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... of countless parts (but getting less every day :-)
Swedish Whitebeam / Schwedische Mehlbeere (Sorbus intermedia)
in our neighbours front yard
The Nahuel Huapi National Park shelters countless natural nooks that show the beauty of the mountain range landscape. Los Alerces Cascade is one of these spots and everything from the tour to the very waterfall is enjoyed by us.
Before crossing the bridge over the Manso River heading for Mount Tronador (3,554 m / 11,660 ft), the tour takes the road on the left, which follows a picturesque circuit up to los Alerces Cascade.
With the eyes fixed on the mount and its snow-capped summit, the rubble road crosses thick cypress and coihue forests, typical of the area, and causes amazement with beautiful panoramic sights appearing behind every bend and slope.
From the top, the blueish green of Lake Las Moscas and its solitary beaches surrounded by green mountains may be observed.
I could lie amongst these woolly creatures with their serene calm; their peaceful existence broken only by the musical bleats of their harmonic flock communication.
Captured at: Ladybower, Derbyshire UK
Captured on: November 2018
Created using: Topaz Labs, and Topaz Studio
Another of countless beach pictures, but different every time. Local people often ride bicycles and motorbikes on the beach. There is a strip that is quite hard so that the bikes do not sink into the sand. If you know a bit about how this strip runs, you can get around quite well on two-wheelers. Mawella Beach im Süden Sri Lankas.
When countless dark and cold winter days with no snow make one long for more light I still want to return to the amazing trip through Scotland a month ago.
This was one of scenic islands in a lake, the first of few places where our bus stopped for 15 minutes during the long day trip. Treat for the eyes and heart.
I still continue to dream about those gorgeous mountain sceneries, and almost always in such a dream I have my camera with me. But when I try to take photos with it, the camera button often gets stuck and does not want to work... So it is why I can't post any photos from my dreams here. :)
Countless times we heard the "tjip - tjrrrrrrrrrrrr!!" call of this gorgeous Kingfisher, running around hoping for a spotting... until finally, he sat still in plain view for a little photo shoot. :)
......
That seldom is to a mortal given,
A panorama of delight,
Unmatched beneath the dome of Heaven,
Look North, or South, or East, or West,
O’er countless lakes to azure sea,
From deepest lakes to mountain crest,
And wilt thou not with me attest,
That Connemara is most blessed,
With beauty and sublimity."
Gallagher
Found some information on internet about Mr. June:
""Maybe you may have seen this Dutch artist’s eye-catching murals at countless spots around the world, or in a fine art gallery near you. Mr. June (born David Louf) started out as a graffiti artist in 1985, becoming a breakdancer in the 1990s, then studying graphic design at the Royal School of Arts in Utrecht, in the Netherlands. Before even graduating, he started up as an art director at an Amsterdam advertising agency, but soon went out on his own, founding the Out of Order graphic design studio. He has traveled the world to paint murals, jetting from Berlin to Miami, New York to Denver, Ibiza to Stockholm, while also exhibiting at museums and galleries like the Gemeente Museum in the Hague.""
And on his own website some information about this work:
""ARNHEM ART MURAL Together with Dopie I painted this wall for 'Arnhemart' in Arnhem, the Netherlands.
This wall is located at the bridge where the battle of Arnhem at WW2 started with the beginning of the liberation of the Netherlands by the English troops.""
Also found more information about Dopie:
""Dopie (‘83) is a well-known artist who has been active in the Dutch graffiti scene for over twenty years. Inspired by the throw-ups on the subway cars in his hometown Amsterdam, he started exploring his artistic talents, painting his Dopie moniker on concrete walls and trains. Wanting to push his boundaries, he started practicing elaborate characters a few years later. This led to the development of his characteristic photorealistic style.""
You can see more of his work here .
One of countless beautiful rock formations throughout Arches National Park. This formation has obviously shed some weight over the years. I wouldn't want to be in the path for that event!
countless rivulets and tiny waterfalls coming down the side of Hestur mountain in Hestfjorden, Westfjords of Iceland, where finally sun has started the great melting job.
The amazing microcosmos created by countless little waterfalls coming down from Hestur mountain in Hestfjordur, Iceland's Westfjords, guaranteeing perfect conditions for a rich flora of mosses and lichens to thrive.
