that must have been wonderful! i always think that summer has arrived when i see the dandelions.
yum yum. the dandelion milk is quite horrid though. and the leaves get bitter when they're old. when i was a kid we used to dare each other to taste the milk and try to trick each other to eat old leaves saying they were wild sorrel.
<shocked looks in your direction> that was a wicked thing for a kid to do ... hahahaha!
yes, it was very wondrous to lie there in all that fantastic yellow, with the warm sun coming down on me and the bees buzzing all around me everywhere. a small piece of heaven, i think. and it comes every year. i am so lucky.
What a wonderful barn, in particular with the bright blue sky and the dandelions in front. Looks very friendly. Nice composition too (except for cutting off the top bit of the roof). From a purely practical point of view, I'd have preferred this in a slightly smaller version, so that one doesn't have to zoom around that much in all directions (I generally prefer to be able to view photos on my screen in one piece ). This would also have made the barn look a bit sharper. Other than that, I really like this!
I guess most people like viewing pictures as a whole, in particular if detail doesn't matter that much (at least not as much as it would, say, in a macro shot of something very tiny). And I'm using a rather small screen too.
Unfortunately, my comment doesn't have any constructive criticism in it. My pictures rarely have a point to them so I'm always impressed when I remember that some people have *purpose* in theirs. All I can say is an abbreviated version of the note I sent you. It reminds me of home, and nothing is better than that feeling. *hugs again*
Those old barns may LOOK rickety, but they were built pretty solid to have stood this long. Those notched logs made a really good wall. ^^
The dandelions, on the other hand... are everything they seem.... soft yet prickly, and so fun to pet... I love the feel of their petals on my fingers... and the only thing you get from petting barns is splinters.
You've a good eye, I agree: the contrast between the two is wonderful.
I do too. The barn is the place where we stored our potatoes while they were freshly dug up and drying. It really has a lot of charachter. I'd love to draw it, maybe in pen and ink one of these days. Might also make a nice pic reference for something like a pastels or oil pic, but that is farther away in the future.