1 Year of Monochrome Madness – week 52

It’s been 52 weeks of Monochrome Madness fun with Leanne and Laura!!  Thank you both for the fun ride – the opportunity to meet so many wonderful bloggers and photographers – and the chance to participate in this wonderful challenge. Black and White was how I started in Photography and I enjoy it very much!

Camelia_flower_Monochrome_RobynGosbyThis week… we are celebrating by sharing a gallery of some of our monochrome images from the past year. See the gallery below for my chosen images.

The one image I chose to send to Leanne for her gallery, was the the Camellia flower. This image was captured in colour. Changing it to B&W, made it feel (to me) like a charcoal drawing – something I love doing.

Enjoy the gallery..

Pop on over to Leanne’s blog to see many more inspiring monochrome images, celebrating one year of the Monochrome Madness challenge.

Huge thanks to you Leanne for making this happen 😀

Post for Brendan – Wonder

Morning Brendan and everyone 🙂

This past week, we were at a night market with lots of lights, people and decorations – a wonderful atmosphere.

I was lucky enough to see this dear little girl, ‘checking out’ the Christmas lights.

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It reminded me of the wonder and innocence of a child – the beauty of exploring what is right in front of us – living in our ‘now’, whatever that may be for each of us.

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How I wonder what  you are…

Brendan, this has been a rough year for you.  I trust that moving forward, you will find the strength you need and that 2015 will be a year filled with blessings for you and your family x

Wishing you peace and happiness this Christmas Season.  See you in 2015!

You can read the original post on ‘Posting for Brendan’ here.

 

Illusion…

This colourful insect was swaying in the wind on the leaf of a Birch tree yesterday…

I thought his cloak of invisibility was amazing…

Of course, he knows I couldn’t see him 😉

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“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”
W.B. Yeats