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Early morning walk with my Nikon F3HP & a fresh rol of Kodak TriX400 on Thanksgiving morning after heavy snow all night. 2019
My goal in life is to be one of those people who are just light. You see them and you suddenly feel so warm inside and all you want to do is hug them. And they look at you and smile with the warmest light in their eyes…. and you love them.
Maybe not in a romantic way but you just want to be close to them and you hope some of their light transfers onto you. 🌿
With weightless heart we now soar because fear cannot hold us back. #sweeterpoetry
|| Sometimes I go #chasinglight, and sometimes I walk in the door and it's waiting for me ||
I have been chasing the light all week and I am bushed! I took a lot of photos during our storms the other day, which included tornado warnings all day. Luckily we didn't have much more than a lot rain.
I ordered a set of EI Wires in 6 colors. They come with a battery pack and have 3 modes (steady, blinking, and strobe). The wires are bendy but do not have a memory and are hard to rangle!
This image has two wires and I set the purple one to blink in this shot. I used another one of my Mom's glass paperweights. This one is clear. I adjusted the clarity and blacks and removed some spots.
You can see some other chasing light images on my flickr page: www.flickr.com/photos/needlepointernc/
You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way."
Jonathan Livingston Seagull
1 March 2014: Another good show on the first of the month. This has been going on for 3 months in a row!
"Humans have been crossing deserts by camel for millennia, sailing seas for a thousand years, climbing mountains for a hundred—the sky is the last great terra incognita for adventurers.." #✈️
—Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (Wind, Sand and Stars)
12/12/09 – Day 345 of 365
It looked promising for a sunrise so I grabbed the camera and headed down to the Fox River. The air was frigid, but exhilarating and indeed, the sunrise was spectacular!
I haven't posted in Flickr in awhile and I just wanted to share a particular image I was happy with. I'm trying to explore different facets of my photography and wanted to convey the loneliness and apathy with the direction that my life is heading.
Late afternoon landing at #Istanbul airport #flying #chasinglight #travel #eavig
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Early morning walk with my Nikon F3HP & a fresh roll of Kodak TriX400 on Thanksgiving morning after heavy snow all night. 2019
19 December 2013: Clearest skies we've had for weeks (such bad weather!) and a decently long display of the lights viewed from Grotfjord.
“Standing on the snow-covered plain, as if in a pasture amid the hills, I cut my way first through a foot of snow, and then a foot of ice, and open a window under my feet, where, kneeling to drink, I look down into the quiet parlour of the fishes, pervaded by a softened light as through a window of ground glass, with its bright sanded floor the same as in summer; there a perennial waveless serenity reigns as in the amber twilight sky, corresponding to the cool and even temperament of the inhabitants.
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”
— Walden (1854) by Henry David Thoreau
(Chapter 16: The Pond in Winter)
Haruki Murakami's— "On Seeing the 100% Perfect Girl One Beautiful April Morning" #💕☔#🌿☁
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One beautiful April morning, in search of a cup of coffee to start the day, the boy was walking from west to east, while the girl, intending to send a special-delivery letter, was walking from east to west, but along the same narrow street in the Harajuku neighborhood of Tokyo. They passed each other in the very center of the street. The faintest gleam of their lost memories glimmered for the briefest moment in their hearts. Each felt a rumbling in their chest. And they knew:
She is the 100% perfect girl for me.
He is the 100% perfect boy for me.
But the glow of their memories was far too weak, and their thoughts no longer had the clarity of fouteen years earlier. Without a word, they passed each other, disappearing into the crowd. Forever.
A sad story, don’t you think?
Yes, that’s it, that is what I should have said to her. .
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Source: Gravitytrope | On Seeing the 100% Perfect Girl One Beautiful April Morning — Haruki Murakami
Ever since we moved here in Missouri, I always see this Red Old Barn on my way to work. I have been dying to have an intimate moment with it to capture its timeless beauty.
On my way home I know that the time, and light, is right to introduce it to the the world. Grabbed my gears, tucked my wives(camera+Ann) and kids... booommm... perfect...
“Learning became her.
She loved the smell of the book from the shelves, the type on the pages, the sense that the world was an infinite but knowable place.
Every fact she learned seemed to open another question, and for every question there was another book.”
— Robert Goolrick