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Macro Mondays 06/08/18 theme Decay
I had to hunt high and low to find a flower skeleton (most are cut of in the autumn and put on the fire or compost heap) but I found some in a tree next to my hydrangea bush.I wanted to create an image of life as the reflection of death so I placed the skeletal flower on a mirror and photographed it then replaced it with the fresh flower and photographed that one.The rest was finished of in Photoshop.no special lighting setups just the pop up flash on the camera.
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Infinity - Mesquite Flat Sand Dunes, Death Valley, CA - Copyright 2015 Martyn Phillips, M4Photo.
This was an image that I took unexpectedly after turning around on the Mesquite Flat Sand Dunes and seeing a different perspective and an awesome sky. The scene just seemed to go on and on and on. I’m not really sure whether it is the sky of the sand formations that make this image and the quandary keeps me coming back to this one. However, I’d like to think that it is a little of both.
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Bird Species: Blue-tailed bee-eater / নীল-লেজ সুঁইচোর
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So this is a bit different for me but I wanted to play around with the darker side of Second Life and Alia had this cool skin to pair with Naminoke's spider set.... so my attempt at going dark. Be Kind. :P....
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ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪɴᴋ | ᴅᴇᴍɪᴜʀɢᴇ ʜᴏʀɴs
ʟᴀɴᴅɢʀᴀғ | ɪɴsᴀɴɪᴛʏ & sᴛᴀʀʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴇʏᴇs
ᴏɪɴᴄ | ᴘᴀᴅʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴇᴀʀɪɴɢs
ᴏɪɴᴄ | ᴛᴀɪ ʜᴏᴏᴘ ᴇᴀʀɪɴɢs
ʜᴀɴᴢ | ғɪx sᴄᴀʀ
ᴀᴍ | ɴɪᴋʟᴀs ғᴀᴄɪᴀʟ ʜᴀɪʀ – ᴇᴠᴏ x
ᴄᴀʀᴏʟ ɢ | ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ
ᴘᴇᴇᴋᴀʙᴏᴏ | ʙᴀʙʏ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ʜᴏʀɴs
ᴋᴏᴋᴏʀᴏ | ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ + ᴛʀᴀɴsᴍᴜᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ
ᴡɪᴄᴄᴀ’s ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟs | ɪᴠᴀʀ ᴘᴀɴᴛs
ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀʀᴅᴇᴅ ɢᴜʏ | ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs - ʙᴀᴄᴋᴅʀᴏᴘ
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ᴛᴀʙʟᴇᴀᴜ ᴠɪᴠᴀɴᴛ | ʟᴏᴜɪs sᴋɪɴ
ᴛᴀʙʟᴇᴀᴜ ᴠɪᴠᴀɴᴛ | ғᴀɴɢs – ғᴀᴄɪᴀʟ ᴊᴇᴡᴇʟʀʏ
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and regeneration
From the archives. This one was taken in April earlier this year at sunset in Death Valley National Park. Thanks for looking.
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the badlands near Zabriskie Point—one of the most iconic landscapes in Death Valley. Those folded, golden ridges are eroded sediment layers from ancient lakebeds.
Death Valley Dunes
We were able to make a quick trip to Death Valley this March. As we expected there were very few wildflowers this year but still fairly crowed on the dunes. We approached at the far end with the smaller dunes to escape the crowds and footprints. As always great to have some quite time with nature.
Eurasian Jay (Garrulus glandarius)
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THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO: MY LONG AND ARDUOUS JOURNEY TO BIRD PHOTOGRAPHY
If you've set yourself the challenge of exclusively shooting the wildlife in your own back yard, you might find - as I did - that bird photography is really, really hard.
It's not that reptiles are easy to photograph either, mind - but at least the ones in my garden stay (for the most part) on the ground, and one can learn how to carefully approach them with a camera. They're also clearly egoists, which from a photographer's point of view is is a great character trait: if a lizard detects a human in its vicinity, it's only interested in saving its own skin, and it won't alarm its buddies.
