winking at itself
in a thousand planes
of dimpled glass
happy birthday, dear helaine,
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15 comments:
I know what you mean with these squares of dimpled light. I heard the word 'dimpled' used about 5 times in the last day. Strange thing about words... they come and go so randomly.
Dimple dimple dimple. Lovely poem, lovely light, lovely photo.
A post of vertical and horizontal lines with a dappling of light. I wish Helaine a happy day, too.
I recommend everyone clicks and draws these images right in close to see the full effect, the sunlight really is doing a 'fandango' Brattcat!
They say that the P L Parrot's call sounds a little like it's saying 28, but honestly I've never thought that when I hear it, must listen a little more carefully. Happy birthday to Helaine.
It's almost scary when the sun starts winking all over the place in dimpled spaces. How does the sun know how to do that?
You were, I hope, adequately protected when out and about snapping these versions of the Sun's work!
You've captured all kinds of light through the dimpled glass. Very nice.
You are such a word smith! I love the special effects of light, such as these in your images. Salagander is awesome :^)
Partition is simple to write when the sun is the tap dancer!
When I see glass block windows like this I am reminded that we had glass block windows like this above the tub in our last house. We had an electrical fire in the wall. The smell of the melting molding around the glass block window woke up Julie about 3:00 am and saved our house, as the fire was about to burn through the headers and would have reached an oxygen source in the attic and would have spread throughout the house.
Why do I always want to look inside windows? :-)
Super shots. Squares of glass not seen much in todays world. I like 'em. MB
This is a wonderful series! Well done.
Beautiful images of some of my favorite kind of glass!
Nice. Minimalist and vibrant.
I love the way you can always find the perfect words to enrich your pictures...
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