Dream of poppies and castles and mysterious islands....

This morning, I wrote a few pages, then started playing with my photo editor.  I really was only going to  find one or two photos of red poppies, but then I started organizing and changing and playing.  At first, I felt guilty, but as lovely as the sharp, crisp blue and white of our winter landscape is, there isn't much...er...variation.  White. Blue. Pale blue. Gray.  And it has been thus for a month.   I uploaded some new pictures to my Flickr account, and here are some for your pleasure, too.

Red poppies. These alongside the old mill house nearby Loch Lomond.

And this is very close.  Poppies are one of my favorite flowers and the stamens are partly why.  Look at those textures! The tickly, silky contrast of them.  Delicate and vivid.  (Click on the photo to get a better close up.)

This is a window at the Glasgow School of the Arts.  Barely spent an hour there, but it was one of the most intriguing stops on my visit this time.  I loved this window. Doesn't it look like it's melting, or a painting? Curling up in that window would be a delight for an artist. 

Or a writer.                           

                        Or a gardener

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

These two suggest entire novels.

 

                                     

And perhaps they will be, though maybe not what you might think.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Anyone else have cabin fever?  What are you dreaming of? 

Comments

[Mel]

I don't have cabin fever (it just got cold here and we certainly don't have any snow)...but poppies make me so happy. I love them! I think they are underrated as flowers--just like daisies. :)

[HB]

I usually read via a feed so I just now saw, love the design!

And you should friend me on flickr :)

[Barbara Samuel]

Poppies are like a slightly tipsy woman with her silk gown falling from her shoulders to reveal a glimpse of a little too much.

HB--will do!

[Andrea]

" Anyone else have cabin fever? What are you dreaming of?"

OCEANS. Not cold ones. Vast cool ones. Floating twists of kelp, kept afloat by hard yellow pods that pop under your nails. Burrowing hermit crabs. Peeling lifeguard stations. Home!

(it was 7 degrees when I woke up! not any snow, just COLD.)

[Julie]

If I had had time the last few days, I would have had cabin fever with the kids out of school for a snow day.

I love poppies, too. I created my banner for one of my blogs by using a photo I took of a poppy in Toronto a few summers ago. (http://anaudienceofme.blogspot.com/)

I have a little obsession with taking photos of windows. Looking in or out, they certainly can stir up a story!

[Julie]

Oops. If you really want to see my poppy banner, kindly remove the parenthesis from the right end of the link I posted when you browse there. :)

[Julie]

Oops. If you really want to see my poppy banner, kindly remove the parenthesis from the right end of the link I posted when you browse there. :)

[Barbara Samuel]

Oceans, yeah. That would be good.

And Julie, me too on the windows! I shoot photos of windows obsessively.