#145 The Garden of Wind and Rain

By philberphoto | News

May 27

Rain and wind ruin flowers that have only a few days’ life  during which to dazzle the world with their beauty. Imagine the Japanese, waiting a year for the ceremony of cherry-blossom viewing in the shadow of great Mount Fuji, and then a strong wind blows everything away before it even happens.

So, whereas a flower at its apex is a sight of breathtaking beauty, a mere few minutes of rain and wind can make a lovely flower garden look like a grand ballroom after the party, strewn with leftovers and spent confetti.

So let’s start with a typically beautiful flower garden._DSC4832-1

The passage of time means flowers are now past their prime, but still very pleasant indeed.


More time passes, and flowers continue to degenerate, still retaining lovely colours


Then bad weather strikes, and flowers lose any pretence at elegance, like Cinderella after the ball.

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But somehow, even after the ball was over, and her coach was again a pumpkin, Cinderella remained so attractive that the Prince couldn’t bear to live without her._DSC5151-1 _DSC5207-1 _DSC5246-1

That is when flowers, destructured by the wind and rain, begin to take on a very different form of “something that can be called beauty”.

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This, to me, shows how deep the beauty of the world of flowers runs. Even a single leaf of a battered flower retains an elegance that we, humans, with our millenia of art and technology advancements would be hard pressed to match.

For the gear-minded among you, even though in a previous post I demonstrated how my Leica R 60 Makro Elmarit is significantly sharper than my Leica M 50 Summilux, and even though conventional wisdom says we should use macro lenses for such close-ups, I used  the Summilux for these shots, mounted on my NEX 7 via a helicoid adapter. Defintely not the sharpest combo to use this lens much closer up than it was designed for. Does it matter? Let me know what you think…


PS (sad). On another blog, a dear friend of mine, having exhausted all hope, having had to sell his beloved equipment to stave off financial ruin for his family, gave up and ended his life. He was a sweet, courteous man, and never failed to end his many posts with his trademark signature: “happy shooting!”

I wish to dedicate this post to him, as a sad metaphor that his financial destitution no more robbed him of his humanity than wind and rain can make flowers ugly.

Happy shooting, Yakim!

  • Gods! I’m sorry to hear about your friend. Many times there seems to be no justice in this world.

  • pascaljappy says:

    Philippe, thank you for this moving and beatiful tribute. My condolences to the Fred Miranda community and Yakim’s relatives.

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