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My wife and I enjoy visiting Luther Britt Park. Today was a gorgeous day so I took a camera and visited the park.
Rain clouds rolled
into the valley
that morning
in the twilight
one yellow
leaf fell
as the rain
procured the puddle
it floated there
until the next
morning
then it was through.
"Do you think we can let him run off-leash?"
"Sure! I don't see any other dogs. What trouble would he get into?"
With that, Wolfgang ran for a mud puddle and refused to leave it. I'm glad he doesn't mind baths!
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Wolford Centre, Ontario.
Living in mudpuddles, nobody really pays much attention to ostracods, but they're strange little things. They look like little motorized clams zipping around crazily, or maybe motorized sesame seeds. This is my first day of attempting to photograph them, I think the next time I'll put them in a petri dish, so I have more control over background and lighting etc.
I made this for a cake show. I won 1st place for it. I thought it turned out great. The mudpuddle is poured sugar. the rocks are cookie dought cooked in blobs then stacked with royal then airbrushed.
ZOMG! I love 2010! Mom took us out back and there were puddles everywhere. I ranned and ranned and ranned and then I fell down laffing in a mudpuddle it was so much fun! -- Love, FayBee
My wife and I enjoy visiting Luther Britt Park. Today was a gorgeous day so I took a camera and visited the park.
My son's books have been a big source of inspiration for this feltscape as you can see! Piggies and mud puddles are always popular with him :) I did a lot more sewing than needle felting on this piece and I really made a point to use bright colors.
As usual I let some elements be in 3D to have a livelier effect.
The shadow box frame stands on its own which I like because you can simply put it on a shelf :)
This little guy was just too funny. He ran up to this puddle, looked at it, then ran back towards his family. Repeated this process again. On the third time instead of running back to his family, he tapped one of his feet in the puddle as if testing it out. Then he took a few steps backward and I new EXACTLY what he was thinking - you could see it written all over the giant grin that slowly enveloped his face. I got ready for it, he ran forward, jumped with all his little might, and SPLASH!! It was followed promptly by a fabulous set of giggles.