Season wildness
376 creative works found
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Mix medium photograph of a nest with 3 eggs and the Chinese characters LOVE, TRUST DREAM FORTUNE.
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A card featuring a special little Australian, / the Red-capped Robin. / Something for friends or family overseas? / A portion of sales will be donated to wildlife / conservation or rescue. / . / Read about my wildlife photography here
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California Poppy Eschscholzia californica Antelope Valley California Poppy Reserve Lancaster California —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—--
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This is the spring counterpart to my other Barred owl called Winter’s watchman Taken in the same general area in April 2005. You can tell he was just in the swampy water below, either bathing or chasing after a snake to eat, by the wetness present on his feathers.
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Falls on the small mountain river. / Sold a mounted print January 2009 through RedBubble.
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Best viewed LARGE Image copyright © 2008 Kitsmumma / Copying and displaying or redistribution of this image without permission from the artist is strictly prohibited.
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Digital Painting Just made this one up out of my head. / / Copyright / These Images and Writings Do Not Belong To ANY Public Domain. All images and Writing are copyright © Patricia Anne McCarty & Deep Red Tiger Images 2009. All Rights Reserved. Copying, altering, displaying or redistribution of any of these images or Writings without written permission from the artist is strictly prohibited. / Fantastic Primitives
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WILDLIFE CHRISTMAS CARDS / / Back this year by popular demand – a range of some of my wildlife images turned into Christmas cards! / / All wildlife featured are wild and free / / If there are any of my images you would like as a Christmas card or different text, please mail me and I will get it sorted! / / / /
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” ~ For My Friend Byron ~ 11” / / ~ In Loving Memory of your Mother ~ / / The long winter has passed, and it’s such a joy to see the forest come alive with new buds, and the Dogwoods in bloom. I find myself strolling along through the forest gazing at these blossoms as they brighten up the early spring sky. Native Dogwoods are small shrubs varying in size, and height that thrive under Arkansas hardwood forest. The blooms are approx 1 inch in diameter. Blooms in mid-May. / / If you would you like to ADD YOUR OWN WORDS to create a personal sentiment to this as a greeting card, please / Contact Me / I will make it personal from YOU, to YOUR friends. / / FEATURED IN SPRING BLOOMS 1 24 009
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After I demonstrated a few wave painting techniques, I later thought to join them up into a painting! A Spontaneous watercolour! Watercolour 14” x 10” on Bockingford rough 140lb. So far, nobody has spotted the little men in white shirts, clinging for life, to the torn-off mast (left side of painting). I’ve entered this into Impressionism Cafe,‘seascapes’
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Field of daffodils / Nikon D60+HDR / Filey, near Scarborough, North Yorkshire / England
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I made the initial image using a site program called The Scribbler. Go and google it! It’s great fun! Then, I colored it, layered it, reshaped it to my whim, etc. through the use of Corel Photo-Paint.
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Slipping the truck into four wheel drive, we drove off the highway onto a gravel pullout, climbed and topped the hill overlooking this beautiful valley. I was so amazed and surprised as one cannot see this view from the highway. It was my first glimpse of the beautiful Matanuska Glacier. This shot was taken as it was raining. Traveling south from the Alaska interior, just before passing through the Chickaloon-K’Nik Nelchina Trail System on the Glenn Highway, one enters a fascinating vista of the Chugach Mountains and one of the largest accessible valley glaciers in Alaska, the Matanuska Glacier. Fireweed in foreground with brilliant colours. Fireweed in Alaska is nature’s seasonal gauge. When the fireweed blooms top out, and blows seed, winter is only weeks away. Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / My images do not belong to the public domain. Reproduction is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved Beautiful Art and Greeting Cards For Sale ~ Shop securely and view my collection here Canon EOS DIGITAL REBEL XT / Shooting Date/Time 20 August 2006 20:35:46 / Tv( Shutter Speed ) 1/200 / Av( Aperture Value ) 8.0 / ISO Speed 100
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Nikon D60 + OE There are about 100–110 species of Fuchsia. The great majority are native to South America, but with a few occurring north through Central America to Mexico, and also several from New Zealand, and Tahiti. One species, Fuchsia magellanica, extends as far as the southern tip of South America, occurring on Tierra del Fuego in the cool temperate zone, but the majority are tropical or subtropical. Most fuchsias are shrubs from 0.2–4 m (8 in-13 ft) tall, but one New Zealand species, Kotukutuku (Fuchsia excorticata), is unusual in the genus in being a tree, growing up to 12–15 m (39-49 ft) tall. / Fuchsia leaves are opposite or in whorls of 3–5, simple lanceolate and usually have serrated margins (entire in some species), 1–25 cm long, and can be either deciduous or evergreen, depending on the species. The flowers are very decorative, pendulous “eardrop” shape, borne in profusion throughout the summer and autumn, and all year in tropical species. They have four long, slender sepals and four shorter, broader petals; in many species the sepals are bright red and the petals purple (colours that attract the hummingbirds that pollinate them), but the colours can vary from white to dark red, purple-blue, and orange. A few have yellowish tones, and recent hybrids have added the colour white in various combinations. The ovary is inferior and the fruit is a small (5–25 mm) dark reddish green, deep red, or deep purple, edible epigynous berry, containing numerous very small seeds. Many people describe the fruit as having a subtle grape flavor spiced with black pepper.
