Olympus em-1

I learned it till it thumped my head to numbness

Yearning it would let me rest

And then I learned it more, I learned it again

And then, just when I thought I had it done

I found myself mid-mistake, realizing I’d not yet begun

I have seen the lions turn to cubs

I have seen the hunters turn to prey

Our lessons will come again tomorrow

If they’re not learned today

Near Otterberg, Germany

St. Michael's Mount

Cornwall, Engand

scanned from slide

“Poetry, she thought, wasn't written to be analyzed; it was meant to inspire without reason, to touch without understanding.”

― Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook

Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=3XhDGkg8SpQ

BLOOD OF EDEN – PETER GABRIEL & SINEAD O'CONNOR

... And when you left the fields of yellow

faded in the winds of time

the golden ears of corn bowed down

finally beyond all reason or rhyme

But now my heart has risen up

the fields are red adorned with flowers

the bluest mountains reach towards the heavens

the promise of Spring is surely ours

I thought there would never be anyone else

to replace you in my field of dreams

but gentle words flow like a river

and settle within me or so it seems

I want to believe in the everafter

when our souls will meet again

but for now I must seek the quantum of solace

in the absence of the gentlest rain

The silent tears roll down the years

and bathe me in a rosy glow

the sunshine warms me; holds me closely

I feel immense that all I know

Is carefully parcelled; tied with ribbon

red velvet bow soft to the touch

a secret gift to be opened slowly

unwrapped; unveiled and loved so much

Inspiration is my succour

that piques my salient desires

I know that you will understand me

be happy someone tends these fires

the burning embers that you left me

now ashes crumble in the dirt

dust is dust that once was earthbound

in Heaven there is no more hurt

My heart sings out the freedom of nature

like a bird on the wing I soar so high

above the mountains through the clouds

swooping towards an open sky

I reach the stars just as the night falls

and cloaks the earth in silent reverie

sweet dreams my love; I know you're smiling

your generosity sets me free

Love is freedom to be ourselves

no matter what direction we take

the ones who love us are happy for us

and theirs is the love we do not forsake

Be still my beating heart; be silent

only when the end is nigh

for I am alive and my joie de vie

my joy of life cannot be denied ...

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Leonard Cohen: It Seemed the Better Way

www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGCvhARqyMQ

Iceland

Goldfield, Esmeralda County, Nevada

The 2020 census put the population of Esmeralda County at 792. At one time Goldfield alone had a population over 20,000.

Fairy Inkcap | Coprinellus disseminatus | Psathyrellaceae

Samsung NX1 & Helios 44M - 58mm f/2

10mm Macro Tube | f/4 | Manual Focus | Available Light | Handheld

All Rights Reserved. © Nick Cowling 2019.

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The wharf was built around 1917 and was originally used to store coal for bunkering vessels. From the 1970s it was used as a transshipment facility for exporting coal from the Hunter Valley. Wharf operations ended in 1992.

Even in such situations, we can detect beauty... Wish you a wonderful weekend...

Navarre, old stores building and underground grain storage

Mueang Chiang Mai District ~ Chiang Mai Province, Thailand

Sony DSC-HX1, ISO 400, f/4.5, 33.6mm, 1/160s

old mudbrick 2 room miner's cottage, slowly returning to nature.

5/100x

There were once

dying galaxies

and crumbling moons

under my skin, but then

you touched me

and brought my universe

back to life.

- d. Antoinette Foy

Credits♥

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Thanks for the recipe Stephanie. It turned out delicious.

Here is the link to the recipe:

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Adria Palace, Pest

decaying brickwork of an old homestead, a once proud and well to do family in the early goldrush days

for wall Wednesday, hww!

Abandoned Farm, easily accessible and next to a parking place.

Camera: Canon Eos 7D

Lens: EF-S17-85mmF/4-5.6-IS-USM

Aperture: f/9.0

Focal Length: 75 mm

Shutter Speed: 1/80

ISO: 125

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Some urbex/rurex photography from a derelict Admiralty facility near to Arrochar, Scotland.

This building was part of the Loch Long Torpedo Range which operated on the loch from 1912 to 1986. Testing peaked during World War II with some 12,000 torpedoes being fired down the loch. The building now is completely unsafe, naturally, and that manhole opening you can see centre frame is an open 15ft drop to the loch below surrounded by jagged rough concrete pillars. You definitely have to watch your step!

This is a previously unpublished shot from March 2020 just after I had decided to begin shielding from infectious people, some four weeks before official guidance. I thought a 'torpedo range' shot would be timely given that the Russian Navy is about to conduct a military exercise in the Irish Sea directly above our massive swathe of Trans-Atlantic undersea communication cables. What could possibly go wrong?

Enjoy!

Bad weather, improvising studio photos

Former Glory

The glacier was said to be advancing downstream at a rate of between 1.50m and 3m per day, under the pressure of the mass of ice accumulating at the top, and is crumbling and breaking as it meets the Rico River.

The glacier crumbles and breaks up when it meets the Rico River, but in the centre of the picture is the area where the glacier occasionally blocks the flow of water from the left-hand branch of the Rico, and the water accumulates in the upper branch and the flow decreases in the lower branch, which flows into the lake. The water then accumulates in the upper arm, the flow decreases on the lower arm which joins the lake. The water gradually digs into the base of the glacier..... which, at the critical moment, collapses, releasing enormous masses of water.This sudden influx of water rushes downstream, tearing away part of the banks in the process....... To this end, the footbridges do not go down to the bottom of the slope from which the photo was taken...

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Se dice que el glaciar está avanzando río abajo a un ritmo de entre 1,50 m y 3 m por día, bajo la presión de la masa de hielo que se acumula en la cima, y se está desmoronando y rompiendo al encontrarse con el río Rico.

El glaciar se desmorona y se rompe al encontrarse con el río Rico, pero en el centro de la imagen se encuentra la zona en la que el glaciar bloquea ocasionalmente el flujo de agua de la rama izquierda del Rico, y el agua se acumula en la rama superior y el flujo disminuye en la rama inferior, que desemboca en el lago. El agua se acumula entonces en el brazo superior, el caudal disminuye en el brazo inferior que se une al lago. El agua va cavando poco a poco en la base del glaciar..... que, en el momento crítico, se derrumba, liberando enormes masas de agua.Esta repentina afluencia de agua se precipita río abajo, arrancando parte de las orillas en el proceso....... Para ello, las pasarelas no bajan hasta el fondo de la ladera desde la que se tomó la foto...

This was taken at Crater Lake National Park, Oregon. This is a high point of the lake's rim. Crater Lake itself is several hundred feet below this point. The severe winters and the rock type itself are creating a loose and deteriorating face. (Southern Oregon Cascades Trip DSC_8030.jpg)

I love him!!! As a child I already enjoyed this smell of freshly made yeast dough. The homemade, rolled out yeast dough with the sprinkles came in the oven and gave off a delicious scent. Wonderful! And then, when the cake was ready, to nibble on this warm cake ... This forest in the early morning hours, flooded with spots of sunshine, reminded me a lot of the delicious, warm homemade crumble cake. I think we also had a piece of cake in the afternoon after the hike.

An old door and wall that has definitely seen better days