Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ One of my shadowy ornaments
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Shadow Shot Sunday #158
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Classical archer
Silvered breath from the shadows
Mystical beauty
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I measure out my life with haiku. My camera films my soul. ~ Gemma Wiseman
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- A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
- Autumn is an introspective season when stray thoughts of the mind dive into the mystique of the soul - Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
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- Summer sizzles with a sibilant hush / Broken by dreams of / Clinking ice ~ Gemma Wiseman
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- Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
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5 comments:
The horse leaps upwards as the archer is ready to fire. Thus, his equine has allowed the arrow to fly in an arc, perhaps easily hitting the target - or maybe not! The sculpture has sculpted a look at the past when warriors only carried quivers of arrows...
Stunning shadow shot so crisp and clear.
Why, yes, this photo is much more shadowy than the one of the kookaburra!
I ALMOST LOST MY SHADOW
I almost lost my shadow,
I left it in the park;
I heard my mommy calling,
For it was getting dark;
She has no use for shadows,
She thinks they are quite grim,
And when she saw my shadow,
She thought it was a “him.”
I had to educate her
And tell her it was “she”—
And now my faithful shadow
Is welcome as can be!
© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Shadows in the Barrio
Well, I love this one too! (The other had a subtle shadow on the wire the bird was pouncing from, so I thought....) Anyway, good to see you twice. Worth every moment to see both these fabulous shots. I love the sharp detail from the crown on the steed. Very nice indeed.
And again, more PEACE
This strong-looking warrior belongs in the spotlight! I really like the effect.
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