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An enchanting harmony of fuchsia, purple and pink undertones, Radiant Orchid inspires confidence and emanates great joy, love and health. It is a captivating purple, one that draws you in with its beguiling charm.
An enchanting harmony of fuchsia, purple and pink undertones, Radiant Orchid inspires confidence and emanates great joy, love and health. It is a captivating purple, one that draws you in with its beguiling charm.
Natural Light 1 sec exposure @ ISO 100
My son Kyle's short Sci-fi film Veritas
www.youtube.com/watch?v=TUfVnbNLSvY&feature=youtu.be
Another short movie of Kyle's 'Emanate'
www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0t5wHJBvSY&feature=youtu.be
www.youtube.com/watch?v=w4hT3F45oeo&feature=youtu.be
Keturah
Deborah
A medium sized resident barbets endemic to India and heard around the forests easily rather than seen. They have a very loud call heard above everything else in the forests that continuously goes for a long time.
This one was shot in a forest overlooking a temple on the edge of a hill. There were maybe 5-6 of these around and their calls filled up the air. The birds were foraging on the lush greenery on the steep slope. There were a few berry trees and several birds were gathered around it. The Barbet had a berry and flew to this perch to take a break from the competition I suppose.
The shot was affected by the smoke emanating from the temple kitchen and resulted in a bit of haze that I couldn't process.
Thanks in advance for your views and feedback Much appreciated.
Macro Mondays: Translucent.
If I've id this correctly, it is a Prince mushroom (Agaricus augustus). It is edible, and can grow to a cap size of 16" with a stalk up to 14". The ones in this group were not up to that size. Apparently it's sweet scent is that of almonds, though I didn't quite catch that myself.
This week was so busy, that I was not actually planning a MM shot. During a break; however, I went on a mushroom hunt with my camera. When I saw this one kicked over, I decided to have some fun with it, side-lighting it with my Moman (from the left). It wasn't until I uploaded, that I realized it would perfectly fit the MM theme, as the light was emanating through the thinnest parts of the gill's edges (more obvious on the gills to the center and right of the frame where the shadow of the previous gill shows, but the light shines through the 'bottom' edge to highlight the unlit side with a beautiful glow)!
To all my Canadian follower: Have a wonderful Thanksgiving!!
(As I wasn't thinking of MM, I had to go back to make sure my frame was under 3". If you feel like counting, I measured ~14 gills per 1/2" on this fungi, making the whole frame well under the limit for the group).
Please don't use this image on websites, blogs, etc. without my permission.
Well, not really, but an enormously backlit steam cloud emanating from the industrial works across the nightly Rhine makes for quite an impression.
Jackson F. Kimball State Park is a pristine site located at the headwaters of the Wood River. This stream flows from the pine forest into open meadow land laced with picturesque quaking aspen surrounded by the southern Cascade Mountains.
The headwaters of the Wood River emanate from a spring located in Kimball State Recreation Site. The aquifer that feeds the spring is believed to originate twenty miles (32 km) northeast of the park on the east side drainage of Crater Lake National Park. Wood River meanders through pine forest and agricultural land for ten miles (16 km) before flowing into Agency Lake.
I have seen in other photos that their images had a more deep green hue to the water. But this is how my camera shot the color, but it is still crystal clear. Yes, I did wade out into this water and yes, it is cold!
Base 1
The Atacama desert at 4,000 meters (13,123.36 ft) above sea level.
Licancabur is a stratovolcano on the border between Bolivia and Chile, south of the Sairecabur volcano and west of Juriques. Part of the Andean Central Volcanic Zone, it has a prominent, 5,916-metre (19,409 ft)-high cone.
A 400-metre (1,300 ft) summit crater containing Licancabur Lake, a crater lake which is among the highest lakes in the world, caps the volcano. Three stages of lava flow emanate from the volcano, which formed on Pleistocene ignimbrites.
If such places exist can I please go there?! Always been intrigued about the theory of alternative dimensions, and such is accepted that we create our world via the thoughts in our mind, which to some extent emotively is entirely true, but to be able to transverse from this moment in this place to alternative realities, it begs the question, where would you go? What would you create? I think it really depends on who you are.