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Nikon D60 / Lens: Nikon 18-55mm / f/5.6 1/60 ISO200 / as is
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featured in The World as We See It 10-05-2009 Lonely is the night without you / Just as lonely as the shepherd without sheep / And where flies the falcon, / In the high sweet air / Without hunting this Sprane Valleys deer She wears softness as a gown / She spreads magic all around / Her feathers still untouched / She takes but nothing and she gives so much She flies on strange wings / She flies on strange winds / She brings strange things / She flies on strange wings She takes off when she desires / Silence grows on her lips / She can bring you so much higher / She spreads love on all her trips, yeah She flies on strange wings / She flies on strange winds / She brings strange things / She flies on strange wings Woke up this morning / And this feeling came to my head / To fly with her from sky to sky / ‘Cause my mind seemed to be dead / So I floated up towards her / On my mutilated wings / But all the blackness sings against me now / It’s the lady of the strange wings She wears softness as a gown / She spreads magic all around / Her feathers still untouched / She takes but nothing and she gives so much She flies on strange…........... / / created with Incendia & PSP
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Yellow Hypericum / Nikon D300 / Nikon 18-55mm / 1/100, f/5.0, ISO100
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Nikon D300 / 18-200mm / 1/400 f/13.0 ISO1600 / HDR (1 shot) in Photomatix Pro3.2 / and PP in PS CS3
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Nikon D60 / Nikon 18-55mm / 1/60 f/8.0 ISO180, as is
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So this is Christmas / And what have you done / Another year over / And a new one just begun / Ans so this is Christmas / I hope you have fun / The near and the dear one / The old and the young A very merry Christmas / And a happy New Year / Let’s hope it’s a good one / Without any fear / And so this is Christmas / For weak and for strong / For rich and the poor ones / The world is so wrong / And so happy Christmas / For black and for white / For yellow and red ones / Let’s stop all the fight / A very merry Christmas / And a happy New Year / Let’s hope it’s a good one / Without any fear / And so this is Christmas / And what have we done / Another year over / And a new one just begun / Ans so this is Christmas / I hope you have fun / The near and the dear one / The old and the young / A very merry Christmas / And a happy New Year / Let’s hope it’s a good one / Without any fear / War is over over / If you want it / War is over / Now… / / Created with Incendia&PSP
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a Christmas tearjerker old Amsterdam style! :) Ik zit hier heel alleen kerstfeest te vieren / De straf die ik verdiend heb zit ik uit / Ik stal voor ons gezin, maar dat had toch geen zin / Want jij viert nu kerstfeest met een ander / Hoe heb je mij zo snel kunnen vergeten? / Waarom zit er nu een ander op mijn stoel? / Ik ben zo eenzaam hier, in die koude kille cel / Kan jij echt niet begrijpen wat ik voel? Nu zit je bij de kerstboom met een ander / Mijn kinderen die zingen Stille Nacht / Ja stil zal het voor mij zeer zeker wezen / Met niets dat mijn verdriet verzacht / Mijn medemensen kregen een pakketje / Met de kerstwens ””Vader kom toch gauw weer thuis”“ / Ik kreeg de mijne niet, dat doet me veel verdriet / Niet welkom zijn in je eigen huis Misschien mag ik mijn kinderen nog wat geven / Wat geven uit het diepste van mijn hart / Vergeten kan ik niet, daarom dit kerstfeestlied / Een lied zo vol met smart / Voor mij zullen hier geen kaarsen branden / Ik voel mij als een kerstboom zonder piek / Ik voel me zo alleen, waar moet ik straks toch heen / In gedachten hoor ik kerstmuziek Ik zit hier heel alleen kerstfeest te vieren / De straf die ik verdiend heb zit ik uit / Ik stal voor ons gezin, maar dat had toch geen zin / Want jij viert nu kerstfeest met een ander / Misschien mag ik mijn kinderen nog wat geven / Wat geven uit het diepste van mijn hart / Vergeten kan ik niet, daarom dit kerstfeestlied / Een lied zo vol met smart Incendia&PSP
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They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one / She stared in my eyes and smiled / For her lips were the colour of the roses / That grew down the river, all bloody and wild When he knocked on my door and entered the room / My trembling subsided in his sure embrace / He would be my first man, and with a careful hand / He wiped out the tears that ran down my face They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day On the second day I brought her a flower / She was more beautiful than any woman I’d seen / I said, “Do you know where the wild roses grow, / so sweet and scarlet and free?” On the second day he came with a single red rose / He said: “Give me your loss and your sorrow” / I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed / “If I show you the roses will you follow?” They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me that I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day On the third day he took me to the river / He showed me the roses and we kissed / And the last thing I heard was a muttered word / As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow / And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief / And I kissed her goodbye, said, “All beauty must die” / And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth They call me The Wild Rose / But my name was Eliza Day / Why they call me it I do not know / For my name was Eliza Day / For my name was Eliza Day / For my name was Eliza Day / / /
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