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Geltsdale | Study in Snow 1
February 23rd, 2010 | 
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Geltsdale | Study in Snow 1, originally uploaded by weir2x.
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Winter hiking on Geltsdale. Snow, bracken, and sky.
Snowstorm of ‘09 -1-
Snowstorm of ‘09 -1-, originally uploaded by weir2x.
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Wandering around down in the south of England, during the amazing winter snows of 2009. This was not shot in black and white — it’s a colour photo! But the snow had muted all the colour in the world — it was amazing, like walking in a black and white reality!
The perfect tree
The perfect tree, originally uploaded by weir2x.
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This is one of the most awesome trees I’ve ever seen! And you know I take a lot of pictures of trees!
The Cathedral
The Cathedral, originally uploaded by weir2x.
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The Cathedral grove, Muir Woods
Here is a video showing more of the experience…Deep, profound picture of driftwood
Deep, profound picture of driftwood, originally uploaded by weir2x.
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Shot at Apollo Bay, on the Great Ocean Road in Australia.
Heaven
Heaven turns out to be in Apollo Bay! We were driving the Great Ocean Road in Australia — one of the most amazing stretches of road in the world — and found this most beautiful of places!
Autumnal Sun
Autumnal Sun, originally uploaded by weir2x.
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The Concord river, sun, clouds, leaves = a recipe for a perfect picture!
For Walt Whitman
For Walt Whitman, originally uploaded by weir2x.
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The smoke of my own breath;
Echoes, ripples, buzz’d whispers, love-root, silk-thread, crotch and vine;
My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing of blood and air through my lungs;
The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore, and dark-color’d sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn;
The sound of the belch’d words of my voice, words loos’d to the eddies of the wind;
A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms;
The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag;
The delight alone, or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hill-sides;
The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun.
Your average dew on the spiderweb picture
Your average dew on the spiderweb picture, originally uploaded by weir2x.
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Well, I’m pretty pleased with it, even if it’s been “so done”!
Shot at Combe Crag Wood, in Cumbria, on a wet but gorgeous day.