Obvious to say this was taken during some light but persistent rain, however, after seeing so many photos on flickr of raindrops on varying surfaces, usually leaves an stems, containing images of what they were reflecting or bending within the light, I wanted to get something similar but more organic. So when I spotted the light emanating the building and tree I snapped off a few, it's tricky getting the focus but think this one was good enough.
I hope everyone is well and so as always, thank you! :)
PS: Zoom in! ;)
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L’aube des magiciens
Je marche sur les hauteurs de la Grande gorge
Dans la lumière diffuse d’un matin incertain
Une aube imaginée par un magicien.
J’ai, pour seuls repères, mon petit refuge
Et, à l’est, la Muraille
Aussi surnommée la Fin du Monde
Par ceux qui, avant nous, ont habité et compris cette terre.
Sur les hauteurs, le vent empoigne mon corps,
Et la lumière fuyante du matin brumeux,
Emporte ma conscience et mon âme ailleurs.
Ailleurs sur le grand fleuve du temps
Les temps longs qui ont forgé cette vallée
Et les temps courts, ceux qui régulent les espèces vivantes.
Ici, la vie s’accroche à peu de choses.
Et le marcheur doit avoir l’élégance de se comporter comme en « société »*
Car sous ses pieds, des réseaux fragiles
Formés par les racines des arbres, des champignons et des micro organismes
Tissent un internet des bois qui permet aux arbres de communiquer et d’interagir
Pour faciliter la régénération et la survie des leurs.
À la tête de ces réseaux, les arbres Mères, les plus vieux.
Métaphysique? Non, nouvelle frontière d’une écologie forestière
Qui ébranle nos certitudes passées,
Et repousse la frontière de notre compréhension de la nature. **
Les images ne peuvent capter ces émanations mystérieuses de la vie
Mais la conscience et l’âme humaines le peuvent
En cette Aube des Magiciens.
Patrice photographiste, Chroniques du Monde de Poësia
*Formule empruntée à Sylvain Tesson, écrivain et explorateur français
** Voir les travaux de la professeure Suzanne Simard de l’Université de la Colombie-Britannique (UBC) (Canada) et son récent livre Finding the Mother Tree : Discovering the Wisdom of the Forest
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THE DAWN OF THE MAGICIANS
I walk on the heights of the Grande gorge
In the diffuse light of an uncertain morning
A dawn imagined by a magician.
My only point of reference is my little refuge
And, to the east, the Wall
Also known as the End of the World
By those who, before us, lived and understood this land.
On the heights, the wind grabs my body,
And the fleeting light of the misty morning,
Take my conscience and my soul elsewhere.
Elsewhere on the great river of time
The long times that forged this valley
And short times, those that regulate living species.
Here, life hangs on a little.
And the walker must have the elegance to behave as in "society" *
Because under his feet, fragile networks
Formed by tree roots, fungi and microorganisms
Weave an internet of the woods that allows trees to communicate and interact
To facilitate the regeneration and survival of their own.
At the head of these networks, the older Mother trees.
Metaphysical? No, new frontier of forest ecology
Which shakes our past certainties,
And pushes back the frontier of our understanding of nature. **
Images cannot capture these mysterious emanations of life
But human conscience and soul can
On this Dawn of the Magicians.
Patrice photographist, Chroniques of the Lands of Poësia
* Formula borrowed from Sylvain Tesson, French writer and explorer
** See the work of Professor Suzanne Simard of the University of British Columbia (UBC) (Canada) and her recent book : Finding the Mother Tree: Discovering the Wisdom of the Forest.
I promised you when I posted another version of this stunningly beautiful Tuscan sunrise last week. There is another one with a view over the whole valley. I want to keep that promise today.
Yes, I know, basically it is no longer sunrise but rather the golden hour. This doesn't detract from the magic that emanates from this sight, at least I don't think so.
If you look at the sky you can see how lucky I was with the lighting conditions. Had those dark clouds been just a tad further east, they would have blocked the sun completely and none of this morning's beautiful shots would have been possible.
This realization drastically increases my gratitude for the gift that was prepared for me here.
