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I am but one in this atmosphere.

One person. One smile.

One body on these legs.

One heart beating furiously in my chest.

In the lonely and deserted area of "Het Oerd" where once the old witch "Rixt van Oerd" lived, you can sea the cruelty of the sea with your own eyes.

Now it seems peacful and calm, but in the distance the unbrideld sea lurks at the land that will devour it, just as it did before the previous storm tide.

At the beginning of the tide she comes and closer, lisping, murmering and grinding and aided by her chief servant the wind will then ignite her into a frenzy.

She slams furiously on the old, unprotected coast, tears the old land and pulverizes it into small pieces.

As the tide turns, she pulls back, lisping, murmuring and grinding to watch her lod from afar........

” The only time my feelings cannot be repressed. It is the only time they pour out of my heart and straight into my fingers as they rush across paper, my pen scratching furiously. It is the only time I drown in my sorrow and fully relish my pain, Writing is my cage and with it, I am everything. I am nothing and everything at the same time I am indestructible. “

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Ardessie Falls are spectacular waterfalls situated on the mountain-side below An Teallach and Sail Mor.

When the falls are in spate, this is very impressive. Climb up the muddy path on either side of the falls and follow the path as it leads up the side of the waterfall. Above the waterfall at the road there is another fall of about 40 feet. Higher up, the waterfall splits into two, with wide flat rocks visible in the centre – it is possible to cross the falls, but care should be taken as the rocks can be wet and slippy. The waterfalls here are spectacular – water gushing fast and furiously round rocks and down deep gullies in a series of rapids.

From my capture of a Frida mural in a Mexican restaurant in the capital.

“To be nobody but

yourself in a world

which is doing its best day and night to make you like

everybody else means to fight the hardest battle

which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.”

― e.e. cummings

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A pair of Bald Eagles one coming in for a landing on a tree and the other flapping its wings as a greeting. When I arrived the parking lot was empty, but 20 minutes later it was a gong show of illegally parked cars. The sun was breaking through the clouds, cameras where furiously clicking and the skies were filled with raptors in Boundary Bay Delta BC Canada

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So.... I slightly messed up here, I made the slight mistake of not remembering that when I use a flash, the exposure time can only be as high as 1/200, meaning the exposure is far higher than my usual 350-500, thus despite the Aperture of being up to f18, it meant the image was still a fraction over-exposed, especially at the back of the main body of the Spider, so, this was a Spider that was upside down originally, I flipped it up and pondered on how I can save it, I rendered it into Monochrome and wham!! I got this bright, furiously silver, cinematic expression which I felt drawn into. I hope you agree ;)

I hope everyone is well and so as always, thank you! :)

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One of my favourite warblers - I love the black jewel like crest. This male was signing away furiously one mid spring morning hoping to attract a mate. The park where I found this warbler has a good local population, but true to their name after late may / early June I never spotted another one of these birds even though I heard them vocalizing in the bush.

Kinderdijk has been on my bucket list for some time and happily this trip allowed me to check this location off my lifetime shot list, I timed our arrival with the shut down for the day of the tour offices at 5:30pm so we could hang out until dark exploring this wonderful showcase of Dutch ingenuity and perseverance.

Most Dutch will know the story “The Cat and the Cradle” of Kinderdijk but for those that have not heard it the story goes that a man coming home in a massive storm in the village saw a cat leaping furiously from side to side on a floating cradle, upon investigation the cradle contained a crying baby girl that the cat Had kept in motion side to side to keep the water from sinking the cradle.

Masters of water management the Dutch have been harnessing the wind to control the water for over 1000 years, with over 26% of the Netherlands literally below sea level there is no more iconic Dutch symbol that the windmill, Kinderdijk contains 19 windmills dating from 1740 that keep the surroundings pumped dry and the land reclaimed from the water

I took this on Sept 17th, 2017 with my D750 and Nikon 28-300mm f/3.5-5.6 Lens at 50mm 1/20 sec f/16 ISO100 processed in LR, PS +Lumenzia, Topaz , Luminar and DXO

Disclaimer: My style is a study of romantic realism as well as a work in progress

18-august-2021: the upper part of the western and south-western slopes of the Adriatic/Black See Watershed (and of the higher Coastal Karst reliefs) are often "bare", covered only with long gnarled perennial grass (moorland), often golden as it is burned by frost in winter and by the sun in summer.

