Macro

Macro Monday

/ Leya / 24 kommentarer

Another frosty morning with crisp air, flower pods, maple and oak leaves. It is snowing today, so maybe next time – even more of whiteness.

Macro Monday – Morning Glory

/ Leya / 31 kommentarer

I opened my eyes this morning, to the finest jewellery –

– a crystal brooch, and hidden light and glory

… in the frosty autumn leaves

CFFC: Close-up or Macro

/ Leya / 27 kommentarer

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Close Up or Macro

My garden is a joy even in winter.

The common spindle leaves tiny capsules for the frost to bite

Macro Monday – Frosty Colours

/ Leya / 25 kommentarer

When frost is a visitor in my garden, winter is close

Even if it only lasts for a day or two – we wait for the sun to colour our frozen world!

I wait patiently –

– and finally the cold rays transforms the crystals into diamonds.

It is a wonder each time, each year…

…to see them come alive again!

 

 

Macro Monday – Jewels

/ Leya / 25 kommentarer

In my garden, there are not many colours left – unless you look for them –

A macro perspective is of great help – things unseen will reveal themselves…

I was concentrating on a tiny mushroom, and clicked. Once on my computer – I found this little friend sneaking up from nowhere.

And I never get tired of the morning jewellery.

Macro Monday – In My Windows Today

/ Leya / 15 kommentarer

I guess everybody knows this little beauty as Epiphyllum…

…but its real name is Schlumbergera truncata (false Christmas cactus as a house plant) 

This is my beloved yellow lady!

Macro Monday – in My Morning Garden

/ Leya / 20 kommentarer

Some surviving flowers in my garden – but not many. In the early morning light – this Aster Princess wearing her crown.

Less spectacular, but very saffron – is the millimeter lichen on my old apple tree.

And the Common Spindle – with a delightful fruit. I collected some seeds in the forest 6-7 years ago – and got these lovely results.

Macro Monday

/ Leya / 19 kommentarer

As we are approaching winter, the birds are partying on the last fruits and berries in our garden. Late blackberries that never got the chance to ripen, and rose hip in their glory.