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On Monday morning we awoke to a nice little blanket of snow. I love the snow days here in the Foothills as it really brightens those gray winter days. Kenzie the pup loves the snow as well. It's a joy to watch her bound through the drifts like a banshee gone wild. I may not be feeling quite the same way tomorrow as tonight the forecast calls for over a foot of snow with high winds. Time to batten down the hatches.
Nevada City CA
Awoke to find Snow Deep and Crisp.......The Child in me Shouted
Hooray ! ...but the Old man said Boohoo !
( The ray of sunshine is Flickr for me is now up and running)
the day after christmas, i awoke to frost-covered grass. the sun was hidden behind clouds, but gradually the horizon filled with orange. it was a practice in patience; a practice in just being. as i view this image now, i see blades of grass in community. we’re individuals and we’re interconnected; we need inner-strength and we need others' support. in life, there’s cold and warm, hope and heartbreak, love and sadness. and we’re in this mysterious, complicated, beautiful ride together.
happy new year, friends!
as soon as i awoke, i walked to the park. sunrise light and frost-covered ground. sparkles and crispness. soon, this grass (this leaf) will be covered in snow, but not yet. i’m grateful for the textured, emotive, and simple beauty of nature. i’m grateful for cold, quiet, light-filled mornings in the park.
ps: life has been full and abundant. hence my absence from flickr. thanks, paul, for your gentle inquiry. it brought me back here with a happy heart.
An Eastern Tiger Swallowtail butterfly finding a way to minimize injuries as it feeds on an prickly invasive Teasel floret.
03 April 2016: Thinking Spring.
After a brief period of warming weather, I awoke to find my lawn snow covered. Plus, it was cloudy with a strong west wind and 20F temps; a common occurrence for early Spring around here. Still Brrrr... which is pushing me to revisit my archive of unpublished images. In a couple of days and when the warmer weather returns, I'll be more timely. Until then...
“What if you slept
And what if
In your sleep
You dreamed
And what if
In your dream
You went to heaven
And there plucked a strange and beautiful flower
And what if
When you awoke
You had that flower in you hand
Ah, what then?”
― Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Well, if you wake up and have a thistle in your hand, then you have an ouch, but you are not sick ;-)
Happy Thursday ya all!
I awoke this morning, dreamed of getting this photo, hoped the Nashville's had migrated, went to the place in Steigerwald Lake NWR where I first see them, and sure enough, my dream came true.
Member of Nature’s Spirit
Good Stewards of Nature
We awoke at 4:45 AM in our hotel, drove to the Canyon View Overlook trailhead and hiked approximately a mile in the darkness, on sometimes wet, sometimes icy slickrock and sand to reach the overlook. We had such great hopes that the clear skies from the previous evening would carry forward at least into the morning, but the clouds had moved in overnight, yielding an uneven sunrise, at best. Between first light and the 2-minute period when the sun peaked above the horizon and below the cloud layer to illuminate the Towers of the Virgin - the geographic highlight of the overlook, I looked for other interesting scenes.
Back along the trail that lead us to the overlook point, I could see the murky sky catching fire as the sun worked desperately to break through the clouds, the red rock of the Colorado Plateau contrasting with the deep greens of the juniper and pinion pines, the image is brooding...not unlike a photographer who woke his wife well before sunrise on New Year’s Day to hike in temperatures hovering around freezing, in an attempt to capture greatness only to find ok.
A little more than two months later, I would be happy to have this opportunity. The uncertainty of world events, a wife deployed to viral hotspots, and a stay-at-home order have made me appreciate the somewhat less exhilarating moments of our travels as great opportunities to enjoy the wonderment of the world in which we live.
Yesterday, I awoke to a smattering of snow, so I packed my backpack and set off for the hills to have a look ....
Awoke to a thick blanket of fog recently. Nothing seems to stir me from slumber as abruptly as the sight of fog outside my bedroom window. No matter how groggy, I'm instantly motivated to head out with the camera. I love the way the familiar landscape is transformed into something that feels mystical. Everything is still there, but the way in which I process it is completely different. Color desaturates. Sound is muffled. The landscape seems to shrink down into the few feet of clarity right before me. Everything beyond that drifts off into obscurity. In these moments I always head out on foot. Car travel greatly diminishes these effects. Like most things weather-related, maximum impact is achieved only by immersing myself into nature. I love the oneness being outside, better able to appreciate every nuance. On this morning I found the fog incredibly thick. In fact there was so much moisture suspended in the air that I felt as if I was walking in a light drizzle. Photographically speaking, a little fog goes a very long way. Oftentimes fog seems elusive, visible only in the distance. But the you walk in that direction, the fog seemingly dissolves and forms back where you were first standing. Not the morning. The fog was all around me, over me, felt as if it was passing through me. The sound deadening effect was pronounced. I could not hear traffic on a nearby road, or any birds for that matter. The only sound was my footsteps. I walked amid old graves at the village cemetery. This was more of a life experience than a photo session. I raised the camera just a few times, more of habit than desire. This morning just being here was enough.
