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I think every photographer has a place that often eludes their vision or expectation. For whatever reason since 2011 the conditions at the Firefalls have prevented me from getting a decent image. After seeing some incredible shots this year I reluctantly went back to Horsetail for my fourth time in 8 years.
This year I found redemption with my expectations completely blown out of the water. Strong Northeast winds created an incredible scene with Horsetail Falls and snow blowing off the top of El Capitan filling the air with glowing mist.
My wife and youngest son were there to witness this special event with me. That was the best!
Great shooting alongside John Fox @omnitrigger and many other great photographers.
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For a long time, high fog also had the highest heights of the Black Forest under control - the hoar frost on the trees is evidence of this. A strong wind brings a change, for the first time the sun rises again. Wind and sun bring hope for the trees to be relieved of their heavy burden...
"Like the best kind of expectation. Ice cream expectation. Chocolate expectation."
Sarah Addison Allen, The Sugar Queen
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“In theo-drama it is God’s stage; the decisive content of the actions is what he does: God and man will never appear as equal partners. It is God who acts, on man, for man and then together with man; the involvement of man in the divine action is part of God’s action, not a precondition of it.” -Balthasar, Theo-Drama, vol. 1, Prolegomena, trans. Graham Harrison (San Francisco: Ignatius, 1983), 18.
What we love we shall grow to resemble.
-St. Bernard of Clairvaux
2024-09-12, Day 6
The saddle of Atlas Pass provides an expansive view of the tundra-clad uplands with the Donjek River flanked in the distance by an ocean of mountains, Kluane National Park, Yukon. After this sight, one turns over the hump of Atlas Pass and bids the Donjek Valley farewell.
There is no trail to Atlas Pass, though a number of folks infected with an inexplicable love of total solitude have found its barren heights. The ruddy-colored ridge in the middle of the frame turns to willow as it slopes downward toward Expectation Pass, and it was here on the previous day that we encountered five Grizzly Bears, though it was impossible to tell whether some of them might have been the same bear seen more than once.
As we ascended the slopes toward our present vantage, we encountered a herd of Dall Sheep (Ovis dalli) gleaning sustenance from the late-season vegetation. They paid us very little heed, and a couple of the older rams reclined amongst the boulders and were so unperturbed they did not deign to rise as we made our way slowly past and upward. Including the number we saw on the previous day on the other side of Expectation Pass, the total number of Dall Sheep with which we crossed paths in this drainage alone counted somewhere near sixty.
I cannot stop thinking about this country with its animals and vast wildness.
The Expectation is to Stop and Smell the Roses
But in the mountains there are only wildflowers to enjoy
So I will stop to live that moment
No speed involved to my finish line
Just the day, a moment, and a vista like none other
I could always sing and give Julie Andrews a run for the money
I am all alone with only the trees and birds to share my company
So hike your own hike
Speed to adventure, if you must
And explore the planet we all share
You might just find me with my shoes and socks off
And only a smile as I sit and take in a view.
Another work of short poetry or prose to complement the image captured one afternoon in Big Bend National Park at a roadside pullout along the main Basin road. The view is looking to the west across the Chisos Basin area to The Windows off in the distance. Because of the several thousand foot decline in elevation present across this national park landscape, I had to angle my Nikon SLR camera slightly downward to capture a more sweeping view. The more distant peaks and mountains would be pushed higher into the image but leave enough for me to include some of the blue skies and clouds above.
For processing the image, I chose to work with Aurora HDR Pro to better bring that complete setting in the image. I later exported a TIFF image to DxO?PhotoLab 4 where I did some final adjustments with contrast, saturation and brightness for the final image.
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Contrary to expectation, Uluru (Ayer Rock) is not Australia's largest rock. That honor goes to Mt Augustus, pictured above.
Mt Augustus is up to two and half times bigger than Uluru, covers 4,700 hectare and is 717 meters at its peak. It is an ancient rock known as an ''ínselberg", that is, an island mountain rising above the alluvial plain. The rock supports a variety of vegetation species, as well as birds and other wildlife.
I don't know who this photographer was, but he was certainly hopeful of things improving or a miracle piece of light appearing from the grey gloom!
