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I had seen this little girl hug her dad and was sad that I was too slow to capture it. So I mentioned it to the parents of how cute a shot it would have been. They tossed the idea to their little girl and she obliged with so much enthusiasm dad didn't know what hit him. After I had gotten my shot the little girl would not stop hugging dad. Plenty of time for mom to break out the phone camera and capture the moment too.
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The Schizandra Vine captured my sun catcher! I just noticed the dust on the vine, it's from our garage floor renovations, which is close to being done...YAY!
As the rail motor departs Rylstone bound for Kandos, several keen locals are seen photographing the historic movement, which was the first day of trains to Rylstone in 12 years
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Captured with a Nikon Df and a manual Nikkor Ai 24mm Æ’1:2, post processed in Lightroom using VSCO Film.
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I wish I could tell you who took this picture but by the looks of it, it may have been his last good shot!
have been loving images in b&w, sepia tones with just a little touch of colour here & there lately...
grouped together just a few examples of wonderful such photography by dear flickr friends & contacts...
from top to bottom, left to right:
Cindy ~> peekaboo part II
Cindy Taylor ~> poems
Krista ~> Chase Your Dreams
Doreen ~> Flutter of soft household memories...
Theresa ~> lines.
Cindy {Cinammon} ~> Outside Outerlands
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Captured on a winter walk in Brampton Township, in Upper Michigan's Delta County. We have younger white pines in the foreground and red pines behind them.
Here we see a chance capture of the more often than not spotted Helen Turner in her natural environment down by the waters side.
Here you will observe her fluttering around an inanimate object! in our case our camera equipment. This creature is drawn to it like a moth to a candle yet it is still almost impossible to see the male of this species,
Unlike the female he is a polar opposite very shy and nervous of new experiences. She on the other hand will when at ease stay still enough to enable us to capture her natural grace.
Sadly she is an endangered species partly due to the male being so shy almost ashamed of being seen with the female and partly due to her being subjected to high levels of hormones that are changing her natural state making her closer to her cousin the greatly spotted CIS Sharon who ironically is showing signs of losing her plumage and becoming more like the male.
At least we have captured in this photo of what looks to be a rare example of a hormone free spotted Helen turner.
OK its Tuesday I have had a day back at work and I am bored senseless at least the dancing is back on tomorrow.
Scarlet Darter (Crocothemis erythraea) male dragonfly.
One more shot from my tele+tubes setup: this was captured with my 70-200 (at 200mm), with 65mm of extension tubes.
Focus stacked from two shots, in Photoshop.
Capture Date: 11th Oct 2015
Portrait of a farmer, Bromo, Indonesia
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It is the false shame of fools to try to conceal wounds that have not healed
Location:Mersing
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The Outlaws carried Sir Ian's unconscious form quietly through the alleyways, hoping to avoid the gaze of any invading Garhims. They silently crouched back when they heard the war band coming their way. None of the soldiers seemed to notice, except one Lenfel archer, who stared to shout, but was dead with a crossbow bolt in his head before any of the Garhims noticed anything. The bolt would be just another in a hail of arrows flying across the streets of Granhaven. The Outlaws had decide that since they were losing the city, they would take advantage of their situation by taking a captive. They stole towards the obscure trapdoor that led to the secret tunnels beneath the city. As they eased the door shut, they heard the screams of their companions as they were overtaken by the furious Garhims.
Sir Tarminus whirled his axe in a death-arc, where it crashed into the head of one of the last Queen's captains, shearing the helmet open and killing the man. The Elf Glorfindel of Atlendor, who had brought reinforcements to the street fight just in time to save Tarminus and Ian's warriors from an ambush, drove this knife through the eye of a spearman. Both Queen's men dropped to the ground dead. Tarminus and Glorfindel overviewed the city square, watching the rest of their men killing or chasing away the hostile forces. A sudden thought occurred to Tarminus: "Where's Ian? This was our agreed-upon meeting point." "Serves the young fool right, leading his men right into the boiling oil and the ambush," replied the elf sternly. "That does not matter if he's dead!" Snapped Tarminus. "Fine… I will have my men form patrols to see if we can locate any sign of him…you will do the same, I presume?"
"Aye."
Voices floated dimly into Sir Ian's head. Something had woken him up, something of a pungent odor… " 'Ey, boss, our friend 'ere's wakin' up. Looks like them smelling salts did the trick!" Sir Ian suddenly became aware of an intense throbbing in his forehead, and a searing, burning feeling on his right shoulder, and leg. It overpowered him and he screamed. "Aaa--AAAAAAARGH!!!" "Shut yer trap, ye little maggot!!" He felt the cold blade of a knife pressed against his throat. He bit his lip and clenched his teeth from the pain. "Move, it, now! If the rest 'o your folk catch up, I'll make ye really scream, an' leave yeh to die! March!" The second Outlaw, with the knife, who seemed to be the brawn instead of brain, pressed the knife against his back, struck a torch, and pushed him onwards through the tunnels.
This is my first free build of September for the Lands of Roawia on Merlins Beard forum.