"A Taste Of Honey" (The Beatles)
A taste of honey
Tasting much sweeter than wine
I dream of your first kiss
And then I feel upon my lips again
A taste of honey
Tasting much sweeter than wine
I will return, yes I will return
I'll come back for the honey and you
Yours was the kiss that awoke my heart
There lingers still, though we're far apart
That taste of honey
Tasting much sweeter than wine
Oh I will return, yes I will return
I'll come back (He'll come back)
for the honey (For the honey)
and you
I love rainy days, even when Doc and I are traveling. On this particular day we were approaching Worthington Glacier along the Richardson Highway, as we headed south to Valdez. The benefits of a rainy day in Alaska are: cool temperatures - no bugs - and getting cozy in the camper with a cup of coffee and a yummy bear claw.
This morning we awoke to a rainy day, and plan on going out and enjoying it.
Happy hump day!
Armeria maritima, the thrift, sea thrift or sea pink, is a species of flowering plant in the family Plumbaginaceae. It is a compact evergreen perennial which grows in low clumps and sends up long stems that support globes of bright pink flowers. In some cases purple, white or red flowers also occur. Isn't nature wonderful.
I awoke to birdsong and bright sunshine this morning and wasn't in the mood for another Bodmin Jail photograph (being dark and gloomy) but there will be more to follow for anyone who is interested.
Oh Starry Night..
Last year in early spring i awoke in the middle of the night unable to get back to sleep i looked out the front window and noticed how may stars were out. so i grabbed my camera and took a few shots.
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Awoke pre-dawn this morning and wandered out into the darkness to observe the lunar eclipse. The moon appeared a sinister shade of red; blood red is how I viewed it. Astronomically, eclipses portend beginnings and endings. Change in the broadest sense, and not always the good kind. I view them as transitions from one phase to another, sometimes with lasting consequences. Once the transit has been completed, there may be no way back to the previous realm. Eclipses exert the most influence over the lands from which they are visible. It concerns me that this eclipse coincides exactly with election day in the United States. Could be my distorted view, but it's an ominous sensation.
I awoke in my daughter and her family’s home this morning. I am so blessed to isolate with them and their children.
Ontario issued a stricter Stay-at-Home order but as someone who lives alone, I am permitted to isolate with one other household
Saturday morning I awoke very early and was out at first sign of light. The frost lay thick and white on the ground, there was a chill in the air, a crispness that let me know winter was on its way.
i sat down at the edge of the railway crossing where the road meets the tracks and waited for the sunrise to crest the horizon. suddenly it burst across the landscape emitting a million shards of golden light,. the whole scene was magical and sparkled in the early morning light. a fresh frost overnight had settled on the ground and the vegetation adding to this truly wonderful image.
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Here's a scan of an old print from long ago. I don't have access to my old hand written notebooks so I don't know when this was taken but I certainly know where. This is a Conrail local out of Middleboro working the small former New Haven (originally Old Colony) yard near Battleship Cove in Fall River. They are kicking up a little dust after spotting up a pair of mechanical reefers at the State Pier and crossing Water Street.
I don't know what year this was taken but it was before the Conrail split in June 1999. My guess is spring of 99 because the influence of soon to be owner CSXT is apparent. New England was long a bastion for GE products with Conrail assigning B23-7s almost exclusively to their myriad local assignments. But then seemingly overnight they just vanished and we awoke to a world of just geeps....one we still inhabit to this day. It is also clear that the unit behind this 1979 built GP38-2 is a CSXT unit dressed in YN2 paint as given away by the yellow handrails and different shade of blue. Beyond that I know little else about this shot other than that I like it.
Fall River, Massachusetts
~May 1999
One September morning I awoke early whilst staying in North Devon and just had time to walk out on to the cliffs as the sun was rising, sheep were grazing peacefully in the field and the automated radar station made an interesting focal point on the horizon.
Bob took us for a walk by the Lac Sainte Suzanne this morning, a large lake/reservoir used by fisherman next to our nearest village, Carcès, about 7km away. It's a lovely quiet place and this morning was particularly beautiful as it was 3c when we awoke and 7c when we were walking but as the sun rose, the temperature nudged up to a warm(ish) 16c by the time we returned home for lunch
Yesterday morning I awoke to no birds at the feeders. A quick scan of the yard found the reason on the back fence. Shooting from the garage through a door opened a crack, a clear shot with a decent background was obtained.
love experimenting with these old negatives when I can find them, although we're 'awoke' now I'm sure...at one time 'boys will be boys' !
We awoke to a nice new blanket of snow this morning. I think that we are going to have a very short summer this year. We usually see the trees bud out by mid-May - but it looks pretty iffy this year. By mid - August we are reaching for a light jacket to ward off the early morning and evening chill. Its going to be a real challenge for northern gardeners this year.
We awoke at midnight to quite the dramatic scene of a medical evacuation for a sick passenger. Everything went well and after an hour we were once again on our way to Athens for a delayed arrival this morning.