Happy Textural Tuesday!
one of the countless amazing landscape scenario alond our journey around Iceland, here on our fourth day going from Jokulsarlon glacier lagoon where we had camped overnight to Djupivogur in the Eastfjords of Iceland. One of the most amazing aspects of Iceland appeared to me the incredible range of colours of the rocks.
closeup of one of the countless mountain streams, rapids and waterfalls along our road around Iceland. This detail was shot in Fossardalur, the Valley of Waterfalls near Djupivogur, in East Iceland.
Floating from below
Countless souls rise up
I stretch out my arms
Wanting to escape
Sweet surrender's song
Ensures each ones faith
They pass through my grasp
Leaving me to fate
Hell’s wraith grips me hard
Pulling me below
Heaven slips beyond
God has turned away
- L. Magic
Photo taken @ Dreams Events
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Photo taken of Fiona Fei's interactive display
**I had to reupload this due to issues with Flickr's app. Sorry for losing the original favs and comments
countless waterfalls form the beauty of Iceland's landscapes likes jewels interwoven into rough fabric. This is just one of the many we encountered in one single place near Djupivogur at Iceland's Eastern shores.
Iceland is famous for its countless waterfalls but I feel that too many people are just rushing to the large and famous ones. If one travels without haste and off the beaten tracks, there are endless scenarios of natural beauty and less known waterfalls to be enjoyed and admired and as a bonus one does not have to queue nor suffer the antics of some visitors ... ;)
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With countless numbers lost to Avian Flu from the colonies on Inner Farne it was good to see adult Arctic Tern returning to their young with food in the sand dunes above Beadnell Bay, Northumberland where they seem to have fared well.
They set off for their long journy south between late July and early October.
Thank you all for your kind responses.
This is just one of the countless scenes that can be witnessed at Arches National Park in Utah, USA. While at Canyonlands National Park, myself, and a fellow photographer and friend, met a couple from Switzerland that were vacationing with their two rambunctious boys. We got to talking about Arches where we had all been the day before. The young woman's eyes got big. She said she had seen pictures of the place all of her life but nothing prepared her for such beauty. I was in complete agreement. No one photo can give you the intensity and vastness of the park's beauty. The arches are amazing, little doubt, but for me it was an incredible place at every turn. Thanks for stopping in!
I have said it countless times, in photos and words, but it is a huge truth in my life: dogs and horses add immeasurable joy to all of my worlds. Just having them quietly nearby adds a peaceful, calm, happy contentment to my life. And every ballerina needs a bulldog to scamper about with, right? I think so. A random passerby here on this bridge at Haz sent me a message asking if I needed my canine friend to protect me. I laughed and said no. I just need him because he makes me feel happy. :)
Unzählige Sandkörner gibt es am Strand, unzählige Sterne am Himmel und unzählige Gefühle sind in uns, die viel zu oft verleugnet werden.
Countless grains of sand there are on the beach , countless stars in the sky and countless emotions are in us, who are all too often denied.
found countless little ladybugs in the field yesterday. they were hanging tight against the wind.
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In a world ruled by wealth, class, and countless rules,be the king of your own personal chaos...
EYEBROWS
Landgraff - Travis Eyebrows
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This little Douglas Fir tree is about 40-50 years old. It has survived countless weather events by growing on top of a floating log in a lake on Vancouver Island. It is apparently the most photographed tree in Canada. We had not planned on visiting this iconic scene simply because so many people from around the world have tried to photograph it. Conditions have to be just right in order to separate the tree from background clutter and unless you have hip waders, there is no good vantage point to shoot this tree. We had no hip waders and very little time to wait for the right conditions. However, on our quick morning visit to see the tree on our way to our next destination, I was able to frame up this portrait with a long lens just as a bit of light hit the tree and there was a momentary stillness in the light breeze rippling the water. The background is the water with refections. It was magical to see this little survivor. Happy Tree-mendous Tuesday.
one of the countless little rivers originating in Vatnajokull National Park and flowing towards the Atlantic coast of South Iceland.
A drab, brown bird, I have countless times heard this bird bellowing among reeds, caught glimpses of it and, once, saw a blurred, distant fly-by out of the corner of my eye. It has been my nemesis for many years, teasing me with its elusiveness, a master of camouflage.
