It’s our first spring in Dumfries. After an almost non-stop inclement weather, hales, floods and rain, I have started to wonder when the springs comes. Then by some trick of nature the skies cleared for two days in a row, the sun peeked out – and the tree across the road from our house in Glenholm Place has blossomed!
It was 6.45am. John was still fast asleep. The morning was crispy and bright. I was in a mood for spring colours – delicate, pastel, pink, life-affirming. That tree was magical, beaconing me to come out and photograph the fragile blooms. I opened the back door pretending I wanted to take the rubbish out – it was just a pretext. I needed to satisfy my creative side. I took a few frames and went back home, only to be stopped by our next door neighbour who told me that I should go to the Crichton in a couple of weeks – I’ll find more gorgeous floral subjects to shoot there.
Life is beautiful!