In the bush near the start of the No. 1 Line track, not far from the big rimu. This isn't a sprout, it's a seedling growing on the trunk of a ponga (tree fern).
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10 comments:
I love this one, Pete. I can smell the damp moss ...
Anne-Marie, I biked up there this afternoon and walked up to the first lookout. The place I photographed this has changed a fair bit after the big July storm, and with the recent fine weather there's not much in the way of damp moss right now. Still, it looks like rain's on the way...
You know, Pete, the common thread amongst all your photos is their visceral nature. I am not sure quite how, but they manage to engage all my senses at once.
This one calls to mind the saying "bloom where you're planted."
Kia ora Pete,
I love this one. I can smell the bush from here!
Cheers,
Robb
Robb again Pete. I just read Anee-Marie's comment and laughed when I saw I wrote almost exactly the same thing! But that it was it says to me.
Cheers!
Emma, that's a lovely compliment. Haiku, which have many similar qualities to photographs, seem to succeed best when they engage multiple senses, and I suspect the same can be said for many forms of art.
Robb, yes, the same comment offered independently does carry additional weight. I'm fascinated by how something that's apparently visual )only) can evoke other senses so strongly.
Hi Pete,
This is a wonderful shot!
I'd call it "the beginning of a new life". I agree with Anne-Marie and Robb about the smell also. Amazing how a closeup can possess the bigger picture...
Cheers Greg. Yes, I guess it's the visual equivalent of metonymy — the part representing the whole.
And the light. So delicate.
Michael: If the sun's out, photographing inside the bush can be very difficult indeed. Much easier when it's overcast.
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