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We passed this field of tuberous begonias in Monterey Co., California. It was definitely one of those "pull over honey" moments.. This is my first try at the Orton Effect.
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Enchanting Field.
Pennello slashing stravagante colpi stroboscopico verdi azzurri violenti visualizzati,
usammenhengende gulfarger tungtveiende solcelle farger foruroligende voldsomme djevelske tanker,
خطوط وحشية ملموسة صدق معقدة شدة المرضية أشكال رائعة باذخ دراسة,
impingandu ochii de anxietate confuz arta expresionista intermediază vise ciudate expoziție dedicată vast,
gyllene primitiva intryck clawing horisont tunga nyanser eftertryckliga purples föröknings duk beundransvärt innehåll,
παράλογη ταμπεραμέντο σκληρές βάσανα γοητευτικός αναταραχές εκκεντρική οπωρώνες φωτεινή εξελίξεις γκρι λουλούδια λεπτή,
disequilibriums disillusionments inspiratione mystica lampas pentrating silvis qualis eloquentia copiosus viriditas,
inventions artistiques exaspérées imagination convoquant les montagnes hyperaesthetic étendant les comètes célestes rayonnantes,
新鮮な言葉で表せない空の静けさの資質は、詩人太陽に照らされた画家の喜びを愛撫します.
Steve.D.Hammond.
A field of Giant Sunflowers in Ellis Co. Texas on June 1, 2014. This field is located on Hwy 34 between Italy and Avalon.
The warm sunny mornings here in Iowa hightlight these old barns so well. The fields looked like ribbons of color and patterns wrapping it like a gift.
This photo was taken on Prince Edward Island between Kensington and Cavendish. We'd been out for a nice hike on the Homestead Trail in Prince Edward Island National Park and were heading back to Summerside. The sun was close to setting and the colours were really beginning to kick off.
Photo taken with the Olympus OM-D E-M1 and M.Zuiko 12-40mm f/2.8 Pro. This is not an AI generated image.
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One more photo taken on the tulip fields. They are lovely and colourful and a joy to visit on a sunny day but the tulip season will soon be over and as these are cutflower fields several rows are empty now. On these fields people can pick the flowers they like and pay the money they owe into a wooden cashbox at the entrance of the fields. Usually nobody checks if everyone really pays (I doubt it), but in general the system seems to work.
Marty Straub, Dave Cohen and I took a road trip to Hickory Run today... Stopped at the Chapel, the Lake and the Boulder Field.
Visit the DCNR web site for the HRSP page at:
www.dcnr.state.pa.us/stateparks/findapark/hickoryrun/
This image is comprised of 30 different exposures.. I captured bracketed exposures to turn them into HDR blended images. I Ended up with 6 HDR images (using Photomatix Pro) that I stitched together with Adobe Photoshop's Photomerge feature. Then post processing was handled with the Nik Collection filters: Viveza and Color Efex Pro.
Hickory Run State Park
Carbon County, Pennsylvania
Friday, July 18th, 2014
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The song of Sting, one of my favourite song artists, talk about fields of barley but these are fields of "Lupinus luteus", also known as "yellow Lupin". Its yellow seeds, known as lupin beans, were once a common food of the Mediterranean basin. Today they are used for feeding animals and sometimes as a snack food.
Taken this weekend very close to our house.
Here are the lyrics:
"You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold"