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Butterfly, Stones, Cherry Blossom Petals

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Eagle Owl 3

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This Eagle Owl, as far as birds is concerned, is the real McCoy, unlike my beloved product of the taxidermist, Marvin the Barn Owl. Apparently the wing span is something to behold.  Far as I am concerned, the eyes have it….

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Eagle Owl 2

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Eagle Owl 1

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Looking Towards Cornhill

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To me  the light in this photograph reminds me of the background to a 19th Century landscape painting, apart from the bright yellow patches of oilseed rape. The brilliant yellow of the rape is given a blueish tinge by distance, but still maintains the acidity of its yellow, so different from the colour of wheat or barley. The earth here is chestnut colour when it is turned over, and at this time of year the Cheviots on the horizon appear in a variety of delicate blues.

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The Weir

 

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Strange how the panoramic view distorts the shape of the weir, and yet this is what the camera sees from a single  wide viewpoint. A kind of fishbowl effect.  This is looking down the River Tweed. There were several boats on the river, and a total lack of herons – they were obviously keeping a low profile.

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