Some times, we return to our childhood, and everything seems so beautiful and captivating, even the simple things like a yellow balloon
I was planning this photo for a while, and this weekend I found the time to accomplish it. I had to capture that sky... that beautiful cloud formation.
It seems that now, I´m paying more attention to the simple things like the clouds... the color of the sea... the trees swinging in the wind... this photography thing as really changed the way I look @ the world that surrounds me.
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Canon EOS 350D Sigma 10-20 focal lenght - 10mm F number - F11 Apperture time: 1/640" ISO - 400 Photo taken in RAW format and converted to JPEG White balance ajusted and color tones PSCS2 - Levels, contrast, saturation, selective color.
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Really magical I would love to know where people find these beautiful feilds of flowers!
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New slang when you notice the stripes, The dirt in your fries. Hope it's right when you die,Old and boney. Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall, Never should have called. But my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.
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I would love to know where people find these beautiful feilds of flowers!
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New slang when you notice the stripes,
The dirt in your fries.
Hope it's right when you die,Old and boney.
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
Never should have called.
But my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.