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Braunschweig, Steintorwall, Städtisches Museum, Sonderausstellung "Till Eulenspiegel", Bühnendekoration der Karnevalvereinigung der Rheinländer eV Braunschweig
This wee fawn was hungry and evidently thought this young buck was his mother. Lesson learned as the buck soon chased him away. The fawn fortunately did find his mother soon after. Was amusing to watch.
Not a great shot as I wasn't ready for the fawn to do this.
However it is something unusual.
Something different for April Fool's Day.
Have a great weekend, hopefully without too many tricks.
This couple decided it would be great fun to dance around in the fountains outside ‘The Library of Birmingham’. Although they weren’t actually posing for me one of them saw me with my camera and looked at me as the flash fired giving me eye contact. They probably ended up with wet feet…..!
15 x 18 inches, watercolor on Arches cp watercolor paper, November 2011.
This is one I've reworked, not being satisfied with the earlier version.
April Fools' Day or All Fools' Day is an annual custom on 1 April consisting of practical jokes and hoaxes. Jokesters often expose their actions by shouting "April Fools!" at the recipient. In 2023 it's the day when daylight saving ends in New Zealand.
Part of a new series I'm doing for Marvel 1602. Peter Parquagh is a young man on the start of his journey to fame and fortune.
Is it Toby in a Jester Costume? April Fools! 🐶🍀💚 It’s not Toby, but it looks like him! 💕Happy April Fool’s Day! 😀
Please see the previous photo of a Bucket full of Beetles.
They can produce 60 eggs at a time,
I will post a link bellow how to treat before they emerge,
www.farmandfleet.com/projects/how-and-when-to-treat-japan...
My Wisteria was infested with Japanese beetles,
I found great solution, bucket of water with soap,
They will never get out alive, just make sure the bucket is wide enough, I just hold the bucked under the branch and just tap it once amazingly enough they all fall in!
Please check out both before and after photos.
texture by kerstinfrank-design...
i was working on street composition today . this one i like because of the rule of thirds .
and the texture gave it more impact
Sony A6500 (ILCE-6500), Sony Zeiss Sonnar FE 55mm F1.8 ZA (SEL55F18Z)
Many thanks to everyone for your visits, comments and faves! Very much appreciated!
Awa Odori, also known as ‘the dance of fools’, comes from Tokushima Prefecture on the island of Shikoku. “Awa” is the name of the feudal province which later became Tokushima and 'Odori' mean dance.
According to tradition, Awa Odori originated in the 16th century after drunken revellers took to dancing in the streets of Tokushima in celebration of the completion of Tokushima Castle.
While there is no firm evidence to support this, the exuberant, often frenzied nature of the dance is in keeping with the story’s theme of drunken revelry. Traditional lyrics to the music used for Awa Odori translate to “The dancers are fools and the watchers are fools; if both are fools, you may as well dance”.
Although its home is obviously Tokushima (its Awa Odori is one of the biggest street dance festivals in the world, attracting around 1.5m spectators annually), other major Awa Odori include those held in Koenji in Tokyo (which now almost rivals that in Tokushima for size) and in Minami-Koshigya in Saitama prefecture, photographed here.
Although much smaller than its cousins in Tokushima and Koenji, it still attracts around 800,000 spectators...
This scene put me in mind of the model railroad and dioramas I built as a kid. Miniature make-believe landscapes with tiny buildings and roads, trees and grass. I tried to make them as realistic as possible, then imagine myself shrinking down small enough to walk through them. See the little barns and houses at eye level. Maybe hop the local freight for a loop around the layout (thinking of the Twilight Zone episode "Stopover in a Quiet Town"). Or just sit on the hilltop admiring the view. Total escapism I know. But at least it was based on a form of creative effort as opposed to just getting drunk. Wish I still had one of those diorama or even a photo of one. All of that stuff exists only in my memory now, like so many things from childhood. I think these memories form a large part of the fuel that drives my photography. Whether conscious or not, I'm all about creating my own little worlds when I'm out shooting. I suppose there's some of that in all of us. Fashioning the world around you through your lens, seeing things as no one else can. I come to this little valley as often as time permits. It just makes me feel good to be here. I can't explain why, it just does. On this day a storm had just passed in time for the setting sun to be revealed. The valley was filled with a golden glow and absurdly long shadows. This is exactly the scene I imagined as a kid, and here it was in real life, all these years later, stretched out before me.