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30 | medium | On the way to the Chandeleurs. | |
29 | medium | Deer Island sunset. | |
28 | medium | A view of the Ocean Springs outer harbor. Shot from the bridge, hand held at one second, with the camera resting on a bridge rail pillar. | |
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26 | medium | Ever wonder about the origin of the expression "Yankee dimes?" | |
25 | medium | This fellow appeared in Anne and David's back yard in Ocean Springs, just three weeks after their new ornamental pond was filled. David, a biologist, identified it as a bronze frog. The reflections from the strobe mask the color somewhat; it actually looks very much like bronze statuary. | |
24 | medium | Chris Stebley's mural at the Marine Mart on the Ocean Springs harbor. It's a view of Ocean Springs from the sky over Deer Island. The details are great; have a look on the large image. | |
23 | medium | Focused on the reflection on the surface of the garden pond. | |
22 | medium | What you see has a lot to do with how you look. Focused on the suface of the garden pond. | |
21 | medium | My flock of R.A. Miller folk art chickens. R. A. is eighty-something years old and lives in Rabbittown, Georgia. | |
20 | medium | I was trying to shoot a photo of something else and this fellow kept putting himself in the way. The shadows of his wings look like an early 50s cartoon version of a jet fighter. | |
19 | medium | The afternoon sun on the cooling vents at the back fo the computer monitor. If nothing else, it's a good example of shallow depth of field. | |
18 | medium | The essence of the big blue beast that followed me home today. It's a Ford van, for towing the F-27 and hauling azaleas. | |
17 | medium | Think less about what it is and more about the colors. Purples from yesterday's poke berries on the grey deck railing, placed by a robin. The texture in the railing is courtesy of yellowjackets and wasps. They chew away the softer fibers for their nests, leaving the hard ridges. | |
16 | medium | One of the noisy resident wrens dropped a feather onto the duckweed in the garden pond. It's tiny; smaller than the nail on your little finger. A whisper of mass, supported by the duckweed, supported, in turn, by the surface tension on the water. | |
15 | medium | Low angle view through a flower vase left on the picnic table. The bright rim reminds me of a certain kind of jellyfish seen in bright sun over very deep water. | |
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1 | medium | Detail from last week's jambalaya/paella. The shrimp were sweet and full of sea-flavor. |
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