a touch of colour in a light leak. It’s not quite a monochrome!
The Dying Sun
(my late afternoon impression)
The light leaks through folds of gauze,
as spreading pools bleed into the shadowed grass.
The moon prepares to cast her winding sheet.
Lady in the water- a haunting piece by James N. Howard
This is love:
to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First to let go of life.
Finally, to take a step without feet.- Rumi