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growing thru the fence

  • Posted on September 20, 2011 at 10:27 pm

thru the fence
are the fences to keep us out… or the flowers in?

willow catkin

  • Posted on September 20, 2011 at 6:36 pm

wildflower12

i am constantly fascinated by the colors and textures to be found when i look close enough.

ember

  • Posted on September 20, 2011 at 7:21 am

i finally went out today and took some quick shots of ember (chloe) and can introduce her. it was a horrible day for pics with the sun going in and out of the clouds, making it really hard to get the right exposure, but i did get a few i liked.

she is going to get new eyes before the next photoshoot. her deep purple ones look great in person but in a photo keep looking like they are all pupil, or blowing out and looking bloodshot.

other than that i’m happy with the way she turned out – sexy yet demure at the same time.
ember

ember
the shirt was really big but i bunched it up behind her and loved the slightly sexy look it gave

snuggling

  • Posted on September 19, 2011 at 4:56 pm

amberglas welcomes her sister ember home with a snuggle hug.
snuggling

i think ember needs new eyes though. the purple ones don’t photograph well, she keeps looking bloodshot, though they are quite nice in person. time for new colored contacts i guess 😉

uncommon beauty

  • Posted on September 19, 2011 at 11:23 am

glowing thistle

“for every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. for every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. for every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.”
ivan panin

a bridge to nowhere

  • Posted on September 18, 2011 at 12:04 pm

mossy rock bridge

a moss  covered rock forms a natural bridge in the woods

a bridge to nowhere

the only problem is the bridge leads nowhere and crosses nothing.

it’s a lovely bridge, none the less, one which we simply had to cross

touching my toes

  • Posted on September 16, 2011 at 10:33 pm

silk thread
If God wanted me to be able to touch my toes he would have made it possible for me to knit with my feet.

mirror, mirror

  • Posted on September 14, 2011 at 10:32 am

mirror, mirror

Great are the works of the Lord;
they are pondered by all who delight in them.
Glorious and majestic are his deeds,
and his righteousness endures forever.
psalm 112;2, 3

i’m the king!

  • Posted on September 13, 2011 at 10:40 pm

young and old
digory playing king of the castle on an old tree trunk

to a wild rose

  • Posted on September 11, 2011 at 12:35 am

to a wild rose

“We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.”– Abraham Lincoln