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En el cielo se acercaban nubes negras, previas a la tormenta. Abajo, las aguas tranquilas, el silencio y la calma que precede a la tempestad.
Having unpredictable weather in Patagonia, especially with strong winds, we were lucky enough to have a really calm morning. Looking at blue water and mountain reflections, I felt getting into a dreamland.
I was enjoying the evening on lake Lago di Carezza in Italy. The clear lake was still, offering a perfect mirror. As the sun was setting the mountain top of the Latemar is ablaze with orange. It is moments like this when I feel totally calm and at one with nature.
Looking out from Priory Quay towards the confluence of the River Stour and the River Avon which flows out to the Atlantic Ocean via Christchurch Harbour in Dorset UK.
“I will be calm. I will be mistress of myself.”
― Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility
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This pre-sunrise photograph was taken from the Heritage Bridge of Lower Seletar Reservoir looking towards Orchid Country Club. It was calm with various captivating and illuminated clouds reflected in the mirror-like surface of the reservoir.
“Many a calm river begins as a turbulent waterfall, yet none hurtles and foams all the way to the sea.”
- Mikhail Lermontov
Blue sky mirrored in the Minnesota River off of MN Hwy 41, officially in Shakopee but closer to downtown Chaska. The spot where I'm standing is an abandoned part of MN Hwy 41.
This is the view from Dornoch Point on Loch Eck looking south towards Jubilee Point. .
This is my usual put-in point when I go kayaking on the loch.
Where does the sea end?
Where does the sky begin?
the boats are floating.
Or do they fly back?
the horizon was lost
in the mimetic game
of the sky and the waters.
The movement melted
in one color
blue, the still blue.
Colors melt;
movement is turned off.
A single color remains;
there is no windward.
Where does the sea end?
where does the sky begin?
by Jose Maria Hinojosa
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Um momento de ser apreciado. Tava la ela buscando as energias e trocando ideias com Yemaja.
A very peaceful moment where she was exchanging a word with the water.
Serenity..