One thing I will say about Wage, he is a fancy pants. He only drinks (what he thinks is) the finest sparkling water, eats imported food (imported from the grocery store), and wears a silken (aka cotton) apron. So it comes as no surprise that, while visiting the Chicago Botanic Garden, he should enjoy these fluffy plants so much. He thinks they're where feather boas come from, and, as much as I tried to explain otherwise, he could not be persuaded. Fancy McWagepants, indeed.
This one was taken, as I said, at the Chicago Botanic Garden, nestled between the feathery seedpods of a prairie plant I can't remember.
Cleanup in Photoshop was about as simple as it gets. Throw a gaussian blur over the whole thing for the soft edges, tweak the saturation a little bit, then flatten and Save As.
Sorry for the light update today, but I feel terrible, it's too early, and I'm going back to bed.
Fancy McEXIFpants, indeed:
|Camera:||Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi|
|Exposure:||0.005 sec (1/200)|
|Focal Length:||55 mm|
|Exposure Bias:||0/3 EV|
|Flash:||Flash did not fire|
|Software:||Adobe Photoshop CS3 Windows|
|Date and Time:||2008:11:17 14:06:54|
|Exposure Program:||Aperture priority|
|Date and Time (Original):||2008:11:02 14:51:07|
|Date and Time (Digitized):||2008:11:02 14:51:07|
|Focal Plane X-Resolution:||4433.295 dpi|
|Focal Plane Y-Resolution:||4453.608 dpi|
|Image Width:||3888 pixels|
|Image Height:||2592 pixels|