Yesterday I made the trip to a local woodland here in Kent to enjoy the emerging bluebell displays. We’re still a few days short of a full flush, but I enjoyed the transitions we're currently seeing from the anemone's of early spring to the bluebells of mid-spring.
While I was scouring the woodland for interesting angles and attempting to decode this most chaotic of scenes I decided to get a little experimental with my photography. I took a series of images that I conceived as '50mm stitch' pictures ... ie, a range of multiple shots of a scene taken from the same spot to build up a tapestry that can then be stitched together in Photoshop for a super-high resolution image. This thinking-outside-the-box led me to look upwards to the skies to see how the canopy of leaves was doing as it emerges from its winter slumber. The skeletal shape of the trees was still intact, but with burgeoning pops of backlit colour from the warm spring sunlight.
I found a gap in the trees where they converged, as if whispering in conspiracy with one another, took my wide angled lens and shot directly up towards the sky. The result is, I think, an intimate shot of a relationship we rarely see.