In addition to the calcareous soil, devoid of surface water, on these slopes the East-North/East strong Bora wind has katabatic character (leeward falling), therefore drier, more intense and more furiously gusty, limiting the life of the tall trees to small, less exposed, areas

Of course on these meadows it is not recommended to play football or rugby...

Sachems show up now in late summer and will be with us until the first killing frost in late September or October. Sachems can't survive winters here in any life form and we have to wait for them to filter in from further south. Butterfly lovers call the sachem, along with its two close cousins - the fiery skipper and whirlabout - the three wizards since it takes a wizard to identify them as they furiously flit around on fall flowers!

Godafoss, which means waterfall of the gods, is a spectacular waterfall in northern Iceland between Lake Mývatn and Akureyri.

Located halfway between Akureyri and Lake Mývatn, Godafoss is one of the most visited spots in northern Iceland. The waters of the river Skjálfandafljót fall furiously over a horseshoe curve of rocks measuring 40 feet (12 metres) tall and 100 feet (30 metres) wide, making for a beautiful waterfall in the middle of a striking volcanic landscape.

[Created while waiting in two different Safeway checkout lines. A "blender" of two of my iris photos taken yesterday, April 24, 2017. I used Vinci, Superimpose, and Instagram apps. Typed the title furiously into Instagram just before the clerk started scanning my groceries. Speed art!

I'm not a bird photographer but this little chap was tweeting furiously - and I love Robins.

Luckily zoom lens was in place whilst he waiting for the shot ... then tweeted again before flying off.

Hi All,

I managed to creep closer to Mr. Pileated than my last post of him. I clicked away as he pecked fast and furiously, (more like head banging)! :0(

Pileated Woodpecker Male - Dryocopus pileatus

Thanks a million for taking the time to view, comment and fave this image, so appreciated! Have a wonderful day!

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A very dainty damsel, but the male's will furiously defend their favourite perch, seeing off any would be intruder. Not a very good shot, but it was a toss up between 'all in focus' with half a camper van in the background' or an 'arty' shot. A third option would have involved me falling in the ditch.

Catcott lows car park

Swans build their nests on land out of twigs and leaves, and the female swan lays between 3 and 9 eggs. The baby swans hatch out of their eggs after an incubation of just over a month.

Swans will guard their baby swans furiously from predators or any animal that they believe is a threat. After swans scare off threat, they flap their wings and call to each other in celebration – sort of like a swan high-five!

This picture was taken through a (dirty) window on the 32nd floor of the Guardian Building in downtown Detroit.

The building shown is "150 W. Jefferson", a new-ish office building, built by Heller Manus Architects in 1989. Atop the tower of this "Post Modern" building are four flags mounted on 30 foot poles. These flags are visible for quite some distance, even from Windsor, Ontario, Canada, across the partially frozen Detroit River in the background.

Because the flags are at 90 degrees, we can estimate wind speed of greater than 22mph. On that gray, raw day, they were flapping furiously and were fully extended continuously, so the wind speed was estimated at 32-37mph. An anemometer would give more precise measurements, but when flags are in this position, it's too windy for me :-))

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Ditch diving on my way to work again ;)

The winter birds are furiously clearing out all the berries.

Nombre común: Reina moragrande

Nombre científico: Cyanoloxia brissonii

Nombre en ingles: Ultramarine Grosbeak

Lugar de la foto: Posado en el espejo de la camioneta parqueada en la Finca La Milagrosa, Chinchiná, Caldas, Colombia.

Esta reina ataca el retrovisor de la camioneta, como si fuera un rival, picando con furia en sus propios reflejos. Al descansar posa sobre el espejo y ello permite fotografiarlo.

This queen attacks the rearview mirror of the truck, as if it were a rival, stinging furiously on her own reflexes. When resting they pose on the mirror and this allowed to photograph it.( traducción google)

The best I've been able figure out is this is a Gold Rim Swallowtail. If anyone thinks I'm wrong please let me know. Source Wikpedia.

A lovely and approachable bird. On our visit to the southern most corner of Argentina we came across a small number of these attractive flycatchers. They are primarily a bird that finds its home in Chile, but a small number venture west into Argentina, especially at its most southern extremities in Tierra del Fuego.

We also came across one later in the trip that had just captured a caterpillar. It was furiously beating it against the floor, presumably to stun it before eating it.

