The Mayfly came to the Ladybird as she sat in the sun filled meadow…."My Lady, " he whispered, in his soft Mayfly voice…" Last night I had a terrible dream..I dreamt that Brian fell, as though from a great height… I heard the swoosh of wings as he fell, and I heard some one call his name faintly from a long way away……!
Multiple photos blended with textures courtesy of Darkwood67 and ShadowHouseCreations
Camera Nikon D300
Various lenses ..macro 60mm, nikon 300mm, Nikon 18-200
Edited in Aperture 3 and Photoshop 4
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