Colours in Winter

Winter can be quite a monochromatic season so the occasional glimpse of colour can be very cheering. Sunrise on an icy morning provided a beautiful pink-grapefruit zing to liven up the bare trees; the colourless appearance of the frosted grass adding to the impact:

The silver grey of  frosted grass makes the colour of red buds stand out more too, like colour on a black-and-white film:

This riverside is completely multicoloured, with the green of ivy, the red stems of dogwood and yellowy willow branches brought to life in the weak February sunshine. Blue sky reflected in the river completes the effect; nothing about this scene could be considered dull.

Even as the winter draws to an end and we are starting to get the first colours of spring arriving there is still evidence of winter's own decorations; this winter began with a spectacular abundance of berries and, although most have now gone to feed the birds, this little tree is still covered with them:

Finally we have the first blossoms about to explode onto the scene. The red buds from the frosty morning are ready to bloom, launching us properly into the bright, cheerful spring that awaits us:

On a smaller scale

It's been a lovely warm afternoon for late February so I've been weeding the gravel bed that makes up our front garden. Dandelions and thistles are not exactly photogenic so I only took the camera out for the "before" and "after" shots that would convince me that I'd made a difference. I was glad I had it though, when I found this little ladybird on my gravel:

I couldn't catch the orange centipede I saw because it was too fast and disappeared under the gravel before I could find it in the viewfinder. However, this little shell in the flower bed wasn't going anywhere:

You would think that a skeleton leaf might behave a little better for a photographer but that was not the case. First, it insisted on being too well camouflaged against the gravel and the stones of the wall to show up. Then, when I found a white slab that would help to show it off, the wind kept picking my leaf up and trying to blow it away. Finally, I brought it in and put it on a slate table mat where it posed beautifully for me:

Frosted Figs

Sometimes a walk around town can yield completely unexpected results. On a particularly frosty morning I took a little detour after dropping a boy off at school to see what interesting pictures I could find.  Although palm trees are not particularly unusual in the South of England, they are not what I am thinking about when I am looking for frosty winter scenes.

Equally alien is this poor little fig tree, leafless in the dead of winter but with a cluster of figs clinging on, glistening with frost.

Sudden Sunshine on a Cloudy Day

Sometimes a change in the light is all that is needed to lift a dull view into an exotic one. The last day of the half-term holiday was threatening rain but I needed to get the boys and myself out into the fresh air so we headed to the recreation ground to blow away a few cobwebs. It was late afternoon and very dull, with the clouds getting thicker and blacker so when I looked around to see if there were any photogenic sights I was disappointed. Then the sun came out, so bright and yellow, peeking through a crack in the clouds as if it had torn its way through to get to us. The once lifeless trees burst into life with a glow I've never seen before, the trunks and bare branches appearing to glow with their own light.

Blue Sky Days

I love blue skies, that azure colour lifts my spirits, even when I'm feeling down. I've also found the blue sky makes a beautiful backdrop for plain branches.


This one has an apparent colour fade in the sky, even as the branches themselves fade into almost nothing. I love the fractal nature of the branches, as they split off over and over again. I can imagine the branching continuing ad infinitum, well beyond the limits of vision and it gives me a feeling that there is always more than I can see.

The sky here makes the perfect background for beech husks while allowing the sunlit bud tips to stand out too:

or, from a different angle, the clear blue provides a calm background for the silhouette without competing detail to interrupt the view:

Whatever the subject of my attention, sky blue is such a calming colour, that I feel I can slow down and take the time to appreciate what is there to be seen. Staring at any of these pictures makes me feel that, if I chose to do so, I could lose myself in meditation within that image and it is lovely to find something that can give me that peace.

Alder Catkins

One of the more interesting trees I have seen this winter is the Alder, with its catkins and cones decorating the leafless branches, providing a feast of shapes in silhouette against the patchy grey sky of late January.

Just a few weeks later and the catkins have filled out; from a different angle and with the morning sun bringing a rich intensity to the colours, the same tree is almost unrecognisable: 

I'm certainly not in a hurry to see the leaves appearing on these beauties, when the winter branches are so beautifully adorned.

A walk in the park - January

On a clear January afternoon, in the recreation ground, the sky was mostly blue and the sun low in the sky so out came the camera. My interest, on this occasion, was specifically the trees, as I wanted to find and then share the glorious pride of the winter tree, standing unabashed with no impatience for the clothing of its spring leaves. There are so many different trees around but many of the shots were too ordinary or showed a little too much of the surrounding area, taking attention away from the tree itself.

I like the silver birches, the pale bark almost glowing as it reflects the ambient light. I find the relaxed droopiness of the general tree shape to be soothing - the tree stands tall while the branches are allowed to drape lazily, the catkin buds creating a little decorative treat on closer inspection.

I've also found there's something quite gentle about winter sun in the afternoon; the bright, yet almost watery, light casts a peaceful mood over the setting. The playground immediately to the left of this scene was chaotic with noisy after-school children, yet I just feel peace when I look at the picture.

My final picture from this outing gives a good example of how opinions can change when you look at something from a different point of view. I don't usually like pollarded trees, I feel the stumpy branches are clumsy and just look out of place in their customary surroundings. However, this time I was looking at shape, silhouette and contrast, concerned only with the tree and the sky, and ignoring the rest of the landscape. To my surprise, I found that the tree was showing a distinctly feisty personality. The cluster of new shoots were an expression of triumphant defiance. It may only be a tree but it's a tree with attitude and I found myself celebrating its determination to keep growing.

There are other pictures taken on this trip to the recreation ground but my interest is in finding new ways to look at things, looking for artistic expression in the everyday landscape. I will share my favourites and explain why I like them; I hope you like them too.