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We're still on a weather roller coaster here in the deep south, with temps fluctuating from the 80's to the 20's on a weekly basis.
Stay warm!!
All Saints' Church is in the Wiltshire village of West Lavington (population 1,500; 5 miles/8 km south of Devizes). The earliest parts of the building date to the 12th Century, with the nave likely forming the original structure. Evidence suggests a Saxon church may have existed on the site earlier, though little remains to confirm this beyond reused stones in the south porch doorway. In the late 13th and early 14th Centuries, the church was expanded with the addition of a north aisle, south aisle, and north transept. The chancel also dates to this period, built in greensand rubble and squared stone, with limestone ashlar added later.
The west tower was constructed in the 13th Century and raised to its current height in the 14th Century.
In 1847, the famous diocesan architect for the Diocese of Salisbury, TH Wyatt, reworked the church, updating elements like the east end’s triple lancets while preserving its medieval core.
The materials used in construction—greensand, limestone, and slate roofing—reflect local resources and practical construction choices. All Saints is a Grade I listed building.
The Selfosskirkja, the parish church of the Lutheran national church, the Church of Iceland, in the town Selfoss. It was built between 1952-6.
Selfoss had been a tiny hamlet within the parish of Laugardælir, whose church is on an isolated rural site about 2½ km/1½ miles from the town centre, but the rapid growth of Selfoss’ population after the construction of the bridge over the Ölfusá meant townspeople of the burgeoning settlement thought this was too long a trip and wanted a church of their own. A plot of land for the church was obtained in 1942 and the cemetery was consecrated on January 2, 1945. The first shovel was dug on 7 June 1952. The church was consecrated on Palm Sunday, 25 March 1956. The architect was Bjarni Pálsson.
Ironically, Laugardælir, which regained a church in the 1960s, is now one of three rural parishes now grouped with the now much larger urban parish of Selfoss.
Selfoss (pop. 10,000) is a rapidly growing hub in South Iceland about an hour’s drive east of Reykjkavík on the Ring Road. The current bridge over the Ölfusá was built in 1945, to replace an 1891 original, which was a major milestone in Icelandic infrastructure when completed, but which later collapsed. Indeed, Selfoss, although originally settled sometime after 1000, really grew because of the bridge, which made the town a logical centre for services for the surrounding agricultural region. It is now one of the fastest growing towns in Iceland: its population was only 4,500 in the year 2000.
When I went into the tourist office in town, I asked the lady what there was do there (I was staying on a farm about 8 km away). She replied, “Oh, not much… just the nature.” And that there was, aplenty.
This description incorporates translated text from the Icelandic Wikipedia.
The shadows of bare trees weave intricate lace upon the earth, their slender branches etching delicate, transient patterns that dance with the sun’s arc. Stark and elegant, they contrast the muted ground, transforming simplicity into a canvas of fleeting artistry. Each shadow stretches like a whispered secret, revealing the hidden symmetry of nature’s skeletal beauty. In their quiet impermanence, they mirror the silent poetry of seasons—bare yet brimming with grace.
First light illuminates the Linn Cove Viaduct as an early morning commuter passes along the Blue Ridge Parkway. Table Rock Mountain in the distance is obscured by smoke from a wildfire.
I'll be taking a hiatus from Flickr for awhile. I have a lot going on right now, and am having trouble finding time for photography and for commenting on all of your great pictures. I'll be back when I can.
Butte County, CA
The sea is calm, at last. Took the opportunity and went for a walk. Isle of Arran looked lovely with the clear fresh air.
Although I would feel uncomfortable leaving home without my 'phone, there is still something quite depressing about having to step out of the way of all the 'phone zombies who wander unseeing through the streets of the nicest city on the planet. At least when peering through a camera you still get to see the world...hohum.
Marg and I spent Sunday night in San Francisco. During the early evening I took a walk out to see if spring might be showing its face in the big city. My findings were dismal yet predictable in this year of the endless winter. The trees along Sacramento Street were still enjoying their winter sleep. Still it made for an interesting picture--so not all was lost me thinks.
I'm sitting here this evening listening to the rain patter on my roof wondering if this will be the year where spring forgets us in Northern California.
San Francisco CA
Created for the GOLDEN STAR CHALLENGE - DIGITAL PAINTED FORESTS - JANUARY 2016 in the Challenges Community Group.
Best viewed on zoom or large version.
Moon used with permission of Andrew Hamilton. The textures used - Snow3, LightGreyBokeh2, SilverGauze, CrackedTarmac, PeelingConcrete1, and FrostyGradient - are my own.
Winter moonlight shines on a lonely stretch of highway in the Blue Ridge Mountains. ...one of the the places I go when I should be in bed asleep.
Before I offer some prairie winter pics, here's a last look at Vancouver Island. This one sat in my file for ten years before I took another peek at it, and liked it. While the rest of the country deals with blizzards, black ice, and cold snaps, our west coast is famous for raining all winter (although that is not a fair description, as they can also get their share of snow and black ice - I know this, having lived there for more than 35 years). The rain never bothered me. I was a happy rain dog.
Even on dreary days, I could find colour in the forest, and photograph it, and I never once came close to drowning. And then spring would come early. A very different lifestyle from my current location, on the Canadian prairie. On the coast, I could get by without a winter parka, but a rain gear was mandatory; on the prairie, the reverse is true.
I've always loved the Bigleaf Maples at this location, and the mid-to-late November run of chum salmon, with its attendant gathering of gulls and eagles (and the occasional dipper, heron, or black bear). Fungi in the fall; flowers in spring. And always green.
Photographed in Goldstream Provincial Park, near Victoria, Vancouver Island, BC (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission © 2009 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
Another travel day; wouldn't you know, we visit Florida and they have a day of record rain... Caught a shot of this lone bird on a barren tree. Played around with some layers and textures. Black is a color, so it's a spot of color, too.
Its still Winter on Stapleford Hill in Nottinghamshire, the early morning sun casts long shadows on the red earth.
Rising water from underground percolates through buried limestone dissolving calcium carbonate which are deposited in the surface. These deposits form travertine terraces, the chalky white mineral. The colors are from thermophiles, heat loving organisms.
Yellowstone National Park.
Without the Cloud, No Rain Comes Down ♪—G. Poulopoulos
Sheets of rain come pouring down hard far away, on Elassōna and the nearby villages to the west of Mt. Olympus, Greece. It is the last day of November 2019, after all. Most trees are bare, as their leaves have already fallen off in advanced autumn.
The scenery is so Greek indeed, that it qualifies for a Greek title of this shot:
Χωρίς Το Σύννεφο Βροχή Δεν Κατεβαίνει ( Without the Cloud, No Rain Comes Down )
Giannis Poulopoulos’s performance of the “Na’ha ti dynami” song is thought as unsurpassed (Greek for: “If Only I Were Strong Enough To…”) and there is a link for listening to it in comments. Here come the opening lyrics of it:
“Without the cloud, no rain comes down,
neither does the tear without sorrow.
Without the wind, the trees don't bend,
the bitterness doesn't end without a comeback…”
The mountains Kamvounia and Chasia are seen farthest away (counties of Larissa and Trikala, Greece).
Yet another image of bare trees on Baboosic Brook, Merrimack NH.
Shot with Rolleiflex 3.5T medium format TLR on Ilford Delta 100 film. Developed in Caffenol-C-L (semi-stand). Negative scanned on Epson V600 scanner. Post-processing in Photoshop.
Long exposure of two fishermen fishing at the shore of a small island in lake Toya, the nearly circular volcanic caldera lake in Hokkaido, Japan.
Please don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without my explicit permission. © All rights reserved
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