No Less Colourful

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Even in black and white, birds are showstoppers.

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week challenge: black and white.

9 thoughts on “No Less Colourful”

pvcann says:

February 22, 2019 at 10:08 am

They certainly grab my attention

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  February 22, 2019 at 10:28 am
  
  Thanks Paul.
  
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  1. pvcann says:
    
    February 22, 2019 at 6:23 pm
    
    My pleasure
    
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sgeoil says:

February 22, 2019 at 9:45 am

Black and white does not diminish the beauty at all. The feathery textures in these are wonderful!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  February 22, 2019 at 9:50 am
  
  I love the eyes.
  
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  1. sgeoil says:
    
    February 22, 2019 at 9:56 am
    
    They are lovely, the last one is like a shiny black button.
    
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  2. V.J. Knutson says:
    
    February 22, 2019 at 10:00 am
    
    Yes, it is!
    
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Rupali says:

February 22, 2019 at 9:14 am

Birds are showstoppers! Lovely gallery.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  February 22, 2019 at 9:18 am
  
  Thank you.
  
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