“Love softens the hardest edges of life’s tumult.”
― Bryant McGill
Along the dirt road that leads to one of my favourite hiking trails, are huge clumps of lilacs. There are many varieties, ranging from deep purples to the purest of whites. Their fragrance fills the air, even in the rain.
They certainly aren’t native to the location, likely planted as ornamental shrubs by the property owners many years ago. And, their beauty continues to please those who pass by to this day.
These lilacs are also very hardy, blooming long after most of the lilacs in town have faded. As I was passing, I stopped to make a few quick shots, enjoying the colours, textures, and of course, the fragrance of the lush and plentiful blossoms.
Since I was shooting with my macro lens, and there was a bit of a breeze, the images came out a bit soft, which bothered me at first. But, the more I looked at them, the more I began to like the soft, dream-like appearance. Perhaps, a bit of softness is alright on occasion?
Tamron SP AF 90mm f/2.8 Di Macro 1:1 (272ENII)@90mm
1/250 sec, f/9.0 ISO 800