The Oxford Dictionary offers several definitions of delicate, including “Very fine in texture or structure; of intricate workmanship or quality”, “Easily broken or damaged; fragile” and “Requiring sensitive or careful handling.”
There is much in nature that is fine and intricate. And as we humans are discovering, such things are also easily damaged, and require much more careful handling than many of the systems and institutions we have developed seem to permit.
Posted to the Lens Artists Photo Challenge |delicate
True words and Stunning photographs, beautiful and delicate post.
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Thank you so much 🙏
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Very fragile is nature in the destructive rough hands of humans. Yet these hands have also turned the soil, created delicate gardens and splendid works of art that rivals mother nature’s own creation.
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That is true; when we work with nature we can achieve greatness.
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Beautiful photos, Su, especially that of the chrysalis.
janet
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Thanks Janet.
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Gorgeous photos and words, Su. We go through this every year with the sea turtles that nest on the beach. Finally, a law was past mandating people to change out their lights so as not to confuse the tiny turtles.
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So good when positive changes are made. It makes me feel that there is hope 😀
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An incredible series of delicate captures. I love the shades of blue of your feature photo. And my favourite is the chrysalis.
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Thank you 🙏
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Gorgeous photos Su.
Leslie
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I’m glad you like them.
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all of those are very delicate, but I like the Hydrangea best; I so envy you the blue….. 🙂
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Delicate and beautiful all, Su – I have a soft spot for Hydrangeas and the pink ones in your first shot (name?). A soft and beautiful gallery –
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The pink flowers are cosmos. Glad you like them 🙏
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Thank you, Su!
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I gather that the hedgerows in the Azores are full of hydrangeas at this time of year, Su. I can’t wait! 🙂 🙂
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Fabulous!! As you can probably tell, I love hydrangeas. Enjoy your trip.
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Incredibly beautiful photos, Su! I love them all. Best wishes! Peter
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Thank you so much Peter. I’m glad you like them.
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Enjoyed your selection for the theme.
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Thank you Sally 🙏
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Those make for a fabulous gallery, nice response to the challenge.
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Thank you 😀
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I love all things delicate – the tiny petals of daisies, the wings of a butterfly, wisps of clouds, the swirls of seashells – and all your photos depict them just perfectly! Just look at a tiny bird’s tiny feet – they are incredibly delicate and yet so strong and keep the bird safe in even the strongest winds. The wonders of nature!
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I’m always slightly nervous of anything that’s delicate; I’m appallingly clumsy.
I agree with you; nature is the best designer.
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Then there’s another thing we have in common – I’m totally clumsy myself! Not a day goes by where I don’t bump my toes or knees against a table or whatnot! 😂 When I was a teenager my mum actually hid her good china from me because I was prone to break it when washing the dishes. 😉 Not on purpose of course, but that didn’t make me any less dangerous. 😀
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😀 are you left-handed too by any chance? I am, and my dad used to hide sharp knives from me because he thought I looked so awkward using them. I suspect half the time I cut myself it was because he was watching and commenting!!
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Hehe! Although I’m sorry of course that you did cut yourself because of his watching! 😉 I suspect that I’m actually both-handed, but I was trained to use my right hand over my left during elementary school. When I eat I hold my knife still with my left though. 😀
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That’s interesting. My grandmother was left-handed and had to use her right at school, and my father-in-law suffered humiliation for being last-handed. By the time I went to school they had stopped trying to force right-handedness on kids, but I still remember writing lessons in primary school being excruciatingly embarrassing because the teacher kept criticising my efforts to hold a pen “properly.”
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My grandmother had to go through the same thing and always felt like she was clumsy because of it. It’s cruel what they did to children back then. I wasn’t really forced but also humiliated in front of the class which amounts to the same thing, so I tried my best to become right handed. My mum was furious when I told her about it years later.
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Beautiful photos.
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Thank you so much 😀
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Beautiful examples Su. Especially liked the shells
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Thanks so much Tina 😀
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