Saturday, December 19, 2009

Macro Shots Week: Pop Goes the Weekend


Taken November 23, 2009

Taken December 17, 2009.
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Friday, December 18, 2009

Macro Shots Week: Skating the Pond


Both pictures taken December 5, 2009.

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Thursday, December 17, 2009

Macro Shots Week: Weather Catch


Taken November 28, 2009

Taken December 7, 2009.
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Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Macro Shots Week: White and Green

Click here if you don't know how frost flowers are formed.



Taken December 1, 2009

Taken December 6, 2009.
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Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Macro Shots Week: Still Ferning Around


Taken November 24, 2009.

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Monday, December 14, 2009

Macro Shots Week: The Pack's Verdict

Boring and annoying. Definitely not worth waiting for*.


Taken November 17, 2009.

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* I'm hoping I'll do better with all of you this week since you don't have to wait for me to take the shots.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Sunday Poetry Post

Skred

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The Gyres
by William Butler Yeats

The gyres! the gyres! Old Rocky Face, look forth;
Things thought too long can be no longer thought,
For beauty dies of beauty, worth of worth,
And ancient lineaments are blotted out.
Irrational streams of blood are staining earth;
Empedocles has thrown all things about;
Hector is dead and there's a light in Troy;
We that look on but laugh in tragic joy.
What matter though numb nightmare ride on top,
And blood and mire the sensitive body stain?
What matter? Heave no sigh, let no tear drop,
A-greater, a more gracious time has gone;
For painted forms or boxes of make-up
In ancient tombs I sighed, but not again;
What matter? Out of cavern comes a voice,
And all it knows is that one word "Rejoice!'
Conduct and work grow coarse, and coarse the soul,
What matter? Those that Rocky Face holds dear,
Lovers of horses and of women, shall,
From marble of a broken sepulchre,
Or dark betwixt the polecat and the owl,
Or any rich, dark nothing disinter
The workman, noble and saint, and all things run
On that unfashionable gyre again.