Spring Textures

Flowers started blooming early this year here in Vancouver, British Columbia, with some coming out in February. Perhaps our mild winter was a result of climate change or caused by a combination of other factors. Whatever the case, the springlike weather has gotten me out to do more photography. On a recent stroll in my neighbourhood, I was attracted to the scene below by the bright yellow daffodils and the pleasing variety of textures, shapes, and shadows. 

 

 

 

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Maple in Midsummer

This majestic maple tree stands in a park near where I live. I usually like to photograph it in the autumn when its leaves turn golden. However, recently I was strolling through the park and noticed the sun shining brightly through the maple's topmost branches, creating a powerful reminder that the height of summer can be a time of hope and strength. 

 

 

 

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The Present Moment

When something catches my attention while I'm strolling around with my camera, I often become so immersed in the present moment that it seems as if the flow of time has stopped altogether. This feeling came over me recently when I happened to look up and was struck by the beauty of these glowing autumn leaves still clinging to the branches of a maple tree.

Last Leaves of Autumn

Photo © John S. Mitchell 2024

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Autumn Dogwood

When autumn arrives, this dogwood tree that grows in our front yard undergoes a complete transformation as its long, elegant leaves slowly change from green to crimson. Every time I look at them, I'm reminded that I don't really have to venture far from home to enjoy nature's beauty. 

 

 

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Old Sugar Maple

In the fall, I always return to photograph this big sugar maple tree that grows in a park not far from my home. I'm not sure how old the maple is. However, judging by the girth of its trunk, the tree must have been planted well over a century ago. Its leaves turn a variety of hues, ranging from bright yellow to brilliant red. As they float to the ground, the colorful leaves form a carpet of memories beneath my feet. 

 

 

 

 

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