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Although a common sparrow of brushy pastures and old fields (Cornell Bird Guide), this was a lifer for me. This male (and nearby female) were busily feeding their nestlings. A hearty thanks to David Cree, who is now paying the price with umpteen chigger bites.
Luckily a field fairly close to me is filling up with poppies in and amongst the farmers crops, it looks so lovely near or from afar.
LA: Melampyrum arvense
EN: Field cow-wheat
DE: Acker-Wachtelweizen
HU: Mezei csormolya
On this shot one can see the black dots on the bottom side of the bracts, that are nectar glands to attract ants. The plant needs them to distribute its seeds.
Taken at one of the poppy fields near Badminton a couple of weeks ago.
- A 2 Stop Grad Filter was used to help control the exposure for the sky.
Esta foto se la dedico a Madriguera. Ella es una de mis favoritas en flickr, me encanta su vitalidad que se refleja en sus fotos y sus comentarios.
Esta foto es mejor que la de tu vaco, jajaja!
Model: Thalia
So many pictures from today, I'm sure I'll be putting more up tomorrow, but for now, I'm pretty sure it's time for bed :-)
四點多就到這邊,利用等夕陽時間亂亂拍!
I arrived here early, just take a shot at the "little mountain" during waiting sunset.
Foggy field in December, Mazovia, Poland. Vintage Mamiya Press with Mamiya-Sekor 90/3.5, 6x7 film back and Kodak 400 TMY2 developed with Kodak T-max kit. Scan by Epson V600.
Target Field, the first year home of the Minnesota Twins, the day after the Twins clinched the division title, hopefully a World Series is on the horizon!
"Yellow Canola Field" by Patti Deters. This bright yellow field of rapeseed (aka Canola or 'Brassica napus') stretches for miles in the rural countryside, along with other agriculture such as the hay straw bales seen in the background. If you like this image, I invite you to please share or see my main image gallery (floral, plants, and more) at patti-deters.pixels.com/featured/yellow-canola-field-patt....
For me, the visual and the auditory intertwine. When encountering a beautiful natural scene, my senses engulf me. Many times a song that particularly moves me will spontaneously begin playing in my head. So for one of my favorite places, one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard. I surrender. With open arms I let it wash over me. From this day.
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
No amount of post processing could possibly capture the beauty of this day. I went over and over touching this and tweaking that to make this photo look like what I saw through the viewfinder at this very moment. This is a moment that every photographer has.. the moment when you find yourself in the midst of a perfect shot and all you can do is press the button over and over again...
It might not be the best to everyone, but to you, it is pure beauty and you can't seem to get enough. Once you are on the editing table, you spend countless hours (maybe) tweaking this and that and NOTHING seems to work, nothing can capture that moment like it was when you looked at that scene...
This is because you have left the moment, and you are thinking that it has something to do with the visual stimulation, but it wasn't that, it was the moment you had, the connection you made with that moment of beauty, when the universe opened up to you and you really saw beauty in its simplest form, that is why it is so hard to convey.
I give up, this is the shot with no additives, just me, my camera, the sun, this field, the feeling on my face as the wind ran across, the sound of the field and a great friend with me to enjoy the moment.
This is why we do what we do, this is what drives us, these moments.
it doesn't matter if you like it, it doesn't matter how many views or likes or comments, it is this moment I had to share that was when I was exposed to the beauty of our world. I would so like to share with you how it felt. I was beside myself in the most simplest of places, I just pulled over for a moment and I was embraced by a scene that visually reminded me of how beautiful our world is. Once more having someone to share it with was much more than I could ever ask for.
This scene immediately made me think of this song (even though this is corn) which is one of my favorites:
------ Sting: Fields of Gold ---
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
Created with fd's Flickr Toys A minimal landscape, 5 x 7 inches on a wc card. This is the view from the south window of my studio this October evening. I used deep, wet washes with a lot of paint for the glow.
Rice has always been the most common crop in Japan. The volcanic activity of the island makes the soil very acidic which makes growing rice ideal.
These days, however, the popularity and consumption of rice is decreasing rapidly as more and more people turn to bread and other Western foods. Not only that, but the rice fields themselves are disappearing. Young people don’t want to be farmers, so no one is replacing the aging ones. No one is quite sure what is to come of this situation.
If you look closely, you can see some school kids hanging out in the photo. I suppose a patch of rice fields is as good a place as any to avoid adults and get some privacy.
There were the occasional mini-sunflowers in the wheat fields at Cadwell Farm in Hitchin - Hitchin Lavender.
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Taken with Rolleicord Va using Fujifilm Velvia 100
Noratus cemetery or Noraduz cemetery (Armenian: Նորատուսի գերեզմանատուն) is a medieval cemetery with a large number of early khachkars located in the village of Noratus, Gegharkunik marz near Gavar and Lake Sevan, 90 km north of Yerevan. The cemetery has the largest cluster of khachkars in the republic of Armenia. It is currently the largest surviving cemetery with khachkars following the destruction of the khachkars in Old Julfa, Nakhichevan by the government of Azerbaijan.
The oldest khachkars in the cemetery date back to the late 10th century. During the revival of the khachkar tradition in the 16-17th centuries many khachkars were built under the yoke of the Safavid Empire when oriental influences seeped into Armenian art. Three master carvers from this period carved khachkars in Noraduz, the most notable of whom was Kiram Kazmogh (1551-1610), his contemporaries were Arakel and Meliset.
The cemetery is spread over a seven hectare field containing almost a thousand khachkars each of them depicting unique ornamentation. The majority of the khachkars are covered by moss and lichen. Several tombstones in the cemetery depict carved scenes of weddings and farm life.
(Wikipedia)
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Visiting the famous khachkar field of Noratus wast a must on our to do list when traveling around the Sevan lake; indeed, the place is both magical and spiritual, with history of past centuries that may be almost touched when one strolls through the area...
Two brick walls - one on left about 20 feet in front of the wall on the right...sun highlighting the edge of the darker wall
Helloo!
While I was on holidays in Paris, we went to see a friend of my mom who has a huge country house near the city with garden really beautiful. The house is surrounded by fields and we loved it... even Souki.
She stared at the fields for a long moment...