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I never really know what's going to catch my imagination but it seems the everyday pencil has done just that. This started with a photo of four pencils which morphed into the Invasion of the Singing Pencils and then into various stages of different patterns, some straight, some not so straight. This falls into the category of "not so straight" but seems appropriate for my submission to the Slider Sunday Group. Of course the "HB #2" printing was too far down on the pencil so it had to be moved to get the starter "X or cross" block to fit together. Then after a bit of wiggling (the lines looked too straight) I started to remove some of the wording, after a bit I finally stopped and it was finished...
Nikon 55mm f/2.8 NIKKOR MIcro, single image of four pencils at f/5.6 and taken from there.
Maybe I'll hit the business end with a die and BINGO: Threads!!! Maybe not...
Happy Slider Sunday - HSS
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Le sommeil est le seul ami qui ne vient pas quand on l'appelle».
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El sueño es un amigo que no viene cuando lo llamas.
Diane de Beausacq, (Marie Joséphine de Suin), Fr. (1829-1899)
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Foto: Maanasi, cuatro meses en los brazos de Morfeo.
Dieser Mäusebussard und ein zweiter setzten sich heute unweit von mir entfernt in einen Baum. Ein Lichtblick in dieser traurigen Zeit.
This common buzzard and a second one sat in a tree not far from me today. A ray of hope at this sad time.
**VIVID ABSTRACTS Challenge** July 2021**
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Abstract done from my flower photo morphed several ways in Filter Forge
In Morphea's arms. (Falling asleep)
Posted for happy Caturday's theme: "Best"
LACPIXEL - 2021
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After several months of 'Lock Down' due to the pandemic, the normally manicured lawn in our local churchyard, was neglected and that allowed the grass to grow long. With the flowers left by people, its morphed into an exotic meadow. It was truly wonderful.
A bit of motion blur to give the impression that this black London cab has morphed into a stretch limo.
This shot was captured as we arrived in Rivello at the little bridge crossing the river entering the lower part of the city just as the sun begins to lower itself behind the foothills that cradle the town in this handsome river valley area. The region is called Noce for the river that runs through it and the walnuts that can be found in plentiful numbers throughout the valley the village is like a jewel set in nature observed from loftier peaks.
The history of Rivello seems to be one of acceptance and religious tolerance starting as a Lucan city that morphed into a Roman one when they happened along then being occupied or shared at the same time by Byzantine, Lombard’s and Latin influences making it a very cosmopolitan center. The testament to this are the churches left behind in Latin and Byzantine styles as well their locations in the city Lombard’s settled in the upper part of town and the Byzantines in the lower building mother churches in both communities in their traditional designs.
Rivello has been long famous for its metalsmiths first starting with precious metals in the 10th century and later on in the centuries harnessing the river that flows close to the city to drive iron works production but whatever the metal the city produced many craftsmen that made the city prosper. Today the city is known for its picturesque location, unique architecture and the nature that surrounds the town it is a paradise for those that love to wander in the forest, in the narrow lanes and climbing the many stairs of the city, having something to please almost everyone.
I took this on Sept 26, 2018 with my D750 and Nikon 28-300mm f3.5-5.6 Lens at 78mm 1/8s f`14 ISO 100 processed in LR, PS +Lumenzia, Topaz , and DXO
Disclaimer: My style is a study of romantic realism as well as a work in progress
My Camp Kodiak cabin at Elysion
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hive // camp cabin RARE
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Morphe Log stack full logs
Petit-duc maculé | Eastern Screech Owl | Megascops asio
Fernando de retour!
Nous ne l'avions pas revu depuis le début du mois de juin dans ses cavités connues. Très heureux d'avoir pu observer à nouveau en cette toute fin d'été le beau Fernando notamment au no 38, l'arbre de Julie. Cette belle retrouvaille a eu lieu dimanche dernier lorsque j'ai fait la grande tournée des Petits-ducs maculés d'Angrignon avec mon ami Jocelyn. Nous l'avons trouvé en fin de matinée dormant paisiblement tout au long de la période où nous l'avons observé. J'y suis retourné en fin d'après-midi, la présente image fut captée à ce moment-là, comme c'est souvent son habitude il est éveillé et aux aguets dans cette période de la journée, examinant tout autour de lui les moindres bruits ou apparitions suspectes avant de retourner invariablement dans les bras de Morphée jusqu'au prochain événement qui troublera sa quiétude. Cette fois-ci j'ai utilisé mon trépied, plutôt rare dans mon cas, et j'ai ajouté mon télé-convertisseur 2X me donnant une focale de 900mm, d'où cette grande proximité avec le bellâtre. Sous cette belle lumière le résultat fut des plus satisfaisants. À chaque fois que je l'observe ainsi aux aguets les yeux grands ouverts, je remarque aucune présence ou rien de particulier qui pourrait expliquer cette soudaine attention. Assurément le beau Fernando est mieux pourvu que moi pour déceler d'éventuelles menaces à sa sécurité. C'est bien tant mieux! L'ami Jocelyn l'aura retrouvé encore au même endroit le lendemain. Depuis par contre, nous ne l'avons pas revu. Ni aucun autre Petit-duc d'ailleurs. Habituellement les Petits-ducs maculés d'Angrignon se manifestent davantage à partir du mois de novembre. Restez à l'écoute!
