You would think "red" would be easy, but as soon as that theme was declared I began to see only the most mundane of red things: a car, a faded shirt, a candy wrapper (but the candy was good).I was relieved when I saw this wheelbarrow because I didn't want to take a picture of just any old red thing.
But a wheelbarrow IS just any old red thing, you say.
Not when it's standing on a 100-year-old path in the Desert Garden at the Huntington Library and Gardens, I say, and especially not when that quiet path isn't open to the public.
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26 comments:
Shades of Dr. Williams!
Nice photo. The red wheelbarrow is a beautiful eye-catcher in this garden beetwen all the green plants.
I love the image and the "forbidden" aspect that you are showing us a path we would not see otherwise.
-Kim
The wheelbarrow reminds me that I need to pump the tire up in mine. Patty will appreciate that. I like your photo for theme day. It is also a reminder, to me, of spring, warm weather and flowers.
I chose a picture I took 55 years ago of my Patty wearing a red dress. On April Fool's Day, April 1, 1955.
I gave her a diamond engagement ring, and today, April 1, 2010 is my entry for theme day on my Brookville Daily Photo blog.
That's a great old wheelbarrow. I would have been all over it myself. Good theme day photos P!
V
It's not really an old red wheelbarrow, it's one of the Huntington's new rainwater-capturing devices - they're dotted all over the gardens disguised as everyday objects.
Where are the white chickens?
I really like this theme day photo. It has a Spring aspect to it as well as a good story
Thanks for your visits, everyone! (and for the poem, J, it's perfect). I'm sorry I've been a bad blog visitor lately, due to a busy couple of weeks. I'll be back.
Absolutely charming photo, Petrea.
so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens.
--William Carlos Williams
Ms M wins.
What a delight...cruzed thru the photos, many entries today from over the planet..Great...
That's great, just as long as I'm not the one that has to wheel the barrow!
The wheelbarrow is holding its water just fine. I want to go down that path.
Excellent theme day post! I know what you mean about mundane, mine was going to be a red flower, until a better idea happened to appear...
LL
Oooh pretty. Love the river rock edging
A fine choice indeed. That wheelbarrow belongs right in that spot. My father (who married an Irish gal) used to say, "If it were not for the invention of the wheelbarrow the Irish would still be walking on all fours." My mother never thought his joke was very funny.
Glad you checked out the others, PJ--there are some amazing blogs in this "family."
This one's "glazed with rain water" as in the poem. I was lucky to find it. I had stopped looking for red and there it was.
Mark, I'm not surprised your mother didn't like that joke.
You chose well. It's a great picture.
I think your photo is quite funny...I hope no one of us will ever end up in one...or as I actually was trying to say only just for fun. (Wheelchair is not funny!) I can’t remember I’ve ever seen any with that color! Maybe it’s special for your Desert Garden. I have to admit I don’t fully understand the theme-day-thing in your community. Sometimes I ask: Do you understand anything at all? Then after some pondering I tell myself: You understand and interpret all right!
Am I just on the wrong trail here?
I could not resist.
M thought of the same poem I thought of. Indeed, so much does depend upon the red wheel barrow.
Love this shot, P. It's exactly as I envision that poem -- one of my faves.
Oh, I see John thought of it, too! I should check links before commenting.
The Hagalund shot is just amazing! This is even more fun!!! And of course creative!
I could not resist this one either.
Thanks, Margaret.
Anonymous, I think we do it just for fun and a little bit of a challenge. It's not a requirement.
Laurie, you know me and poetry. It never crossed my mind. (Shows you what good my poetry major did for me.)
Poetry major? Aha, that explains it.
Somebody should store that wheelbarrow tipped over (on that la-dee-da path).
I wanted to be an actor, Dina, but I needed something to fall back on.
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