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One of my attempts at the "Macro Mondays" theme "Red and Green".
HSS!
Shot with an Agfa "101-124 mm F 5.6" lens on a Canon EOS R5.
Die Schachblume, auch Schachbrettblume oder Kiebitzei genannt, ist eine Pflanzenart aus der Familie der Liliengewächse. Sie wird als Zierpflanze verwendet und wurde zur Blume des Jahres 1993 gewählt.
The checkered flower, also called checkered flower or lapwing, is a plant species from the lily family. It is used as an ornamental plant and was voted Flower of the Year in 1993.
When you enlarge this sunset photograph you'll be able to see the ebb and flow of the water around these old wooden pylons.
Hamburg - Moments
Hermann Claudius and the Hamburg Underground
In the Jungfernstieg underground station near Hamburg's City Hall, the alert observer sees some strange signs. On one is written:
"The century's seven
maidens have remained the same.
And I old oak stake
stand here at the same mark."
I hear the message, but the meaning is far from me. But wait, there is indeed a pole, illuminated and full of sculptures. It is an old driven pile that was uncovered during the construction of the Hamburg underground in the 1930s. It belonged to the weir built around 1250 on the Alstermühlendamm - a forerunner of today's Jungfernstieg. History at your fingertips - great. A construction worker is also commemorated here. Otto Liss had an accident during the difficult construction work in November 1932 and died shortly afterwards. Visit Hamburg's history in an unusual place - take the underground.
Artist-Abhinav Vats.
Ink and acrylic on paper.
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A small section from the top of Cliff Gilker Falls, becomes its own tiny world. A scaled-down version of the larger. The smooth flow of water in a "close encounter", becomes an elegant and dynamic landscape. The golden coloured rocks help define edges, while the water takes us on a small journey of its own.
Spring time in the park and there are a multitude of compositions. However, the rocky rim limits my movement, and has me teetering with caution. This somewhat personal or intimate landscape leaves me wondering about the minute worlds hidden from my view.
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from nisargadatta maharaj: “wisdom tells me i am nothing. love tells me i am everything. between the two my life flows.”
Full Flow
We have just spent the last few days in Glencoe in which we had some mixed conditions weather wise. This is the River Coupall looking towards Buachaille Etive Mor, heavy rain over the previous days lead to a very full flowing river and with late afternoon light helping to enhance the mood.
The River Coupall, Glen Coe
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Sony FE16-35mm f4
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© Brian Kerr Photography 2016
Close-up of the waterfall near the entrance of the natural park of Ribeira dos Caldeirões on São Miguel island, the Azores.
I adore waterfalls. Why, you ask? Oh, there are many reasons I could cite. How much time do you have?
Talking about time (and waterfalls), one thing I like about waterfalls is how they flow at a constant rate as if there is no need to keep an eye on the time. As if, they themselves are the Time, flowing constantly in one direction for no reason and with no regret whatsoever.
PS: I have been to the beautiful Shenandoah NP twice, but didn't post a photo thereof for any particular reason. That changes now.
My favorite time to be on the beach is when the tide is coming in. Bulging waves roll up further and further, until they overtake the dry sand. They bring with them treasures from the deep. It’s exciting when the ocean leans forward to say hello, as it were.
Contrary to every instinct, we spend most of our modern lives trapped in square boxes, whether in vehicles or buildings, and also in mental boxes, and we languish in our prison of stasis. There, we obsess about power struggles. Could it be because we have cut ourselves off from the experience of nature’s power?
The tide is coming in. Plump waves are rolling up the beach. Tidda responds. She becomes animated. She feels the spirit of the sea rising and we both feel the energy. The breath of life enters us. My mood lifts. I laugh and feel playful. We have stepped into nature’s flow of power. When the tide rises, all rise together. When it sinks, all sink together.