Oh, isn’t it so good to see winter finally throwing back the covers and letting a bit more light in these days?! Yes, it might still be very cold, but the days are getting longer and the light is getting stronger. There is hope 😉
Sunday was the most glorious day, with the sunlight actually feeling warm. We went for a family walk in the local countryside and I felt like we’d been let out of prison: the joy that crept through my body and onto my face was tangible. We stopped by one of our favourite trees with a rope swing and my daughter hopped on, tossing her coat off for me to catch. I got this shot, which I love:
During the week, I’ve been basking, no revelling, in the light that has occasionally streamed into our conservatory (I’ve decided to call it the Canaries – it’s where we get our winter sun). The light is still gloriously low, bringing a soft gorgeous hue to everything. Including these ordinary daffodils.
Yesterday, the light struck these and another big vase of daffs in such a way that it stopped me in my tracks. The sheer beauty of such simple, cheap flowers was a small wonder. The dazzling yellow light that the two vases were emitting gave the impression that someone had turned the lights on – only they emitted light that was far more beautiful than electric light.
I grabbed my phone (should’ve got the SLR, no excuse this time) and took a shot. Not the most amazing shot ever, I know, but it captured the feel. And as the theme of The Photo Gallery this week is Light (Tara, what a gift of a theme for photographers?!!) I thought I’d pop it up on here.
Two years ago I took a shot of daffodils in our conservatory that I’m rather fond of.
Click on the photo below to check out the other photos – they’re really special this week, some are simply divine.