PhLB - Luc Boonen's photos

30 Apr 2019

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#SH43 - Pareidolia

Scavenger Hunt # 43 Pareidolia = the tendency to interpret a vague stimulus as something known to the observer, such as seeing shapes in clouds, seeing faces in inanimate objects or abstract patterns, or hearing hidden messages in music ---------------------

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05 May 2019

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Leather Items

The Sunday Challenge = Leather Items ----------------------- Wanted to find some worn out leather that would show best the texture of the material.

30 Apr 2019

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#SH17 - A Public Event

30 Apr 2019

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#SH10 - Shadows

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30 Apr 2019

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#SH36 - A colourful building

29 Apr 2019

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#SH34 - A dog on a lead

30 Apr 2019

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#SH32 - River Boat

For Scavenger Hunt - TSC #32

30 Apr 2019

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#SH05 - Spring Flowers

Cymbalaria muralis, with common names ivy-leaved toadflax, Oxford ivy, mother of thousands,pennywort, wandering sailor is a flowering plant native to Mediterranean Europe and widely naturalised elsewhere. This plant has an unusual method of propagation. The flower stalk is initially positively phototropic and moves towards the light. After fertilisation, it becomes negatively phototropic and moves away from the light. This results in seed being pushed into dark crevices of rock walls, where it is more likely to germinate. In Dutch it is called "muurleeuwenbek"

28 Apr 2019

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A poor life

The Sunday Challenge = Poem Something a little different this week, I'm giving you a little poem by a welsh poet W.H Davies It's short, but has plenty of imagery you can pick out to make an image that fits the poem. What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began. A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.
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