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An ancient fencepost still holds barbed wire at Avington near Winchester in Hampshire.
The sky here yesterday afternoon was amazing :)
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Dotted all along the three rail-trails that make up the Putnam Branch are these concrete fence-posts. The New York Central used these for a number of years, so you can see them on various railroads. For scale, they're about 3" in diameter, with wires sticking out at three heights for wrapping around the fence wire, have rebar inside them, and are about 4' high.
I got out today on my last day of the long week-end. It really was a nice break from work. I am refreshed and ready to really get going on our new project. Life is good. Much better than the shape this old fence was in. Just some posts and a bit of wire left. Being Winter still there was not much in the way of flora but everywhere is pretty green right now after the week or so of Spring like weather. This was a place I hadn't been to in a few years and wasn't sure if it was still open but it was so that was nice. I took my grand-kids there to show them a new place. The ponds were nearby too. All in All a great week-end.
Five-leaved ivy (a contact says that it's also called Virginia Creeper) growing on a fence. My wife spotted this on one of our walks near our home. She likes the broader view, and was especially attracted by the circles of barbed wire just hanging from the post. She took this photo. I like closer views, or at least I did this time.
Spotted this while heading up the A90 towards Aberdeen right at the side of the road.
Saw it in the morning taking my wife to work and knew I had to catch it on my way to pick her up at night!
Back-lit burrowing Owl standing on a fence post.
To see this image and other Owls from the same trip come see my personal web site:
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© 2011 Loren Zemlicka
Stand in a field long enough, and the sounds
start up again. The crickets, the invisible
toad who claims that change is possible,
And all the other life too small to name.
First one, then another, until innumerable
they merge into the single voice of a summer hill.
Yes, it’s hard to stand still, hour after hour,
fixed as a fencepost, hearing the steers
snort in the dark pasture, smelling the manure.
And paralyzed by the mystery of how a stone
can bear to be a stone, the pain
the grass endures breaking through the earth’s crust.
Unimaginable the redwoods on the far hill,
rooted for centuries, the living wood grown tall
and thickened with a hundred thousand days of light.
The old windmill creaks in perfect time
to the wind shaking the miles of pasture grass,
and the last farmhouse light goes off.
Something moves nearby. Coyotes hunt
these hills and packs of feral dogs.
But standing here at night accepts all that.
You are your own pale shadow in the quarter moon,
moving more slowly than the crippled stars,
part of the moonlight as the moonlight falls,
Part of the grass that answers the wind,
part of the midnight’s watchfulness that knows
there is no silence but when danger comes.
- "Becoming a Redwood" by Dana Gioia
Another jumping spider, this one quite a bit bigger, and a lot more pale. With a shiny green back (a better shot of that will be coming in a day or three).
I love fortuitous photo events, where I'm trying to take a picture one one thing, and then another thing comes ambling into my viewfinder.
Here, I was trying to take some spider web droplet shots, and then from between our fencepost and gate comes:
Jumping Spider!
He poked his many eyes out, and slowly crept out, doing this Boris Karloff, Bela Lugosi dance move. He was mostly fearless, allowing me to get the camera good and close for his arachnid portraiture.
David Oxley
Scotland
HDR Photography
40x30cm print
£50
David's page on the KMSO Arts Collective website
A mossy fencepost with a scenic backdrop. Taken in Barcaldine, near Oban on the West Coast of Scotland.
I found myself distracted from taking photographs of the beautiful landscape when I discovered this old fencepost that was covered in moss and lichen and pixie cups. For a while, I completely forgot about the world around me as I got lost in the wonderful miniature world growing on the old lump of wood. Eventually I realised I should have a go at composing a shot that combined this little world with the pretty house and views that prompted me to take my camera out in the first place.
I love the way that, despite being out of focus, the backdrop worked really well when going through the HDR and tone mapping process.
Handheld shot, steadied a little with the legs of a mini tripod pressed against the fencepost. Three exposures aligned with Hugin photo stitcher, then loaded into Luminance HDR for tone mapping.
Don't ask me what was happening here! Glasillaun Strand in the background, and September tints on the bog.
An orange/beige/buff/ginger feral cat sits on a fence post watching me... he looks like maybe he has a cold, as many of the feral cats do this time of year. At least I keep them well-fed (for feral cats). This is the kind of photo I like for the feral cat calendar.
Part of the feral cat rescue project blog.