May 28, 2013

I have been trying for several days now to get the perfect photo of my gorgeous purple iris and yellow bush. But though I snap away in varying degrees of light, angle, and bloom-to-bud ratios, I never come close to capturing how amazing they are. I did learn early in my blogdom that the best photos are ones that have an attitude, a perspective, and don’t simply simply try to flatten nature to 2-D. Because those are doomed to pale in comparison to the original held firmly in the mind’s eye. But I finally have to resign myself to posting a less-than-inventive photo if only to be reminded of this magnificence in a few short days and the many months to come when they will be gone. And suddenly I nearly forgive the transgressors of interminably described vacation slideshows of my past. They were simply trying to render their memories more radiant than the facsimiles thereof. I sigh, and hit Publish.