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At North Hills, you’ll find a walkable world of retail shopping bliss, fashion direct from New York and Paris, the best restaurants in the Triangle, a multitude of corporate offices, Raleigh’s premier hotel, and a wealth of entertainment options including an outdoor concert series, a 14-screen cinema and a whole host of places to connect with friends.
North of Sedona, the western fork of Oak Creek meanders up a side canyon with an accompanying trail. The terrain is deciduous forest, oak and maple mostly, with some patches of wildflowers and tranquil ponds. The scene is almost reminiscent of the Eastern US or even Western Europe, except for the sheer 200ft white and red sandstone cliffs on either side, the occasional cactus or agave peeking out. Some views on the trail seem like a 19th century Romantic painting come to life, or stepping into a corner of Tolkien's Shire...
Pictures taken in the town of Forks, Washington. The town is where Stephanie Meyer set her twilight series. Readers will be able to recognize many places.
Confluence of the East Fork of the San Gabriel River (on the right) and Iron Fork (on the left, under the perilously balanced rock).
Mary and I set out to photograph forks with food on them. I got a bit distracted by the pattern that the forks make. I also enjoy sticking other stuff on the end of the fork...but I think photographing forks was good fun.
logs are from a huge tree recently cut down from my parents yard (i wanted to save part of it), forks from after cleaning out my truck (i used to eat my lunch in my car, pastas)
February 13th 2013
Apologies for all the boring macros on my photostream at the moment. I've been feeling grotty this week, which is not unusual in the run up to half-term.
I took this a few days ago for the scavenger hunt, but only just got around to doing a bit of editing.
Fork for the Scavenger Hunt
I have a friend who is color-blind. She once told me, as a child she loved painting however she tried very hard to "see" the colors. But she just kept painting and painting. She still loves to paint now, though I bet she's just too busy to do so.
I used to looked at her drawings, and thought I was just so lucky to be able to see the colors for myself. Had I lived in a colorless world, and all I could feel were only the lights and shadows of the objects, like the fork in this picture, would I still keep trying and trying as hard as she did?
I wish to dedicate this photo to my color-blind friend who's now painting a colorful life with all her heart.
Taken in Etosha, Namibia.
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Another photo of a Fork-tailed Drongo at Shamvura that let me get pretty close to it.
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