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Trabalho de fotografia pra faculdade.
Fumacinha tosca no Photoshop.
O foco ficou de mal de mim.
É isso aí.
This is one from last summer, driving through the Okanagan.
Best viewed large :)
Have a wonderful Sunday!
Had my first real opportunity to get out with the camera since before Christmas today, so headed to Shingle Street for sunrise. This is the first light catching the frozen pebbles of the shibgle banks
Precision flying down the valley carried by a micro-climate morning breeze.
Early morning balloon flight over Cappadocia. Turkey.
Waddesdon Manor is a country house in the village of Waddesdon, in Buckinghamshire, England. It is located in the Aylesbury Vale, 6.6 miles (10.6 km) west of Aylesbury. The house was built in the Neo-Renaissance style of a French château between 1874 and 1889 for Baron Ferdinand de Rothschild (1839–1898) as a weekend residence for grand entertaining.
The last member of the Rothschild family to own Waddesdon was James de Rothschild (1878–1957). He bequeathed the house and its contents to the National Trust. It is now administered by a Rothschild charitable trust that is overseen by Jacob Rothschild, 4th Baron Rothschild. It is one of the National Trust's most visited properties, with around 335,000 visitors annually. (Wikipedia)
Here on Cape Ann, MA, the term "popple" is used for stones worn into round shapes by the sea. On some local beaches, thousands of them are piled into high berms, or spread widely, and it is illegal to remove them. This solitary one lies on a bed of seaweed in the rocky intertidal zone below my favorite tidal pool.
A rock ledge on a small rocky island hangs out alone in Cook Inlet, barren for most of the year but once a year in spring and summer hundreds and thousands of sea birds will descend upon it to found a crook to settle and try to increase the numbers of they're species,
Horned Puffin
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these two actually belong to these two:
the boy girl twins i photographed last fall
yep, mama and papa got pregnant again....with boy girl twins.
Nestled in the pine needles of a small woodland beside the home in which we stayed on the shores of Lake Mantasoa.
I think this one is at an earlier stage of unfolding than the one in the distance pictured in the next image.
May have hallucinogenic properties if you survive eating. Interesting info at Wikipedia: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amanita_muscaria
Used a circular polariser to try to eliminate reflections and a manfrotto pixi evo mini-tripod to get the low shots.
Yellow anthers of Colorado Blue Columbine (Aquilegia coerulae) send out summer sparks at the center of white and blue whorled awnings on the north side of Meadow Mountain (11,634 ft; 3,546 m) in Wild Basin, Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado.
Two years ago, a friend and I negotiated a 13 mile loop that climbs just over 4,100 ft in the first 4.1 miles as it circumnavigates the south side of Wild Basin within the Park. Approximately half of the route is without a trail, including the initial 4 miles. We pushed steeply upward through close-quartered grasping gaps in the krummholz and finally emerged above treeline at around 11,000 feet into a tumbled field of steep talus. Pockets of wildflowers erupted from the heaped stones, including Blue Columbine, Old Man of the Mountain with his buttery pinwheel of sunny yellow petals, and bright white patches of Phlox, among many others.
This effort was put forth in the context of attempting to improve the conditioning for an off-trail trip to the Canadian Rockies later in the summer. Once again I find myself in a similar position, at least so long as the body is willing to support these foolish endeavors. This time my friend and I are focused on a 75-mile wholly trail-free route in the Kluane Range in the southwest corner of the Canadian Yukon. In this place, we wish to bear witness to the terminus of the Donjek Glacier in Kluane National Park. Anticipation builds to see what we shall see.
This scene was too good not to photograph. In the Dutch village of Westzaan, I was attending a school concert in which my grandson was appearing (I didn't understand a word of it!). The sun was sinking at nearly 9pm and I was out in the carpark at the school and turned around and saw this beautiful tree house nestled by a canal.
Once again this image was shot at night and is the second of four from this lovely place called Emerald Lake. It was originally called that because of the emerald color of the water which is very striking.
I set my tripod high enough to frame the boat with the shadow of the mountain, while the clouds too were framed by the mountain itself. As well, nestle can also be used to convey a feeling of comfort as you move closer. And, it can be used to mean a kind of seclution too, and this is a very secluded place high in the mountains of Yoho National Park.
Painted Storks are named for the delicate pink "painted" feathers near their tails. They are large wading birds often found in the wetlands of South and Southeast Asia. The young are born with white downy feathers, which look like little cotton balls in the nest!
This picture is from the wetlands of Keoladeo National Park in Bharatpur, Rajasthan, India.
The Chicks:
For the Utata Iron Photographer #225
The required elements are:
1 - string
2 - one or more eggs
3 - cinematic aspect ratio
A distant Carnmore Lodge and Bothy nestled below Sgurr na Laocainn adds to the sense of scale of the towering mountains above.
Looking across wetlands to Point No Point Lighthouse keepers quarters nestled in trees. Shot with the IR converted Sony NEX5.
This Pacific Black Duck (Anas superciliosa) was resting nicely under the fallen leaves of the tree featured with the dinosaur a couple of photos ago. The Lily pond lake has these two trees in the middle which provides a refuge for the ducks. With the FFM. Happy Wing Wednesday everyone.
www.casey.vic.gov.au/flora-fauna-of-wilson-botanic-park-b...
After a photo tour in Glacier National Park, Jeff Clow and I headed to the Palouse to scout out over 200 locations. I had visited the park last year, and Jeff had always wanted to go to but hadn't yet. He has been inundated with requests from his alumni to host a tour there, but he needed to see what it was all about. I wasn't sure what to expect when we got there, as I had only been there in the late spring when everything is all shades of green. We were hoping to catch the harvest in the Palouse, but we weren't sure if we timed it right. Happily, the harvest was still happening although we might have gotten there when it was half over.
I must say that I was in for a shock when I first set my eyes on it. All of the shades of greenery were gone and were replaced with more of a monotone color. As the scouting trip went on, I got used to the change in color and fell in love with the landscape all over again. Just like the spring, the light plays such an important part in showing the Palouse at its best. The undulating hills create these terrific shadows, which really add a three-dimensional look to the landscape. I particularly loved scenes like this, where the farm is nestled in among the mounds and hills.
Madison County, Alabama
Wishing you all a great holiday season. I appreciate your friendship and your beautiful images have given me many hours of viewing pleasure! See you in 2011 ~
anne
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