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“To hear never-heard sounds,
To see never-seen colors and shapes,
To try to understand the imperceptible
Power pervading the world;
To fly and find pure ethereal substances
That are not of matter
But of that invisible soul pervading reality.
To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul;
To be a lantern in the darkness
Or an umbrella in a stormy day;
To feel much more than know.
To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain;
To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon;
To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves;
To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets
Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching.
To be a smile on the face of a woman
And shine in her memory
As a moment saved without planning.”
― Dejan Stojanovic
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❤️ I’m off in a few days, on holiday to Yorkshire, Leeds. My first visit there, so I’m excited. Not sure I will witness anything like this view taken in Manhattan, NYC, but the difference will be no doubt embraced:-)
Dear friends I thank you, from deep in my heart.. for your presence here. It means so much to me, i promise you.
If there are more streams to visit and more commenting to do, I’ll be on to it, on my return.❤️
"In the face of all the present turmoil and unrest and unhappiness...what can a photographer, a writer, a curator do?...To make people aware of eternal things, to show the relationship of man to nature, to make clear the importance of our heritage, is a task that no one should consider insignificant...These are the days when eloquent statements are needed." - Letter from Beaumont Newhall to Ansel Adams in 1954
Ten years ago, I never would have considered myself the type of person to get up early on a Spring Break two days in a row to catch a sunrise (two days in a row of sunsets as well) but now, when I am trying my best to meditate, I think about how with each breath the sun comes up a little more and there is a little more illumination of the canyon each time...millions of years of Earth revealed and suddenly turning all shades of brown and red like a magic trick so that it goes all across the sky and then comes back down again and we slowly prepare to sleep with deep blues and purples soothing us on every exhale.
I wasn't sure I was going to really get too much out of seeing The Grand Canyon in real life but I found myself making so much sense of the present moment as completely insignificant in comparison to the rest of it. Time is expansive and to think how short even a very long lifetime is adds quite a bit of perspective.
But, while we are here, we are each here for a reason and we must complete our soul's purpose . We have to look deep into ourselves and ask what this is and we must try our best to love and learn as much as we can here. Most days, this battered ADHD infected planet doesn't seem like a gift but when we look at a beautiful tree or mushroom or canyon, how can we not see it as the most miraculous present we've ever received?
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I took this photograph a couple of years ago, mainly out of boredom. I was standing at the exact spot where I took it, waiting for a friend who was late. The image itself was insignificant. Other views that are more representative of Sitges, a seaside town close to Barcelona, are also available. It's well-known for its beauty and lively atmosphere. It's also where I used to spend my summers during my childhood and early youth.
I thought it wasn't worth sharing, so I decided to delete it. Then I had an idea: I'd try to reinvent the old postcards people bought when I was a kid. They were, somehow, similar to this shot: loud, overexposed, and of poor quality.
With the arrival of foreign tourists, greetings from... began to appear. Previously, it would have been "Recuerdos desde...", always in Spanish because Catalan was publicly forbidden and restricted to family settings.
They used to bear a stamp of some kind, such as a flag or a town shield.
Those who know the place will immediately realize it's a modern image. Apart from the way people are dressed, you can see buildings that didn't exist at that time.
I suppose those who have never seen anything like this, or who are not reading this explanation, won't like the photograph. Anyway, I had a great time editing it.
Polygala vulgaris L. Capture: Llanars, Ripollès, Girona, Catalonia.
FLOR: 4-7 mm.
ENGLISH:
Polygala vulgaris, known as the common milkwort, is a herbaceous perennial plant of the genus Polygala in the family Polygalaceae.
The biological form of Polygala vulgaris is hemicryptophyte scapose, as its overwintering buds are situated just below the soil surface and the floral axis is more or less erect with a few leaves.
Polygala vulgaris reaches on average 7–35 centimetres (2.8–13.8 in) in height. The stems have many branches and are woody at the base. It has alternating pointed leaves, almost glabrous, 2 to 4 mm wide and 10 to 20 mm long. Basal leaves are spatulate, with rounded apex, while the upper leaves are lanceolate.
The flowers are gathered in long terminal inflorescences. The colour of the corolla varies between blue and violet, it can rarely occur in purple forms. The flower's outer three sepals are normally small, green and insignificant, whilst the inner two sepals are bigger. The inner sepals are usually shorter than the petals. The stalks of the eight stamens are joined together to form a tube, and united with this tube, one on either side, are two tiny petals. On the lower side of the flower lies the third petal; it too, is joined to the stamen tube, but it is larger, and fringed. The flowering period extends from May through July.
Common milkwort is quite similar to the heath milkwort (Polygala serpyllifolia), but in this species the inner sepals are usually longer than the petals. The heath milkwort can be all the same colours except for white. These four possible colours account for the milkworts' Irish folk-name of 'four sisters.
Photographed at Sierra De Pujálavrez Spain
A tiny roadside wildflower that looks insignificant, but when looking more closely it's a very beautiful little flower.
A black bear near Merritt B C . He makes the fence look insignificant as a barrier. Anyway he wasn't interested in trying to scare me. He ran the other way.
He was pretty insignificant and unassuming till I saw him through the lens...!!.....he guarded this one flower all day....!
Explore.....July 7, 2007. #330
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but then i remember, that i am the only me ever made, and THAT is a special thing.
May your days be filled with remembering you are the only you there is. Smile....that is a special thing too. ((HUG))
It often seems that everything revolves around us. Nothing could be further from the crude reality of our insignificant and ephemeral passage over the surface of "a speck of dust suspended in a beam of light".
