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Signs of Autumn at Watermead lakes, Aylesbury.

The playground in the middle of the autumn foliage together make for a colourful sight.

The tunnel near St Pancras has changed the light colours. Just fantastic.

Colour in the winter woodland is even more precious in this apparently least colourful season. The wet weather has certainly made what colours there are shine and this example from a recent visit to Savernake Forest could easily be mistaken for autumn!

Morning at Rydal Water

This week's Macro Monday's entry for the theme 'fill the frame'.

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Just a touch of colour from my green world.

Beach huts along the prom at Whitby.

Burst of colour on a dreary Winters day.

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kaltwachsmedium und ölfarben

ich liebe meine farborgien

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An anemone flower

Yes, this is a colour photograph. The lake is frozen over now ... covered in a shallow blanket of snow and resembles the photo that I took years ago - displayed in the first comment box below - albeit the light was much warmer on that day although still monochromatic.

 

Once again that little island plays an important role in my photography. See the following link for many more photos of the island... flic.kr/p/FRvThK

 

- Keefer Lake, Ontario, Canada -

Cadmium yellow marker. Actually think it was 109, but the paint ref is 9.

 

HMM! Nine

It is a French circus that erected its tent on Redbourn's village green (Hertfordshire). I usually do monochrome photography - with the Leica M8 in particular (for some sensor-related reasons), but more generally because I feel that I am on unsafe territory when it comes to colour. I don't believe that my sense of colour is good enough for colour photography. In this case, I must doubt whether I have got the colour red as it should be. At least, I tried. Leica M8, Voigtlaender NC 1.4/35.

Kingsland Road, Hackney

Sony ILCE-7R

Olympus Zuiko 50mm f3.5 Macro

 

Another day, another leaf tuned... three leaves obviously. I have made this image with thanks and respect to Georgia O’Keefe, and Lawren Harris for that matter, who both opened my eyes when I was a young lad many decades ago.

 

A series celebrating and documenting autumnal leaves once they have left the tree. Focus stack of 7 images.

 

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Cotterdale Beck has several other smaller falls in its course before joining the Ure, but Cotter Force is the largest. The force is not visible from the road, but it takes only a short walk to reach it. It comprises a series of six steps each its own small waterfall with the largest single drop being about 5 feet (1.5 m). The force is narrower at 13 feet (4 m) at the top widening to 43 feet (13 m) at the bottom. A short path allows easy access from the A684 near Holme Heads Bridge approximately 2 miles (3.2 km) west of Hawes.

 

The artist J. M. W. Turner sketched here in July 1816 for his Yorkshire Sketchbook. The noted 19th-century etching artist Richard Samuel Chattock is known to have created two works of Cotter Force in 1864. Both etchings now reside in The Fine Arts Museum of San Francisco.

The colour of an flower standing before the lake of Harrold-Odell Country Park, succeeds over darkness.

Random view from the dark back alleys of Venice - a backlit slipper shot in an otherwise unlit walkway

With Autumn colour approaching and the nights fair drawing in… i thought id inject a splash of colour as my last two images where very monotone! Looking for new compositions at kinclaven is a challenge when iv shot there soo many times! I was pleased with this one! I just liked the shaping and positioning of the trees!

Trooping the colour 2026, London, England, UK.

The garden is just bursting with colour.

Siberian jay in the cold, Finland.

Spring in the woodland at Llyn Dinas

Mi antorcha de luz, referente etéreo y eterno donde recalo cuando el agua bajo mis pies desaparece dejando ver sólo tierra yerma sin justicia ni sentido, cántaro al que cantar y contar secretos, deseos, rabias y el miedo a esa voraz oscuridad gélida e implacable.

 

My torch of light, ethereal and eternal reference where I end up when water under my feet disappears, revealing only barren land without justice or meaning, pitcher to which I sing and tell secrets, desires, rages and the fear of that voracious, icy and implacable darkness.

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