Field snow
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Ah my lil bunny bun…. / But care, care sweet hearts looking at him, starring at him… / Have you seen his eye? / Look inside and you’ll see… My gallery is Copyright © Wandering Soul. All rights reserved. / All the materials contained in my gallery may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my written permission. My images do not belong to the public domain. / Please read the Etiquette Policy and respect it! / Modifying, tubing, cropping, using it for letters or stationeries, layouts, backgrounds, stock, copyrighting, stealing my work is not only against the law but unethical. / Altaring or using without express written permission is stealing. View More ART here!
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Mt. Asahi Dake – Northern Hokaido – Japan. For lovers of powder snow, you may appreciate that this is my version of heaven! Sun bursting through during a heavy snowstorm amongst a forest of ancient birch trees..Taken during a snowboarding journey through Japan in 2006. Thanks for looking and comments much appreciated….. / rgs, Rob
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Sister shot to my previous upload..I can’t help it, they’ve got to stay together these ones!! / Sun bursting through in between snow showers.
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I finally found the tractor I have been looking for. I saw this old antique from the road and thankfully had my camera in tow. I braved the 3 feet of snow and frigid Newfoundland winds but I finally got my shot I’d been waiting to get. / / Visit my website On The Rock Photography / /
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I’m very fond of trees and I especially like this one. It stands alone in a field at the end of our driveway next to a small brook. It seems like every season, and every sunrise and sunset have a way of setting it off “just so”. This morning was exceptional with the fog creating a mysterious veil that made this photograph extra special to me. /
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Canon Rebel Xt – Sigma 17-70 F2.8
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Lost in Utah would have been a more apt title after the GPS affectionately known as “Dorothy” lead me to a graveyard instead of a lake lol. I discovered some gorgeous countryside along route. There is nothing better than getting lost :))
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This was taken off the side of a highway in the middle part of Minnesota….flat, gray and very cold. We were on our way back home from our Thanksgiving trip and I begged my sister to stop when I saw this fence. :) The icy frost was amazing to drive in…miles and miles of it.
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My daughter KAILA / and I went out on a photo shoot of rural areas around us, she needed B&W film Photos for her photography class and I went along for for fun and support. I love sharing these moments of creativity with my children ! there is nothing better in the world ! I bet hers turns out better than mine ;
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Why not a Chrismas card !!!! A place called St-Anne-des-Plaines,the paradise of strawberry during summer time but fields of snow on winter…...”with some processing”...When I saw that old barn I already notice the beautiful colors of the wooden boards.Quebec,Canada. / / /
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have a happy new year
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Featured in Red Bubble Home Page on June 9th, 2009 Featured in Photography 101 on March, 2009 Challenge winner Out with the Old, In with the New on January, 2009
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Today I had my first close encounter with snow geese, who appear to have migrated here for the winter. What a sight to see. The noise as they are in flight is just incredible! It appears to be advantageous to be on top during these close flights ….. notice the one “leaking” some hydraulic fluid? Taken with Nikon D300 & Sigma 50-500mm / Shutter Priority / 1/800s / f/6.3 / 500mm My art with 1000+ views
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A photo from my project “Latvian Landscapes”.
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outside Dijon after the snows.
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Snowy Field – In Panoramic
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The feeling of freedom, to breathe once again and feel the wind as it sweeps across the open fields. I feel the solitude and the tranquility, lift my face and feel the purity of the air, it envelopes me stroking me and i embrace it willingly. Here i could lay me down and die in the arms of the elements all alone slipping into eternal conciousness…...........into the arms of my Beloved Maker…........... Taken just outside of Ramsey Cambridgeshire, part of the great Fens! / Canon Eos 400D
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Westcoast of British Columbia, Canada / April 6, 2009 HDR photography……..3 images layered……..tripod……..Photomatix Pro software THANKS VERY MUCH FOR YOUR VIEWS MY FRIENDS…...... xo
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The highest peak in the alps around Val Gardena, Italy (also known as Groedn, Austria. It’s a World War I thing. Language-wise, the area is if anything more German/Austrian). The view from the Marmolada was pretty staggering, the altitude was high, the ski back to the chairlift long, and (after I mistakenly skied past the chairlift) the challenge of getting back to the hotel before the whole region shut down was intense. And although I failed to make it back all the way and had to settle on a taxi, the photo was arguably worth it. It also achieves a rare (though dubious) personal photographic honor. For the last three ski trips, my favourite mountain photo has been my computer’s desktop theme for more or less a full year until the next ski trip. And this is the one for 2009. Below : the one for 2008: / Below : the one for 2007: / (interestingly, the ones for 2007 and 2008 were both taken on cheap Nikon point-and-shoot digital cameras. 2009 was taken on a Pentax DSLR. Which proves that even cheap point-and-shoots are no slouches in the right conditions)
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An enchanting fairy in a field of winter snow and frost .. created in psp9, models in poser featured in the group / Creative Cards
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A beautiful stallion romps in a snow covered field on a fine winters day created in paintshop pro9, using poser/daz models featured in the group / Your Accepted / Animal Fantasy & Whimsy / Simply Horses / The Pony Club Group
