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Published: Aug 19, 2011

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Description

A light blue owl named Looey.
He's made from dark blue, light blue, black, white, and gold felt.
Design by me.

Image size

1944x2592px 2.3 MB

Make

FUJIFILM

Model

FinePix F72EXR

Shutter Speed

1/16 second

Aperture

F/3.3

Focal Length

5 mm

ISO Speed

800

Date Taken

Aug 19, 2011, 11:21:49 AM

Sensor Size

3mm

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