Had the camera out yesterday in Dad's yard. As much as most of my, like pretty much everyone else's, picture-taking is by phone these days, there's nothing that compares to the feel, sound, and effect of an actual SLR. Or dSLR now, because very few of us putterers can afford the expense and bother of film. Even if I do have a really nice film camera.
Anyway.
We've had a lot of fog lately, and that led to a bunch of frosty branches. Hey, as much as I hate winter and cold, I can make myself like frost flowers. Here's a bit of what was out there.
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| Frozen tarragon |
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| I like the clumpy way that snow makes patterns on branches sometimes. |
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| More clumps, this time on cotoneaster. |
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| Frosted Blue Spruce |
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| Icicles on honeysuckle |
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| This isn't frozen or in the yard. It's Tom in a duffel bag. |
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| In the interests of equal time, Bob in a cat house. |
Knowing me, that's probably it for at least another month. Ah well, at least the blog is semi-used occasionally.
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