Eira loves the conservatory at her aunt's house. It is one of those that has all the little curiosities that take her imagination on fascinating journeys. Sometimes the mandragora wakes up and stares furiously at her. Eira will spend hours on the floor researching crystals while the lull of magic calms her soul.

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Wizarding Faire has a hunt this year. Each designer is hiding one hunt item in those hourglasses from 0-10L all over the castle.

*~*HopScotch*~* Flailing Snail (Static) LI:

:PR: Magical Tracking Clock LI:6

KitCat - Harry's Potter Plants Sitting Choco (Root) LI:3

KitCat - Harry's Potter Plants Sitting Choco (Venus Traps) LI:3

KitCat - Harry's Potter Plants Standing Choco (Root) LI:3

KitCat - Harry's Potter Plants Standing Choco (Succulent) LI:3

KitCat - Harry's Potter Plants Knocked Choco LI:4

DISORDERLY. / Crystal Study / Crystal Collection / Multi LI:1

DISORDERLY. / Crystal Study / Examining Crystals / Blue LI:1

DISORDERLY. / Crystal Study / Researching Crystals / Pink LI:2

Pitaya - Laly's book - Floor 3LI LI:3

:CP: Coquille Cottage

Other items used -

..::THOR::.. Herbalist Scale LI:2

..::THOR::.. Potion - Amortentia LI:1

.random.Matter. - Precarious Plants - Bookstack LI:1

.random.Matter. - Precarious Plants - Devil's Snare LI:3

.random.Matter. - Precarious Plants - Watering Can LI:1

Apple Fall Plant Stand, Short - Iron LI:1

DISORDERLY. / Book Magic / Magical Potions LI:12

DISORDERLY. / Potion Study / Book Pile LI:2

DRD- mage's den - crystal magick LI:10

Foxwood - Floofy Kitty - sleep - Light LI:5

[The Emporium] Wild Pygmy Puff // Honeydukes LI:1

Nutmeg. Autumn Garden Floral Rainboots

Nutmeg. Autumn Garden Drinking Set

Nutmeg. Autumn Garden Cup Stack

weeding and waving on the left.

pruning roses on the right.

yesterday we got rain, snow, sleet and hail. it was still on the ground today.

I apologized to the frost tender plants I didn't bring in. gonna lose some of them.

pinhole, zero image 2000 camera

home developed.

I tried to take a photo of Filou with a Christmas bandana today but apparently he didn't really like the idea. The bandana itself didn't seem to bother him at all, he simply didn't want me to take a photo of him while he was wearing it. Even though it was sunny outside we had to stay indoors for the photo as he cooperates even less when he is in the garden. So I put him on the living room table where the light would have been slightly better and some Christmas lights would have made a nice background. Of course he didn't want to stay there, not even for a second. Instead he chose the darkest corner of the living room, where he sat down and furiously waved his paw. Maybe he wanted to show me what a mighty cat he is and mighty cats need cool bandanas and not something like THIS ! I'm not giving up yet and will try again later this week.

> "The fishermen know that the sea is dangerous and the storm terrible, but they have never found these dangers sufficient reason for remaining ashore."

Van Gogh

> another recent handheld Lightning image! Shot up close and personal. Standing right out in the wide open, shooting the sky furiously and continuously! Psst. Kids, don't try this at home! Jajajaja! Seriously. #peligro #danger

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I was walking along, when a large flock of birds burst suddenly toward the heavens, their wings beating furiously, and their cries piercing the air. This is one of the most exhilarating experiences I know.

Gray Lodge Preserve, Butte County CA

A cold, dark, windy day today but it didn’t prevent this blue tit from flying to and from its nest box.

Starting yesterday, in a 24 hour period, the weather went from a pleasant, sunny autumn with colorful trees, to a furiously windy, snowy, cold early winter day. It's still officially autumn, but the bare trees don't know that ; -) Today, the leaves on this tree are long gone, scattered amid the forest litter.

Photo taken at Troy Nature Center.

I Am A-Frayed Knot…

In late December we did a short hike in the Park. it was slightly cold the wind was gusting at times, only a few brave or crazy folks were out and about; us included.

