Taken just when the light turned golden on a gloomy sort of morning. He couldn't be pursuaded to stay on the other side of this fence and surf the grass waves, but I did get this one as that suddenly golden light was caught shimmering around a poodle outline. Perhaps his smile is all about the sun's golden glow and being with his pack at the start of another day.
This is taken at Weston Super Mare Bike Nights organised by the Riders Branch of the British Legion.
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The Riders Branch of the Royal British Legion
Membership open to all who have a love of motorcycling and are in agreement with the aims of the British Legion
I saw this eye-catching protea in a display on the pavement outside a suburban florist shop. The only "camera" I had on hand was the 2-mpixel Nokia mobile phone. The light in the shade of this part sunny day was just adequate when I took the shot with the approval of the florist.
I rendered the image for a painterly finish in PS.
So a humble, but I hope sufficiently artistic, Sunday nature offering for friends.
There are parts of Buenos Aires that are not too safe to walk around by yourself. This part was not so bad, but there were several abandoned stores around, including this Harrods. I was surprised to see such a nice store in a state of disrepair, especially after visiting its Valhalla-like anchor in London.
Out front, there was a man playing the violin alone. It echoed around in a strange way through the acoustics of the tile, the roof, and the lonely streets. There was a Argentine rhythm he mixed into his playing that really made me feel like I was in a different place.
From the blog at Www. stuckincustoms. com
