ABOUT ME

I live in a camper van with a West Highland Terrier for company.
My passion is creating images but it is a work in progress.
I am always willing to share what knowledge I have and can be contacted through the comments on this post or e-mail ADRIAN
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Sunday, 19 May 2013

FUNNEL VISION. (19/05/13)

It’s been a warm and misty day. We were out at five this morning, we came back after almost two hours of wandering with nothing seen or snapped…..Went back to bed to recover.  Got up and played with CS6. I was concentrating on selection tools and the new refine edge is, if not perfect, very good.

Cooked a big curry for Sunday supper and whilst it was resting noticed things were looking brighter. Off we toddled again._V0G6450_1_2_tonemapped copy  This is the view from next door to the van. I should have shot this as a before and after.

2   Instead I found a load of filters in PS, this is misty morning. I could have done better by breathing on the lens…..Anyway on with the wander.

_V0G6471_2_3_tonemapped copy  Fern Funnel Vision……….that's the title seen to.

I only took a 50mm lens with me this afternoon. Silly me there were dozens of butterflies. Small White and Orange Tips. Here is my best effort.

_V0G6493 copy   Orange tip coming into land on something that is not Lady’s Smock cos it only has four petals and not five.

_V0G6496 copy     Here it is parked up….the Orange Tip butterfly. Have you ever seen a better one shot at 50mm?

On we strolled. The advantage of walking later is other ramblers have displaced the deer so I can let the dogs run free.

_V0G6459_60_61_tonemapped copy  They can run about , drink and paddle as it suites them.

_V0G6483_4_5_tonemapped copyEvery hundred yards or so there are little burns getting rid of all the rain and snow. I’ll have another look at this with wellies on. I was anyhow this afternoon. No lenses and dressed in trainers.

_V0G6468_69_70_tonemapped copyThis is all that is left of the Glencoe Massacre. Thirty eight MacDonalds were killed in 1642. By really bad Campbells. Nine died here but one escaped. He lived to run a pub up the glen so a good job he survived. The country needs landlords.

Enjoy the week to come.