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Tarn Hows was an absolutely fantastic place to visit and on this morning I had the whole area to myself. The lone tree on an island just off the foreshore was a great subject to wait and allow the light to capture the elements with a subtle light and colour.
Houghton House from How End, Bedfordshire, 28 Jul 2020
I found an old photo of the view up to Houghton House on the Greensand Ridge with straw bales in the foreground.
I decided to try to work out whether I could get a similar shot this summer.
I'd seen this barley field earlier in the summer and thought that this was the location. Even though the crop had not been harvested the light was nice!
I later realised that this is not the same field. So the search continues.
I've put a copy of the old photo on my phone so I can check next time!
The Sun
Yesterday, Melbourne was blanketed with smoke from bushfires (forest/wildfires) to the north and west, there are also fires to the southeast of Melbourne.
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'Got me lifted, drifted higher than the ceiling
And ooh, baby, it's the ultimate feeling
You've got me lifted, feeling so gifted
Sugar, how you get so fly?'
Robin Schulz
Deep in a slot canyon in Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument.
We had climbed up through the tunnel until we ran into a deep pool we couldn't pass. Now, how to get back?
This photograph of my grandfather shows him as a chauffeur in 1913 and, on the reverse, he has written a note to the woman he was “walking out” with arranging a meeting.
The 1911 census shows him working at a stable as a groom so clearly in the intervening years he had secured a new career. He was almost certainly unaware that within the following 18 months he would become a soldier serving on the Western Front until the end of the Great War.
In 1916 he was granted leave to marry and on the banns certificate his occupation was shown as “serving in the war”. He was discharged from the Army in early 1920 and died in 1962.
I believe the vehicle is a Renault and I have deliberately not restored the photograph as I think part of its charm is the damage it has sustained in the last 108 years. I particularly like the big headlights and what appears to be a petrol can on the roof! Clearly, unlike today, there were no laws on tyre tread depth as the spare and front offside appear to have none although the front nearside does have some!
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Carolina eenden zijn ongelooflijk mooi van kleur.
Voor de serie "How close can you get" dit portret gemaakt met de Nikon D610 en 28-300mm.
Bij 300mm inzoomen is dit de volle lensopening - erg knap van deze Nikon lens om dan deze scherpte te halen bij f/5,6 !
Alle kleuren van de regenboog in één eend.
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A view of Tarn Hows on a miserable wet day with edits.
Tarn Hows is an area of the Lake District National Park in North West England, It contains a picturesque tarn, approximately 2 miles (3.2 km) northeast of Coniston and about 1.5 miles (2.4 km) northwest of Hawkshead. It is one of the most popular tourist destinations in the area with over half a million visitors per year in the 1970s and is managed by the National Trust.
Tarn Hows is fed at its northern end by a series of valley and basin mires and is drained by Tom Gill which cascades down over several small waterfalls to Glen Mary bridge: named by John Ruskin who felt that Tom Gill required a more picturesque name and so gave the area the title 'Glen Mary'.
The area features in the map of the open world racing game Forza Horizon 4.
Bit of a classic compostion from Tarn Hows. Even though the weather was poor there was still a touch of detail in clouds. Flat light too :( This was my first time at this place and a return visit is on the books.
This morning on Skye was one to remember. I was going to title this image 'My favorite morning', but I decided that was too specific. The changing light throughout the sunrise was special, yet as I remembered other sunrises on Skye; two gorgeous sunrises at The Old Man of Storr and several colourful sunrises in the Quiraing I could put this morning among my favorites but not THE favorite. Actually I'm hoping my favorite morning on Skye is one that has yet to happen. But here is some background on one of my favorite mornings on Skye . . .
As it was September, the alarm before sunrise was at a more sensible time than during my May visits to Skye. A glance out the window, where the skies seemed to have potential, had me in the car for a quick drive to the Quiraing. I enjoyed the drive from Kilmuir to the Quiraing parking with never seeing another car on the single lane road. Leaving the car in the empty parking area I headed along the path to begin setting up for sunrise. This was a very enjoyable morning at the Quiraing with the constantly changing views. The low clouds would move over the ridge hiding and then revealing various portions of the ridge, while simultaneously the light would shift highlighting sections of the ridge. I remained in place and enjoyed the morning from this location.
From my location at the Quiraing this was the view of the Trotternish Ridge, visible is Cnòc a Mhèrlich, Cleat while Bioda Buidhe is barely discernible in the cloud cover. In this image the shifting light is only highlighting the base of Cleat and portions of Cnòc a Mhèrlich. In the distance the sunlight can be seen highlighting the clouds that are hiding the Trotternish Ridge On the far right of the image is a curve of the Staffin-Uig road as it climbs the Trotternish Ridge.
Those interested in seeing how the shifting light changed that morning can view the Shifting Light Series album where the images are in chronologically order.
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All work done in Photoshop 2024 and MidJourney
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How much of human kind is clearly visible in this creature? Intriguing and fascinating are his social behaviour, apparent intelligence, communication and the look in his eyes. And all the same we are put off by his noisiness, uncleanliness, violence and complete inability to reason. Much like the human race - the best of beings at times, and also the worst.
Having put a net up across the river to catch the kingfisher we managed to catch it in the scrub net next to the runway. This is a juvenile male and it was amazing how it's colour changed depending on the angle of the light. When we ringed the bird we were in shade and it was a pure kingfisher blue. Into the direct sunlight and greenish tones predominated.
The bird was ringed by the Lothian Ringing Group as part of a long term Constant Effort Site which has been monitored for 23 years.