Ich hatte es Euch versprochen, als ich letzte Woche eine andere Version dieses umwerfend schönen toskanischen Sonnenaufgangs veröffentlicht habe. Es gibt da noch eine weitere mit einem Blick über das ganze Tal. Dieses Versprechen möchte ich heute einlösen.
Ja ich weiß, im Grund ist das schon nicht mehr der Sonnenaufgang sondern eher schon die goldene Stunde. Dies tut der Magie, die von diesem Anblick ausgeht jedoch keinen Abbruch, finde ich zumindest.
Wenn Ihr Euch den Himmel anschaut könnt Ihr sehen, was für enormes Glück ich mit den Lichtverhältnissen hatte. Hätten sich diese dunklen Wolken auch nur ein kleinen Stück weiter östlich befunden, hätten sie die Sonne komplett blockiert und es wäre keine der wunderschönen Aufnahmen dieses Morgens möglich gewesen.
Diese Erkenntnis erhöht nochmal drastisch meine Dankbarkeit für das Geschenk, welches mir hier bereitet wurde.
more of this on my website at: www.shoot-to-catch.de
La Bola del Mundo o alto de las Guarramillas es una montaña de la sierra de Guadarrama, en el sistema Central de la península ibérica. Se ubica en la Comunidad de Madrid, cerca del límite con la provincia de Segovia, en España. Tiene una altitud de 2257 m con una prominencia de 103 m, y es la cumbre más occidental del cordal montañoso de Cuerda Larga. Muy cerca de la cumbre, en la cara este, está el Ventisquero de la Condesa, una zona con emanaciones de agua que constituye el nacimiento del río Manzanares, y donde se acumulan grandes espesores de nieve en invierno. En su cima hay unas antenas, cuya función era la emisión de la señal de radio y televisión y su envío hacia las dos mesetas. En 2010, el Gobierno de España decidió cerrar el potente repetidor de televisión de Navacerrada debido al apagón analógico y dejándolo exclusivamente para la emisión de radio en FM de RNE 1 Madrid (104,9 MHz) RNE-CLAS (98,8 MHz), RNE Radio 3 (95,8 MHz) y Onda Madrid (106,0 MHz)
Estas tres grandes antenas están cubiertas por un radomo calentado en forma de cohete para protegerlas del hielo, son visibles desde varios kilómetros a la redonda y constituyen la mayor peculiaridad de esta montaña, la cual es de muy fácil acceso desde el puerto de Navacerrada.
The Ball of the World or Alto de las Guarramillas is a mountain in the Sierra de Guadarrama, in the Central System of the Iberian Peninsula. It is located in the Community of Madrid, near the border with the province of Segovia, in Spain. It has an altitude of 2,257 m with a prominence of 103 m, and is the westernmost summit of the Cuerda Larga mountain range. Very close to the summit, on the east face, is the Ventisquero de la Condesa, an area with water emanations that constitutes the source of the Manzanares river, and where great thicknesses of snow accumulate in winter. At its top there are some antennas, whose function was to broadcast the radio and television signal and send it to the two plateaus. In 2010, the Government of Spain decided to close the powerful Navacerrada television repeater due to the analog blackout and leaving it exclusively for the FM radio broadcast of RNE 1 Madrid (104.9 MHz) RNE-CLAS (98.8 MHz), RNE Radio 3 (95.8 MHz) and Onda Madrid (106.0 MHz)
These three large antennas are covered by a rocket-shaped heated radome to protect them from ice, they are visible from several kilometers around and constitute the greatest peculiarity of this mountain, which is very easily accessible from the port of Navacerrada.
"Timeless thoughts of a winter's stare;
eyes gazing over a landscape bare.
Memories drift on a blustery breeze;
dying light ushers in the freeze.
Reaching out for a grasp on the present;
stillness sets in, alone, and desolate.
Future unknown, outcome uncertain;
brilliance shadowed by a drawn curtain.
Path now set, laid before me known;
closing light now emanating from home.
Enter my homestead, heart filled with glee;
two eyes of the future peering upward at me.
Trusting in him to forge forward until fulfilled;
Basis of strength, values I have instilled.