A Frayed, twisted and Tangled old rope strung between two poles flapped furiously in the wind; every once in awhile the wind would stop long enough for me to get a few shots of it. I thought it would make for a very interesting image i hope you like it. let me know in the comments

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Manchmal verschlägt es einem draußen in der Natur die Sprache, so groß und großartig ist das, was man da sieht. So mächtig, erhaben und uralt. Solche Weiten tun sich auf.

Und wir so klein in diesen Weiten unterwegs, ein tolles Gefühl. Sehr befreiend - und auch sehr respekteinflößend (nicht immer ist das Meer so friedlich und wunderschön blau, und der Wind nur so ein angenehmes, laues Lüftchen).

Da bleiben Erinnerungen 💙💙💙

Sometimes the grandeur of nature leaves me completely speechless and in awe, with a feeling of both freedom and respect walking around there as such a tiny creature (the sea not always being wonderfully blue and the wind also being able to rage furiously).

Beautiful memories. 💙💙💙

Northern Flickr (Colaptes auratus) NOFL

This is the male with the black malar stripe on his face, absent on the female. He belongs to the Yellow-shafted variety, found in the N and E, as you can see the yellow shafts of his tail feathers. I easily could have stepped right on him as he was furiously pecking into the dirt and pulling out some sort of small insects. I backed up.....he gave me this glance.....and went back to digging and dining!

Member of Nature’s Spirit

Good Stewards of Nature

Leaving Nga Manu Nature Reserve, we returned to our Motel Unit at Peka Peka where I set about "editing" the photos I'd just taken with the 'help' of the screen on the back of the camera...(I strongly recommend that you never do this!).

Ultimately satisfied with my editing skills, we turned the TV on - only to find it had been 'fried' in a Power outage...!

By the time the Proprietor had replaced it with one from another Unit, the sun (and keep in mind that this was our last night at the motel) had started to sink into the Tasman Sea... ...!

The sunset on our first evening at Peka Peka had been spectacular, but this one was even better...! In fact, I've never seen such beautiful Reds and Oranges in a sunset...! I think God was exceptionally busy on this evening as he worked on this Canvas. In fact, I can imagine God thrusting his paintbrush furiously backwards and forwards across the heavens as he became more and more excited about the Masterpiece he was creating...!!!

The Sandcastle Motel, Peka Peka is a very comfortable little Motel nestled in the midst of a small community which in turn sits right beside a long stretch of beautiful, unspoiled coastline... If you're looking for an exciting nightlife, don't go there, but if you're looking for some quiet and relaxing "Time Out", well: look no further!

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A furiously growing, orange-flowering, plant in the front garden, competing with the many pink, white and purple azaleas that are otherwise dominating the colour palette of the spring garden. I am yet to determine the precise name of my little orange storm. It looks a bit like lantana, but it is not lantana. It also looks a bit like Sunsatia Blood Orange Nemesia or Geum 'Borisii' Avens, but I don't think it is either of these. So it's an orange mystery - but it is certainly furious.

Update, thanks to Viv Vivekananda, an intrepid Flickr photographer of all things including flowers, this is called 'The Marmalade Bush' or Browallia 'streptosolen'. I think 'Marmalade Bush' sounds better than streptosolen - lol. And the flowers do look like marmalade!! See:

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Photographed in Cherrybrook, northern Sydney, on Friday 18th September, 2020.

My Canon 5D Mk IV with the Canon f 2.8. L 100m macro lens

Beginning to get out more in the garden and finding everything is growing furiously including this patch of Forget-Me-Nots.

A sister image to the one I posted the other day. This one with the Glorious Nature Art's

Anna's hummingbird in flight and the flowers a bit closer.

Glorious Nature Art Collection. Thanx Sue!

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A Red-crested Pochard (Netta rufina) was caught in frame right at the very moment of take off. The furiously fast action was perfectly framed with a burst of water droplets scattering everywhere. Interestingly the droplets took on green colours of the algae cells coming out of the explosion on those droplets! I like the perfect wing positions in upward movement with such steady head. Backdrop Bokeh is also nice here. Pics was taken from Purbasthali Wetland in West Bengal, India.

I drive by this house daily and have always wanted to stop and photograph it. The problem is there are several big loose dogs close by. Wisteria flowers don't hang around but a few days so I had to act quickly when I saw them in bloom Thursday. I drove home and fastened my camera to the tripod which I placed on the front seat with legs already extended. I had the controls set to take 3 bracketed shots on a 2 second delay 100 ISO at f8. When I drove back to the spot, all I had to do was pull off on the roadside, get out, set up, shoot, and get back in the car. I waved good-bye to the two big scruffy dogs and the one little yapper all barking furiously as they watched me leave.

