Grass

Grass is something I never get tired of photographing.  It can look so many different ways, whether it's green grass, or dried-out grass, or wet green grass, or wet dried-out grass.  Pretty interesting stuff.  Anyway, I found some good looking grass when I got to my parent's house this last Friday.  The lighting was good, and I didn't want to miss the opportunity.




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  1. ZacAugust 8, 2010 at 2:49 PM

    Some of my absolute favorite shots are of grass. You have nice taste, James.

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  2. ZacAugust 9, 2010 at 9:24 AM

    http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHR7sTm_mOA/S2yuq_eCv1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/oP2PEk4albM/s1600-h/DSC03531.JPG

    That one.

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