Tuesday, May 7, 2013


Blushed Hues
(image by rmp, that's me)

Hidden in the whispering wind  
lies a secret only trees hear;  
a message so sweet and touching,  
they dust the earth with their pink tears  
blushed hues of love, joy and rebirth.  

Behind the image:  My favorite part of spring is the blossoms that adorn the winter bare limbs of trees.  While in general, I do appreciate a lovely flower, there is something about their presence on trees that instills an odd sense of peace.  So, I have been finding myself, when the occasion arises, photographing these blooms.  Afterwards, I have some extra fun tweaking them with an photo editing app.  Just for the fun of it and because it is easier to show and view the images, I have begun posting them (original next to recreation) on a blog.  As the blooms slowly disappear, I'm sure I'll find other things to transform.  For now, I'll stick with the delicate hues of spring dusted trees.


Brian Miller said...

absolutely lovely...the pic and the verse...and i want to listen in on their secret...smiles.

Mary said...

Me too. I love the beautiful blossoms this time of year. It is so refreshing after the long winter!