But birds... oh man. Over the years, my feathered friends and I have developed a lovely routine that now defines our peaceful co-existence. As soon as I as much as open a window (let alone the door), I'm instantly greeted by an eruption of panicky fluttering and hysterical shouts from my garden: "SAVE YOUR WOMEN AND CHILDREN AND FLY FOR YOUR LIVES: THE HAIRLESS, PINK MONSTER IS COMING!!! (Yes, I speak bird, and I know that this is exactly what they are shouting 😉).
Needless to say, with the exception of the redstart I already showed here, all my efforts to get the kind of detailed shots I usually strive for with my nature photography ended in complete failure and utter disillusionment. I was ready to give up on stalking the winged misanthropes in my garden altogether, but then winter came - and changed everything.
One day this past January I observed my neighbor Signora P - a kind, elderly Italian lady - putting something on the low garden wall in front of my house. At first I thought she was just putting some treat there for her cat Romeo; the young tom patrols that wall constantly (it's his favorite spot in the garden, and during the warmer months he usually lurks in the thick foliage next to it to prey on lizards).
But once I detected a lot of movement on that wall through my window, I understood she had put a little pile of bread crumbs there; she was feeding the birds who soon arrived in flocks. This was certainly well-intended on my neighbor's part, but her noble action came with a catch, and I'm afraid quite literally.
When I took a stroll through my garden the next day I discovered a suspicious amount of feathers on the ground next to the wall. Romeo had apparently switched from his low-calorie summer diet (lizard) to more energy-rich meals consisting of "fowl" (it was winter after all, so from a nutritionist's point of view this made sense).
I would find fresh traces of Romeo's victims (mostly feathers, but also the odd wing) in my garden over the following days; so my first intuition that my neighbor was feeding her cat hadn't been that far off after all, as Romeo was now clearly being "served" fresh birds on a daily basis. And although the hungry visitors seemed to be aware of the danger and became slightly more prudent, they just couldn't resist the tasty snacks Signora P put on that wall - and neither could Romeo.
It was obvious that I had to act, but talking to my neighbor - who is as stubborn as she is kind - would have been futile, I knew that much. I pondered the matter long and hard - until a light bulb went off in my head. The idea was genius. If successful, what I had in mind would not only increase the birds' chances of surviving Romeo's appetite, but also greatly benefit my own photographic endeavors.
I started to enact my master plan the very next day by buying a giant bag of bird feed (consisting mainly of sunflower seeds) from the store. Then I dragged a huge piece of a tree trunk (approx. 120 cm in height) that we normally chop firewood on from the shed out into the garden and emptied almost half of the bag's content on top of it. Signora P's buffet for birds (and cats) was about to get some serious competition 😊.
My reasoning was as follows: not only would the birds be lured away from the fatally low garden wall to a place where they were safe from the cat - there was nothing around that tree trunk that provided cover for a predator, and the birds had a nice 360° view around it at all times - but I was also able to photograph them while hiding in the shed.
However, in order for my plan to work there was one little extra measure I had to take, and it was one that risked lowering my own life expectancy considerably once the owner of the property - my mom - discovered it. You see, our shed is completely windowless, so if I wanted to use it as a blind, I had no choice but to cut a hole into one of its wooden walls... which I promptly did (I figured all's fair in love - and photography 😉).
Granted, I have absolutely zero carpentering skills, and it showed. That hole was an ugly mess: the shed's wall seemed to have had an encounter with Jack Nicholson's ax-wielding lunatic character from the film 'The Shining'. Needless to say, I was incredibly proud of my work (I mean, come on: there now was a hole where before there wasn't a hole, and it was big enough for the lens of my camera to peek through, so it was mission accomplished as far as I was concerned).
Now all I had to do was wait for the birds to discover the tree trunk. In the meantime I started to mentally prepare myself for the inevitable confrontation with my mom and go through possible explanations for that splintering hole in the wall (it was either gonna be a rabid woodpecker attack or an emergency rescue mission with a feeding tube for a little kid that had accidentally locked himself inside the shed - both seemed valid options, though I slightly preferred the locked-in kid due to the involved drama and heroism 😉).
