My new resolution is to walk for at least thirty minutes each day no matter the weather. Rain, snow, sleet, hail . . . like the postal service, I shall persevere. Unless I’m feeling crabby. Or lazy. But otherwise, I’ll be walking off the pounds in no time at all. And that means that I’ll be armed and dangerous, toting around my camera for bloggers everywhere. Okay, just for you guys, but hey, that sounded good, huh? Today I’m torn between regaling you with my macro flower collection and larger pictures of the park in general (how do you photobloggers make these decisions?). Because I’m not a photoblogger, and I want immediate gratification in all things, I will do both and see how it goes.
Neil, you’ll be glad to hear that I know where all these were taken. And when. At the park (that’s in Massachusetts, U. S. A.). Yesterday. I’d be more specific about the where, but I don’t want random web loonies showing up at my door for my autograph. You know how famous we photographer types are.
This first one is of the fountain that I first photographed back in January when it was cold and stark, with no water running, but now it’s sprung (summered?) into life:
They’ve also built a fence up around it. I guess so that people won’t go walking around in it as they do in the fountains in Boston. Actually, the city of Boston encourages people to walk in the fountains during “heat waves” (so cute!), and it’s a good thing, too, as the folks up here just aren’t good with heat. Come to think of it, neither am I anymore, now that I’ve become acclimated to this wonderful four season weather.
Here’s a view from “behind” the fountain, looking off at a tiny gazebo in the distance:
I dunno, I like the rocks and then the light shining (um, it’s the sun. Of course).
This next one is just so . . . I don’t know New England to me. And peaceful.
On the other side there are benches that actually face the gazebo hatch thing where I imagine in decades past small bands would play to entertain people. I guess this bench is for the people who are in a huff because their favorite song isn’t being played.
And this next one is bound to interest and astound the boys:
It’s a lawn mower thing. No idea what the little cart is behind, but if I weren’t in such a get fit mood, I’d have wanted a lift back to my car.
I took about twenty pics of this because I wanted to get it right, and I still don’t think it’s quite right. But look! Rainbow:
Okay, it’s a sprinkler rainbow, so I don’t know if it counts. But pretty.
This is the rose garden where the above rainbow picture was taken, though (obviously) from a different angle:
While we’re here at the rose garden, how about some rose pics? Yay! A quick shout out to Fanta for telling me about macro mode; I love it!!
First, the lengths that I will go to in order to take pics for you guys . . . I risked getting (gasp!) sprayed by the sprinkler to bring you this:
Okay, I was far more worried about my camera than my park hair (which is a ponytail), so it’s all off center and strange.
But here’s a red red rose:
and a red red rose bud:
There were also pink roses:
This is getting super long now, and I don’t want you all to nod off. Guess I’ll have to post the rest some other day. Which works out well because I may get blahggers block and need something to fall back on!
That first pic is totally unrelated, but I told Chris I’d post it for him a few posts ago. It’s of seagulls, and I took that one in Florida. I think in the Panhandle (okay, Neil, so it’s an old one, and I don’t recall). It’s also not very sharp because it’s a pic of a pic. But still. Pretty flying seagulls. Yay!