In a Vase, on Monday- Pink

I was up late last Thursday, reading (Wild Women and the Blues, by Denny S. Bryce, if you’re interested: “A Fascinating and Innovative Novel of Historical Fiction”), and happened to glance across the room. There was a shadow dance on the wall, created by an overhead light shining through crystal flutes, tumblers and glass shelving, but it was a dance frozen in place since the glasses (and their shadows) were not, even at that late hour to my fuzzy eyes, moving.

I wanted to try and capture the look but my attempts at photographing the shadows themselves didn’t work out that well. (I may try again.) But as ideas were bopping, sleepily, through my mind the word ‘pink’ for some reason caught. I thought of the song ‘Pink,’ as sung by Christine Ebersole playing Elizabeth Arden (a Canadian!) in the musical ‘War Paint,’ but that didn’t help. Then it pinged: tulips. A friend had brought a gorgeous bouquet when she visited for lunch a few days earlier. And they were pink.

Many thanks to Cathy at Rambling in the Garden for hosting IAVOM and giving gardeners around the world an opportunity to share their flower designs. Have a great week, everyone!


  1. I like all three photos. My favorite glassware is known as watermelon glass; it was produced during the elegant glassware period, and is a combination of the same lovely pale pinks and greens that your photos captured!

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  2. My goodness Chris, what a brilliant effect of the light which you have caught magnificently – it’s the sort of thing that would be hard to describe without the photographic evidence. The tulips look great set against them – how long before you will have tulips of your own, do you think? Probably April here

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  3. Pink is also a town in Oklahoma. I remember it because of the weird explanation that I got for the simple name. When inquired about the name, I was told, “Well, . . . (long pause), . . way down the road, . . . (another long pause), . . . but not too far, . . . (and another), . . . a long time ago, . . . (well, you get the point) . . . there used to be a small town, . . . ( . . . ) . . . named, . . . ( . . . ) . . . well, it was named, . . . ( . . . ) . . . Brown.” I failed to understand how that explained the situation, but figured that it must make sense somehow.

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  4. I think you did a masterful job of photographing those spectacular pink tulips in front of the crystal glasses. It’s worth an entry into a photography contest should you trip across one of those!

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