A whole day went by, and not a single bird visited the sunflower seeds. I had expected that it might take a few hours until the first of the ever curious great tits or blue tits would show up, but given how tiny my garden is, an entire day seemed excessive. Then another day came and went: the birds kept flocking to the bread crumbs on the wall, and my tree trunk kept collecting dust. To add injury to insult, a few fresh feathers on the ground were proof that Romeo was still feasting.
It was incredibly frustrating: I provided my winged guests with a much better view - plus a higher chance of surviving the cuisine - than Signora P's place; I risked (almost) certain death at the hands of my own mother (OK, the act of vandalism on the shed I had committed for my own benefit, but still), yet the birds kept ignoring me.
Then, after three days, just before sunset, I spotted a single blue tit on the tree trunk picking away at the sunflower seeds.
When I got up the next morning I immediately realized that the loud noise that accompanies each and every tit activity had shifted from the wall to the shed. At last the dam had broken: there was a flurry of movement around the tree trunk, and I counted at least 5 different species of birds feasting on the sunflower seeds.
From day 4 onward my plan worked beautifully: the birds now indeed mostly ignored Romeo's "snack wall" and kept to the tree trunk. And yes, I was able to play peeping tom from behind the shed's wall and photograph them!! 😊
Thus, dear readers, I finally managed to produce some acceptable bird photos, and I had even saved my feathered friends from a deadly foe in the process. All through winter and spring I took advantage of my new bird hide, and in late May I started mixing some cherries with the sunflower seeds. The idea was to attract a Eurasian jay (Garrulus glandarius), and as you can see, it worked!
It took me almost three weeks and more than a few tricks to capture that clever fella, but given how long I've been rambling here already, that's a story for another day. As for my mom, she still doesn't know about the hole in the wall, so please don't snitch! 😉.
I hope you like the photo and wish you all a wonderful weekend! Many greetings from Switzerland, and as always: let me know what you think in the comments 🙏 😊 ❤!
P.S. if anyone has their own funny tale about the obstacles we photographers are prepared to overcome for a desired photo, please write it in the comments: I love such stories 😊
A number of California cities had operating trains and electric street cars in the early 20th century. This electric car is an example from the Key System which operated in Oakland, California in the 1940’s and 1950’s. The system fell victim to the Great American Streetcar Scandal. You can see this and other beautiful old train cars at the Western Railway Museum, Rio Vista, California. You can even take a ride through the Montezuma Hills on a restored electric route. More info here: www.wrm.org/
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Reworking of an old shot from Deadvlei in the Namib Desert in Namibia. A truly amazing place.
"Deadvlei is a white clay pan located near the more famous salt pan of Sossusvlei, inside the Namib-Naukluft Park in Namibia. Also written DeadVlei or Dead Vlei, its name means "dead marsh" (from English dead, and Afrikaans vlei, a lake or marsh in a valley between the dunes).
The clay pan was formed after rainfall, when the Tsauchab river flooded, creating temporary shallow pools where the abundance of water allowed camel thorn trees to grow. When the climate changed, drought hit the area, and sand dunes encroached on the pan, which blocked the river from the area.
The trees died, as there no longer was enough water to survive. There are some species of plants remaining, such as salsola and clumps of nara, adapted to surviving off the morning mist and very rare rainfall. The remaining skeletons of the trees, which are believed to have died 600–700 years ago (ca. 1340-1430), are now black because the intense sun has scorched them. Though not petrified, the wood does not decompose because it is so dry."
The sun slipped behind the Panamint Mountains. The Badwater Basin is below. The foreground is the badlands of the Golden Canyon area.
Abandoned sometime ago, was used by an artist for a "1,000 shadows" project - seems to have gone downhill since then.
The 4H tour. Taking in some Italian delights on a 4 day explore.
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