A manipulated image of tendrils .

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Summer-time

Used: Photoshop - Filter Forge - Pixabay

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Another manipulated photo of the wires in a phone system in the basement of a downtown Seattle hotel. As kids, we used to scavenge scraps of these colorful wires for braiding into bracelets, rings, and necklaces. (And my childhood was in the 1960's, so that's my association with the psychedelia and kid's toys,. . . ) :D

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While many people around the world are now watching their gardens grow and looking ahead to harvest time - we in remote Alaska are watching the grasses on the forest floor change from summer greens, to browns, as they wither away and die. A sure sign that we are in the early stages of autumn. (Best viewed large)

I like the following descriptive quote regarding fall . . .

“It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.”

― Sarah Addison Allen

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I see the Light,

used Filter Forge, Photoshop, Pixabay

Posted for Sliders Sunday -- Post Processed to the MAX!

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The place is real and so are the hues in the shadows across the ice which became more defined as I shifted color tones through the trees.

Smiling,

used: Photoshop, Pixabay, Filter Forge

Life along the Yukon River hasn't changed all that much since the Gold Rush Days. Other than the outboard motor seen on the boat in my image - this photo could have been taken a hundred years ago. It's nice to see that change takes place very slowly in the far north.

*(I captured this image looking toward the north/northwest, from the east side of the river near Dawson City. * Note: The first outboard motor was patented in 1880.)

Doc and I stood watching a busy beaver prepare for winter, as he swam between his lodge and the trees that lined his pond. In this photo you can see his wake in the water, and his head between the trees on the left.

I thought that this delightful poem by Del Ray told the story of beaver life in Alaska perfectly . . .

There’s a trail no one walks in the forest

that’s lined with a quilt of leaves,

webbed feet of the largest rodent*

scamper as fallen trees grieve.

Trees wilt with the sound of gnawing,

as wolves in the distance, howl,

and moose clamber over rocks fallen,

while wildcats stalk prey as they growl.

The beavers are content with their chewing,

they gather and chew chew chew,

not like old steam engines of trains

that chug through the valleys of dew.

They chew through the aspen and birch,

those beavers take down the sweet maple;

they gather the twigs and the branches,

that’s fodder on their muddy table.

And quietly in their spiky lodge,

their kits, as cute as they are,

they plan their dam of destruction

under the shiny north star,

reminding the race of humans,

we’re not the only ones chopping down trees,

they weren’t just meant to be hats,

like us they have families and needs.

So beavers keep growing and gnawing

through the winter as snowflakes fall,

yet seeds of change will soon sprout

in the spring, when song birds call.

Poem by Del Ray

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A curious tree trunk modified to look like a creature

Time Flies!

For over 100 years, this clock has been capturing time.

For Smile on Saturday

Theme: Capture the Time

(spin filter in photoshop)

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Robin,

Used: Filter Forge, Photoshop

The snowbirds...

This image of the famous flying squadron was taken in 2014 close to Niagara Falls against a bleached-out, hazy, gray-white sky.

The camera settings are for the lighter of the two cloud formations in the image.

This image is made-up of five layers. 2 cloud layers and 3 editing layers (transparencies) of the flight group formation which was kept intact.

Giraffe,

used: Photoshop, Filter Forge

Since last November - our temperatures have been below zero almost every day. When cabin fever sets in and the chores are done - I happily escape into my own little dream world. In this image I was dreaming of rain drops and warm weather.

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Being of German descent, it has always been a tradition to have birds on our Christmas tree's. It was said that they bring "happiness and joy" to the household.

Over the decades I have held onto the old frazzled birds of my ancestors - and I drag them out each year and place them on our tree's. Who am I to mess with tradition - and possibly miss out on my "happiness and joy".

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Music (right-click to open in a new tab):

"Roots and Wings" by SHEILA CHANDRA, in 'Roots and Wings' (2012)

play.spotify.com/track/3UmkZaQfpy8FbgKJb8pf30

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