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Seemingly unorganized and frenetic northern lights again last night. Good colors and brightness, better than the night before.
(Frantic Friday here in Lapland, must get going as prime delivery due on 25th, no excuses allowed for late delivery.......)
Verrà l’inverno, la più metafisica delle stagioni. la più propizia all’immaginazione e alle amicizie. La terra si fa bruna, i rami si fanno neri, le erbe e le stoppie, tutto un mondo piegherà le vertebre al sonno. Soltanto il vento taglierà le nuvole. Nevicherà, se farà abbastanza freddo: allora la terra e il cielo si confonderanno, la neve cancellerà siepi e muretti, i confini delle villette qua attorno. Dentro gli appartamenti c’è già chi si affiderà alle paraboliche per essere ancora più solo, io mi affiderò alle parole per raffigurare il suono della neve. Fra tutte, sceglierò le lettere più morbide – la lettera a, la lettera e, la lettera o, la elle la emme la enne – e le parole che ne siano più ricche; cercherò di disporle con cura, in giaciture che ricordino le sinuosità distese di una donna in penombra, poi, scostando le tende della finestra più ampia, confronterò il bianco del foglio col bianco dell’inverno e forse, nel farlo, mi commuoverò, perché commuoversi non significa piangere, ma muoversi insieme alle cose, averne il medesimo ritmo, il medesimo passo, il medesimo polso; forse lascerò lo sguardo andare nella neve, lo lascerò libero nel bianco, con la disposizione dell’amante che si lascia annientare dalle carezze di chi è amato; un piede, un nuovo piede nella neve e l’orma si farà ombra e tutto, per un istante, sarà dimenticato, alle mie spalle il primo – l’imo – lampo di carbonio che ci precipitò alla terra, nudi.
P. Cappello La mela di Newton in Il dio del mare Prose ed interventi
Frantically setting up and taking numerous long-exposure shots of the waterfall, time was pressing as the light was dimming in the gorge. A scramble out in low light, or heaven forbid darkness, would be very treacherous. However, just before packing it all away, I looked back down the creek bed, swung the tripod around and grabbed one more shot.
Furiously reeling in his line after just hooking a fish, this fisherman looked a bit frantic as the 25000 ton bulk of the Algoma Sault was bearing down on him. Leaving harbor, the ship was being winched backwards along the jetty and everyone had been warned ahead of time to clear away. These guys seemed to ignore that until the last moment. One of his buddies ran over, grabbed a net, and helped land the fish with little time to spare.
I spent a very pleasant few hours at Gunwalloe on Tuesday, bagging a few new rock abstracts and then put the wide angle on and wandered along the shore line as the tide gently pushed in. Once the waves picked up a bit I managed to grab this one, which looked quite dramatic in the overcast conditions. If interested in 1-2-1 workshops then please get in touch.
Running around like a lunatic in an unfamiliar location trying to find a composition before the magic finished.
I've been busy the last few weeks (work) and I haven't had much time for photos. Apparently while I've been frantically working, my minifigs decided to build an active volcano on my kitchen table :-) Last night I found the new female Volcano Scientist photographing the lava. I hope they clean up the mess :-)
I'm trying to get back into the swing of taking pictures especially since the Olympics are starting today :-)
Frantic activity in the thick of the bush a few metres away. To and fro they fly. So I stood still and waited. Sure enough in a minute one flew up to a safe vantage point to have a look at the photographer. In a second or two, presumably satisfied I was only human, it was back to work I the dense bush.
Public entertainment near the water's edge, London.
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This is absolutely me these days....frantic.....
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These ants were in such a hurry they just knocked over an ant. A friend had accidently opened up this fire ant nest, so I ran to get my macro setup and started snapping. I had so much fun and I've wanted to get some pictures of ant larvae for a while now
Without you, there is no time
The bee acquires the stillness of a stone
And nature's frantic flap assumes a stationary stance.