A weary mind at last permitted to rest;
reflecting on the realization of how I am blessed."
- Michael A. Barron, "A Winter's Epiphany"
Photo Locale, Luane's World - Le Monde Perdu - Winter:
Los pueblos medievales o bastidas que salpican el paisaje de Dordoña-Périgord han conservado sus almas y son considerados de los más bellos de Francia. Estos pueblos típicos encantan por su autenticidad, su arquitectura y la quietud que emana de ellos. No hay megalópolis sino ciudades a escala humana.
The medieval villages or Bastidas which dot the landscape of the Dordogne Perigord have retained their souls and are considered the most beautiful in France. These typical villages enchant by its authenticity, its architecture and the stillness that emanates from them. There is no megalopolis but cities on a human scale.
Lisbon - Mosteiro dos Jerónimos
[Nikkor-Fisheye AI 16mm f/2.8, panorama merge of three frames using half-rectilinear projection]
Crepuscular rays, or 'God rays', seem to emanate from Mt. Shasta in this sunrise scene.
Taken from west of the mountain early in the morning ... a counterintuitive choice, to be sure, as I was expecting to see Shasta silhouetted by the sun rising behind it. But instead I got treated to this spectacular display.
"A descending whinny emanates from the depths of cattails and rushes, but the source of this sound rarely shows itself. This secretive brown-and-gray marsh bird is a Sora, but drab it is not. When it finally pokes its head out of the reeds its bright yellow bill might have you thinking about Halloween candy corns. The Sora walks slowly through shallow wetlands a bit like a chicken that has had too much coffee, nervously flicking its tail and exposing the white feathers below." The Cornell Lab of Ornithology Photographed in the wild, Nova Scotia, Canada
En principe le Machaon vole d'Avril à Septembre, avec une première génération issue de chrysalides hivernantes. La seconde génération émane bien sûr de la première, et les émergences se produisent le plus souvent en Juillet.
Ce papillon est un excellent voilier, avec un vol planant particulièrement efficace et spectaculaire. C'est aussi un solitaire, plutôt adepte de la bougeotte et des grands espaces, d'où des incursions généralement assez brèves dans nos jardins ....encore que le potager puisse retenir son attention !
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In principle the Swallowtail flies from April to September, with a first generation of wintering chrysalis. The second generation emanates of course from the first, and the emergences occur most often in July.
This butterfly is an excellent sailboat, with a gliding flight particularly effective and spectacular. It is also a lonely, rather adept of the fickle and wide open spaces, from where incursions generally rather brief in our gardens ... still that the vegetable garden can hold his attention!
And so... I went out on the streets, under a bright full moon, hoping to catch a glimpse of this unlucky, beautifully sad, forever bride.
After some meandering ,under a silver moon ray, there she was, staring at some far place ahead of her, her eyes fixed on the horizon.
She emanated a soft luminescence , a sweet soft light that was far from scary, her tender youth frozen in time.
The scent of jazmine and rose came to greet me.
As I stood there, in awe and feeling an unexpected emotion, an aching respect for her grief , she slowly turned slightly , the trace of a smile on her beautiful face.
She softly said this words to me, a loud enough whisper for me to hear...
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose"
And then, she was gone.
She took with her the moonlight, the soft shimmer and the sweet scent of flowers, leaving me, unexpectedly, with a feeling of loss and emptiness.
The next day, I stopped again on that bridge and left a bouquet of white roses on the spot I saw her .
How vulnerable love makes us, but how strong , beautiful, enduring and all encompassing this powerful energy is.
Ghost of a Rose, Blacksmore's Nights
www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfBqLpi5FkM
Visit this location at Venesha, the enchanted isle in Second Life
This spotted towhee got a remaining berry, but was evidently wet from the recent rain, based on the splash emanating from it.
It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.
- Robert Louis Stevenson
Lovely texture thanks to Jai Johnson.
