Field water
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Yellow gold canola field at the edge of Corio Bay with the You Yangs State Park as a backdrop.
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A winter only lake (Turlough) on ground that is nornally a field
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This is the edge of the Willamette River. / Animals / Birds / Drawings / Flowers / Water / Holiday / Paintings / Sunsets / Autumn
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Yosemite National Park, California, USA
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These spring poppies are just beautiful. One of them even has a drop of dew on it. /
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Okay this piece was inspired by UmbraDeNoatpe-stock at http://umbradenoapte-stock.deviantart.com/art/Stock-23-83970696 . Its a brilliant puddle that jumped out at me as soon as I saw it. I closed my eyes and took this mental picture you see now… I just had to get it into photoshop and turn it into a dream. The title says it all. It took me around 4 days to finish it but I think the florals, colours, light and dark, and finally magic really give that digital fantasy feel all within a puddle. Clound left – http://jlstock.deviantart.com/art/Background-012-51186294 / Daisys – http://stp-stock.deviantart.com/art/daisy-stock-75705369 / Lily pads – http://bhoy.deviantart.com/art/Lilly-Pads-34950679 / Buildings – http://lugubrum-stock.deviantart.com/art/Lugubrum-stock-regaleira5-52478084 / Buildings – http://little-stock.deviantart.com/art/Castle-Stock-2-57257587 / Bonsai – http://mirandarose-stock.deviantart.com/art/Bonsai-Tree-Stock-53278362 / Island rock – http://aussiesteve-stocks.deviantart.com/art/Sugar-Loaf-Stock-84308553
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water reflection giving double sight / Olympus sp – 55-ouz
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Sun shining on hills and flock of brds on Yarrow reservoir Lancashire.
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The Black Swan Black on flat water past the jonquil lawns / Riding, the black swan draws / A private chaos warbling in its wake, / Assuming, like a fourth dimension, splendor / That calls the child with white ideas of swans / Nearer to that green lake / Where every paradox means wonder. Though the black swan’s arched neck is like / A question-mark on the lake, / The swan outlaws all possible questioning: / A thing in itself, like love, like submarine / Disaster, or the first sound when we wake; / And the swan-song it sings / Is the huge silence of the swan. Illusion: the black swan knows how to break / Through expectation, beak / Aimed now at its own breast, now at its image, / And move across our lives, if the lake is life, / And by the gentlest turning of its neck / Transform, in time, time’s damage; / To less than a black plume, time’s grief. Enchanter: the black swan has learned to enter / Sorrow’s lost secret center / Where like a maypole separate tragedies / Are wound about a tower of ribbons, and where / The central hollowness is that pure winter / That does not change but is / Always brilliant ice and air. Always the black swan moves on the lake; always / The blond child stands to gaze / As the tall emblem pivots and rides out / To the opposite side, always. The child upon / The bank, hands full of difficult marvels, stays / Forever to cry aloud / In anguish: I love the black swan.
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Oyster Bay, LI – Planting Fields Arboretum – Taken as an HDR, made to look like a story book. / Suburban Scenes by Mike Savad Squidoo Lenses
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Painted this today, 10.02.2009. This is part one of a two parter collection. I painted this, then painted part two over it. Part two titled, In the Midst of Love – The End I used watercolour on double thick canvas 12×12 In the Midst of Love – The End
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Beauty is an ecstasy; it is as simple as hunger. There is really nothing to be said about it. It is like the perfume of a rose: you can smell it and that is all.
by Ritu Lahiri~ W. Somerset Maugham
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BEST VIEWED LARGE Featured in / You’re Accepted group / A place to call home
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Taken on a walk starting and finishing in Buckden in the Yorkshire Dales. This is why they call it gods country. Canon 5D Mk2 / ISO 100 / F11
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Early morning sunrise between Kingston and Millicent in the Limestone Coast region of South Australia. With recent heavy rains the paddocks were awash with water reflecting the blues of the early sun. Canon 400D 17-85 lens with CIR polarising filter. Three shot panorama stitched in Photoshop CS4. My apologies to all of my contacts and friends here on RB, I have been away from the site for a few months with heavy work demands and two exhibitions, one with Smarti77 at Coonawarra and now a solo at Millicent. I will attempt to catch up to all of your images as soon as I can. The current exhibition of 45 works “nature” is on display at the Millicent Gallery through until 7th August if any of you manage to get down this way.
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I don’t know why the top of this droplet looks like liquid silver but I’m thrilled that it does! I thought it was just beautiful. This one again has had very little post processing, just a slight crop and the slightest levels adjustment, that’s all. Canon Powershot A480 point and shoot, hand-held. Proudly New Zealand-made. :) Featured in Canon Vs Nikon, Oct 12, 2009.
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I took this photo of wood storks in a Louisiana rice field, in the waning hours of a hot August day. I like the way they seem to be marching in step.
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Have no idea why I called it that so if anyone has a more appropriate name shoot! / Canon 500 D / Sigma 70MM macro / The glass is sitting on a microfiber mitt and that is what is giving it the flowery feel but no flowers:) / Featured in: A Fascinating Purple
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This is all about life’s journey. God only knows what is waiting on the other side of that mountain! 1 But now, this is what the LORD says— / he who created you, O Jacob, / he who formed you, O Israel: / “Fear not, for I have redeemed you; / I have summoned you by name; you are mine. 2 When you pass through the waters, / I will be with you; / and when you pass through the rivers, / they will not sweep over you. / When you walk through the fire, / you will not be burned; / the flames will not set you ablaze. / ~Isaiah 43:1-2 Stock Credits: / http://night-fate-stock.deviantart.com/ / http://grinmir-stock.deviantart.com/
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Located on Cape Cod an inlet marsh area comes in and out with the tides. Taken with a Canon XTI and wide angle lens 12-24 / f/8 / ISO-200 / 1/800 sec / 24mm
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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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