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One more barn. Some family’s pride and joy pictured in a old photograph and found in an album in the attic.

Girls going out, Flensburg, Germany

If you look closer, you can see the three young women walking along the fjord to a popular meeting place for artists and people who want to enjoy the atmosphere of the town.

 

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- I am but a speck of dust in this vast universe. -

 

" Dry and dusty

I am a capsule of energy

You speak softly

We are capsules of energy

"

 

- FEVER RAY -

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A Pale Swallowtail has been very busy as she is dusted with pollen. The Butterfly landed for a few shots and started sipping nectar from our Red Hot Sally Salvia flowers :) She is a bit tattered but still beautiful!

The sun was unusual that day, most likely a natural filter was created as a result of the suspension of dust from the Sahara. The clear but dull sun was visible without any glare, which allowed me to do a handheld shot at 300mm MFT using an x2 electronic teleconverter (FF 1200mm). The whole thing took a few minutes, a quick decision, I opened the balcony door, stabilized my position and here's the effect. Even sunspots are visible under magnification.

Children joyful dancing in the sun

With a blissful ignorance of what's to come

When the guardsmen start to struggle

And the barriers give way

We're broken and we wither in the fray

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are dust

Crumbling by the moment

We try to push away the ending

And black roses fall the same

Running off afraid of what's to come

When you're facing down the barrel of the lawman's gun

But the saints have learned the secret

And the rebels know the same

We're killing just to bury our remains

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are dust

Crumbling by the moment

We try to push away the ending

And black roses fall the same

Preludes of every stanza

End on repeating notes

A tale of woe and sadness

Chоrus of silent throats

We try and keep a memory

Transcribing every line

But when they turn to ashes

We perish slaves to time

Burned out on borrowed moments

Used up like cigarettes

We feel our time expiring

But it's not over yet

Each finds a meager purpose

Though our cold grave awaits

We face the morbid beauty

Of our collective fate

We are flawed

Chained to the laws of nature

I guess we'll have to teach each other

To leave legends to our names

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are dust

Crumbling by the moment

We try to push away the ending

And black roses fall the same

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are dust

Crumbling by the moment

We try to push away the ending

And black roses fall the same

Tune-Listen

The local basket, broom and feather duster salesman makes a call to our neighborhood.

A Blueberry Crop dusted by winter snow

Theoretically speaking, you could refer to this as an aerial

application - Just not from a plane :-)

 

Dormant blueberry bushes turn a beautiful shade of red throughout the winter

  

Leading lines to the British Columbia Coastal Mountains

Canada

 

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A dust of snow

 

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The way a crow

Shook down on me

The dust of snow

From a hemlock tree

 

Has given my heart

A change of mood

And saved some part

Of a day I had rued.

Shiprock is a monadnock rising nearly 1,583 feet above the high-desert plain of the Navajo Nation in San Juan County, New Mexico, United States. Its peak elevation is 7,177 feet above sea level. Ship Rock is a sacred mountain to the Navajo people that figures prominently in Navajo mythology. The primary legend tells how a great bird carried the ancestral Navajo people from the far north to their current homeland in the American Southwest.

And a belated Happy World Cat Day to you all. :)

Bastian (mixed breed), 04.08.2021.

 

Olympus OMD EM5 Digital Camera

Sunset with some sahara dust...

Taken somewhere on the road from Marrakech to the Atlas mountains in Morocco. I had my camera prepared in the car sitting right next to me with a 28-300mm lens to be ready should an interesting scene appear somewhere along the road. And it did. Saw this group of workers appearing at a considerable distance inmidst the dusty conditions of the country-side. Slowed down, pulled over to the roadside, lowered the window and took a series of 3-4 photographs, of which this one turned out best.

Ears back, head down, eyes focused, feet up, turbos charged and ready to launch!

 

SD Ardri feeling his oats at the photo shoot

It had snowed last Thursday and Friday without any wind. One of my favorite places to go in such conditions is the Garden of the Gods, a magnificent city park located not far from where we live. The rock formations with their sandstone red colors and the trees take on a magical appearance with a winter's blanket of snow and the right light. The clouds kept on into Saturday but broke nicely that afternoon. The snow had melted a bit, but still covered portions of the rock and trees. This shot was looking from the west into the Central Garden. I was hoping for a nice sunset but the clouds moved back in and, alas, there was no light show that evening. Oh well, next time!

 

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Mérida, México at dusk.

 

"We found you hiding, we found you lying

Choking on the dirt and sand

Your former glories and all the stories

Dragged and washed with eager hands

 

But, whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend

Whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend

Your city lies in dust..."

 

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Macro Mondays: Reflection

Found a butterfly wing in the garden ... it's so light it kept blowing over and leaving wing dust behind.

After dumping ballast in Loretto, this rock train was seen here heading back to Humboldt, kicking up quite a storm. It looked pretty impressive here against the sunset. Quite the powerset for this train, consisting of an SD40-2, MAC, Dash 9, and another MAC.

Metra Union Pacific West Line Train 38, bound for Chicago, kicks up the dust as it sails past an idling freight train at Mile Post 25.50 of the UPRR Geneva Subdivision in wintry Wheaton.

 

Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 400, f/8.0, 300mm, 1/2000s

Dust from the Sahara traveled all the way to Ohio and provided us with lovely, glowing sunsets. How cool is this Earth?!

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Sprucing up of a beautiful Parisian building at 25 Quai Anatole France, Paris 7th arrondissement.

The wind was howling nonstop through this isolated area, pulling huge clouds of dust along with it. That little square in the middle is an abandoned homestead. After doing some research, it seems that any roads/paths leading to it are long gone and a mile hike over what appears to be rugged terrain is required to reach it. Maybe one of these days—

if I'm ever feeling spry again.

What a dust battle with this shot, and believe me this was the best I could get with static clean and air blowing as this snapped. I guess the winter static has crept in.

I believe I’ll dust my broom, in colour.

9 image pano Fire Lake Reservoir. Good to see the water filling up!

Cornstarch blown up by pressing it with air thru the valve of a tiny plastic bottle.

Lit by external flash triggered by sync cord.

I used the bright stick to locate where to "spray" and a focus point, (refused to erase it in post).

For #MacroMondays and this week's theme #Powder

 

Happy Macro Monday!

 

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{anc} jewelry dust {strawberry} float 1Li

{anc} jewelry dust {pineapple}floor long 1Li

 

Pose:Bisou(asleep)

 

Pinkの夏、Blushで出品されたjewelry dustがアキさんの新しい作品。

大粒の宝石が8シェイプ入っています。

ライン上に並べられたものや、床にこぼれた宝石たち。

クルクルと回る宝石は楽しい気持ちにさせてくれます。

女性の部屋のベットに置いてあっても、砂浜やプールに飾られてても合うなぁと。

大粒の宝石の集合体はあまり見たことがないし、色は多彩な32色展開。

渋めの色でまとめられた色達は、大人が似合う色合いでした。

SSは黒い部屋なので、明るめの色をチョイス。

パインアップル色が美味そうで。

  

Blush

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