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Photo taken at “Shouwa kinen park ” Tokyo Japan !!

46:52 Get Low – Time to look at the world from a different angle. Get down to the level of a squirrel or a bug and see what you see down there.

 

Fallen autumn leaves in a puddle on our driveway.

 

♢ ᴍᴠ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ - ꜰᴇɴʀɪʀ

 

ᴍᴀɪɴꜱᴛᴏʀᴇ

  

♢ ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛʏ ᴘᴏꜱᴇꜱ - ᴘᴀɴᴅᴀ ᴘᴏᴏʟʀɪɴɢ (ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ꜱɪɴɢʟᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇꜱ ᴘᴏꜱᴇꜱ)

 

ᴀᴠᴀɪʟᴀʙʟᴇ @ ʜᴀʀᴀᴊᴜᴋᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

 

ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛʏ ᴘᴏꜱᴇꜱ ᴍᴀɪɴꜱᴛᴏʀᴇ

  

🎼♫♪

Adrift_Jack Johnson

 

Your voice is adrift I can't expect it to sing to me

As if I was the only one

I'll follow you, a leaf that's followin' the sun

 

Songwriters: Jack Hody Johnson

 

Picture taken @ Elysion

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My old canoe at sunset on Puget Sound.

Water is to me, I confess, a phenomenon which continually awakens new feelings of wonder as often as I view it.

 

-― Michael Faraday

  

Kodak Ektar 100 f/22 2s. Rescan of old negative in preparation for printmaking

Burnie Beach, northwest Tasmania.

Samyang mirror reflex lens at F6.3.

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looking from here, all those tiny dots packed in their thoughts worn like stone coats, really look as something trifling. And then I see also me down there. But thinking from here, all that yesterday I worried about sounds like something not to be worried about at all

 

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There are no words that can tell the hidden spirit of the wilderness -- that can reveal its mystery, its melancholy and its charm.

 

-- Theodore Roosevelt

Group of leaves floating done stream.

Challenge on Flickr: Movement/Sidelit

Probably about 4 separate images in this one, but me being me wants to lump it into one giant (too wide) pano 😁 I did take them separately but I like this one!

(@ The Keys - Shot over 2.5 years ago, artwork / finishing completed today.)

 

Every night and every morn

Some to misery are born,

Every morn and every night

Some are born to sweet delight.

 

Some are born to sweet delight,

Some are born to endless night.

-William Blake, Auguries of Innocence

 

“How did it get so late so soon?”

-Dr. Seuss

  

Oregon Coast, 2014

 

Adrift

On an ocean of personal thoughts

Specks of fire

So dense

I can run my hands through -

The whole Milky Way

Streaming from my elbows

Running down my chin.

 

One thin thread, I

 

Between heaven and hell.

  

JudeSDrumZ

 

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ᴠɪsɪᴛ ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏɢ ғᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟs

 

Sponsored by Beras, Kenny Rolands, MIDNA & Ordem da Rosa.

So this is the original size of my MM submission. I put the ice cube on aluminum foil because I knew it would melt a bit and suddenly it looked like an ocean at sunset with an thing adrift that is an iceberg with a screw jutting out. The little squares which used to be glitter I can explain even less

Lone boat on Jordan Lake, North Carolina, USA

Best Photo 2020. Taken in the family pool during grand children’s visit.

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