Perhaps other bird photogs have hundreds of shots and have no idea what I am talking about, but, except for one other day, this bird refused to show itself to me and my camera.
My husband and I had done the rounds of Colusa NWR with only a Great Blue Heron and a bunch of Red-winged Black Birds to show for it. Heading out, I heard the tell-tale deep-chested boom of a bittern and was shocked to see it semi-exposed in the last rays of a setting sun.
We were thrilled to get perching shots, obscuring reeds and all. Holding both my focus and my breath, I watched its behavior. After several minutes of inflating its lungs, it fluffed its feathers and took flight! Proves once again you never know when that One Shot will happen, but if you keep trying, just maybe...
Countless visits of this place, both on foot and bicycle. Every weather, every season, rain or death-hot, many steps over this road. Quite far away, but still nothing crazy. Always nice to be back...
Something is going wrong when the camera with its impressive algorithms and countless AF options forces itself into the centre and, hence, between photographer and object. Ideally, I would think, we photographers ought to use the camera as if it was not there. Just focussing on the composition and the 'essence' of the object and having the settings run in the background. I am not advocating 'point and shoot', I am saying that a camera should be built in such a way that we can 'forget' about it and focus on taking the picture. I think my older cameras do that. My newer ones are much more sophisticated and what they are increasingly trying to do is take over decisions I could make myself. What is my reaction? Number one, I prefer using my older cameras. And two, when using my sophisticated ones, I turn off a lot of their computer-powered procedures. I wonder what you think.
There are countless varieties of hibiscus cultivated throughout the world. I thought this flower was eye-catching. Taken in Magdalena’s garden at El Ensueño, Qundío, Colombia,
Pink Peony / Pfingstrose (Paeonia officinalis)
in our garden - Frankfurt-Nordend
... for a Peaceful Bokeh Wednesday!
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I must have walked through countless muddy rows and thick patches of sunflowers till I came to this one in the sun's fleeting light. It was standing taller than any of the others and I mean to tell you that there were so many others. I felt like it was pointing me back to where I came from.
I find when photographing sunflowers that it's important to change lenses often. I also find it critical to walk around them with your eyes behind the viewfinder just as much as you compose them before doing the same.
Wishing you a restful and relaxing weekend. May it find you well and thankful.
Mike
On the west bank of the Danube in Budapest is this moving memorial to honor the Jews who were killed by members of the Hungarian government’s Arrow Cross party during WWII. They were in power for just a few months in 1944/45, but during that time, hundreds of Jews were shot at this site and their bodies swept away by the Danube’s current. These poor people were made to remove their shoes (scarce during the war years) before being lined up 4 deep and killed. The shoes in the photo are iron, and period replicas of those worn by the countless victims of this tragedy. This was a very somber experience and the saddest of all the places I visited in Central Europe.
Saddleworth Moor is such a wild and beautiful place. The Moors Murders and countless newspaper articles have for years cast a dark shadow over it, portraying it as a bleak and barren nightmare. However, it is littered with history and folklore and has some of the most wonderful views.
This view is from near the summit of Alderman's Hill looking across Greenfield to Alphin Pike. Folklore tells the tale of two giants, Alphin and Alder who lived on their respective hills. Both sought the affections of Rimmon, a water nymph who lived in the waters of Chew Beck below. Rimmon chose Alphin, which infuriated Alder and the two giants fought, hurling rocks at each other until Alphin was struck and killed. In her grief, Rimmon cast herself from rocks into the valley below and joined Alphin in death.
There is a strong likelihood that this tale is the mythologisation of a Dark Ages battle that could well have taken place here, between the advancing Angles of Northumbria and the Celts of Southern Rheged. Anyone familiar with the tale of the battle of Win Hill, will remember that in c.626AD, the Northumbians defeated the Mercians by rolling boulders down the hillside. The Northumbians had taken Elmet (modern day West Yorkshire) in the early part of the 7th C and advanced on Rheged, which itself fell sometime before 730AD. There are a number of pointers in the landscape to this area being an ancient boarder and even the place names leave clues. Alder being of German origin, Al being a Celtic word for a rock or a hill.