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Vormen en structuren op de Zandmotor.
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Creative sowing by local farmer grows into awesome pattern and texture on this South Hummocks farm in rural South Australia.
Very tiny spider's webs in coastal bushes attract dew overnight, and glitter with their crystal jewels.
Macro Monday's and the theme of "Unusual Patterns".
This may not be quite an unusual pattern but it is etched on the handle of my torch and I quite like it.
I decided to use the trick of gelling a flash on the side of the torch and doing it twice, Red and Blue. I've done this a few times before for a MM photo and after turning out the lights I set the shutter speed to one second and fired the flash with the Blue gel by pressing the test button and having the one with the Red gel set to slave which would trigger at the same time.
My coffee roaster helped me with this week's theme. The side of their package has this nice little pattern printed on it
For: Crazy Tuesday
Theme: Pattern
Adding to my "Marilyn Monroe Buildings" set. Another take on these amazing buildings in Mississauga. The one on the right is complete, the one on the left still under construction.
Nice in LightBox.
This is a photo of sunlight refracted through wind driven ripple patterns in a shallow tidal pool on Port Maitland Beach.
The water was shallow here, and I liked the peek-a-boo places where you can see the sand and stones.
Photographers call the time around sunrise and sunset the “magic” hour because the light is soft and casts a warm glow on the landscape. In the Utah Badlands, subtle shades of yellow and buff in the pinnacles and buttes become deeper and richer at these times of day.
“The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round.” — John Muir