mercredi 27 mai 2009

Truc un peu en retard

Le Kal fil en poussière a pris du retard. Voici donc mes photos de Mai. Photos de téléphone, pas retouchées parce que privée de PC et que Gimp est vraiment trop lourd pour le Netbook.

Pour le coup, sombre comme c'est, c'est vraiment la nouvelle Lune :

Le bocal se remplit et des strates de couleur commencent à se former :


Finalement je me demande quelles sont les pires, des photos que je prend au téléphone ou de celles à l'APN. Au moins celles du portable ne sont pas floues. Moi qui dis toujours que l'appareil photo a dû prendre un coup et ne fait plus que dans le flou et qui ne récolte toujours que des "mouais, c'est ça" en réponse, j'en ai enfin la preuve : je suis capable de prendre une image nette, munie du matériel approprié. Je sais donc ce que je veux pour mon anniversaire : un nouvel APN :)

3 commentaires:

petitesuzie a dit…

c'est marrant, les strates de laines!
biz

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