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The garden pansy is a type of large-flowered hybrid plant cultivated as a garden flower. It is derived by hybridization from several species in the section Melanium 'the pansies' of the genus Viola, particularly Viola tricolor, a wildflower of Europe and western Asia known as heartsease. The garden pansy flower is 5 to 8 centimetres in diameter and has two slightly overlapping upper petals, two side petals, and a single bottom petal with a slight beard emanating from the flower's center. These petals are usually white or yellow, purplish, or blue. The plant may grow to 23 cm in height, and prefers sun to varying degrees and well-draining soils. S10N_245
During our visit to MLK Regional Shoreline near the Oakland Airport, we saw 4 Ridgeway’s Rails making a ruckus. All kinds of noises were emanating from the bushes. These are very skittish birds, so we hid in the bushes and waited for them to come out. The Ridgway's Rail is a handsome gray-and-rusty bird that lives most of its life concealed in dense vegetation. It is a near-threatened species of bird. It is found principally in California's San Francisco Bay to Southern Baja California.
Essen
Ruhrgebiet
NRW
"... If you ever fell lonely, turn the lights on..."
Emanative - Turn Your Lights On
Love is not extreme liking.
Love is not passionate but compassionate.
Love is not blind but sees everyone as family.
Love doesn't burn but cools the fires of lust.
Love is not personal but human.
Love does not patronize but empathizes.
Love emanates.
Love engulfs.
Love radiates
on rocky crag and furrowed field alike.
I can love people I don't know.
I can love people I don't like.
I can even love those I love.
-Ian McCrorie
Children of Silence and Slow Time
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A whole new technique to try......zoom blur.
This is a picture on my wall of a grove of trees, but by turning the lens while shooting, you end up with this effect.....to me it looks like a building with green rays emanating from the door!
#11/52, Zoom Blur, 52 weeks the 2022 edition
Clytus arietis, the wasp beetle, is a wasp-mimicking longhorn beetle species in the genus Clytus.
It reaches 9–18 millimetres (0.35–0.71 in) in length, and flies well in sunshine from May to July, often visiting flowers for pollen and nectar. It is harmless but is protected by its wasp-like colours and movements, making it a Batesian mimic. The larvae live in dead wood. It also emanates a wasp buzz-like noise when threatened. They can be seen wandering around on flowers from late spring to early summer, and they are easily mistaken for wasps.
The garden pansy is a type of large-flowered hybrid plant cultivated as a garden flower. It is derived by hybridization from several species in the section Melanium 'the pansies' of the genus Viola, particularly Viola tricolor, a wildflower of Europe and western Asia known as heartsease. The garden pansy flower is 5 to 8 centimetres in diameter and has two slightly overlapping upper petals, two side petals, and a single bottom petal with a slight beard emanating from the flower's center. These petals are usually white or yellow, purplish, or blue. The plant may grow to 23 cm in height, and prefers sun to varying degrees and well-draining soils. Z2_231
Los pueblos medievales o bastidas que salpican el paisaje de Dordoña-Périgord han conservado sus almas y son considerados de los más bellos de Francia. Estos pueblos típicos encantan por su autenticidad, su arquitectura y la quietud que emana de ellos. No hay megalópolis sino ciudades a escala humana.
The medieval villages or Bastidas which dot the landscape of the Dordogne Perigord have retained their souls and are considered the most beautiful in France. These typical villages enchant by its authenticity, its architecture and the stillness that emanates from them. There is no megalopolis but cities on a human scale.
J'ai adoré le charme bucolique et la beauté de ce lieu.
Une vache paissait tranquilement dans le pré devant le clocher; cela ajoutait encore à la paix et à la sérénité qui se dégageait de la scène.
Quand j'eus fini de prendre ma photo, une petite surprise m'attendait (voir la photo suivante).
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Bucolic softness
I loved the bucolic charm and the beauty of this place.
A cow was grazing quietly in the meadow in front of the bell tower. This added to the peace and serenity that emanated from the scene.
