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I decided to try to split my 100x project (patterns in nature) equally between the 4 seasons. These are my 25 photos for Winter, now I'm moving on to springtime folks! I guess this means I'll be finishing at the end of Autumn.
Marchlyn can be found in Snowdonia. It is a high level lake and used as a water source for Dinorwig power station. On the day of my visit, the water level was very low and because of this, I noticed the layers and patterns left by the receding water.
It takes just the right combination of rain water, mud, and leaves to make these patterns on the sidewalk. Mother Nature’s sidewalk art😊
On tour of the Lower Antelope Canyon. In the Navajo Nation Reservation area in Lechee, Arizona, United States.
Any dog's nose has a 2 way, mirror symmetry & thus falls within the idea of "Pattern"
In this case the nose belongs to our new pup, Rogue
On tour of the Lower Antelope Canyon. In the Navajo Nation Reservation area in LeChee, Arizona, United States.
Panoramic merge of 2 images.
The #MacroMondays #PatternsinNature challenge
The spiral pattern of a garden snail which I think is an example of a logarithmic or miraculous spiral but I confess that the maths pages I've been referring to to check my understanding have rather defeated me.
This is a four photo focus stacked image, captured window lit using a kit lens plus extension tubes. Tweaks of highlights etc reveal capillary structures within the shell demonstrating its translucent nature and complexity.
The snail of course was not harmed, or even disturbed, being left on the large leaf upon which it was found and returned to the garden after its brief photo shoot.
HMM all
On tour of the Lower Antelope Canyon. In the Navajo Nation Reservation area in LeChee, Arizona, United States.
The Flower Sequence
Seed
Dream
Soft bloom
Petals rise
Spirals slowly grow
Hidden numbers sleeping softly deep below
Golden ratios weaving through the soil where silent wildflowers grow
From tiny seeds the pattern climbs through sunlight’s warming glow,
One, two, three — the ancient rhythm flowers seem to know.
Sunflowers turn their golden heads to trace the arc of day,
Daisies count their fragile stars in quiet patterned array.
Ferns unfold in emerald curls the centuries have shown,
Spirals older than the seas and mountains carved in stone.
In shells, in storms, in galaxies, the same designs appear,
A whispered code through time itself, both distant and so near.
We search for meaning endlessly in numbers, stars, and sky,
We question how the world began and wonder how and why.
Yet every flower blooming in the meadow, field, or loam
Already lives the quiet truth we struggle to call home.
The patterns run through everything — through leaf and root and tree,
Through oceans deep, through drifting clouds, through you and even me.
And while we try to understand the sums that shape our breath,
The flowers simply follow them — from birth to bloom to death.
They do not fear the counting,
They do not ask it why,
They simply bloom in harmony
Beneath the endless sky.
©️LW
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A cultivar of 'Helipterum roseum', a half hardy annual that has come easily from seed, papery and should be easy to dry...
On tour of the Lower Antelope Canyon. In the Navajo Nation Reservation area in LeChee, Arizona, United States.
Birds swarming above in Chorillos, Lima, Peru.
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This sunset abstract was taken in Chorillos, Lima, Peru a few years ago.
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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.