The Beauty of What’s Left Behind
For this post I’d like to share some photos from my morning walk. The weather was pleasantly calm today, with just the right amount of cool air and soft light. After so many rainy days in the past weeks, I think I’ve grown a bit tired of grey skies, so this change in weather made me quite excited to go out with my camera.
As I walked, I noticed something interesting. The same flowers that were blooming beautifully last week have now fallen onto the grass. There were plenty of them lying on the turf, already starting to dry and curl at the edges. Some had light stains and torn petals, but somehow that made them look even more dramatic. Instead of ignoring them, I decided to make them my main subject.
I focused on the fallen flowers first, capturing the contrast between their soft, fading petals and the rough texture of the grass. In black and white, the story of their “after-bloom” stage feels stronger—no bright colors, just shape, shadow, and a quiet sense of time passing.
To complete the story, I also took photos of the fresh flowers still attached to the plant. Their petals are smooth and full, standing upright with more confidence compared to the ones on the ground. Seeing them side by side, the fresh and the fallen, reminded me of how short the blooming period really is.
It was a simple walk, but I enjoyed it a lot. I’m already looking forward to the next one, to see what changes the garden will show me.
Have a good day ahead, everyone.
”To see in color is a delight for the eye, but to see in black and white is delight for the soul.”
Giving life to the flowers that have been washed down! Nice one