When I finished taking my shot, a little surprise awaited me (see the next shot)
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La Grange du Bois - Bourgogne du sud/South Burgundy
Le site du cimetière de bateaux est surement, à cause même de son caractère modeste, l'un des plus curieux espace insulaire noirmoutrin. Ce lieu, aussi insolite que discret, possède le charme d'un espace très particulier que les peintres amateurs ou officiels de la marine ont su de tout temps représenter sur leurs toiles. Le regard est interpellé par les vieilles coques en bois multicolores d'anciennes unités de pêche sur la rive droite du chenal : ces témoins d'un passé révolu forment un poignant cimetière de bateaux. Il se dégage de ces espaces loin de l'activité urbaine de la rive Nord une nostalgie qui confère à ce cimetière de bateaux une atmosphère très particulière. Les bateaux, abandonnés depuis des dizaines d'années, semblent attendre que la mer les fasse lentement disparaître, offrent un spectacle changeant en fonction des marées et de la météo.
The site of the boat cemetery is surely, because of its modest character, one of the most curious island areas in Noirmoutrin. This place, as unusual as it is discreet, has the charm of a very special space that amateur painters or naval officials have always known how to represent on their paintings. The gaze is drawn to the old multicolored wooden hulls of old fishing units on the right bank of the channel: these witnesses of a bygone past form a poignant cemetery of boats. These spaces, far from the urban activity of the North Shore, emanate a nostalgia which gives this boat cemetery a very special atmosphere. The boats, abandoned for decades, seem to wait for the sea to slowly make them disappear, offering a spectacle that changes according to the tides and the weather.
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Fantastical web refracting the suns light so beautifully. I used photoshops auto tone, colour and contrast and it gave me this, oh and a splash of sharpening too.
Although my faves are the blurry parts where the glow from the web is rather remarkable especially when viewed large. Aren't spiders just amazing! They literally spin this super strong substance that humans have yet to fully understand out of their back ends. Little aliens?
Enjoy the sunshine emanating to you from this wonderful web! Happy days everyone.
Foggy doggie walk.
ps dunno if I'm mad in seeing a (woman's) head at the top of the taller tree, with an unfortunate upwards growth emanating from the tip of the nose & a forehead which doesn't quite reach the hairline!!.
The secretive Gray Catbird, with its distinctive cat-like
mewing note, is a common winter resident in Florida.
Many pass through the state during migration.
Gray Catbirds are one of the most common species that non-birders in their range are likely to have never seen nor identified. The catbird’s rather bland coloration – slate gray with a black cap and chestnut under the tail – doesn’t attract attention, and unlike their cousins, the mockingbirds, that often sing from exposed perches, catbirds prefer to sing their jumbled songs from cover. And it is the sounds that catbirds make that give them their name and makes it at all likely that their presence will be noted.
Gray Catbirds, to put it simply, have a call note that sounds like a cat with a scratchy and short meow. This sound emanating from a tangle of brush can easily fool those not in the know. The song of the Gray Catbird, however, is nothing like a cat meowing: like the mockingbird and thrasher the catbird often mimics other birds and sounds but it tends not to repeat itself. The rule of thumb is that if a phrase is repeated three times in a row it is a mockingbird, it it is repeated twice a thrasher is singing, and if each phrase of the song is sang just once one is dealing with a catbird.
I found this one in my backyard in Lake Wales, Polk County, Florida.
Acquired in 1887 in a donation by Henry Schweiter, Charles Aldrich and others as part of the Linwood Park system.
This park contains the Park Department Greenhouse, Nursery and the Recreation Center includes library facilities. The Recreation Center is also utilized by the Good Neighbor Nutrition Program who serve hot lunches to the elderly.
The park contains 90 different species of beautiful trees emanating from a diversification theme instigated in 1950 by the Board of Park Commissioners.
This photo was accepted as a finalist at the Midwest Center for Photography in Sept 2016. Please accept my reposting to my timeline.
Thanks.
"And the branches stopped because of the sound that being emitted. Given my small stature, I couldn't see who was behind the mountain of hawthorn, but a beam of light disintegrated a part of it and when I came out of that trap I bumped into a beautiful being, probably an elf, but so integrated with the forest that its body seemed emanate leaves and branches. His eyes were like brilliant diamonds that emanated fire and pierced the soul... "
"Be faithful to it and your honor will grow. Break it, and your name will be vilified for generations to come".
· GI – Honesty and Justice
"Be honored in your dealings with the whole world. Believe in Justice, but not in that which emanates from others, but in your own".
