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This shot almost didn't happen for me as during the sunrise the skies were 100% clear. Donald and I started to pack up our bags and headed back to the park village we noticed some super low clouds rolling in from the west.
We decided to make a rush back up the hill and to our amazement the rushing clouds had filled the scene and I was excited that I had got a decent shot from this spot.
It was really difficult to process this one as I was trying to balance the super bright highlights with the overall base exposure. And I went with a cooler white balance here to try and make the scene feel more neutral and pristine.
Crater Lake National Park, Oregon
March 2022
I'm having a pretty stressful time in my life, but luckily photography gets me a temporary escape from it.
This is the last photo from this shot, I don't know when I will have this fog again, but it probably won't be soon :(
Have a nice weekend!
Another view of the Snowy Mountains Highway as it enters Bredbo on the NSW Monaro. Traffic heading away from the coastal bushfires but still have to negotiate about 100km of dense smoke en route to Canberra.
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
This most beautiful Mangrove use to be one of my favorites for some time and I have been fortunate to have seen it in the best light and under a blanket of stars. Yeah, I also had an awesome time with 2 good friends from Hong Kong. Thinking of you :-)
Unfortunately the magic is gone and now remains memory in my images. Campers have used the timber as firewood and the weather has done some damage...it's unreturnable.
Enjoy my other tree :-)
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The lovely movie "De beentje van Sint Hidegard" (the bones of Saint Hildegard) is strangely translated to Mariage Escape. It is a movie in Twents dialect and even the Dutch version has subtitles.
This gas station is in one of the scenes. the main female character (Johanna ter Steeg) has just told her husband (Herman Finkers) that she cannot cope with his new approach of life and they split up. While filling up her car a tearjerker is played on the loudspeakers of the gas station. A man next to her starts to cry. She looks at him puzzled and he says he just has to cry when he hears the song. She starts to cry along with him, obviously for other reasons though.
Fun fact for me: This is very close to my house :-)
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This is Edward, a White Stork who escaped from his wildlife park and ended up at LIDL supermarket in Coalville, Leicestershire, presumably for the fish.
He has now been returned home
The car park at Sainsburys came as no surprise. It seemed I’d picked my moment well though, as one motorhome space had just been vacated as I arrived, and despite the mass of humanity milling over the concourse between their vehicles and the entrance to the superstore, I reversed into it without issue and went in. Here was Christmas, right in front of me, people scowling at each other in the annual bunfight for the last pack of pigs in blankets and chasing about the place in search of cranberry sauce. Does anyone buy cranberry sauce at any other time of year? When did you last have brandy butter with your eggnog in August? I was only here because neither of us had summoned up the nerve to go shopping recently, and I needed something for lunch. It wasn’t my finest ever piece of pre-togging preparation, but some time later I emerged with a sandwich, a bag of crisps, a bottle of something that was allegedly full of pulped red berries, and a fruit salad that had been reduced in price before it started to grow fur. Quite why I resisted a flaky steak pasty from the Cornish Oven just along the road, I really can’t say. I waited for a gap in the mayhem and pulled away from the car park - away from the madness in my escape to sanity.
I used to like the fact that Christmas delivered ten or eleven days away from the office, but now that I don’t work anymore, the one big plus that the festive season brings no longer applies. In fact now that almost everyone else is at leisure too, it’s merely a big noisy headache, full of the same collection of tedious earworms being played at me on an endless loop by people who claim to enjoy all of this enforced jollity. Much to our mutual relief, Ali and I have stopped buying each other presents. We much prefer to spend our money on holidays. All those anxious years of wondering “how much should I spend?” or “how many presents should I get her?” when I knew that she was having exactly the same struggle. Neither of us misses trying to guess at what the other neither needs nor desires each year. All we really want is an untapped supply of cheese and chocolate, and if one of us has a burning desire for a new lens or a sewing machine, we get it when we can afford to. We don’t miss trudging around busy shopping centres in a state of unbridled panic either. Call me Mr Grinch, but I really don’t care. This year I opened junior ISA investments for my two tiny grandchildren, my children each received a copy of “Tales From the Edge,” my photobook of stories from Cornwall (whether they liked it or not), other family members and a very small number of friends received a copy of the Dom Haughton Photography 2024 calendar (again, whether they liked it or not), and that was it. All from my PC in a safe and quiet place where no strangers would invade my personal space and reach past me to grab a bottle of Bucks Fizz before supplies run out. Besides which, we don’t have any Bucks Fizz in the house. Not even at Christmas.
