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Ez and I headed down the the Botanical Gardens the other day to re-enact that scene from The Sound of Music where Julie Andrews runs down the hill spinning before gunning down the Waffen-SS squad sent to ship her off to Sobidor sing a merry tune.

Thus I have two images for the price of one. Above, I've gone for the full CinemaScope vibe, with a fair bit of post-production work. Below is the more straightforward shot. The question I ask is, which do you like?

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Roddy said…
Is this a trick question? Number two of course. I get closer to my grandson, thank you.
Thank you also for today. These children of yours are fantastic.
4 January 2010 at 20:06
Sue said…
Le naturel l'un...bien sûr.

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens,
Ezra and Henry doing different things,
These are a few of my favorite things.....
*sung in a bright, slightly operatic trill*
4 January 2010 at 21:14
yamini said…
I like the first one purely for cinematic reasons and the second one for personal reasons (as Roddy puts it), we feel closer to Ez in the second shot.
4 January 2010 at 22:49
Ténèbres à la lumière... said…
Hi! Kris,
Kris said,"Ez and I headed down the the Botanical Gardens the other day to re-enact that scene from The Sound of Music where Julie Andrews runs down the hill spinning before gunning down the Waffen-SS squad sent to ship her off to Sobidor sing a merry tune."


What do I have to do cut and paste the letters LOL (and the exclamation points) and constantly post them on your blog?)...LOL!!!!

By the way, I have to agree with your father and Yamini, when it comes to the photographs.
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D
5 January 2010 at 07:05
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, good work there.
9 January 2010 at 08:46
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, he needs an I-Max.
9 January 2010 at 08:47
Kris McCracken said…
DeeDee, cut and paste never did no harm.
9 January 2010 at 08:47
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