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I was hoping for a sunrise on the lake, but instead, mother nature cloaked everything in fog. I'm not complaining- I love the eerie call of loons across a hazy lake.
That's my mom on the bench. She's a trooper- when I said I needed someone in the frame as a subject, she walked all the way over!
❧ this is her best side
mapping her immersive interior
a state of mind
transmitting a tradition deeply rooted in her connection
to a source whose language is truly a divine beauty
which brings all the colours of her life here in the now;
and a worldview that involves the interpretation of
the natural universe based on traditions -
which favored what was right for the soul in charge,
but not what was convenient or preferable
to those in charge with wings of desire;
nor to those whose effect on us is half realizing
there are no secondary characters which are ignored
little by little... her everyday moments
begin to encompass more characters, more generations...
precious signs of what's to come and above all,
these beautiful bonds that are formed in full circle
whose effect is to be in state of constant awe
Pavane pour une infante défunte, M. 19
2.5 million light-years
as above, so below; as outside, as inside.
she is from the sea, she is from the sun
she is from the pond, as she is from beyond her self
would you care to belong
to her auto-portrait of
our universal inner smile? ❧
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🎶
“What is belonging?” we ask. She says, “Where loneliness ends.”
― Rivers Solomon, The Deep
Two photos taken with Reflex-Nikkor 500mm f/8 N plus Nikon Teleconverter TC-14B 1.4x and stitched together with GIMP
I assume it is the mother who had her nest just around the corner
And four months later from the same spot are these three of the siblings?
The Descendants of the Dragon
www.youtube.com/watch?v=NCaH-qqTWpk
古老的東方有一群人
他們全都是龍的傳人
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Entered in the Flickr Social April 2023 EXPLORE TakeOver #EarthDay ,
in the Flickr21thBirthday Challenge theme Family.
and in the Contest 'The Many Faces of Mom'.
There we have the puppies together with the parents (in the centre, left Blu and right on top of him Luce -the beautiful Lutino yellow one with the red head-, his wife and mother of the two brat puppies shared before in many shots and here to the far left and far right).
It's amazing how colourful they are and the different tones and hues of their plumage.
Although Luce is wild, not as domestic as her partner Blu, she is very sweet and I could luckily photograph her with the entire family. It's been a little complicated to have them all focused and rightly framed as they like to play and they always move a lot but with some patience I could get some acceptable photos.
This is the first time I show the Mom Luce while the Daddy is already showed on top of a pink orchid flower in my stream.
Blu (who is actually green and peach headed), has a story: he is widower of the first wife, so their previous owners gave him Luce...They fell in love and got their first 4 babies in their previous family last year. Since when I've adopted this couple, they felt immediately at ease and rapidly got two more puppies (in the photo) that daily make us all very happy. Next week the siblings will be 2 months old, they are still children, just quit the baby food and are finishing weaning. They've learnt to fly about 2 weeks ago.
As we can't fly, we love to give flying lessons to the puppies :-)
All their lil steps in growing, their endeavours & progresses are magic moments for us all and it is indeed a privilege for me to photograph them in the different aspects of their daily routines and capture some unespected surprises they always reserve to us. Their affection is always showed by them and completely reciprocated.
Photographed free in-door in natural daylight on a black background on top of a real bonsai trunk.
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Entered in the Flickr Social Nov. 2022 EXPLORE TakeOver #Animals
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Ducks in a pond in Florida. The building reflections give the impression of a 3D space due to the ripples from the ducks. The "stars" are highlighted bubbles picking up the early morning light.
her given name was hazel marie, but she has always been known as marie. nevertheless, when i spotted this metal screen on a market street restaurant, i thought i'd use it to commemorate her 99th birthday today. studio photo was taken when she was 20. happy birthday, mom!
Here's another shot from my late August (of 2022) trip to the Svartkällsskogens nature reserve which ended in an involontary swim (long story here: www.flickr.com/photos/tinyturtle/52324967245/).
Finding a spider with slings on the back like this immediately tells us it is a wolf spider - and of course a female.
But getting the exact species is a little trickier. This is one of the species in the Pardosa lugubris group, P. saltans, P. alacris and of course P. lugubris. They, especially the females, are extremely similar so the ID here ends with Pardosa in the lugubris group.
If you zoom in on the spiderlings clinging to their mother's abdomen, you'll see that they have blue legs. This isn't an external colour, but actually the hemolymph, the spiderlings' blood showing through the insanely thin exoskeleton of their legs.
