This photograph has been taken last spring of 2017 and has already been posted on this blog entitled: The White Roses in the Early Days of Spring 2017. This week’s photo challenge has weaved an opportunity for this photograph be exhibited again.
This photograph depicts how binary structures, such as life and death, old and new, arrival and departure are deconstructed. Life and death are not just two ends of a spectrum, but rather intertwined. Birth and death are brought together by growth.
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)?
The white roses in the garden are already starting to announce their arrival. Their new green leaves are already forcing their way out from the stem that has been bare the whole cold winter. The photograph above depicts this most exciting transition from winter to spring awaited by many including myself. It is beautiful to see how the old rose from the last year is giving way to the new ones this year. When one ends, another starts all over again. Indications of spring such as this in combination with the bright blue sky, sounds of birds, and temperature slightly rising-up can really lighten up one’s mood.
As it has already been mentioned in the previous blog post entitled Behold, The First Sign Of Spring published yesterday, I have spotted two little and yet gorgeous flowers on the garden. They might be small, but their bright beautiful colours make them difficult to be unnoticed. Their site is a constant reminder that the long, cold and dark winter is almost behind while the most awaited spring is almost near. Aside from the plants that can survive the cold winter and remain green throughout the year, the colours of these flowers are the first indication that the garden is about to transform. Every year, they never fail in what they do: they remind us of spring while at the same time they make us excited of the spring yet to come.
Every morning, while still half asleep, the first thing I do is to go to the kitchen, turn-on the coffee machine, and make myself a cup of coffee. While drinking the first cup of my morning coffee, my mind starts to gain full consciousness and thus becomes aware of the pressing matters I need to attend the rest of the day.