Winter marks the coming of age of every year and yet at the same time it is also the point in which a new young year is being born again. It is in the nexus of the old and the new.
There are quite plenty of the us who finds winter to be the most dreary season of the year. It is quite understandable. It is when we are constrained with indoor activities because it is very cold to spend our time outside. The sun rarely shine and the lack of its glorious presence has a tremendous influence to the temperaments of many.
Every time I go out there and have my running session, I always come across the Dommel river. This river runs from the northern part of Belgium near pear into the southern part of the Netherlands near ‘s Hertogenbosch. The day was so beautiful when I ran that day. The beauty of that day glows through the Dommel river which is quite difficult to miss that I have to stop for a while so that I could capture that particular event.
This is a very small wildflower forcing its way out between the bricks. It looks rather huge in this photograph because of the perspective in which the subject is taken. Traditionally speaking, this flower falls under the category of weed. Most gardeners and and garden owners find weeds to be undesirable that must be pulled-out. They do not belong to the architecture of the garden. But I find this little wildflower to be so gorgeous. It seems delicate. At the same time, I wonder whether it is still gorgeous and delicate when it has grown out of control; when it engulfed the whole garden; when culture (garden) is overwhelmed by nature (weeds)?
When the photograph above was taken, the window – whether used as a frame or as an object itself – did not play a central role until this week’s photo challenge on the daily post. As the tree outside clearly suggests, this has been taken last winter this year. Obviously, what this particular picture initially tries to show is my desk and the view familiar view outside when I am sitting behind my desk. When one looks at this picture, one does see the desk and the view outside the window, namely, the tree. Although being at the centre of the photograph that divides the desk and the tree, the inside and the outside, the window seems to deflect our attention. When we look outside, we see the view, but never the window, when, obviously enough, we cannot see the view without the window. Until today when The Daily Post has invited us to change our perspectives and the way we look at the photograph we have taken in the past.
The Much to Tell About Nothing Blog’s contribution for this week’s photo challenge on Daily Post entitled ‘Layered’ is a photograph of layers upon layers of spiderwebs on a tree branch. The leaves on this branch was covered by a thick layer of spider webs which makes me wonder how many spiders actually live there. It is like a borough of spiders living within their small neighborhood. The photograph was taken one morning of August. It was, therefore, the peak of summer at its best. I was running through the park close to where I live. I do not make a habit of taking pictures while running because it interrupts my work out (which I think defeats the purpose of working out). But I made an exception for this particular moment because the site of this branch of leaves covered by spiderwebs is simply difficult to resist. It has indeed a ‘wow’ factor and therefore must be photographed and shared.
In the previous blog entry entitled Voyeuristic Gaze Through the Lens of a Video Cam: Black Billed Magpie posted last Saturday dated 25th of March 2017, I have shown a photograph and a video of a pair Black Billed Magpie who are building and guarding their nest. To watch them closely from a distance gives a sense of intimate privilege and privilege of intimacy. I cannot get enough, so I went back to the attic and looked at the window. Of course, the pair of black billed magpie I have shown in the previous blog entry is still on their post. They are so committed indeed in fulfilling their duties. This time, however, I have spotted one of their kind in solitude or at least alone in that particular moment. Below, you will find a video I have uploaded on youtube as I watch this bird more closely.
I am not entirely sure of what these birds are called. Their main physical characteristic is that they have black and white plumage. When search the google search engine through the keywords: ‘black birds with black and white feathers’. The search result was extensive and provided an ample quantity of photographs of black and white feathered birds. The closest image to the bird I was looking for is called Black Billed Magpie. It’s scientific name is Pica Hudsonia. In some sources, they are mentioned as Pica Pica (Linnaeus). The sources also indicate that these birds are usually seen in Western North America. These birds on the photographs are seen in North-Western part of Europe. Is it possible that these birds are migrating? Are they now on a stop-over because they have to rear their young?