We get so used to the possibilities offered by technology:

to crop, to edit, to tidy up

to heighten contrast or deepen colour

to show off what is interesting, or pretty, or ‘meaningful’

The editing has an effect, I think, on those of us doing the cutting, and on the reader / viewer too.

It was a relief to be told in a photography class I’m taking just now that we were not to do any editing at all, not even the tiniest crop.

A huge great sigh of relief
flowers peeping out from a city garden in Edinburgh
Of course there are frustrations too, whole swathes of them – I expect that is where much of the teaching lies – not being able to improve or rescue, needing to let go of moments that don’t ‘work’, having to adjust the eye to images that are fresh rather than polished.
flowers in a shop entrance in Edinburgh
I could write more about this and am sure over time, I will.

But for now, just a few photographs of spring flowers I’ve seen recently, unedited and uncut.
daffodils in sunlight against a city wall