For most of the last week, winter has cast a foggy, rainy spell over our part of the Arkansas Ouachitas. This is how nature makes her own monochromes.
Seed parachutes made of convergent curves ready to hitch a ride on the breeze.
Getting a line on this weeks’ challenge: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/20/lines-patterns/ and some nice takes on this week’s challenge:
- From sea to sand – http://jejak-bocahilang.com/2013/09/22/weekly-photo-challenge-from-lines-to-patterns/
- The beauty of a rusty trunk – http://getsetandgo.wordpress.com/2013/09/22/weekly-photo-challenge-from-lines-to-patterns/
- Train station – http://naomibaltuck.wordpress.com/2013/09/22/1834/
- Lines in stone, steel, wood and concrete – http://catbirdinamerica.wordpress.com/2013/09/22/weekly-photo-challenge-from-lines-to-patterns/
- Heinz Field – http://francineinretirement.wordpress.com/2013/09/22/weekly-photo-challenge-from-lines-to-patterns/
- Cathedrals to contrails – http://mikehardisty.wordpress.com/2013/09/21/lines-and-patterns/
- Prayerful patterns – http://mithriluna.wordpress.com/2013/09/22/prayerful-patterns/
Ferns fronds are elegant, whether simply lobed or carved with more complexity. And they present themselves to the world in such a beautiful way, slowly unfurling into the filtered light of the forest floor.
Sometimes beauty can emerge from even the most ignominious end. This damselfly past fell from the plastic cover for the garage light while replacing a bulb. Low-slanting fall sunlight pouring through its wings spilled an iridescence onto the white paper below it, like the most subtle stained glass. Too subtle, truly, for our pixel catchers to render.