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When It’s Ugly Outside… December 7, 2011

Posted by littlebangtheory in macro photos.
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I know, it’s un-citizenly to think of Mother Nature as serving up The Big Ugly, but you know, sometimes She just does.

November and December can be temporal proof of that.  Gone are the colors, out comes the mud.  It ain’t pretty.

Like today, with a thick pall weighing down the world, a pervasive grayness gripping every view.  I didn’t see any reason to break out the camera at work, and afterward it went from gray to black in half an hour.

Then, as these things happen, I came home to a cold house with this little potted violet sitting over the kitchen sink, doing its mating dance for no one in particular, unless it’s you:

She’s plump and expectant, thrusting her sexy bits upward from creamy sheets of crystalline bliss:

This was a nice find on an otherwise  uninspiring day.

Tonight the rain is supposed to turn to snow, and depending on when and where the transition takes place, we could have a reprieve from Teh Ugly by morning.

I guess we’ll just have to wait and see, eh?

Thanks to Ziggy for these macro shots.  They were a nice counterpoint to the larger-world details of getting the wood stove up and running so I can get scantily clad and relax before bedtime.

Which is happening right about now.

G’Night.  😉

This Bud’s For You! October 13, 2010

Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, macro photos.
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I got these shots yesterday evening on a hit-and-run mission.  The light was running low and the wind was blowing, so I ditched the tripod, bumped up the ISO and dove right into the hearts of some of the season’s last flowers, concentrating on shallow depth of field and complimentary background blurs.

The resulting images are a bit different from what I usually aspire to, perhaps a bit more like art and less like documentation of the natural world.

I hope you like them.

Roses:

Dahlias:

A variegated blossom, didn’t catch the name:

Another I don’t know, but whose sexy bits beckoned:

…and lastly, a view down the slender throat of a morning glory:

Maybe it’s just me, but I find there’s something especially sensual about these very personal views of flowers which are merely pretty when viewed from a more respectable distance.