Colour fades and life is held as though in heavy glass
The swift, suspended inches from her nest
Will there remain 'til after you return.
for my Elastigirl
Piping Plover (Charadrius melodus) Status: Near Threatened
Little round Piping Plovers hide in plain sight on sandy ocean and lake shores, blending right in with their sandy gray backs. It's not until they scurry down the sand on their orange legs that you're likely to spot these big-eyed shorebirds with a sharp black collar and an orange bill. They nest in soft sand away from the water's edge along the Atlantic Coast, Great Plains, and Great Lakes. They are endangered due to habitat loss, disturbance, and predation.
Piping Plovers are on the U.S. endangered species list, so if you see one don't get too close. If one starts frantically calling or feigning injury, back away carefully as there may be an almost invisible nest nearby - AllAboutBirds.org
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Cooper's Beach, South Hampton, New York
Frantic camera lens change and photos. It was getting dark and the light was low but this is the photo of the bunch I like the best.
Sometimes. ..sad. ..Sometimes ...proud ..Sometimes. ...frantic. ...Sometimes so bleak...Sometimes. .calculus...Sometimes the thing we see when we close our eyes.
Yes it was a bit frantic. After a bit of a wander, I timed things to get back to this tree for some late light. Instead of clouds, I was outdone by the rain on this occasion. The rain is what you can see in the background, just before it got to me. No time to explore compositions unfortunately.
This sadly was the best I could do with NS 287 since I was in the middle of setting up my lites when the headlight became visible through the trees, hence why this isn’t my greatest work either. After having seen a number leading, I can now finally say I actually have a shot of one of these UP tier 4 ACe’s. 11-20-22
This young hen kestrel was continually hanging around Minsmere Holidays despite frantic efforts by the nesting swallows and house martins to chase her away. Here she's pouncing on what looked like a large black beetle in the Soay sheep field.
I couldn't resist the Friends Heartlake City Community Kitchen (41747). I like my minifigures to have lots of food options :-) The chef is frantically preparing meals.... there's even a tortilla press!
The chef minifig started as a BAM minifig but i changed her face to the one from the Red Pepper Chili Girl CMF. I like the fact that she looks like she's sweating over a hot stove :-)
After a frantic dash and lung-bursting jog to the foot crossing west of Wrawby Signal Box we finally made it just ahead of the Tug on the Santon train.
DBS unit 60054 turns up the heat as it crosses the Gainsborough line with the 13.34 Immingham - Santon (6T25) ore train.
22nd September 2015
I've always associated sunset with a certain level of anxiety. Funny thing is it comes and goes. Most days I don't give it much thought. But I'm very keen on it when out with the camera. I suppose everything is more nuanced when I'm contemplating it through a lens. Light and shadow, style and form. There's no detail too minute to consider. By comparison none of this plays out when I'm safe at home, indoors, away from scenes like this. I might look wistfully from a window and imagine myself outside, but that's a long way from putting oneself out there. This isn't all just in my mind. Many evenings, light simply gives way to dark without a fight. Other times it feels as if daylight goes down swinging. And last night was one of those times. The twilight transition played out with a tremendous sense of sky drama, reaching from heavens above right down to the horizon. These are the times that primordial anxiety comes for me. Nightfall isn't something you are observing so much as experiencing. The darkness literally envelopes you, and the turbulent sky adds a feeling of frantic energy. It's the desperate hour. Another day is tolled in the book of life. Accounts are due in full. Was it a day wasted? Was it lost to anger? Do you have anything good to show for it? Hope so because this is the time you pay up. It will be dark soon, and a new day is already lining up. But you'll never get this one back. Desperate. Goosebumps on my arms, happy only that I have come here and am experiencing this moment. For me it makes this day a keeper. I raise the camera, shooting only on the basis of how this all makes me feel. It's all that really matters.
