I usually become bored with blogs by photographers as they all seem to assume that their pictures speak a thousand words. They post an image and then leave it up to the reader to take it or leave it – the latter being my default choice.

That was until I came across David Perry’s blog. With a camera, this guy seems unstoppable and his photographs really don’t need any explanations, but fortunately he continues the story each time. With some posts, the journey progresses with follow-up images while others continue with descriptions, anecdotes and general observations.

I have never REALLY raved about any other blog until stumbling across David’s. Some have awesome images. Some have great written material. But most sadly lack when it comes to both. David’s blog succeeds.

And what I enjoy more about David’s candid thoughts is that they come from a guy who acknowledges his gardening experience and limitations. This is how he describes his blog;

If I were to somehow leave the impression that I consider myself some sort of gardening expert, I’d be misleading you.

I’m not. I am instead a practicing gardener, still quite capable of unintentionally wounding and sometimes even killing plants that I really just want to nurture, a guy who despite that (ironically), has always found healing with his hands in the soil. I’m also a guy who sometimes struggles with feelings of inadequacy in the presence of gardeners who can see so much deeper into a garden’s bones than I, so much more intuitively into a plant’s nature …and lets not even get into those who can effortlessly rattle off the Latin name of every botanical specimen in sight. This blog is not about gardening expertise or plant snobbery. It is about permission, a sort of blue-collar love affair with gardens.

And oh yeah, coupled with that from time to time, a bit of shared expertise in the art of actively seeing …and then capturing what one sees.

Plus he shoots his pictures from a Canon EOS1D – just wait while I wipe up the drool.