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After discovering these interesting shrubs, we walked around them for awhile and suddenly found this unbelievable flower - almost like a miniature orchid bursting out of what we thought was the blossom!! Turns out the gorgeous pink structure is only the precursor to these small but magnificent flowers. In studying this image on the computer, the subtle pink shading in the outer leaves became apparent - so delicate and lovely. Also notice what appear to be small water droplets inside the next pink structure to the right of the blossom. But what really surprises me is the fact that the flower is yellow and red!! Not what I would have expected with all the soft pink. Truly one of Mother Nature's loveliest creations. :-)
January 22 - 22/365
Another last minute cop out shot I'm afraid.
But I've not been very well this week, I've been recovering from a chest infection that seems to be getting worse now not better :(
I just want to get outside and take some outdoor shots, I'm rapidly running out of things to photograph inside. My daughter has a box of shells that she's picked up on trips to the beach, I haven't a clue what sort of shell this is, or what lived in it, but it came in handy for todays shot.
This day in 2008..... www.flickr.com/photos/weeping-willow/2213048394
Shell Bay is across the water from the famous Sandbanks peninsula and takes its name from the fact that........it is a bay.........and there are lots of shells!!! So I thought I'd represent it in picture form!
I ripped these photos out of a MS magazine several months ago, and finally got around to photographing them. It's pretty amazing what people can do with shells.
Shell Beach is a beach in the Shark Bay region of Western Australia, 45 kilometres south-east of Denham.
Shell Beach is not your everyday sand beach. It's a beach made of trillions of tiny shells, all from one type of animal.
The shell, known as the Hamelin Cockle, lives in prolific numbers in the area because of the super salty water. The discarded shells have heaped into massive piles up to 10m thick! Tonnes of bleached white shells forming a beach up to 1km wide and many kilometres long!
I made this over a long time, just for my darling heart. I could only glue a few shells at a time, then, when it was dry, would rotate the whole thing to do more. In secret. The bark is from Silver Birch trees. You can peel it off, if you're gentle, during the spring. It's so beautiful (the barrk). I've glued it to rice paper, then crocheted the edges. It's very delicate and warm and pretty.
I was concerned about the thin pieces, but as it happens, they look the best when the light is on. In fact it's a gorgeous thing. We all love shells huh? So pretty and shiny!
The base is an Op Shop purchase. An ugly lamp I transformed into lovliness! The shade was an awful dirty pink. I pulled the fabric off and just used the frame.
Various broken shells lie along the railbed at Mill Creek - dropped by hungry seagulls to get to the meat beneath.
This is the older Shell truck stop replaced by a new Flying J/Shell facility.
Here is the new building opened in October 2012:
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An interesting plant that's native to eastern Asia and has culinary and medicinal uses. It grows well without any maintenance in Florida's hot and humid climate.
The story goes that in 1835 Mr James Newlove lowered his young son Joshua into a hole in the ground that had appeared during the digging of a duck pond. Joshua emerged describing tunnels covered with shells. He had discovered the Shell Grotto, its walls decorated with strange symbols mosaiced in millions of shells. Is it an ancient pagan temple? A meeting place for some secret cult? Nobody can explain who built this amazing place, or why, but since its accidental discovery visitors from all over the world have been intrigued by the beautiful mosaic and the unsolved mystery.
A Christmas tree made of shells and left on Howe Street in Bay Head, NJ. The shells are left blank and then signed by visitors to the beach with their names and, or a message. Adorned with a starfish at the top, smaller red shells throughout the tree.
Walking along the beach at Mellon Udrigle in the Scottish Highlands, the dawn light side lit the large number of shells of which this is a small section.
The Railway Bridge is a bridge that crosses the Daugava river in Riga, the capital of Latvia.
The first iron railway bridge in Riga was erected in 1871-1872 for Riga - Jelgava railroad.
The new bridge was inaugurated 1914, shelled twice, during World War I in 1917 and World War II in 1944, and was rebuilt both times. The bridge is nowadays the only railway bridge in Riga.
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The beauty of sea shells or Sea Urchins Echinometra in the above .
Mainly Echinus Esculentus and the Phyllacanthus Imperialis
Does anyone know what this? I found it on beech somewhere in the Great Lakes. Shell, fossil, dentistry??? I've had it for years and still haven't figured it out.
Shot on a piece of plate glass, with black seamless taped to the bottom. Shaped hole cut to allow light to pass through. Glass was set on a 20" long piece of 12" diameter concrete form tube (Home Depot). I lined the tube with silver lame fabric from Jo-Anns, set it on top of a silver reflector fabric and suspended a 580 EX (@ 1/8th power ) 10" up and aimed down.
A 2nd 580 EX at 1/128th power on a light stand with Honl 20 deg grid is positioned camera right to bring back some of the texture of the shell.
Available for immediate occupation - an open-aspect bijou dwelling on the Dorset coast, with rock foundations, sea views and great ventilation.
The automated Flickr tags of 'Bread' and 'Sandwich' might be a bit odd, but I'll allow them the 'Food' tag!
Wandering across the beach
armed with your eyes and a bucket
what a better way to spend they day
than picking up pretty shells?
Nice to be a child, with nothing on your mind except the fun task at hand. I guess what I'm trying to say is, it's important never to lose our own 'inner child'. What do you think?
Matt