Panorama Project

Panorama Project

Spring:

My panorama begins with my favorite season, spring. I love this time of year because it’s absolutely beautiful. Everything is green and coming back to life. Spring showers soak the earth and smell of rain is everywhere. Flowers start to grow again. I love these delicate irises and their bright, violet petals. We all run around without our shoes on and the grass is cool and dewey on your feet. Birds come back with the warm weather so I like to sit outside and listen to them. When they arrive, they build nests out of sticks, hay, or any other random items. Later in the spring, you can find fragments of bright blue egg shells on the ground. My Granddad likes to give us a little tour of the farm and show us all of the new life on the property. Idlemore is my grandparents 80 acre hobby farm. It’s one of the best places to spend your time, in my opinion.

Summer:

This time of the year, I’m filled with a sense of freedom. The thought of not having to wake up early and go to school excites me. I can do whatever I want all day. We take a lot of trips to the farm during the summer. The sign with the street’s name is always a happy sight after a two hour car ride. This is possibly the best season to stay at Idlemore. Everyone enjoys spending the break here, especially the kids. We go on plenty of adventures and make tons of memories. There are multiple issues with this though. Mosquitos come out, poison ivy starts to grow, snakes sunbathe, and ticks are everywhere. In addition to this, the hot sun beats down on us. We all are sprayed with pungent bug repellent and doused with sticky sunscreen. However, I still do enjoy taking walks around the property. I can hear cicadas drowning out the birds and my dogs collar jingling as she trots next to me. Everything is bathed in light except for those rare shaded spots. I have to squint a bit so the sun doesn’t hurt my eyes. The lot across the road always has either corn or soybeans planted in it. You can see the abandoned windmill over the hill.

Fall:

There is a slight breeze when the seasons change this time. Autumn is finally here after the hot summer. The heat becomes bearable, then it gets chilly. I put on a sweatshirt because of the wind, but the golden sunlight is still very warm on my face. It is better to explore the pasture and surrounding woods in the fall because the poison ivy is gone. Some trees have fallen so the kids and I went to investigate. After a while, when the sun sinks lower in the sky, our noses and hands get cold. We decide to go back to the farmhouse and warm up while eating a cookie. Later in the evening, we might have a bonfire and roast marshmallows.

Winter:

Personally, wintertime at the farm is my least favorite. I’m either inside the hot, cramped house or freezing outside. I still have a lot of fond memories from past Christmases at Idlemore. I love how you can smell winter, it is almost like the scent of snow. Since the earth is so flat here, the wind rushes across the prairie. The cold air stings my face and my eyes water. Inside, although it is crowded seems much more inviting. The next morning, I wake up to my sister and two younger cousins shouting in my face. They are saying that it snowed “a whole bunch” and that I need to go see it. I stand up and peer out my window at the white blanket covering the ground. You can see little tracks made by the dogs. We all, eventually, get bundled up to go outside. My grandma tells me to go let Holly, the barn cat, out. The fresh snow is blinding with the sun reflecting off of it. The first thing they do, of course, is run around making their own tracks and messy snow angels. My youngest cousin, Miles, makes a trail using a stick. I don’t see the point of it but I’m positive I would’ve done the same thing at four years old. I remember that I needed to let Holly out. I walk up to the shop, where she sleeps, and unlock the door. The chubby little cat is so excited to see me. I pick her up and carry her outside. Of course, she just wants to be petted, but gets too cold so I put her back.

Reflection:

I knew that I wanted to do something with the four seasons. All of these pictures were taken at my grandparent’s farm, one of my favorite places in the world. I took some of these recently but I had to find a few of them on our computer. Once I collected all of the photos, I uploaded them to my desktop at school. I arranged them in this order; spring, summer, fall, winter. I began lining them up and making connections between the pictures. Eventually, I was satisfied with where they were and I started to blend them together. I think that the progression of the seasons is very clear. My project shows that everything is connected, life keeps moving, and the earth doesn’t stop. I actually really like it, it turned out pretty good.