. . . at the end of my block. It was the wild roses that caught my eye and sent me for my camera. They cascade down the embankment where the privacy fence separates the last townhouse from a marshy area and the parking lot of an office building. As so often happens, the camera failed to capture what my eye was so perfectly relaying to my brain - the lovely pink flowers are barely visible.
Change of angle and moving in closer helps.
Still not as impressive as they were to the naked eye. So here's a close-up. Wild roses have been blooming in the area for several weeks now, sending out their sweet scent surprisingly far from where it originates. My mother loved wild roses.
If the roses were illusive, the cattails were not. So soft and fuzzy at the moment.
Groups showed different stages in growth.
Some had delicate tendrils picked up by the breeze.
Some started looking like Tolkienesque creatures, old wizened faces giving challenge through the viewfinder. It spooked me just a little.
But I kept on zooming in on groups, trying to shake the feeling these cattails were starting to disapprove.
Endless source of fascination. No idea if any of these images will spawn an idea for a textile.
The parking lot adjacent has a fairly wide landscaped strip acting as buffer between parking spaces and the drop-off to the marsh. Gravel, trees, and inexplicably, two large stones plopped at the end near the street. I've always meant to photograph them and finally I had camera in hand. They are a lovely rust with hints of teal.
Layers in rocks have always fascinated me.
Cracks too. These had the added interest of a pile of small rocks from the gravel below - how did they get on top of this rock? And a very tiny one actually wedged in the crack.
Look closely, the crack near the bottom veers off for some reason while the upper one stays firm to the vertical drop. But they don't quite meet up.
I'm also fascinated with the way the narrow layers run in several directions. There's inspiration here, but I don't know how to incorporate it yet.
And that's the hard and soft at the end of my block.