When The Sky Falls To The Ground

In the wooded areas of the garden the scilla reign; springs herald. Iridescent, glowing, it paints the ground and hopefully, some day, the fern gardens as well. At the moment it's a tentative brush stroke. I scatter the seed heads every year and slowly they spread. And yesterday the daffs started to bloom. I think spring is finally here.

the lower pond garden, 2013

scilla, 2013

scilla and daffs against a stone wall, 2013

Longing for a Certain Blue

Walking about the garden today, making mental lists of what needs to be done, [and there is a lot as I am late starting,] I shot photos of the scillias who are finally beginning to colonize parts of the woody areas.  I love that blue. Seeing them on the computer I was disappointed. Not the feel I know is there, so change lens. Still not right. Play about with color values. Still not right. Dig a scilla out of the ground, wash it and scan it. Mummm better, but still not. Go back outside and walk among the scilla. Yes that's the blue. I guess you just have to walk among them.

scanned scillia