Until the cold well wishes loosen his grip, and to escape the blast that splits the cheekbones, I classify my photos of the year passed. How many hours spent judging the beautiful, the failure of repairable or not ... How to throw the photograph technically poor, while the memory is emotional?
Even the pictures of the garden, I have some hesitation ... depth of field, sharpness, background does not always go, but the picture is for me a witness to the life of my garden ...
Small color therapy, to regain some energy!
Pink is omnipresent
which does not contrasts,
nor mishmash |
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