An untouched photo .I took that shot at sunrise,every little stars you see were made of ice and refklected the sun.My favorite untouched so far. / Same morning as Criss Cross and Glittering without the blue tone. / / / / /
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Kuala Lumpur Butterfly Park
The colour version of Lonely can be found here: L O N E L Y
Saganasghee Slough in the forest preserves south of Chicago. This side of the slough has blessed me several times with nice vistas in the morning.
Jyvaskyla, Finland. Sundog and the morning light..
Oil on Linen
Sun rays crossing a misty forest photographed in an early autumn morning. Another image from the same series: /
Went out before going to see my Daughter this morning. Caught some early light.. I wanted to upload this while I was gone so will do so.. Not easy to get this DOF.. Did what I could with Mono pod.. Hope you enjoy.. A Warming Card To Cheer A Friend
“Le lampadaire” / yes, it is me reflected in the water droplet ^^ / features ... thank you !!! / http://www.redbubble.com/people/Aimelle homepage (July 20th, 2009) Out of the Blue (Nov. 6th, 2009) 1:1 Macro Photography (Nov. 09, 2009) and on Redbubble treasures website . / Sony Alpha100 + 18-70mm lens / +10 macro ring lens / . / / . /
And again; from my favorite swamp…
This is not one of the flowers from my show and poems for her but will be in my book. Mornings break and you are there safe beside my side. / My sleep was filled with lovely things the whole night through. / I danced and ran through the woods with you holding hands. / We stopped to watch a robin sign as the sun came up. / And then we ran a little more until we stopped to kiss. / The woods so cool in mornings light we wondered at the sight. / The mist was coming off the earth as we watched it move. / And not far off in the distance we saw a lovely thing. / A baby doe with mom in tow running through the mist. / We stopped to watch this lovely sight and kissed a little more. / And then you took me by the hand and then we ran some more. / You laughed I laughed we were children once again. / We stopped to watch a toad come out from his sleeping place. / And blink his eyes as morning came its time to find a fly. / And as we ran an eagle flew high above the trees sounding out the alarm that mornings finally come. / We ran some more until we came to our favorite place. / High above the oceans reach as we looked far out. / We watched as waves came tumbling in as we held each other. / And then you looked me in the eyes and said this must be heaven. / And in my dream we were so young as dreams so often do. / But as I lie here in this bed your beauty has not changed. / I look at you and think about how much we share together. / The woods so cool and so sublime at this time of day. / And here we were in my dream lovers once again.
not dew or raindrops this time ! ;p / 2nd in the “givre matinale” serie (taken last week on first morning frost we had) / / /
/ “Hibiscus Morning” is part of the Tropics Collection...mornings on the island, the Hibiscus opens early…breakfast on the terrace with the warmth of the sun, feels so luxurious with all the blossoms cascading down, in their multitudinous shades of brilliant colour ... Watercolour on Arches Hot Pressed Paper… Sequestered in their wiry pods, / the hibiscus opened last night after a long silence. / While we mimicked stones in our shared bed, / the big lusty blooms burst into being, / half-human and full as the moon. We practice avoidance this morning; / a marriage of papery faces nods in the sun / ox-blood, pearl and the pink-throated one, / their enviable tongues already discovered by the bees. J. Wallace /
She rests among the mosses / A shrine of wood and wishes / In this quiet sunlit forest / She is peaceful, not forgotten. / Zazzle / DeviantART / - / a dryad-treestump maiden, who twisted into place, / my pencilling too messy, so wood flowed round her face. / And grasses grew around her, and roots twisted round her wrist, / and from the slender sapling behind her, rose a girl of leaves and mist. I rather liked the concept and the curvy way she posed, / so as soon as the tablet was mine again, a sketch on the screen arose… / It wasn’t quite abstract or anime, nor a gentle blushing bride / and so out of wood I carved her and let the paint decide, And the leaves spread out around her, as I sprinkled and I spun / And brown and green around her, the trees grew one by one. / The steps I saw quite clearly, but the details made me yawn / So I looked up ruins and flung dabs, until perspective was born. And moss and sunlight gathered and layers flowed and split / And the hours flew silently by, until I was forced to quit. / But the quiet woodland waited, and the headless idol watched / Until I woke this morning and added bark metallic and notched… And the trees sprang up behind, and the flowers crept over the steps / And the sun lanced through the trees and everywhere shadows crept… / Roses of orange and yellow were added on a whim / and in the offering bowl lies a lily blurred and dim. ‘Til at last I could not deny her, she had to have a head, / Although I tried to distract her by painting her fingers instead. / The shiny coins didn’t sway her, and empty was this wood, / until I shaped her a face and swept over her a hood. Then sprouted a few last flowers, and a twisting thorny vine / Along the lowest terrace, its thorns as dark as wine / But I’ve worked on this seven full hours and new ideas have grown, / So posting and moving on now, before my muse has flown.
I sure do have an appreciatation for those that paint horses! This mane took forever to create, but Im well pleased. Image copyright © 2009 Lisa C. Weber. Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited.
Horses are very protective of one another, especially when their is impending danger or bad weather. (General rule is Fight or Flight, 99% of the time its flight for horses) These spanish arabs here give the feel of siblings, both young, inexperienced, learning the way of life in the wild. All artwork is created by using Bryce Software. Image copyright © 2009 Lisa C. Weber. Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited.
Early morning dew on a geranium plant. Backyard Jupiter Florida. / Nikon D300, Nikkor AF-S Micro 105mm Lens, Tripod, Remote clik. Being an old Deadhead, The obvious: / Grateful Dead – Morning Dew – 9/18/87 / PLEASE NOTE: All images copyrighted to © JKKimball (All Rights Reserved – Worldwide). No image (in whole or in part) is to be reproduced, downloaded, copied, duplicated, modified, sampled, redistributed or archived without the written authorization of JKKimball /
I don;t normally post flowers but loved this one..
Canon 40D, 100mm macro lens. As of 14/11/09 / Sales 0 / Comments 35 / people Favorited by 20 / Views 218 South Lanarkshire Annual Photography Competition 2009 / Wildlife: Wild animals, including birds Category – Highly Commended
The warm colour of the morning sun covers the landscape, on a frosty, late autumn morning. Olympus e-510; 40-150 mm lens / ISO 400; f:8; 1/400 sec. / Effective focal length – 300 mm Dryden, Ontario, Canada Group Feature: / Ontario – December 12, 2009 /
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