Another day of shooting for the Ecolab and there are so many wildflowers still blooming. I came up on this patch of what I think is Swamp Aster (I could be wrong, I’m very new to learning the plants) and found it full of bumblebees. They were buzzing along like it was summer and not late mid October. Of course I had to stop and get a few shots of them.
Summer is truly coming to and end an my favorite time of year is approaching. September is always an interesting month here in Indiana. The weather seems to be indecisvie between Summer and Fall. Some days are warm and sunny others are chilly and cloudy. A few trees begin to change while the rest stubbornly hold onto their greenness. The beans and corn are beginning to dry. Also fall migration is at full force. It’s a fun time and I love it.
For the weekend my professor told us to take some photos that represented our Labor Day and also to not make them stereotypical. So I went to the lake. In Cicero this is where people spend their Labor Day. Out on their boats enjoying the end of summer. I walked along the docks and watched various boats go by, and fishers cast their lines, and kids play in the park. And I saw these two boats. This kinda sums up Cicero. This very old, beat up pontoon boat, right next to a big, brand new, expensive boat. Old and New. Expensive and Cheap.
I love these flowers. They are such a simple, but beautiful summer flower. They are everywhere, brightening up the world around them. They are strong and they spread. I don’t think you could kill these flowers if you wanted to. I also love the cycle they present. Bright yellow, full of life, to dying brown petals to naked heads of seed. Full of life and death. But even when they are dead they still carry life. They have the seeds for next years flowers and the seeds to keep creatures alive through winter. Life and Death all bundled up in a pretty yellow flower.
I’ve always been drawn to abandoned & forgotten places. I wanna know the story. What was here before, how did it become forgotten and what’s next?
A few places have given me the creeps, but most of the time it’s intriguing to look around and take photos of someone’s past.
This particular photo was taken of an old farm house off a numbered country road. The broken window with a lace wild flower growing in front, caught my attention.
*SideNote* Lilly & Oliver often go with me to shoot photos, definitely if I’m not feeling well in case something happens. As I’m knee deep in wild flowers again, in front of this old abandoned farm house, Lilly jumps in the front seat and honks the horn scaring the piss out of me.