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A random eye

A neighbour called me the other day to alert me to the presence of swans near the Big Bridge.

Unfortunately I was in the middle of hand-feeding one of our batches of little bulls and by the time I finished them, got the kids piled into the car and driven the 10 minutes to the bridge, I was too late for exciting close-ups of families of swans.

*pout*

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But the strange colour and light of the afternoon – with sun doing a losing battle against the clouds – compelled me to stay a little while.

To see what I could see.

(… A sailor went to sea, sea, sea)

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The things I see are sometimes different to the things other people see… according to my husband anyway.

He’s always: What ARE you taking photos of now?

Heh.

This sequence of images was shot with no plan and within 30 minutes.  I am such a random person/photographer, I honestly never know what I am going to end up with!

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I walked a little along the river bank but this is as close as I got to the swans.  Even a 500mm lense wouldn’t have helped in this light.  Although I would’ve given it a red-hot try…

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On the walk back I stopped trying to look for swans… and I just LOOKED.

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Man-made lines and Mother Nature’s lines… neat and regular versus stark and elegant.

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Empty branches silhouetted against a suddenly fiery cloud.

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That same scene reflected in the cold gentle ripples of water below.

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The effects of shifting focus on grassy reeds near the water’s edge.

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I like the second. You?

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The sensual squiggles provoked by wind and wildlife…

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There is a painting in our bedroom similar in feel to this photo… it’s one of the most fabulous, calming things I have ever seen. And I have no idea why

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I chased the duck with my Nikon as it sought shelter from prying eyes – the inkiness of the water is compelling, isn’t it?

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Looking upriver a couple of minutes later, as the river catches fire for just a moment.

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A wider shot of ALMOST the same slice of afternoon.
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And then, somehow, the light goes all English and soft and mellow on me.  Blended greys and barely there golds.

And all that she could see, see, see…

Was just how late she’d be, be, be

With cooking all the tea, tea, tea!

🙂

BB

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