Unlike mammalian blood which uses hemoglobin, containing iron to transport oxygen, spiders have hemocyanin with copper, making it light blue instead.
Part 1 here: www.flickr.com/photos/tinyturtle/52332974892/
My mom is in her eighties and she suffers from dementia. She has always been a chique lady, and still she is playfull and loves to pose for the camera. Eyes are always a topic, as she blames her bad eyesight for all the oddities her dementia is causing.
Autumn is Inevitable
Life is far more behind me
Than it is ahead of me.
How is it that when I finally understand
That I am a mere vapour
Or drop of dew that quickly fades,
I am become the one I never imagined.
How is it that like all youth
I longed to be older?
Assuming the callow fallacy
That doing as I pleased
Was freedom.
Childhood seemed a cage
That withheld me from my dreams,
Until I learned maturing
Bore the fetters of responsibility and onus
And the dreams of youth were worn away and
Forgotten like long lost toys.
I have had my spring when everything
Was new and bright until
The luminous sun lessened the
Shadows of summer until the first traces
Of the inevitable autumn.
No longer adorned by youth, I know
Vanity is vanity,
Though allure had its day.
Green eyes still stare back at me
When I gaze at some mirror,
But gravity is a law
That judges all.
Grooves and furrows are begun
Though not yet the corrugation
That imprints the very aged.
The proud strides of youth
Will become a shuffle
The far seeing eyes
Will lose their focus
The lustrous hair,
Thin and gossamer wisps.
I do wonder as I have been warned I would,
Whether I have been
Worthy of the years I have been allotted.
I was warned that the things
I could never undo or unsay
Would be replayed in my mind like shadows.
Who needs grace
More than the old?
Until everything stops,
And everything fades,
And I breathe my last,
And there is eternity.
C.Hill, 2021
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- Praia Grande, Portugal -
This is one of my favourite photos of my Mum and I and is how I would like to remember her.
My Mum was always immaculate in her appearance and would spend hours with her hair. I remember going to the hairdressers this day to have my hair styled, but I didn't like it.
Having just celebrated the 80th anniversary of VE Day, my mind is taken back to what my Mum used to tell me about being evacuated from London to the countryside and I cannot imagine what she went through.
My father had TB and was in hospital during the war so could not go into active service.
Sadly he died at the age of 45 from cancer. My mother missed him terribly after 20 years of marriage (as did I) and never really came to terms with her life without him, although she lived into her 80s..
Shot with A Nikon F Photomic Camera on Kwajalein Atoll in 1964.
It’s wonderful that they’re still beautiful 😍
Enjoying the breezes and each other in Charlotteville, Tobago, Trinidad and Tobago.
HFF!
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This is a portrait I have taken of the great dancer Anna Halprin who died in 2021 at the age of 100.
I attended one of the last workshops she gave on her famous deck in the redwoods close to San Francisco and it made me very very happy.
She was an Icon and had a strong influence on me.
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A selfie with mom at her 83rd birthday. She lives in a sheltered housing, and this was the only mirror I could find.
Mom's home, Rungsted.
"Happy Mother's Day, dear Momma Lou, I'm still missing you" said Carter to his lovely Momma.
Poodle, Dog in Jeweled Frame & Peacock feathers, my photos.
Rose, from Pixabay.
BG purchased from DS.
Butterfly, purchased from Renderosity.
There's NO AI in this image.
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- Candlelit Light Painting -
Another shot of the last calla that was not yet withered, among those gifted to me, painted with the light of a handheld candle
at the feeble morning twilight, just before dawn, hence the slight bluish hue.
'Accarezzami, Madre' ! 'Caress me, Mother' !
Freely inspired at a beautiful, very educational book: the auto biographic novel by Diego della Palma (2008 issue Sperling & Kupfer).
My work is especially dedicated to all those who suffered of lack of tenderness from their parents. Among all the bad things that can occur in a family relationship, the lack of affection and cuddling is maybe not the most terrible issue but, probably, the most miserable one and can provoke deep unspeakable griefs that may survive the same sufferer...
To all of them,
a pure white flower,
out of the dark,
into the Light.
White Angel
More in my Candlelight Painting Album and in the Callas & Amaryllis Studies.
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Taken in the sixties while dad was serving in the army in Aden . Found this in the loft on an old slide so forgive the quality .