Please note the coast guard boat reflection in our glass balcony railing
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On Thin Ice.....
Sunday morning we awoke to a thick heavy blanket of white dense fog. it rolled in overnight and got thicker with each passing hour.
Later that afternoon the fog was still very thick, so Karen and I headed up to Heart Lake Conservation area and hiked into the lake to take some more shots.
This shot was taken at the lake, it seems as though some prankster had pushed a picnic table out onto the ice. it became the focal point of these two images. the table kept getting lost in the rolling fog. i had to wait for it to clear to get these shots.
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Maroon Bells and Maroon Lake
Pitkin County
Colorado
From the 2021 archives.
When we awoke on the morning we were scheduled to go to Maroon Lake, the rain was pouring down, and we decided there was no point to taking the bus up to Maroon Lake. But by noon, the rain stopped and the clouds parted. We were able to use our bus tickets to reach our destination. It felt like snatching victory from the jaws of defeat when we saw this beautiful scene.
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© Melissa Post 2023
I found this swan resting behind the old gristmill at Connetquot RIver State Park Preserve. As soon as I put the camera bag down on the ground the swan awoke and started to move....... Coolpix to the rescue!
I Dreamt We Spoke Again - Death Cab for Cutie
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I dreamt we spoke
I dreamt we spoke again
It had been so long
It had been so long
My mind filled in the blanks
I dreamt we spoke,
I dreamt we spoke again
It had been so long
It had been so long
Your voice was like a ghost
In my head
In my head
Only in, yes, only in a dream
Is anything, is anything the way it used to be?
I dreamt we spoke
I dreamt we spoke again
But when I awoke, when I awoke
I could not remember
anything you said
Saturday Self Challenge: Reflections
Having moved from the inland to the coast during the week gave an opportunity for a new look at reflections. Although I had previously prepared a reflection of cliffs along a creek, I awoke to a glorious morning on the beach. Feeling newly inspired, I ventured out with a mirror and camera and played around with some sea-side reflections and had fun experimenting with some reflections.
While I awoke this morning with a heavy heart and a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, 1000s of Victorian hunters awoke with excitement in the early hours of the morning to set out for the beginning of the 2018 Duck Hunting season.
Last year on the opening weekend at least 260 protected birds were killed at one State Game Reserve alone and more than a thousand ducks were left uncollected after being shot.
An estimated 26,000 shooters took part in 2017 season opening.
There is no way I can bend my mind around viewing duck hunting as a "Perfectly recognisable' sport".
With so many water bird numbers dangerously low, it is hard to believe we still allow such a barbaric practice to continue.
On the morning of our third day, we awoke in Glacier Bay National Park and the first of four glaciers we would visit that day. The glacier on the right is called 'Johns Hopkins' and was named by an early geologist in honor of his alma mater. Entering from the left is the 'Gilman' glacier which over the years has joined (and then separated from) it's larger neighbor. Johns Hopkins is about a mile across and 250 feet tall at the waterline.
SE Alaska
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Yesterday morning, Brussels awoke to a sea of clouds low enough to reveal tall buildings.
A sea of clouds is an overcast layer of low clouds, usually caused by a temperature inversion.
The two buildings are: on the left, the UpSite Tower, completed in 2014, which has become the tallest residential building in Belgium, surpassing the Brusilia Residence; and on the right, the Koekelberg Basilica, built between 1905 and 1969.
Photo taken from my office on the top floor of the Brusilia Residence in Schaerbeek (Brussels).
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First time I've seen this comet - awoke at 1.30am, took a stroll to my nearest dark site, rewarded by these excellent flowing clouds, noctilucent clouds and the comet glowing warm against them. Awesome - the NLCs turned into the best display I've seen in a decade and the comet is the first I've seen since the 90s.
When I awoke we were entering an ocean / Sun low on water / Warm as a throat / Golden as a trumpet / We wept / Then soared in a spiritual / Never have I been so happy (Eva Klesse Quartett, poem by Lawson Fusao Inada)
© Eva Klesse Quartett, Berlin, 2023, Florian Fritsch
Just a small part of the 2-3 thousand Sandhill Cranes who awoke yesterday on the center ice of Richart Lake, Muscatatuck NWR.
Daybreak yesterday was a very special time for me as my somewhat foolish behavior paid off. It was a balmy two degrees with frozen fog hanging motionless in the air. It was so cold that the day before the refuge was closed due to the front gate being frozen shut as the streets were covered with frozen ruts of ice that rattled your teeth at any speed. Everyone but this kid was smart enough to stay away, granting me the one-on-one time with nature that I so desire.
Richart lake has been frozen and snow covered for some time now. However, the otters, geese, swans and ducks have been able to keep the center of the lake from freezing until recently. This activity created a mirror effect yesterday at sunrise as the non-snow-covered center ice bounced the rays of sunrise back up into the frozen fog, creating the color captured in this shot.