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Proof of the Wild – Challenge #002

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Hanni

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Ördi, a chocolate Labrador with a red collar, sniffing a pile of sticks and dead leaves under backlit autumn trees

“Bring back proof of the wild. Mushrooms count. Puddles count. Do not photograph anything you meant to photograph.”

– Sir Reginald Pocket-Lint, wildlife narrator

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So, this was a flip-the-coin-for-directions and shoot-a-picture-every-6-minutes challenge, which I did during a dog walk. We walked along the flips with a lot of right and left variation, which was really nice to change up our regular round a bit – Ördi also used his one veto (over the bridge or not?) – but eventually we ended up on a path along the fields and it took forever to get back home again. Which was fine, as the weather was just right for this kind of excursion.

However, the tricky part was the 6-minute timer. Sometimes I thought “Uh! I could take a photo of that!” even though the timer hadn’t gone off yet. Somehow I suddenly found a lot of good motifs everywhere, and then had to scramble to find equally good ones when it was actually time to shoot. But I managed and I’m happy to share my results with Sir Reginald.

Low view of yellow and brown fallen leaves piled against a granite curb, with a young sapling holding a few yellow leaves
Leaf chaos with the future’s tree
Weathered tree stump seen from above, its cracks and holes forming a smiling face, surrounded by fallen leaves
The smiling bear
Ördi, a chocolate Labrador with a red collar, sniffing a pile of sticks and dead leaves under backlit autumn trees
An enchanted stick pile, in the process of being endangered by Ördi
Close-up of dried, hairy burr seed heads on thin stems above green and yellow leaves
Why are you always sticking to me?
Rusty metal pipe clamped to a weathered wooden post with yellow lichen, against a blue sky
A pipe on a pole. Maybe a fast lane for small insects?
Tree trunk wrapped in a tangle of dry, pale vines and dead bindweed, with green leaves in front and a field behind
The beginning of a witch’s burrow … should we move?

Since we ended up going for a much longer walk than originally intended, we were more than happy to come home and take a nap afterwards.

Did you go on an expedition too? Leave a link in the comments, Sir Reginald would love to see it.

Cheers,
Hanni

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