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I'm trying to catch up on my 365....I didn't post anything yesterday (just too busy!), so this is for yesterday and I'll post another one later today.
I took this at Quail Gardens, a lovely botanical garden in my neighborhood. I was so thrilled to see their lavender was blooming...such a pretty sight!
All the fields around us yellow with Rape flowers.
This was taken through a dirty windscreen, but just wanted to capture the yellow. ( I wasn't driving!!)
You know those kinds movies right? You are lazying around on a Saturday or Sunday, you flip the channels, you see THAT movie, the movie that you'll now start watching, no matter how long it's been on, and you get sucked in each and every time.
Field of Dreams is one of those for me. There are so many cool moments in the film that build off each other, it's easy to get pulled right into the plot. Plus, unless you are a brick-wall-of-emotions, it kinds of gets you choked up right?
"Hey dad...you wanna have a catch?"
Oh man, gets to me every time :)
So it's another Movie Title Wednesday on the MO blog and this is a picture snapped back in Ontario, Canada last December. I think I processed this once, back then, and didn't like it, so I forgot about it. But my skills with doing HDR have drastically improved since then and this second go-round was much more fun. It's hard to dislike the gorgeous light coming from the just rising sun that is behind me. The field is made up of dead, harvested corn stalks, which is what made me think of this movie in the first place. The water in the field, if I remember correctly, was partially ice.
The sky was okay in the shot, but a smidge boring for this weather nut who likes high drama, so I mixed in a texture I shot in Bruges, Belgium a few months back. Good tip for you travelers: If you love textures, try to pull your eyes away from the wide angle shots of the city or town you are in, and look closer at the cobblestone, or doors or windows...and find yourself a "memento" that you can take back and use with other photographs. While it's all done digitally, there was something very cool to me with combining a photograph of a barn in Ontario with a wood texture from Bruges.
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Saturday the 10th of December 2022.
Easy deal getting in and out of the mud cobra field.
Notice the deep marks from the tractor cleats.
Whenever I mention them it's all about how
they shake your teeth loose real fast ;-0-
The Monkey just finished filling up on water.
Mr Boney and Ms Pumpkin Pie soon followed.
Dogs raced and zipped around having big fun.
An hour later they climbed into the sidecar
and directed their k9manservant to take
them home and feed them breakfast.
Without wasting any time we left
heading straight home where
they were all fed a meal ;-)
Thank You.
Jon&Crew ;)
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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.
In the Woodford Valley near Salisbury is a very nice pub and eatery called the Wheatsheaf. The lyrics above are painted on the walls of the beer garden.
This shot was taken not far from where the Author of that famous song lives, and I wonder if the many fields of gold on the Salisbury Plains inspired the lyrics.
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Just outside of Hood River - I found this field where there were hundreds of little clumps of balsamroot. The wind was blowing so strongly that it took many shots to finally get a sharp shot. I did add some post production blur and other tricks to make this softer that the normal shot. Guess I was feeling artistic.....
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There is something about chasing light (and always chasing light). The scramble to find the right spot to be because you somehow feel you are not already there. And then in ways that cannot fully be described, there you are, at the edge of a field where you pulled over after leaving the last spot you were in (which you thought was THE spot, and it was in its own way but you didn't realize you would soon find this spot as well). There is a sense of passing in such moments, that short window of time and light, knowing that where and when you are standing is measured in seconds, maybe minutes. It is beautiful, even more so than the sunset-drenched clouds overhead and the quiet fields in front where the frogs and crickets are just beginning to wake up. It is a sentiment expressed in the quiet rustle of the evening breeze. Those are easy moments to photograph in and they are hard moments to photograph in. It is difficult to not just remain perfectly still and silent and try to breathe as deeply as you can, soaking as much of that rare moment in to take with you when the time inevitably arrives and the light slips away. And you quietly set the camera away and climb back in your car and move on, in part because you have to and in part because there is other light to chase and other right spots to arrive at and be in.
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I told Geo that Rice is the main staple food for us here...:)
anyway we didn't stay long at the field as we were so exhausted yesterday we just wanted to go home... :)
okay few more pic of Geo.. i hope you won't get tired of her.. because i won't... :)
Finished work this morning at six, looked like it could be a good sunrise and the rain had stopped, so I darted off home and grabbed My gear and mountain bike and rode to a local field to grab some bale shots. Pleased I went out, I got a few shots I like. Made this one just before I left the field, had packed My stuff away then noticed the sky changing with some fast moving clouds.
A hundred and seventy years ago, 200 Hunter invaders sought refuge in this windmill from British and Canadian forces in a four day siege.
In the end, as many as 50 were left behind in a common grave, 18 were executed, 60 sent to the British penal colony in Australia, 40 were acquitted and 86 were pardoned.
Their counsel was a young Kingston lawyer, Sir John A. MacDonald .... soon to be the first Canadian Prime Minister.
Some thirty years later that windmill was converted to a lighthouse.
...for more details : www.pc.gc.ca/lhn-nhs/on/windmill/natcul/natcul_e.asp
Open field with fresh cut grass at the Planting Fields Arboretum State Historic Park in Upper Brookville, New York (NY), United States (USA). #longisland #newyork #usa #fields
Back again after an exciting trip to the Normandie.
But this is a scene you will find many places in the country side in Denmark right now.
Field of canola, York, Western Australia. Holga 120WPC pinhole camera. Fujicolor Pro 160S. Scanned on Epson 4490.
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I really liked the simplicity of this scene, the seemingly never-ending wheat field filling the foreground and a simple blue sky with some clouds balancing the top. And yes, the little wedge of the woods squeezing in from the left. The backlight made the wheat shimmer.
A golden field of wheat near the town of KroměřÞ in Southern Moravia, Czech Republic in summer.