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“Lost” continues the story of four friends who set out for a Christmas weekend in the country…in the first chapter, seen HERE the friends’ day starts out joyfully, but soon deteriorates along with the weather, and they quickly become lost... Watercolour on Saunders Not Paper A moment or two of stunned silence, as it slowly dawned on us that we had no idea where we were…it was the days before Mapquest and GPS and cell phones…we-were-lost…the day was getting rapidly darker as the last of the pallid sun sank behind the hills…Dahlia started to whimper and Mark, never at his best in a crisis told her to shut up, at which she burst into tears…there was no help for it…we would have to get out and walk until we found shelter somewhere…at this suggestion Dahlia’s whimpers turned into yells…she had no boots, only thin shoes suitable for city streets…hearing this Mark completely lost his temper….Dahlia always drove him mad…one wonders why he repeatedly sought her out…after calming them both down I said I felt sure (not really), that the area looked somewhat familiar and there would be a farm or something nearby…after some argument, and taking as much as we could carry, we set off, Dahlia wearing a pair of Tom’s boots which were too large for her, all the while sobbing that we should stay with the car… / The road stretched ahead, bleak and desolate, here and there, patches of gleaming ice set to trap the unwary traveller, hill upon hill rising behind…a rocky terrain that did not bode well for anyone trying to negotiate it…not a creature stirred and no bird sang…the wind blew stinging ice pellets at our faces, and in no time our gloves and feet were soaked…but there were ancient dry stone walls edging the road..a sign that somewhere nearby would be shelter…..we turned a corner…”.LOOK” I cried..Janis Z..Fiction..A Weekend in the Country..Ch.2 Lost.. / A Weekend in the Country
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“The Grove” continues the story of four friends who set out for a Christmas weekend in the country…in the first chapter, seen HERE the friends’ day starts out joyfully, but soon deteriorates along with the weather, and they quickly become lost…in the second chapter seen HERE they decide to walk to their destination, but without any idea how to get there... Watercolour on Saunders Not Paper Look” I cried, but my cry fell on deaf ears…Dahlia, who had still been sobbing that we should stay with the car, terrified that she would fall, stumbled and actually fell, and before we knew it slid rapidly into one of the ditches that hidden by snow, lined the roadway…how to get her out without their falling on the treacherous ice, elicited a heated argument between Tom and Mark, Dahlia screaming and thrashing about all the while…finally by Tom yelling that “the more she moved the deeper she sank”, Dahlia got the message and the two men by lying prone on the icy lane, managed to drag her out dripping wet, but… without the boots…it was quickly apparent we would never get them back…no one could possibly reach down to try and find them…we dried her off as best we could, wrapped her in one of the blankets we had luckily brought with us and the two men elected to carry her in turn on their backs…that meant our progress was slower than ever…worse yet, the only torch we had was now flickering badly…to save the battery I turned it off, hoping that we would be guided by the light of the waning moon…... / Suddenly I remembered what I had seen…I turned back excitedly…”Look there”...I pointed to a spot ahead of us…I had seen what looked like a small sheltered grove, but what had really astonished me was the light…blazing brilliant light pouring down through the trees as if from the skies…”Look where? asked Tom…”There” I replied…then stopped silent…my hand dropped to my side…the light had gone…there was nothing there….only impenetrable darkness stared back at us... / Lost / A Weekend in the Country
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“The Bothy” continues the story of four friends who set out for a Christmas weekend in the country..the first three chapters can be read by clicking on the links on the images seen below We were shattered….ahead nothing but impregnable darkness..behind us just a faint glimmer from the snow that covered the fields and hills that surrounded us on all sides…with Dahlia getting more burdensome by the minute, we decided to press on in the direction where I thought I saw the light…the snow fell harder…the sled that we loaded with our things dragged heavily behind me..my suggestion that we should leave it behind was quickly vetoed and in light of what happened later, I was glad we brought it along…the wind was relentless…biting, stinging wet particles of rain mixed with snow assaulted us from all sides, as we continued our slow march to ….where?...where we going?...we had no idea but felt an imperative need to keep moving…by this time Dahlia had fallen asleep…a great improvement, as she was now silent, but though she was a slight creature, Mark and Tom were becoming increasingly weary with the weight of her… / Then I saw it again…”There”…I cried, pointing to the sky, and this time the others saw it too…a faint light in the distance, hovering just ahead of us…this encouraging sight spurred us on, and turning the torch on and off in an effort to avoid Dahlia’s fate, we moved through the deepening twilight…one more corner and we saw it…a bothy…partially buried in snow, at the end of lane, and up an incline…The Ritz hotel would not have been more welcome than this little hut, left on purpose it seemed for stranded travellers like us…the door unlocked, we went in, placed Dahlia on some straw in a corner and looked about us for any amenities the bothy might provide…what luck!! there were two candles on a ledge and a few tins of food…we made ourselves as comfortable as possible to wait out the night, shutting the door tightly against the increasing wind which buffeted the building…we fell asleep instantly….much later, the wind seemed to die down… awakened by a slight sound I rose up and in the gloomy murkiness of the room I saw a shadow standing in the open door... For those unacquainted with the term, a bothy is a basic shelter, usually left unlocked and available for anyone to use free of charge. It was also a term for basic accommodation, usually for gardeners or other workers on an estate. Bothies are to be found in remote, mountainous areas of Scotland, northern England and Wales. They are particularly common in the Scottish Highlands.wiki. Watercolour on Saunders Not Paper / The Grove / Lost / A Weekend in the Country
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