· YU – Heroic courage
"Rise above the masses of people who are afraid to act. Hiding like a turtle in its shell is not living".
· JIN – Compassion
"Through intense training, the samurai becomes fast and strong. He is not like the rest of the men. It develops a power that must be used for the good of all".
· REI – Courtesy
"Samurai have no reason to be cruel. They don’t need to show their strength. A samurai is courteous even to his enemies. Without this direct show of respect we are no better than animals".
· MEYO – Honor
"The true samurai has only one judge of his own honor, and he is himself. The choices you make and how you make them are a reflection of who you really are. You can’t hide from yourself".
· MAKOTO – Absolute sincerity
"When a samurai says he will do something, it is as if it were already done. Nothing on this earth will stop him from doing what he has said he will do".
· CHUGO – Duty and Loyalty
"To the samurai, having done or said something, means that something belongs to him. He is responsible for this and for all the consequences that follow".
The nebula is in Canis Major approx. 15000ly away and is approx. 30ly wide. The nebula is more like a bubble inflated by fast winds emanating from the Wolf-Rayet star at the center. This star is thought to be in a brief pre-supernova stage of its evolution. The blueish green colour shows that there is a strong oxygen emission from this nebula.
This image is comprised from pre-calibrated images provided by iTelescope, I’m not 100% which telescope was used. The total integration time is 180 minutes.
Filters and exposure:
6 x 600s Blue
6 x 600s Green
6 x 600s Red
The images were registered and stacked using AstroPixelProcessor before final editing in Adobe Photoshop 2022.
Laguna Verde (Spanish for 'green lake') is a salt lake in an endorheic basin, in the southwestern Altiplano in Bolivia. It is located in the Sur Lípez Province of the Potosí Department. It is close to the Chilean border, at the foot of the volcano Licancabur.
Licancabur is a stratovolcano on the border between Bolivia and Chile, south of the Sairecabur volcano and west of Juriques. Part of the Andean Central Volcanic Zone, it has a prominent, 5,916-metre (19,409 ft)-high cone.
A 400-metre (1,300 ft) summit crater containing Licancabur Lake, a crater lake which is among the highest lakes in the world, caps the volcano. Three stages of lava flow emanate from the volcano, which formed on Pleistocene ignimbrites.
Corvo Island is, in itself, a vulcano. Caldeirão do Corvo, its most iconic spot, is the crater that resulted from the one volcano, which gave birth to the island, and was probably active for the last time about two million years ago. On the way up to Caldeirão do Corvo you pass by pasture land, separated by black basalt walls or hydrangea hedges, where cows and some wild horses graze, offering – weather permitting – splendid views, with the green of the pastures beautifully contrasting with the blue of the sea. The road, running for about 6 km, takes you to the north-eastern crater rim. From the Miradouro do Caldeirão, a viewpoint at an altitude of about 560 m, the views down to the 300 m deep crater bottom, which can be reached on a path, are fabulous – if there are no clouds, which unfortunately is most often the case. Boasting an impressive 3.5 km circumference, this gigantic crater’s steep walls are covered with greenish-yellowish mosses, the yellowish colour at places being so intensive, as if there were still sulphur vapours emanating. The crater has also two lakes, with a few other tiny islets. Reaching its highest point with 718 m in the south, at the peak Morro dos Homens, the crater flanks slope down precipitously to the sea in the east, north and west where they often drop almost vertically from heights of about 400 m.
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Caldeirão do Corvo, Corvo Island, Azores, Portugal.
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Finally coming to the end of the images from this session and as I type this the mist is thick outside so will be filling the camera with more misty arboreal delights! So, another image from the adorable Hillock Wood, Buckinghamshire as I try to keep our burning orb behind the trees to capture natures wonder of its emanating rays.
I caught these rainy day ripples on a pond in a private garden in Porto, Portugal. My mind wanders to the hope that our national nightmare may soon come to an end without too much damage.
"Everything we do, even the slightest thing we do, can have a ripple effect and repercussions that emanate. If you throw a pebble into the water on one side of the ocean, it can create a tidal wave on the other side,
~ Victor Webster