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a small Camellia flower bud at the very end of its life. Brown and shrivelled but still intact.
Happy Macro Monday/ HMM
the theme for this week is: decay. The whole bud is less than 2”
I think the wonderful colours in this decaying piece of wood look really beautiful! :-) HMM
7DWF Free theme :-)
Night fell over Dungeness, the moon was almost full and this boat was just asking to have its photo taken. I'd spent the day walking along the beach with some friends taking photos and I kept coming back to this particular boat as it really captured my imagination.
I wonder what its story is? It was obviously once a fishing vessel and then abandoned many years ago, gradually decaying, continually changing. One day it will be gone forever, only a distant memory to those who have encountered it. Yet its image lives on, captured by many a camera for all to see.
Helveticast, VISTA CAPITAL MANAGEMENT SA
The remains of "La Fonderie de l'Authion", near Angers, France. Established in 1955, this foundry of aluminium, which once employed up to 220 workers, used to produce pieces for the Car Industry (General Motors, Peugeot-Citroën, Renault, Volkswagen), and it didn't survive the "crisis" of 2008-2009.
A very cold dark dawn walking the dogs had me reasonably intrigued to continue my walk swopping the dogs for a camera just to see if I could drum up a photo. Frost, floods and ice surely makes it different enough to find something interesting, well not really. What a rat hole I live in, with the trees bare and the vegetation beaten back by the winter and heavy rain of late, all the litter is now in plain site. Honestly I think it is the worst I’ve ever see it, it would seem with covid forcing more people walking round locally, much more rubbish has been discarded. Rather than going to a pub many have decided to buy a carrier bag full of naff larger and drink that on their walk, discarding the empty can’s en route, not forgetting the snacks or takeaways on the way, they packets and cartons make a interesting addition to the local flora. Now I know why I walk the dogs in the dark, it’s not as depressing. Determined to get the camera out I step over the microwave, through the bushes, the bottles, cans and cartons to a flooded area frozen over, with the newly risen sun catching the ice. I blinker my vision to the restriction of the viewfinder, take a photo and head home. With this isolation give abstract beauty, without my words you need know no more. However I still see the decay beyond the frame, I think it will have to be deep snow and a heavy mist to temp me out with the camera again while lockdown continues.