Flowers for Friday – Yellow Gerbera Daisy
When I flew in last week, HB took me out to dinner at Don Pablo’s (yum!). Then, because we needed breakfast food, we stopped at the grocery store near our house.
It is sooooo completely gorgeous. I walked around saying “I can’t believe it! This is so amazing!”
Sometime, I’ll take Dee-Dee with me, and show you what I mean.
Actually, when I stopped there the other day, I was in the vegetable aisle, and I was itching to take photos of the produce. The displays were that pretty.
Anyway, back to the night I flew in, I saw some beautiful mums when I first walked in and stopped in my tracks. HB, being the observant hubby, told me that I could get some flowers. This statement, of course, led to my hemming and hawing between the cut flowers and the potted mums.
“Do I get cut flowers, which include some beautiful gerbera daisies in lovely autumn shades, but which will only last for a week?”
“Or do I get the potted mum which will last for quite a long time and are pretty in their own right but aren’t the same as the gerbera daisies?”
HB, probably wanting to keep our trip as short as possible *wink wink*, suggested that we get both.
BOTH!
Yay!
So, on Thursday of last week, I set up a little photoshoot of the flowers in the late afternoon light.
Yes! That is our new home!
But back to the flowers, I was struck by how the view of the daisy from the side reminded me of a feather duster.
And when I stepped back a little bit, the shadow on the grass was actually very pretty too.
At the time, the light was changing minute by minute and I was working kind of fast to get the photos I had in mind before the light changed too much. And I didn’t think to find the tripod ahead of time. So, I still haven’t done any photos with a tripod and the timer on Dee-Dee yet. I want to try taking photos that way though, because I read on the Flickr Nikon D70 group that it is one way to get really clear close-up shots (no jiggling while you hold the camera and while you press the button).
For now, though, I’m happy with how this turned out.
It felt really good to spend some time with Dee-Dee. I hadn’t realized how much I’ve missed getting to spend time on photography.
I took all photos with Dee-Dee, my Nikon D70, last Thursday in the late afternoon light of our new home.
Amber says:
ooh those look very nice without my contacts in.
Pretty.
Squirl says:
Very nice pictures. I lover gerbera daisies.
Danielle says:
Amber, seeing your comment again reminds me to say “time to get your contacts checked”.
Squirl, knowing how you like yellow flowers, I thought you might like these.
Momo says:
Very beautiful! The gerbe
Momo says:
Very beautiful!
Momo says:
I’m not sure how that first post happened. As I was typing it disappeared. When I refreshed the page it wasn’t there, so I re-posted. Now there it is!?!?
I was just going to say how much I’ve always loved Gerbera Daisies. I especially love the colors of the one in your pictures.
LadyBug says:
Beautiful pics, Danielle. And your house looks HUGE!
But back to the flower…lovely, just lovely.
Ern says:
Very pretty pictures, as usual.
I bet your neighbors look at you taking pictures of a vase of flowers in your yard, the same way that my neighbors look at me when I’m standing out in the yard in my slippers with binoculars. Heh.
Danielle says:
Momo, you know, I don’t remember seeing Gerbera daisies much when I was a child. Or perhaps I just never noticed flowers as much as I did as I got older. But somewhere in my 20′s I started noticing them and their BOLD colors and beautiful lines and really fell in love.
Ladybug, it IS rather large. I think this is about as big as we’ll ever go in house size. But you know, one thing about the size, it is perfect for hosting a blogging girl’s slumber party in the spring! I haven’t forgotten that you and Colleen were looking for a place ‘in the middle’ to meet up!
Ern, yeah, I was a bit nervous about doing it, because it was only the second day I’d been here. And did I really want to give them this goofy impression of me? But well, I decided I didn’t really care.