Your spirit

My spirit

each woven into fabric

intertwined

Our spiritualities converge

and become one

- L.. Magic

Photo taken @ Florence

A view of the Wicklow Mountain foothills from the Coillte Coolmelagh walk and it is certainly a tapestry of Autumn colours which is moving toward winter at a faster rate than I like.

Life is a great tapestry. The individual is only an insignificant thread in an immense and miraculous pattern.

Albert Einstein

Combo of 2 Wombo images using a canvas texture as the input photo and as the framing.

Input: rose, ferns, ivy

Style: VFX

I started out just experimenting what I could create when using a texture as the input image and was pleasantly surprised out the outcome.

Hope you are having a good weekend! Thanks for stopping by!

Now my tapestry’s unraveling, he’s come to take me back

Tapestry by Carol King www.youtube.com/watch?v=SAqYzqHdXu8

sim: Wild Silence

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Tapestry

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Have you seen the seven oceans?

Or the snow cap of a mountain top?

Or the northern lights set in motion?

Or a heartbeat slowed to a stop?

Have you read a book by candle light?

Or heard a leader's call to arms?

Have you ever felt my love burn so bright?

Like a fireball in your palms

More than all the things that I have seen

You will always be part of my tapestry

More than all the places I've been

You will always be part of my tapestry

Have you felt a revolution?

Do you ever sit to stop and pause?

Just to take a little moment

To see what's mine and yours

More than all the things that I have seen

You will always be part of my tapestry

More than all the places I've been

You will always be part of my tapestry

These are just lines of latitude

That we made up, drawn upon a map

We could be meeting with more than minds

We could be woven and intertwined

More than all the things that I have seen

You will always be part of my tapestry

More than all the places I've been

You will always be part of my tapestry

Bruno Major / song artist and writer

Cley Marshes was a tapestry of blurry colour. I did intend to visit again that weekend when it wasn't raining and the light was better. I didn't get there of course.

There is such a bounty of beauty blooming in the May garden: everywhere you look you see another glorious masterpiece like my Crabapple tree in late afternoon light.

"We all have preferences. I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet it in a garden." ~ Ruth Stout

blueberries, the end of summer.../Tapiz, arándanos, el final del verano…/Skogsmatta, blåbärsris, nu är sommaren slut...

Late season colours in the gardens of Wawel Royal Castle, Krakow, Poland.

Thurber's wild buckwheat

This is a fairly uncommon wildflower that is very small and delicate.

Kreative People June Contest ~ Collages Unlimited

Le Puy en Velay

Tapisserie d'automne

Tomorrow we will focus on the unique geological formations at Little Musselroe Bay. But today we are looking at the natural beauty of this seaside environment. And one of the great attractions in Tasmania is the range of lichens that thrive in the Littoral Zone on our beach rocks. The Littoral Zone is where the rocks don't get covered in water and the lichens (particularly the orange and yellow varieties) thrive.

The growth on this rock reminds me of the textures of a wonderful tapestry: Nature's tapestry.

Gori, Georgia

A wee Dragonfly

on the walls of the dining room in the Mansion at Bayard Cutting Arboretum...

The clouds and sky was very pretty later in the morning.

"Photography is the story I fail to put into words." - Destin Sparks

Field of daisies in the garden

Along the banks of the Hudson River, I found a delightful new trail!

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Usual fare from the Teign Valley

The Tapestry of Christ in Glory. Is 23m x12m. It was designed by Graham Sutherland and made by a team of 12 French weavers at Pinton Frères bear Aubusson. It took nearly 10 years of work by Sutherland and two years to weave. It contains wool in 900 colours!!

I have gazed at this crabapple tree in our garden countless times. When the winter chill comes to an end, I have seen how the pink flowers push their way through its bare branches and stay there till spring, when the leaves make an appearance, reddish at first then turning into different shades of green through the summer. As the flowers fade, the tiny, red crabapples appear. In autumn, the leaves start to turn yellow and as winter draws near I see the crabapples fall on the ground. Towards winter’s end all that is left is an image of a somewhat desolate looking tree - no pinks, no reds, no greens, no yellows, just the deep dark browns of its gnarly trunk and branches. Yet the sight does not sadden me because I know that when spring returns, the cycle begins all over again. Such is the tapestry of time which I witness in my garden through the years. Different patterns and textures and colors get woven into this tapestry, their memory forever etched in my mind – and sometimes captured with my camera.

LARGE ON BLACK IS BETTER

Tapestry

The lovely layers and colors of fall

Looking down from the Alcazar in Segovia, I couldn't help but notice the beauty of the river Eresma lined with the stunning gold of autumn leaves framing a tapestry of lacy reflections.

"On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it."

-- Jules Renard

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If I could take a brush and paint the mountains and the moors,

I would splash the hillsides yellow and cover them in gorse.

I'd take the finest needle and the darkest thread of green

And sew a line of bracken along the landscape. In-between

I'd lay a purple carpet of wild heather in the dells

And fringe the edge of all the woods with their pretty lilac bells.

I'd merge the bracken with the heather, mix their colours like the sea,

A green and purple ocean on my own rich tapestry.

Then I'd take a ball of soft, white wool and stitch a mass of daisy chains

Around the lush green meadows and up the sides of winding lanes.

I would stencil on the marshes, just like pure white china cups,

Some fragile water lilies and by the ponds, sweet buttercups.

I'd mix orange, reds and yellows planting poppies wild and free

Onto nature's colored canvas, my own rich tapestry.

Lesley Elaine Greenwood

musique : Tapestry

Montréal, Qc

I captured these beauties at the Wooden Shoe tulip fields near Woodburn Oregon.

No use of my image without my permission. Thanks

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A Matter Of How You See It

Rural Alberta, Canada

The rolling hills of the Palouse are a thrill to explore and photograph. I drove along dirt roads at random just to see what I could see and I was not disappointed.

Aarhus, Denmark – May 2023.

At the ARoS, Museum of modern Art.

Seaweed, sand, rock and barnacles. As seen on Fascadale beach

The #MacroMondays theme for tomorrow is #wallet- something that carries bills, coins or cards. Had a few possibilities that were of the yellow transparent zippered bill holders that I use in my crossbody bag but I’m going with my DD’s card and money “wallet” Cropped it down to be absolutely sure it stayed within the parameters. It did it’s about 1 and 3/4ths - see the first comment box

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