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For 'Macro Mondays' theme of 'Patterns in Nature
We do have birds in our garden. In most instances they get on pretty well together - there is a bit of squabbling and sometimes a bird of prey flies through. Sometimes a farm cat causes some upset, but not when it sees me - I'm the danger then!
So how did the pheasant lose one of its tail feathers?
Found some time back and kept as a possible photo prop, it's a very battered feather. Perhaps it's just a natural lose because there were no others on the grass the morning I found it.
This is only a portion of the feather because its over 24 inches long. So the real challenge this week was to restrict myself to the view of 3 inches, getting as much feather in as possible, and getting as much in focus as I could. After several attempts I reverted to my little 'point & shoot' camera, and cropped the result, It's lit with just one light.
Panasonic Lumix LF1 ................................................. close to 3 inches.
What remains of the envelope of a wild cucumber fruit is the lace
Ce qui reste de l'enveloppe d'un fruit de concombre sauvage est la dentelle
Concombre sauvage grimpant - Wild cucumber wine
Echinocystis lobata (Cucurbitaceae) dried fruit pod skeleton
Échinocystis lobé ( Cucurbitacée) gousse séchée
It is the only native cucurbbit in Quebec.
C’est le seul cucurbitacée indigène du Québec.
Other scientific names: Micrampelis lobata, Momordica echinata, Sicyos lobata, Bur Cucumber, "Wild or Mock Cucumber"
Other common names: Balsam Apple, Prickly Cucumber, Wild
Balsam Apple.
On tour of the Lower Antelope Canyon. In the Navajo Nation Reservation area in Lechee, Arizona, United States.
Sea Urchin skeleton/shell for the Macro Mondays Group, Topic: Patterns in Nature. Happy Macro Monday!
"Macro Mondays" Fashion show
Orange Jacket with black stripes on pretty spotted underwear.
Défilé de mode :
Veste orange à rayures noires sur un joli dessous à pois !
HMM
A walk along Penmon Point - the tide created shallow rippling waves which I liked. Always a nice place to visit. I also like the moody atmosphere.
A crested dove took a rest on the fence today.
"7 Days of Shooting" "Week #2" "Birds" "Geometry Sunday"
The Flickr Lounge ... Weekly Theme ... patterns in nature.
Macro Mondays theme: "Patterns in Nature"
White-faced cockatiel feather (1.75 inches)
I hope you will enjoy the other feather images following this one in my photostream.
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“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
BY EMILY DICKINSON
I felt it had to be a flower this week. I'm not sure what species this is.
Many thanks for all views, fav's and comments - they are all greatly appreciated!
Happy Macro Mondays to you all!
The transient beauty of the coast is intricately intertwined with the captivating patterns that emerge in the sand, crafted by the relentless forces of wind and wave. These natural sculptors shape the shoreline, leaving behind ephemeral masterpieces.
As the tides ebb and flow, they orchestrate a delicate dance with the sand. With each advancing wave, the water gently caresses the shore, carrying particles of sand along its journey. As the wave recedes, it relinquishes its cargo, depositing the grains in a meticulous arrangement. This cyclical process, repeated countless times, creates intricate patterns that stretch along the coastline.
The patterns left behind by the retreating tide mimic the ebb and flow of life itself. Swirling ripples, reminiscent of a miniature desert landscape, emerge as the water recedes, their graceful curves and undulating lines transforming the beach into a living work of art. The patterns are at once orderly and chaotic, with intricate geometrical formations intermingling with whimsical curves and asymmetrical shapes.
The wind, a silent artist in its own right, adds its touch to the sculpting process. As it sweeps across the coast, it whispers secrets to the sand, coaxing it to dance in its invisible embrace. The wind's gentle touch lifts fine particles from the beach, carrying them aloft in an intricate ballet. It sculpts the sand into delicate ripples, resembling the soft undulations of fabric.
The interplay between the wind and the tide results in an ever-changing landscape. The patterns shift and evolve, shaped by the combined forces of these elemental sculptors. Ripples become miniature mountains, rising and falling in a transient topography that mirrors the larger contours of the surrounding coast. Each gust of wind and every advancing or receding wave leaves its mark, etching new patterns and erasing old ones, in an eternal cycle of creation and destruction.
These ephemeral patterns serve as a reminder of the impermanence of existence and the transient nature of beauty, as each passing moment alters the landscape, erasing what once was and creating something new. The sands become a canvas for the symphony of time, a tangible reflection of the ever-changing nature of our lives.
The beauty of these fleeting patterns lies not only in their visual allure but also in the emotions they evoke. They inspire a sense of wonder and awe, inviting us to pause and appreciate the intricate designs that nature creates with such effortless grace. The patterns speak of the interconnectedness of all things, the harmonious interplay between the elements, and the constant flux that defines our existence.
In these patterns of nature, we find a profound lesson: that life, like the shifting sands, is ever-changing, and that true beauty lies not in permanence but in the appreciation of the fleeting moments that grace our journey.