After a frantic preperation ups and downs, uncertanties and doom then issues on the night I could have done without, topped off by having to walk back from the train station and half past crazy in the morning. I'd like to wish you all a Happy New Year. Shot for Visit London on the Hasselblad H6D100c using the 35-90mm lens (I've used a lot of cameras in my time, beleive me - nothing comes close) Final image is over 80 mega mixels and the web does the colour depth no justice at all.
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"Look at that snow....someone was anxious to get a long exposure before the sun went down.....and missed it...grrr. She had her tripod, stuck it in the snow here and over there....her husband watching her, wondering....^^....."
I wanted to get that satin smooth water and just did not have the time, Someone else was in control of the
sunset ;-).....but there's always another time, another place...Still, thought it worth showing you.
Lake Superior coastline...NE Minnesota
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The catbirds have a nest in this tree and a cat was below. This bird yelled forever until I shot the cat with a water pistol to scare it away.
These birds were in a field near us and were frightened into flight by our vehicle. The camera captured their frantic take off in the fog. I highlighted this with Topaz PAINTING techniques. Enjoy.
I've been frantically packing things up and getting ready to hit the road for this year's big roadtrip.
So… I stepped outside around 6:30 tonight and it was really dark out. I thought… "What the hell?" Then suddenly it hit me… Oh SHIT!!! The eclipse. I totally forgot. So, I ran inside and grabbed a camera, threw on the 300mm lens and a couple of teleconverters. Ran outside and shot this.
1/8000 sec exposure. F64 (I didn't even know that lens went all the way down to f64) I put on the polarizer just to cut down the light.
The black spot on the sun must be a sunspot. I thought it was dust on my sensor, but, it was on the same place on the sun on every different shot and the sun kept moving around in the frame, so, it can't be on the sensor.
A friend who sometimes checks out my Flickr page asked me recently whether I felt I was constantly improving.
No.
I told him what I'm about to tell you. That... although, overall, I'm gaining experience and confidence and even some skill... I don't feel like I'm on any kind of steady curve. It's more like... every now and then... I stumble onto something good (like yesterday's cat head). The rest of the time... it's mostly dreck. But that's why I keep trying.
This one's all about the downside of those occasional lucky stumbles. They leave me groping blindly for another - new and different - inspiration.
This is kind of a sloppy shot. The backdrop, etc. But, given how I feel today, it pretty much says it all...
Searching searching searching... groping groping groping... feeling my way along, blindly... frantically...
Wondering what will inspire me next and hoping for another lucky stumble.
Trying a different lighting on my butterfly shots ;-)
First, let me thank Tanya Mass for her help. She's a gorgeous young woman and a butterfly expert. She has helped me to identify a lot of butterflies already (this one included) :)
I usually check this butterfly id site or even this one sometimes to try and identify the butterflies I've shot, but if I can't, then I ask for Tanya's help. She's awesome, I own her a big thanks ;-)
About this photo, I had gone out on a sunday morning (or was it a holiday?) to take some self-portraits, but I gave up when I noticed a frantic insect cloud activity, 50 meters away from the spot I had chosen to shoot myself. At first I thought it were a cloud of flies, but it was too "dancy". As I - pushed by my curiosity - got closer, I couldn't believe my eyes! There were around 200 butterflies (all of the same species, this Euselasia butterfly) just in that spot!! Most of them flying errantly around, but loads of them resting on a bush.
I fulled the memory card with butterfly shots :P
Like I said in my last self-portrait, I have now quite a lot of butterfly shots, but I decided not to upload them all on flickr. I'll post most of them in the comments. But prints will be available HERE.
Butterflies are a mess... not only there are a lot of species that look a lot a like, a same species has a lot of common names...
The Aglades Sailor, for example, is awfully similar to the Dynamine coenus, (almost tricked me :P) which is also known as edged sailor, Whitespot Sailor, White Drop, gota blanca, etc...
They are two of the "white sailors". Forewings triangular with relatively straight costa, and rounded apex and tornus. Hindwing rounded. Poses with wings folded in sunny areas. Attracted to dung and enriched muddy surfaces.
Nymphalidae