I had made a stupid o'clock dart down from North Lancashire on the promise of mist and a sunrise in the Castleton area of the Peak District. That saw me on top of the cliffs at Winnats Pass around 4.30 am to witness first hand the incessant grey drizzle casting its damp gloom on my vision of a glowing sun over a serene inversion. I stuck it out forlornly for an hour before trudging my way through the gloom back to the car.
In hope rather than any sense of expectation, I made my way here to Cavedale and wandered up to this spot, with the view back down the gorge to Peveril Castle. I saw this guy set up and thought, "this will be as good as it gets" and took a shot. There were a couple of hardy TOG's in the valley. But I didn't hang around long as it was pretty clear things were not going to get any better, any time soon. I then went to Padley Gorge where I got soaked before having a cooked breakfast in the village of "Hope"!
Waiting for breakfast on a cold and frosty morning in Dunham Park. Time for a cuppa for me too I think
Patient expectation, I cannot emphasize enough, is epistemologically essential to the anticipatory understanding of everything. Anticipatory patience assumes that only the most trivial truths land in our laps without waiting. The deepest truths always take time and come with a price.
-God after Einstein What’s Really Going On in the Universe? John F. Haught
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শঙ্কা আর দীর্ঘশ্বাস জাগে। তবু বড় প্রিয় এ দৃশ্য জেলে পল্লীর নারীদের কাছে। তীরের কাছাকাছি মৎস শিকারী নৌযান আসার শব্দ শুনলেই সেদিকে ছুটে যায় ঘরের ছোট্ট বাচ্চারা। ভাবে, সমুদ্রে মাছ শিকারে যাওয়া বাবা ফিরলো বুঝি । তাদের ছুটে যেতে দেখে মায়েদের মনেও আশা আর নিরাশা জাগে একই সাথে। তারা একবার ভাবে, কত দিন কেটে গেছে। স্বামী হয়ত আজই বাড়ি ফিরবে। আবার ভাবে, নাহ - দু সপ্তাহের কথা বলে গিয়েছিলো। তা হতে এখনো তিন দিন বাকি। ছেলেটা আজও বাবার কাছে যাওয়ার বায়না ধরে কাঁদতে কাঁদতে ঘুমিয়ে পড়বে। এসব ভাবতে ভাবতে অজান্তেই মৃদু বা ভারী দীর্ঘশ্বাস বেড়িয়ে আসে। তাদের নিথর প্রত্যাশা বড় জীবন্ত হয়ে ফুটে থাকে সন্তানদের চোখে । ছবিটি বাংলাদেশের উপকূলীয় জেলা পটুয়াখালীর সমুদ্র ঘেঁষা গ্রাম কুয়াকাটা থেকে তোলা। - Here rises uncertainty and deep sigh. Still this view is very satisfying to the women of fishermen’s quarter. Kids rush to the seashore from their home as soon as they hear the sound of a fishermen's boat near the beach. They think their fisherman father may have returned. While watching them rushing toward the seashore, their mothers also seem hopeful and despair at the same time. They think long time have passed their husbands went to work. May be he will return today. Again they think- No, He said he will return within a couple of weeks. Still three days are left to that couple of weeks to be over. The son insists to go to his father yet and sleeps crying. A long breath comes out while thinking all these. Their tranquil expectations remain lively in the eyes of their kids. This picture was taken at the village ‘Kuakata’ adjoining to the seashore in the coastal district ‘Patuakhali’ of Bangladesh.
Despite the rain, Dad brought his brood to the feeder yesterday. Although they were perfectly capable of feeding themselves every time he approached they put on a vigorous display of wing flapping and chattering.
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Candid eye contact street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Black and white re-edit of a previously published colour shot captured in May 2017. One of my all-time favourite candid shots from Glasgow. Enjoy!
Evie waiting for a snowball to come her way :) We had snow Thursday and she loves snow, its pretty much melted now, but fun while it lasted. Evie's face says it all lol. I love that curl of fur on her muzzle.
Timber trestle bridges were extensively used in the 19th century, from 1 to 3 per cent of the total length of the average railroad.
Many timber trestles were built in the 19th and early 20th centuries with the expectation that they would be temporary. Timber trestles were used to get the railroad to its destination. Once the railroad was running, it was used to transport the material to replace trestles with more permanent works.