This year on my self-taught photographic journey, summer flowers beg portraiture. In photographing them, I am learning that flowers are not like high school seniors or brides coming for a formal setting. Brides and seniors wash up first and remember to apply some mascara. Not flowers. They come just as they are. With the naked eye, they look fine. Under the macro lens, not so pristine. Often the photographer must do a little dusting and gardening to get the perfect shot. Take a field of daisies for instance. From a distance they are a blur of white, lovely, pure, and embracing.
Everything looks perfect. What a supportive community to join! What a handsome fellow to fall in love with! With a great church! The honeymoon is on and the whole scene glistens like the sun breaking through after a soggy week in Seattle.
Oh sure, there’s a little pollen on the white petals, but not to worry. I’m sure this is a marriage made in heaven. This roommate situation is just perfect. I’ll try this church hopeful it won’t disappoint me like the last half dozen. The vows are exchanged; the roommate moves in; the church pledge has been sealed and then the scene changes.
What? I didn’t realize things could get this messy. He’s getting his pollen all over me! There are notches in her perfect petals where bugs have chewed. I didn’t know the politics in this organization could be so ugly! Doing life in community is like a daisy hug–not what it seems from afar, but worth the effort. Remember that together a clump of daisies makes quite an impact. You just have to get the right perspective.
Marlee Huber ~ For YOUR FLOURISHING LIFE!