In black and white the beauty of flowers is transformed. Without the colors with which we normally see them, their purest form is revealed, their petals open like sighs, their soft shadows that draw their outline and in some you can see figures of dancers, some are small but firm with fragile but persistent stems, others are large and imposing but bend with every whisper of the breeze. They are all survivors and silent witnesses to the passing of time and the seasons.
Walking along the path and being able to find flowers of different sizes, different shapes and colors, sometimes so tiny that they go unnoticed, is nature's way of telling us that in the ephemeral and in the simplest there is also beauty.
The life of all of us is like a road, there will always be paths where we do not see anything but if we continue walking we can see small flowers until we find a big rose bush.
These photos that I share with you today I have taken them in different occasions, in different places, I think that some of them are Daisies, I don't know much about botany, but if I know something, it is how much I love to photograph nature, maybe for some people they are insignificant photos but for me they are the smile of life!
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This is my entry for the #monomad challenge.
My native language is Spanish, I apologize for any errors in translation.
All images in this post are my property.
English text translated with Deepl.com
Dicen por ahí que los perros ven el mundo en blanco y negro, por lo que siempre me ha llamado la atención esta perspectiva. Si fuera mi visión del mundo, sería un tanto lúgubre para mi gusto, pero imagino yo que podría acostumbrarme hasta volverse mi normalidad.
Si naciéramos con esa visión monocromática no nos haría falta ver a color porque no lo conoceríamos y lo que nunca se ha visto no se extraña! 😁
A very beautiful and wonderful flowers
Thanks ;)
Ok ma