Of course beauty is in the eye of the beholder. One's eye must be attuned to what one loves. Love wraps the object of ones desire in glorious color and form.
Beauty lurks in suprising places, having a camera in my pocket sharpens my antenae sometimes. Have just posted on the same thing!
Lisa - so I'm delusional? LOLBelinda - the camera does help us see the beauty in the otherwise blah.
Dear MMD, delusional, no. Artistic and appreciative of all nature is offering us, yes. The beauty is most certainly there. Some have to train their eye to see it, especially when society says otherwise, whether it is a woman's naturally fading hair color or the exquisite decay of plants.Frances
B, I think the garden at this stage in the cycle is indeed beautiful~I love seedheads and faded leaves. gail
B, I truly see the beauty in this stage or a garden's life cycle. H.
It's hard to let go of the gardening time, but there is still so much to appreciate - it's nice to go out and look for it - great shots of beautiful ruins :)
I think you are right that beauty is in front of us all the time. If a rose were in full bloom in late November, it might set the standard but these withered seed heads certainly have beauty in a landscape which has gone brown and gray.
I love the architectural beauty of the withered stems. You can appreciate the twists and curves much better when they're not competing with bright green foliage!
MMD, eek, the scabiosa 'Beaujolais bonnets' on my post is indeed a perennial, my mistake, but mine also fail regularly so I treat it as an annual and buy seed or cheap plugs. Thanks for flagging that, culpa mea. Will correct on the post.
I think the beauty of decay and decline is harder to appreciate because it reminds us of garden's approaching "death" (winter, for us northern gardeners, at least) and thus of our own mortality.
Beauty is definitely in the eye of the beholder, and there is nothing wrong with finding beauty in shriveled stems...it's a part of nature.
I love the beauty to be found in dead or dying seedheads, frost-bitten foliage, even, on a recent post of mine, some frost-kissed compost spilled on a table! I think we should all look for beauty in strange places and at strange - for gardeners - times. I love your photos.
I join with all those who see beauty in every stage of a plant's, or a person's life. I'm also celebrating my third blogoversary with four Giveaways in December. I hope you'll visit.
Not wrong at all, MMD. I've learned to appreciate the beauty in these faded blooms and dried stems, too. I look at them as a reminder of the past and a promise of what is to come next season.
I would say savoring every stage of the garden is a true gardener...I find beauty in all seasons as well.
This was one of those posts where I enjoyed reading all of the comments. One thing that crossed my mind, is that there are folks who pass by a garden of blooms without looking, because it's not what they're tuned into or something. Even if they don't ignore the color, they will probably not appreciate the beauty in the fading and decay if they aren't gardeners.By the way, a number of years ago, the gal who was cutting my hair pulled out a few gray ones without consulting me. How did she know whether I'd want them gone? That really bugged me.
Frances - yes, exactly!Kathy - that's very deep, and probably on the money.Sue - I certainly wouldn't want someone pulling out my hair. You're right, we are tuned in, and we need to spread this to everyone so they can appreciate the beauty of our planet, so then they'll work hard to save it.
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