The End of a Season
This post originally appeared on Viewfinders.
The unseasonably warm temperatures in Southeastern Virginia have held my summer garden in bloom almost to the winter solstice. But, tonight they are calling for the first frost and I know the blooming flowers will come to an end.
As I set out to give the garden a quick clean up, Iâm reminded of a photographer that I admire who recently announced sheâd be doing a JPG shooting project in 2018. I turn back inside and grab my camera, going into the menu and flipping over to JPG. I make my way through the garden, shooting the remaining blossoms and the seed pods dropping their gifts to hopefully be delivered next year.
I take my time, focusing on telling the story of the end of a season. Because Iâm moving so quietly, the birds gain confidence and begin to visit the surrounding feeders, so I turn my lens towards them. Despite the winter landscape that lies ahead in the coming months, the overwintering birds that flock to the wetlands in our backyard will keep the backyard full of life until the spring brings forth new growth in the garden.
