Showing posts with label Winter Cabbage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Winter Cabbage. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Cabbage



I don't know why but lately I have been obsessed with eating food in the cabbage family.  It started with me wanting broccoli all the time and has now morphed into me wanting brussel sprouts or cabbage soup for every meal.  So it was funny the other day when I was on my walk and these winter cabbages caught my eye. 

I blogged about winter cabbages almost a year ago and was worried the photos might be too similar. But I think they are different enough, plus I could not resist posting these beauties.


The color gradients are one of the things I find most amazing about these cabbages.  I like it when I see a color combination that I wouldn't normally put together.  I would not usually pair peach, purple, cream and green, but when I see it I am in love!



I also love the repetition of these cabbages.  Their heads remind me of ruffled ballgowns.



I couldn't resist posting the image below.  It was my second choice for "lead" image because of the soft way it changes color from fore to background.  And you know I love a short depth of field!


I would normally leave you with a quote but I couldn't find any cabbage quotes I liked, so I wrote a little poem.

My skirts are ruffled joy.
Peach, lavender, and green.
My arms stretched out spinning
Like a Sufi in my dream.

My head is full of cabbage
My eyes are full of tiers
My legs are rooted in the ground
I am splendor on earth, my dears.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Winter Cabbage



"I thought you went for a walk, not a swim!" was George's comment when I returned home the other day and showed him the photos from my walk.  These cabbages are right next to my front door and I can't believe I walked by this awesomeness every day and didn't notice! Although faded, they are still amazingly beautiful.  My mom bought me these cabbages in the fall and their transformation from bright and bold to soft and delicate is remarkable.


My eyes hear
The wrinkled song
Of fading cabbage leaves