Where I was heading now, things would be much more to my liking. I knew more or less where I wanted to take my shots from, and although it would only be a couple of hours until sunset, it was a place where only a few would venture on an afternoon in deepest December. And finally, after a number of foiled attempts in recent visits, I managed to find somebody who could help me register as a local resident and park here for free. If you live in Cornwall, wander into the hotel reception with your driving licence and they’ll help you save a small fortune in parking charges. Don’t say you never learned anything useful here. Well not if your home is west of the Tamar at any rate.
A few years ago I came to the cliffs between Land’s End and Sennen Cove at more or less the same time of year, no doubt for exactly the same reasons, to take a long exposure of the sunset glow, and despite somehow having left my ball head at home, I balanced the camera on top of the tripod and improvised. Somehow I got a reasonable result that day, but it was a composition I felt was worth returning to. Except I didn’t quite return to it because I was drawn into a telephoto view instead. Sheltering from a stiff breeze in the shadow of an enormous granite boulder, Longships Lighthouse became the focal point once again, as did the sense of depth offered by the waves cracking over the cluster of rocks at the edge of the mainland and the reef in between. I did try a few longer exposures, but the breaking water and the endless movement of the gulls were winning me over. Even on a relatively benign day, there was plenty of action to keep me interested, but I made a mental note to come and sit in the lee of this rock again when things get tasty out there.
Across the land to the east of me, those endless Christmas tunes were being piped into homes and bustling supermarkets, whether the occupants wanted to hear them or not, but here I was safe from the excesses of my fellow humans. And while I would have to rejoin the rest of the world tomorrow and do Christmas stuff, today was all about headspace. Personal space too for that matter - apart from the provisions stop at Sainsbury’s in Penzance on the way here. It was only later, as I opened the not yet furry fruit salad, that the sky put on a technicolour extravaganza. But that’s another story for next time.
The last of the light in the sky above Arran and Little Cumbrae. A 66 second exposure with the big stopper and a 3 stop ND grad.
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Non ho mai sentito la parola "evasione"
senza che il sangue pulsasse più veloce,
senza un'improvvisa speranza,
o un tentativo di volare.
I never hear the word "escape"
Without a quicker blood,
A sudden expectation,
a flying attitude!
Emily Dickinson
A local lake that I went to take pictures during the sunset. I didn't manage to stay for the sunset though as there was this creepy guy watching me. I didn't even get any good pictures of the lake this is about it.
My mom found her Polaroid camera and it has 10(well now 9) expired pictures in it. I can't wait to use it :D
Explore #484
Like so many, we experience cabin fever after spending several months at home in isolation. We escaped to nature for a photoshoot at a nearby trail in Cupertino, California. We had fun experimenting with different poses. Here she is walking across a foot bridge.
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Part of the fencing at the local welsh high school. Is this their escape route?!
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One of of the reasons why I enjoy photography is because it gives me the chance to escape the blame game at work and co-workers getting frustrated at me for no apparent reason. When it really comes down to it, photography gives me the chance to escape the madness of the work week and escape the real world for at least a couple hours.
If the light doesn't work out for me while out on a photo excursion, I'll try to make the most of things and at least enjoy the sunrise and nature. Watching the sun rising never gets old. It's always different. With each different weather condition brings different light qualities. Each light quality brings a different feel to a scene. I especially like mornings when it's a little chilly out and I have to patiently wait for the sun to warm things up. It's such a great feeling to feel the sun light hit my face as it peeks over the horizon!
When I'm out doing photography, there's no one telling me I need to do this or that (do people know how to ask these days?). At that moment, I'm in my own little world. I get the chance to capture a moment in time. It's my own time. I can wait as long as it takes to get what I want. I don't have to worry about budgets or being productive. It's just nature and I.
Unfortunately, work is one of those things one needs to do to get by in life. At least in my life I have a way to escape.
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Marrakesh, Morocco
A very pleasant and relaxing time in a calm and soothing environment @ "Les bains de Marrakesh" Spa. A delightful escape for the body and mind. I definitely recommend that place if you visit Marrakesh.
Peony is escaping the dull drums of being indoors all winter with a little snow shoeing on a sunny day.
Pretty Peony Blythe
My Scene Barbie clothes
Snow shoes - from a thrift store ornament
My yard