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drops his load on unsuspecting souls below only to speed off and quickly refill for another bomb attack
Notice ISO setting. Just crazy to me!
Plume Moth (Family Pterophoridae)
I thought the Plume Moth I saw on Tuesday was worth another look. It had moved from the dead flower head to the foliage of the African Daisy.
I know it's hard to tell but I love these flowers ;)
Thanks for all the lovely comments and faves on my images, they are very much appreciated.
Taken on the same day as the previous stork picture. That day we cycled along 4 different stork nests.
...another can of soup.
Seen in the Union camp at an American Civil War reenactment event last fall in Hainesville, Illinois
This photo was made with my new backdrop.
You can get it in my shop on MP for only 100 L$
CEBO building
Backdrop "BALCONY"
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Another GREAT shot can be seen at Fludge Placebo's site :
www.flickr.com/photos/bitemyblogger/40576675063
AND Carey's
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Thank you darling
AND Anjie's
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AND Aziza's
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AND Anjie's
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AND.....Paula's one
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AND...….Eli's one
Very similar to another "Pink Bubble" pic uploaded ages ago... but subtly different.
Playing in the archives...
I can't believe I found another baby... I haven't seen a swallowtail or eggs in a long time... and today this one was sitting on top of the carrot leaves calling me!!!
Now, this does not apply to me! This is for the frog here. Have a super Saturday night with your someone special!!!
Hugs,
Kim
Seen during a Morning Walk last Sunday in the Historic City of Berne, Switzerland. If you look for them you can find a Variety of BROOKS´s in Berne.
Shot with Sony A7 Mii and the Zeiss Batis 1.8/85mm at F=1.8.
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If you want to know a little bit more about me as a Photographer:
Today was one of those days when you are not really satisfied with the footage. I woke up at 4.30 am and the weather forecast was quite good. So I decided to visit one of my favourite places.
But already when taking the pictures, the entire morning mood was not really perfect. I was unsure, if I should post one of the morning pictures, or not.
I think this is the best of them all...
HDRI of 5 images.
Playa Los Viveros. Guardamar del Segura, Alicante.
Muchas gracias por vuestras visitas, comentarios y favoritas.
Los Viveros Beach. Guardamar del Segura, Alicante.
Thank you very much for your visits, comments and favorites.
A canola field in bloom is threatened by yet another summer storm.
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Metamorphic rocks on Sandend beach; a legacy from another world. A sunny but cold morning walk on my favourite beach…
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I just so enjoy trying to capture leaves, feathers and their reflections. A little wind blew making the water swirl.
Sunrise Point, Bryce Canyon.
This is another "must" for the enthusiasts of the U.S. SouthWest. There were so many people interested to such an attractive view when I reached the S. P. shortly before down, at 6.00 a.m. The light was perfect and the spectacle really worth to wake up so early!
Si tratta di un altro posto da vedere per coloro che amano gli scenari del sud ovest degli USA. Infatti c'era già molta gente nel momento in cui sono arrivato al Sunrise Point alle 6 della mattina. Ma la luce era così bella e la vista così attraente da giustificare l'alzataccia!
"Yes, that looks like an engine," Dave was looking satisfied as he peered under the bonnet of the car he was thinking about buying - my car in fact. I nodded sagely in agreement. "It does indeed appear to be an engine." I sometimes wonder why we need mechanics when two bumbling amateurs can race so quickly to such conclusive positions as this. I was just pleased to discover that my little Fiat hadn't spent the last ten years being propelled by an enormous rubber band that I might one day have to rewind with an industrial winch and the aid of a championship winning tug of war team. I think that in those ten years I looked underneath the bonnet no more than half a dozen times. Of course nowadays car engines are just boxes under the bonnet that you plug a computer into if you want to make sure everything is OK. Nobody like us can actually work on them anymore. The fact that everyone teases me and calls me "Captain Slow" because I don't drive everywhere at 150 miles per hour has probably helped to keep the last decade of driving completely trouble free.
All of this irrelevance had found me rethinking my weekend plans. I'd promised myself a Saturday evening alone at Godrevy after a long week at work, and I'd promised Ali that once I'd advanced beyond the need to stand on a clifftop pointing a camera at a lighthouse, I'd reserve the rest of the weekend for spending time with her. Now Sunday would be spent finding temporary insurance for a car I'd not driven in five months, a morning valet service and an afternoon trip to the mechanic for the MOT. Knowing I'd need Ali's help for that I suggested we spend Saturday evening together - although in practice that meant me heading off in one direction with the camera and her in the other with the dog. There would be a rendezvous at the car at dusk, and it was accepted that I would be later than I'd said I would be. I'm afraid that usually happens because once I've arrived here; even the fact that night is drawing in doesn't generally deter me from taking one last image - and then another.
I arrived in this spot at high tide, the advancing waves scattering a group of startled oystercatchers from the rocks in front of me. The sea was doing beautiful things in powder blue tones and I took lots of exposures, trying to catch the water pouring of the rocks in the centre ground. It was my first time back here since lockdown and it felt great to be back on my favourite stomping ground.
I have a week off work to look forward to now, so it's inevitable that I'll be here again very soon. It's really not an easy place to tear yourself away from.
Panoramic view of the banks of the Guadalquivir River, with emphasis on the Golden Tower. Seville, Spain.