Watching these Cactus Wrens moving through the sea of cacti in Tucson was a fun experience. They are so intense and move so swiftly. How can you not admire these birds? Birds were popping up fast and furiously at a pace that we couldn’t keep up with. It was the sort of afternoon that could get you addicted to bird photography.

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Campylorhynchus brunneicapillus

Experienced an unusual confluence the other night as an intense thunderstorm arrived right at sunset. I'd watched the storm's approach on Doppler radar for a good hour or so before it actually began to cloud up. Whenever possible I stake out high ground in the farmlands which allows me to observe storms well before they strike. Love to watch the sky change and darken as storms develop. This one did not disappoint. I could feel the adrenaline start kicking in as thunder became audible in the distance accompanied by a wall of sheer blackness to the west. This was doubly eerie because that's usually the brightest section of sky in the evening. On this night everything was reversed with comparatively bright light in the eastern sky and what appeared to full-on night to the west. Some light rain raced through, but not enough to chase me away. However I decided to vacate the hilltop (visible in the distance) for fear of lightning. I hopped on my bicycle and peddled furiously downhill as extreme winds gusts tried to push me back up. I paused about halfway down and gazed back in the direction I had come from. The scene looked surreal and oddly serene given the intensity of the storm advancing behind me. I was struck with the eerie blueness, both of sky and land. Such an otherworldly view that had transformed a landscape that looked utterly normal just a half hour previously. I live for these sorts of visual distortions.

The Green Woodpecker spends far more time on the ground than other woodpeckers. This male, identifiable by its red centred, not all black, moustache stripe, was a joy to watch as it furiously thrust its strong bill into ant nests in the garden.

The ladder-backed woodpecker rapped furiously at a fencepost, convinced it was hollow and hiding a banquet. Woodpeckers are optimists by nature; to them, every clunk is just a drumroll before dinner.

Tap-tap-tap. No bugs.

Tap-tap-tap. Still no bugs.

Tap-tap-tap. Now the neighbors were looking out the window, wondering if the HOA had hired a percussionist.

The woodpecker, however, considered this a triumph. “If not food,” he thought, “at least I’ve been heard.” And he doubled his tempo, playing his own applause.

In the end, the fencepost remained stubbornly empty, but the bird went to roost feeling he had delivered a concert worth attending.

Moral:

Sometimes you don’t find the grub, but you still get the gig.

Following a shower of rain the previous day this lovely Song Thrush came out into the open to look for worms,digging its bill furiously into the earth at times.

After furiously chasing of a rival a black squirrel rests against a pine, still master of all he surveys

This duck had just washed herself in he river and was drying herself by flapping her wings furiously. At the National botanical gardens, Glasnevin, Dublin.

Abandoned and left for dead this old boat languishes along the shore of Tomales Bay at Inverness. The fading paint and the detailed wood make me think that someone once cared about this poor old scow.

Meanwhile, in the Sierra Nevada Foothills the wind is blowing furiously and we're without power. We're lucky to have a gas generator that we use to power the refrigerator and the internet of course. Normally it's quite quiet here but today when we step outside we're greeted with the howl of the wind and the sound of a choir of generators creating a weird electro-mechanical harmony.

Happy Slider's Sunday everyone.

Inverness CA

"Who are you and what are you doing there?" I could almost hear the question just by the way the horse was looking at me with an inquisitive expression as I stood by the fence with my camera.

I saw this pair as I was driving by and just had to do a quick turnaround to try and get a picture. I was snapping furiously as they were trotting toward this spot and I could see that the horse was being distracted by me. I also saw that the man was none too pleased that the training was being disrupted so I did a bit of my own trotting.... right back to the car.

Although I do know that horses like, and need, to get out and walk, trot, run or gallop I was initially thinking it seemed a bit harsh out there in such heavy weather. It was only when I saw them much closer I realized the horse actually seemed to be having a jolly good time whereas the driver looked as if he was practically perishing from the cold. His sunglasses and mustache were crusted with snow and he was the one who looked as if he needed a warm stall.

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Noam Chomsky, Syntactic Structures (1957)

A little rest spot for these wings that flap furiously when they fly....Tree Swallows on Happy Wing Wednesday