Captured this little fellow when trying for a dark morphed rough legged hawk, I failed miserably again but did find this guy perched up high on a dead tree limb. I believe he has Leusism which is considered rare in red squirrels. Leucism is a genetic condition which causes white coloring and is different to albinism because it does not affect the eyes.
When the eye-roller teen (which has now morphed into some sort of eye-popping look which is somehow worse) saw my disappointment at the Wanaka Tree being underwater, she said "well you know what they say, if you are given lemons, make some lemonade".
So I decided to try to find my own Wanaka tree and this is what i came up with. The area between the tree and those bollards is actually the main road around the lake. I used the water there and in the park area for the reflection.
Dec 24
Who would have the ability to deliver presents to all children in the world in one night if not the fastest man alive. And to his help beastboy morphed into a reindeer and plasticman into a sleigh.
on monday evening, we received a huge amount of rain. the storm receded right at sunset, and the sky turned an indescribable color, which lasted only a short time yet morphed and changed with bold elegance. lack of light makes this image less crisp than i like, but the colors sing in magical ways (no adjustments in processing: what you see is what was there). nature stuns me with its beauty.
Created for Hypothetical Awards' "The Hypo Music Festival!" challenge. Musical inspiration from Chicago.
Paul and I had such a good time on our last challenge-inspired collaboration that we decided to do it again. This one morphed about 6-7 times before we decided it was done.
Look for more fine work from Paul here.
A Rufous morph of an Indian Paradise Flycatcher. The tail is over a foot long and is quite flexible. And the bird doesn't find inconvenient - it was hopping all over the place.
The bird frequents wet / marshy areas with lots of flies. The rufous morph is thought to slowly turn to white all over. I don't know if it stays white forever, but I suppose so.
Thanks in advance for your views and feedback. Much appreciated.
Macro Mondays theme Reflection
One marble, many reflections.
Today is Monday's lesson in Physics and how to make life difficult for yourself! 😄
My idea was to see if I could set up an infinity mirror with two small parallel mirrors but failed miserably. The idea then morphed into messing about with angles and reflections. I took some fairly nice photos yesterday with blossoms and with my trusty yellow marble but somehow they just weren't doing it.
I gave it another go this morning and ended up with this image.
The image fits within the 3 inch rule (the mirror is 2.5 inches across and the marble is 2 cm in diameter).
Happy Macro Mondays!
This image is from the first night we were at the City of Rocks State Park.
The days were scorching hot but the nights were spectacular. The air was still and it got nice and cool by about 10 pm.
It is a very unusual place, some mud flow from an ancient volcanic eruption has eroded and weathered over the eons and morphed into this assembly of free-standing rocks. The Milky Way was glistening in the moonless sky and Arcturus and Spica were blazing overhead. That is why I love to be out at night.
The Park was only sparsely populated with campers and everything was peaceful and quiet. Give me more of that.
Taken with the Rokinon 12 mm f2 at f2.8
A young Mute Swan (cygnet) before it has morphed to white.
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Un jeune cygne muet (cygnet) avant qu'il ne soit devenu blanc.
While walking in the woods I found this guy sitting in a wood cavity, very high up - lucky me. It is a grey morphed Eastern Screech Owl. Late afternoon sun made it look like red morphed, which is far less common.
Actually this is Zero, my sister's Labrador who was 'posing' for a photoshoot by being thrown cheesy Doritos who strangely morphed into a brown bear!
I had the camera on the sports setting so that I could fire off rapid shots with the lens focused on one spot, but it was anyone's guess where the action of Zero's face was going to be as he was understandably enthusiastic about getting the next Dorito!
Anyway, so there's a bit of motion blur here, but an intriguing shot all the same I think.
A few weeks ago, our near manageable flocks of morning and afternoon Galah visitors morphed from a maximum of about 25 to 60 or more. Obviously, two local flocks got together for seed time and now this many is not unusual. So here is a typical group waiting patiently on the overhead wires out the back. Goodness knows what the neighbours and motorists think. God knows their names, we can only distinguish a few and even they tend to come separately....being brainy birds, why would you come and join in the melee this becomes! Needless to say, we feel somewhat like the famous Jane Goodall (Primatalogist) but we are instead Galah-otologists. We feel blessed by their presence and willingness for some at least to make a connection across the divide.
We have two busy days, sorting things out at Jenny's parent's care home, the management of which seems incapable of having any empathy towards their residents. A situation we never accept. We could write a revealing book and sadly, this is probably common with too many families of people in care.
After flying over my head this light morphed Rough-legged Hawk disappeared behind the tree lines and came back shortly afterwards with her prized possession. Don't know why it came back close to where some of us were standing - may be a bit of show-off. It flew over the road in front of us and landed on the grassy side at the opposite end to consume the vole. What a magnificent bird and quite tolerant of humans too. It was a challenging condition under cloudy sky and fading light, that boosted the ISO to 6400. An absolutely stunning bird. Whitby, Ontario