focus: week two
My photo for week two of the year of Focus.
I actually did not feel in focus this week, but as if I am slowly coming into focus in one area of my life. Or maybe even more nebulous than that, as if the picture is in the process of emerging from a grey-green murk, like a Polaroid, revealing things I had never before noticed.
Last week, there were too many areas for my camera to focus on them all at once (the stamens), and I felt as if that photo from the Botanical Gardens spoke to how I’d felt in the beginning of my journey.
This week, I finally gathered the seeds from the thoroughly dried cardinal climber seed pods, and as I was putting the chaff into the compost bin I realized how lovely it had become. Once they were emptied, the pods became translucent to the light. I ran to get my camera to record the moment: the cold, wintry light and the chaff become buff-colored stained glass, melancholy echoes of the original flowers.
However, my little point-&-shoot did not want to focus on these tiny figures. I was frustrated at the time. Looking back at the week just past, though, the photo seems to have fit my experience perfectly.