They’re my favourite flowers to photograph this time of year (at least some flowers I know the name of). Here’s this year’s ones:
Well it is:
Google Lens tells me it’s a dahlia.
As usual, taken with my phone on a walk. (By now it should be a tagline of my blog, honestly.)
I don’t know what they’re called.
They have featured on Some Photoblog before. And it was the best photograph I’ve taken, ever. Still has not been topped. Anyway, here they are in the daylight.
Same as last time, I took this picture while walking down the street, waiting for my take-out order. At the same take-out place, and I think it was even the same take-out order (peri peri burger meal). Pleased to say, though, that I’ve reduced my junk food consumption!
It’s actually two different pink roses. I think they look rather nice.
Taken with my smartphone on a walk (me being the one on a walk, not the smartphone, unless you count the smartphone being on a walk too, since I had it with me), while passing by someone’s garden. Which is the standard for Some Photoblog in 2021, it seems.
There might soon be some different content.
Or then again, there might not.
Who is to know. But I am really happy that there are some nice gardens in my neighbourhood.
My last post was a white rose, and I mentioned that white rose is the symbol of Yorkshire and red rose of Lancashire. Well, pink is a mixture of red and white, so here you have it.
What the title says:
Once again, taken on a walk while passing by some house’s front garden. I do that a lot.
White rose is a symbol of Yorkshire, I’m in Lancashire, which is red rose, but whatever, they’re both cool, I mean the roses and the shires.
I did Colours of Spring in the spring, so now I’m doing Colours of Summer in the summer.
I hope you like them!
It’s still flowers at Some Photoblog!
I saw these pink daisies (I don’t actually know if that’s what they’re called) in one particular place in Castlefield, a little lane by the canal. This is the first time I’ve gone through there so the first time I’ve seen them.
I’m adding these big ones too, they also grow in Castlefield.
I cannot stop photographing flowers.
It’s summer–and that means flowers!
Buttercups never got the attention the deserve on this blog. So here they are now.
Pools of them, actually.
Pictures are from Heaton Park.
Buttercups are made out of old sunshine, said Paul Irving to his teacher Anne Shirley in Anne of Avonlea. I think he was right.
Daisies are always daisies.
The last one looks like they gathered to watch someone give a talk.
Taken–you guessed it–with my smartphone, on–you guessed it–a walk in my park. I could say this post concludes a trilogy titled Spring 2021, but I’ve only just made it up.