by illusions, leading to
but all in the best possible taste …
further ado, let’s into it~!
—and here’s your shot. Of the sky as seen in Queens Park last week. So?
Weirdies in the sky, no? Doesn’t that excite you at all? Don’t you get all twitchy, and stuff? But—
—there’s a wee bit more to it. (The clue is in the words up at the top there, those unfulfilled references to the conjuror’s art.)
BUT DO NOT FRET
yet. Before we get too bewildered, here’s the answer—
—and now you can identify those weirdies in the sky. Please note that both of those shots were from the same place, hand-held but at the same target at the same angle … all I did was rotate the polarising filter by one tiny little millibit (okay, about a quarter circle but why be pedantic?).
Of course it’s all done by mirrors (or in this case, by reflections in an otherwise pristine (yuk) duck-pond). Goes to show us how effective polarising filters are at cutting out glare—I also keep mine permanently mounted except for just sometimes. And while we’re staying connected, here’s a wee snap of a church connecting to a sky, in Invercargill. The church, that is … the sky is over Invercargill, and not really connected. Oh Gods, it’s complicated sometimes trying to be pedantically accurate with facts and suppositions.
(Oooops~ nearly forgot this bit: Challenge) … don’t wanna get growled at.)