Friday, June 19, 2009

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6 comments:

  1. I took the link: the two captures could not speak more differently.

    This lass looks like she can hardly wait to get home and that the week is already a blur. Whereas the chap with the lemonade parcels is just trudging home to a cold hearth.

    The darkness in this one is entrancing. I could not enlarge it to think more ont ...

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  2. 2 totally different scenarios.
    well done. You should consider working as a photo-journalist.

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  3. I never learned how to ride a bike. Looks like healthy way to move around. Nice freze of space and time!

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  4. I liked the blur on this shot and the darkness that gave it an edgy feel!

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  5. Love both of these photos. There is a freedom is being young and in biking that you have captured very well.

    On the other hand, one gets weighed down by age and responsibility, and then it becomes more difficult to move from point A to point B, and we tend to trudge along, head down.

    You might be interested in my poem, The Working Man, posted June 2, on Creative Confections (http://jacobsconfectionary.blogspot.com) which would go along well with Link 1...

    In fact, there's talk of publishing some of these poems...if that happens I may talk to you more about using this photo...

    Have a great weekend...

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  6. Thanks for the comments. Jacob, with pleasure... I will go and have a look at the poem now...

    Baron.... I also need to check your pics but yesterday there was no photo update and I was wondering why???

    Thanks Julie for the visit. I like your site alot...

    Ellie... I did but dont do it.... no excuse... it is really nice

    Thanks CHicken.......

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