Saturday night I was at a wedding reception which ended with fireworks. Below are some of the pictures I took. They don't reflect the real scene since my exposures were too long for that. But nevertheless, I thought they were fascinating images.
Those of you who have been regular readers of my blog know that now and then I like to play with photos and see what I can do with them. This is one of those posts. I took a photo of a small clump of yellow buttercup flowers and tried a variety of effects resulting in the following pictures. Even men have to play sometimes. ;)
As many of you all know, I play around with keleidoscopic and abstract art from time to time. Here is the most recent fun with that. The original photo is the first photo in the previous post.
Below are transformations of a sunrise photo from a few posts back. I haven't been out hiking real recently or spending time with my blog due to feeling a bit under the weather; but hopefully that is beginning to change. :)
We have been having a number of days of freezing weather. I have been enjoying watching the frost on one of the windows of my apartment. Again I love the patterns. :)
All these keleidoscopes came from the same original photo. Patterns can be intriguing. Many of these patterns I could imagine being on ceilings in museums.
My main blog: Ramblings generally focuses on telling a story via photography and words. These stories generally center around family, nature, and church although sometimes just about life in general. I also have a blog entitled Fingerprints. I post less frequently in Fingerprints. It serves as a catch all of anything that does not go in my Ramblings blog including memes, quizzes, and reports on books and movies.
The road awaits
Time doesn't
The road beckons
Time steps forward
Will we move
In step with time?
Will we step forward
Shaping our time?
Will we take time
To see the present?
Will we explore the past
And understand our heritage?
Will we laugh?
Will we wonder?
Will we touch?
Will we feel?
Time flies on
We have choices
Shall we go fast?
Shall we go slow?
We shall go forward
But we will choose the pace
We may dance with all our heart
Or bathe ourselves in a setting sun