Tag Archives: Pond
I constantly marvel at the energy, the power of fast moving water. I have in my garden a small – very small – pond with a correspondingly small fountain. The fall of the cascade measures in inches – 18 inches at most – and yet the ferocity with which it churns up an otherwise still surface is amazing and creates its own sense of drama.
I had taken a few photos of water lily pads after a shower and was playing with them, as one does, when I became aware of company. There, in the top right corner, was a face – a somewhat impish face watching my every move. I decided to add two red dots to the eyes, perhaps emphasizing his mischievous character. The dots are the only addtions to the original picture.
Just a little devilish fun!