Catching up a few days worth here, sorry for the lengthy reply folks...
Here in recession-hit Britain we are reduced to selling our clothes. I sold everything (except my underpants) yesterday, raising enough money to buy a bottle of White Lightning cider to drink in the park. We used to have an empire, you know...
Don't you folks have a tower full of jewels you could pawn somewhere?
Thank you Phrasikleia. Yes, when spring peeks its head around the corner all kinds of colors begin appearing from the ground. Here is another from the same series, a bit more abstract.
I love the tight focus on the edges of the petals and the tips of the flower and stamen. Really nice.
Here's another shot of a Blue Jay (coming in for a landing). You may or may not know that these jays are very fast movers but the Nikon combo handled it well....a very good camera and a
great lens.
Peter, this reminds me of the arctic foxes leaping through the snow on the hunt with its body positioning as captured. If you hadn't have mentioned it was landing, I would have thought it was doing an evasive leap out the way of some predator.
I never imagined you as a closet minimalist Doylem!
Absolutely beautiful Rowbear. Even the graffiti looks good on the old wall.
Stunning how the lines of the road and aurora echo each other.
Very tasty. A really nice mix of light and architecture.
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Gasp!
Literally took my breath away Phrasikleia.
Mine for today...a Chickadee.
I always love the natural, clean and crisp nature of your pictures Peter.
One of the 600-year-old carved faces in the choir stalls of Cartmel Priory. A lot of the faces are under the seats, almost at floor level: that's a lot of work for carvings that were seldom seen. But, 600 years ago, we built to different standards!
There wouldn't be too many around these days capable of doing that sort of work. Carpenters build housing frames with nail-guns and cabinetmakers build flatpack kitchens! I used to play French Horn in the state and national youth orchestras and one of the halls we rehearsed in had facial features like this in the audience seating pews. There were also various flora and fauna carved in the pews too. I remember thinking to myself how out of touch it was with the local environment each time we rehearsed there. It was full of roses, doves, foxes, swans and the like, not a wombat or wattle in sight!
