Dust
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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 -
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!
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
ChŠ¾rus 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
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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'You were born an original, don't die a copy'
Pryce: Bloom of Spring Campaign: Humanity's Heart
"A man with power who does not use it to protect Mother Earth and her inhabitants, is a man who has no power at all...for we are but dust and to dust we shall return. Our responsibility while treading the mother's beautiful path is to stand for all creation."
My grandfather
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Thank you Lawrence for inviting me to participate
In Explore āļø
Robert Frost
In Stacksteads
Lancashire
A dust of snow
By ROBERT FROST
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.
Nuages de poussiĆØre
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DĆ©sert Sud Lipez - Bolivie / Southern Lipez desert - Bolivia
After her early morning foray to see and take photos of the Brown hyena, Ruby returned to camp for breakfast. While she did this a strong wind sprang up and with it came the dust. In no time at all, dust was on and in everything.
We ventured out into the rising dust storm to look for wildlife, but any self respecting animal had taken shelter in some place out of the wind. This photo is an example of what we saw. After a while Ruby said we should return to camp and wait for the storm to pass. All the guests were in the camp; it was not a day to be outside.
And a belated Happy World Cat Day to you all. :)
Bastian (mixed breed), 04.08.2021.
Olympus OMD EM5 Digital Camera
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.
A young Thai motors down a rural road in Chiangmai Province.
Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 200, f/11.0, 300mm, 1/400s
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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MĆ©rida, MĆ©xico 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..."
Garbage: youtu.be/vgAujpyDyTM
~Photo by Musique Gable
"All it takes is faith, trust and just a little bit of pixie dust" ~Peter Pan
Dust from the Sahara traveled all the way to Ohio and provided us with lovely, glowing sunsets. How cool is this Earth?!
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.
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!
Thanks for all your faves and comments everyone!
I really appreciate them!
A fresh dusting of snow layers over the top of Mount Oberlin. Mount Oberlin is just northwest of Logan Pass in Glacier National Park, Montana.
During this bull's dust bath, he would pause the wallowing and perform this stretch. He did this three times and each time I thought the dust bath was over and he was going to stand. But no, he would just stretch like this and then go right back to wallowing.
Photographed in Wind Cave National Park, South Dakota.
This strange picture is of a soil finisher that I was pulling through the field last night in preparation for planting.It has been a tough spring-excessive rain has delayed planting in our area considerably and there is a lot more on the way it looks like this coming week.We are normally done by this time,but we will probably only be 50% completed by the end of the day.The corn that has been planted is doing poorly as well.Added to this,grain prices are abnormally low for the second year in a row...
Taken through the back window at 6 mph in rough landscape,so not a great POV...
I guess the old saying is true-"you can't mess with Mother Nature"...
Have a great Mother's Day and sliders Sunday all!
July 22, 2020 | Arizona Highways
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Dust storm due to Monsoon wind and storm approaching. Vista from My back porch. no crop.