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Dew on grass. It's a small world.
Even though there was no discernable wind there was enough air movement to make it almost impossible to even contemplate any sort of focus stack.
It is never too young for little ones to think about the sacrifices made by our forefathers. This little one understood what it was all about.
Earlier this month I was distressed by the behaviour of the president of our local university students' body, who didn't like a mural put on display especially for the 100 years remembrance of World War One. It depicts a line of students receiving degrees, one of which is an unknown soldier who couldn't collect his degree because he died in the war.
This young woman objected to the fact that a) they were all men, and b) they were all white.
She has since apologised but one wonders what exactly we are teaching our children in schools if this is their line of thought, wanting to change or eradicate any history which doesn't fit with their view of the world. History is history, you may hope to never repeat some of it but you cannot change what went before, and you should never interfere with people's grief nor disrespect the dead.
Explore Jun 12/09....Red-breasted Sapsucker. View Large On Black These birds drill holes in trees and eat the sap as well as insects attracted to it. They sometimes catch insects in flight; they also eat seeds and berries. IMG_0155
...or just waiting.
Please.....View On Black
I caught this shot of our dog Bella today while she was lounging in the park.
WIT: Simply adjusted my position to get Bella framed by the arm of the bench. I adjusted the contrast a bit and added a slight vignette.
A long exposure shot from Göteborgsudden, Karlstad, Sweden. I kind a liked how the bench aligned with the patterns in the sky giving the composition some very strong leading lines. A nice place to just sit down and watch the world go by...
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I wake each morning smelling slightly of dog.
and then I look at the day forward and decide what I might do.
friday, after breakfast out, we run our errands, and then arrive home to dogs who act like we might never return, leaving them to eat dirt and drink out of the toilets.
out to the field.
after some piddling in the garden, and after lunch, I come upstairs to my room to read. and I see three sleeping dogs in the sun after running themselves silly outside.
they rest peacefully at the end of this year, waiting for the beginning of the next.
living.
I contemplate my reality, and it is good.
now it's time for me to get back to work.
happy new year to all of you. may we all have a most wonderful 2018.
~~susan
A bride in a contemplative pose in front of a huge 10 foot window. The natural light from the window was the only illumination. The back of her dress is highlighted from light reflecting off a white wall behind her. Hers was one of the most beautiful wedding dresses I've ever seen.
North Window, Arches National Park, Utah
An early morning park visitor contemplates the early dawn, standing within the North Window Arch.
Explored November 10, 2014
This squirrel seemed to be deep in thought when I passed by. I was able to photograph it without it seeming to notice me, and only when I started walking on did it wake up from its thoughts and hop in another direction. Woodland Cemetery, Stockholm, in June 2026.
Kaithleen's Colleen Dress at Uber
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Doux Hair - Blush
Maitreya Petite
One place you might hope to find solitude and the mental room for contemplation is at a museum or art gallery.....places that seem to demand a different kind of behavior than in a restaurant or a mall or other bustling public space. This woman stands quietly, speechless, as she studies a 1967 self-portrait by American artist Andy Warhol (1928-1987) at the Museum of Modern Art (SFMOMA) in San Francisco.
A visitor studies the surroundings of one of Britain's greatest industrial heritage sites - Quarry Bank Mill at Styal
This was taken from up on the stepps of the National Theatre on the south bank in London, I just love the link between the person and the bike connected by the railing and it's shadow!