I love how the green stands out on the rocks.Quote:
Originally Posted by Meekyman
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I love how the green stands out on the rocks.Quote:
Originally Posted by Meekyman
Just beautiful.Quote:
Originally Posted by zhyuch
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Originally Posted by Joe O'Hara
Thank you watched.I love the photos on your website.
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Me too Ben. Guess that's Velvia "doing its thing" under the conditions.Quote:
Originally Posted by Ben Calwell
Another from Crowden Clough, Peak District National Park, UK on the same wet January day. Further upstream from the earlier waterfall there's this really wonderful geological features - the riverbed becomes very geometrical with lots of regular, cubic structure, like smal basalt columns.
Chamonix 045N-2, Nikon 300mm f9@f32, 2 s, Ilford Delta 100, no filters. Epson V700 scan, lightroom processing.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/...467f8d84_c.jpgCrowden Clough Geometry Jan 20 by Graham Meek, on Flickr
Thank you Phil (zhyuch and Natenaaron earlier)Quote:
Originally Posted by Ulophot
I like this one. Chaos and symmetry abound in this image.Quote:
Originally Posted by Meekyman
Where the Wild Things Are
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I think we sometimes forget how close we are to wild nature, while warm and tight in our abodes with the doors locked. A couple weeks ago I was woken up by a terrible racket - a coyote, I believe, killing something and letting the whole neighborhood know, and some poor animal wailing for help. My backyard, since I have a basement, is a steep hill with thick forest land down to the bottom, where a small creek flows. Recent rains have made the creek flow quite well and this thicket of fallen trees with the muddy remains of the burgeoning creek reminded me of that coyote, perhaps looking for a meal while near a watering hole, so I busted out my 8x20 as the sun started to fade behind the hill to make this photograph. There's something about the spring backlight in thick forest that is evocative of the north GA area for me, a reminder of my early years when I would scramble over trees felled over the creek in my parents backyard and explore acres and acres of untouched forestland (which now is just more urban sprawl).