Not many bluebells, but they were gorgeous in the lush green surroundings of Tarn Hows, in the Lake District, Cumbria, England.
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Una scena abbastanza insolita : un gruppo di bambini, con i loro zainetti, si gusta un gelato, seduti sul selciato in mezzo alla centrale Via San Vincenzo.
Ho visto che avevano delle piantine. Probabilmente ne venivano da una visita all'Euroflora, in questi giorni a Genova
Someday you'll know that nature is so- this same rain that draws you near me, falls on rivers and land and forests and sand. It makes the beautiful world that you see...
I usually go out to take photographs from early morning to late afternoon. This photo was taken around 10 am on a hot day. I saw this weak ant and decided to "shoot' her. I was looking at her wondering how tiny and weak she was, running in the hot weather on hot stones and ground, with no clothes to protct her against the weather.
After a while, the ant found the small pieces of bread I usually throw for ants. She took a big piece and began walking back to her "house". It was not very far, however, for a tiny creature carrying a big piece of bread in this hot weather, it was, and is, tiresome. I was wondering how weak this tiny ceature is.
Then another idea hit me. Now I was comfortably sitting under my umbrella, with a snack beside me and some cold water. How would I feel if I had to take off my clothes (excuse me) in this hot weather, walk or run bare footed on hot stones and ground, carrying some heavy load!
I then discovered who the weak creature really was (and is).
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A man I knew for 23 years of my life. To this day I continue to uncover interesting possessions that my dad had left behind. My second look at his bottle of Coke which he had apparently kept unopened since 1985. I have no clue on the significance of why he had it that long but I still enjoy taking it out around this time of year to rediscover this obscure "souvenir."
Have a great week ahead :)
It's really hard for me to try to explain how hard it is to motivate myself to do any photography these days whilst I continue to recover from my knee injury. Recovery has been seriously interrupted by lockdowns and closures of gyms...indeed, I've not even been able to see a physio for over 6 months. With all of that my fitness has suffered considerably and so even short excursions can sometimes feel like I'm hitting the wall at mile 22 of a marathon. Therefore, the thought of making the effort to climb a hill for photography when the conditions are less than ideal...well, it doesn't appeal.
When on the hill, a different fear now presents itself. Fear of another injury. I used to head out without a care in the world really. Sure, I might slip and fall, but I always felt that I was the master of my own destiny, even in those circumstances...but now it is different. My body just failed when I injured my knee, with very little in the way of warning, just a little knee pain like I've had for years anyway. The actual step I took when my tendon snapped was so incredibly innocuous, it's the type of step I've taken thousands, if not millions, of times before...it was just like going down the stairs at home...but in that moment, my tendon chose when I was alone, on a hill, in inclement weather and without a mobile signal, to snap...not at home, going down the stairs. And now, although the injured knee presents no pain, my other one does, so the fear is that that will someday go too, as so often seems to happen with people who rupture one tendon, eventually the other one ruptures too. Add to that a lack of strength in the injured knee, some balancing issues and a tendency to give way without warning...that all adds up to a heck of a lot of nervousness when going off the beaten track.
The day I took this photo was no different in many ways. I was solo. The weather was inclement. There was no-one really around. I did have some extra protection in the form of a satellite transceiver that enables me to send an SOS and I did tell my wife where I was this time. But with boggy conditions underfoot, it still meant my mind wasn't wholly invested in photography until I'd set up my tripod and decided to wait, in the cloud and drizzle, for things to happen. And so I waited...and waited...and waited. About 2 hours later I felt the subtle change in temperature on my neck as the sun tried to break through the misty conditions. Poised with my finger on the shutter just hoping for the mistiness to clear a little to reveal the landscape, the conditions brightened to the left of the scene you see here until not only were the two tress visible, but also the landscape beyond...and low and behold, a rainbow. What resulted was a stitch pano consisting of 7 vertical frames and 160 megapixels of Lake District loveliness. This scene lasted for all of 30 seconds...and then it was gone.
I don't tend to big-up my photography, especially these days. I tend to work behind the scenes, especially for anything from Snowdonia, where I spend most of my time, refining my project and building, what I hope will be, a quality book. However, when I go elsewhere, it is sometimes nice to share what I captured, and I think even I like this one enough to shout about it.
"Scale. How small can you make something in the frame and have it still be the photo's primary visual subject?" Blake Andrews
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I corrected tilt as I agree with its being a distracting element in this shot.
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Early in the morning I still get a little bit nervous
Fighting my anxiety constantly I try to control it
Even when I know it's been forever I can still feel the spin
Hurts when I remember and I never wanna feel it again
Don't know if you get it cause I can't express how thankful I am
That you were always with me when it hurts I know that you understand
I don't wanna lose control
Nothing I can do anymore
Trying every day when I hold my breath
Spinning out in space pressing on my chest
I don't wanna lose control
Sometimes I still think it's coming but I know it's not
Trying to breathe in and then out but the air gets caught
Cause even though I'm older now and I know how to shake off the past
I wouldn't have made it if I didn't have you holding my hand
I don't wanna lose control
Nothing I can do anymore
Trying every day when I hold my breath
Spinning out in space pressing on my chest
I don't wanna lose control
I need you to know I would never be this strong without you
You've seen how I've grown you took all my doubt
Cause you were home
I don't wanna lose control
There's nothing I can do anymore
I don't wanna lose control
Nothing I can do anymore (anymore), anymore
Trying every day when I hold my breath
Spinning out in space pressing on my chest
I don't wanna lose control