Lavender and Milky Way workshop by Nigthcolours. Lighting by @paco_farero and @fuskynocturno.
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"Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun.
Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea."
- Douglas Adams
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randoms shot from random walk. Other photo are here tongkm.wordpress.com/2022/04/30/moments-insignificant/
outside of St. Paul's on Newfoundland's Northern Peninsula. I liked the contrast and that beautiful mountain. Those hills tend to make me feel pretty insignificant . (best seen large I think)
Do love getting the opportunity to take size comparison shots! Taken yesterday.
Upton Magna - Shropshire
We explored the "Three Sisters" in the Goblin Valley State Park and I found that they must have been taller in the past. You can see their previous heads on the ground, chopped off by the merciless forces of erosion.
More heads are still up there and wind, rain, freeze cycles and earth's rumbles will continue their work until only an insignificant clump is left.
You can see melted humps of earth all around and wonder what fantastical forms they once had.
So you may be thinking what the heck is this? Apart from being a photo of birds, obvs, and someone who has just got home from their first offical Xmas party (bit early I know, I refuse to put up the decorations before 1st Dec) let me tell you a little story. It was one of the most memorable moments of my life.
You get woken by a gentle knocking on your door in the middle of the night in your African hut. Or 5am’sh. In the middle of a South African safari park. Doesn’t help when you have been sharing the one that got away photo stories with fellow travellers at the bar the night before. You drag your sorry b%#^^ out of bed and put on layers of clothing. You get all your camera kit prepped. Sit in the back of an open jeep shivering in the pre-dawn darkness and cold in your beanie and gloves and scarf , knowing in a couple of hours you will be stripping off layers because of the stifling heat. You have seen Leopards, Lions, Buffalo, Hippos and all the magnificent wildlife of Africa. The tantalising anticipation, what lies ahead today? You sit in the back of your open jeep, smelling the stench of wildlife , their excrement, the kills , life and death. Life at it’s rawest. Will this drive bring any sighting? Will you see a predator drag it’s prey up a tree only to be surrounded by a pack of Hyenas. Will any stupid tourist get eaten because of their actions , they don’t understand these animals are wild, not there for instagram or TikTok. They are trying to survive. To live. As you drive along freezing in the dark and being jolted left right and centre, the astute tracker points his torch at something in the pre-dawn light. No, it isn’t a lion or leopard or a hippo or any of the big 5. It’s a family of bee eaters snuggled together. Be it for warmth or safety. It was amazing! Small and seemingly insignificant. But everything has its place in the circle of life. I particularly love the guy on the end keeping watch the other direction. I can relate, always looking the other direction. As the tracker said “no creature dies of old age here” . Was so poignant to me. Annnyyyway, thanks for reading my merry Christmas party ramblings if you bothered to. Hope you had an awesome day 👋😀
PS - I promise I will edit this text when I am un-merry tomorrow 😂
“To hear never-heard sounds,
To see never-seen colors and shapes,
To try to understand the imperceptible
Power pervading the world;
To fly and find pure ethereal substances
That are not of matter
But of that invisible soul pervading reality.
To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul;
To be a lantern in the darkness
Or an umbrella in a stormy day;
To feel much more than know.
To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain;
To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon;
To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves;
To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets
Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching.
To be a smile on the face of a woman
And shine in her memory
As a moment saved without planning.”
― Dejan Stojanovic
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Sometimes it's good to slow down and get back to what make us love photography. To me it is observing nature, matter, light, insignificant details... And you?
it widens our horizons. we see what a little speck we are in the universe, so insignificant, and we all take ourselves so seriously, but in the sky, there are no boundaries.
~Julia Gregson, East of the Sun
Yup... They are wearing party hats... lol... and they were polishing off a bottle of bubbly too... And boy did it look good... But I had to concentrate on the important task of capturing the moment... lol...
BTW.. This is an old one... It's time to dig through some archives, due to the insignificant quantity of decent blue and fluffy stuff that coincides with available not at work time and daylight hours..
This fellow was hanging out on the shore of the Goose Spit in Comox. I really like the BG and how it adds some camouflage. Not perfect but not insignificant either.
This caught my eye because it looked ominous close up.
Rays seem to emanate from a disk which further emits thin hairy, spreading tiny rays.
A far stretch, but it reminded me of how some small traits in society can be ignored as insignificant, until they become part of something bigger, until it coalesces into something that can change an entire society.
Makes you think : I guess that's the function of abstract art.
This is my abstract from Mother Nature, a closeup of the top of a Barrel Cactus in Meijer Gardens. (see the picture in the first comment below.)
This photo from the ruins of a temple in Ayutthaya, whose name I unfortunately can't recall, perfectly captures the feeling one has in such a place all day long.
You are surrounded by the history and stories of an entire nation.
You encounter great kings, mentally participate in epic battles, and thus experience the transformation of a nation over several hundred years.
From rather small and insignificant principalities (even though they didn't call themselves princes, of course) arose the mighty Kingdom of Ayutthaya, from which the even more powerful Kingdom of Siam emerged, which later became Thailand.
I believe there aren't many historical sites in the world where you are so immersed in history.
Dieses Foto aus den Ruinen eines Tempels in Ayutthaya, an dessen Namen ich mich leider nicht erinnern kann, steht symbolhaft für das Gefühl, welches man an einem solchen Ort den ganzen Tag lang hat.
Man ist umringt von der Geschichte und von Geschichten einer ganzen Nation.
Man begegnet großen Königen, nimmt gedanklich an epischen Schlachten teil und erlebt somit den Wandel einer Nation über den Zeitraum von mehreren hundert Jahren.
Aus eher kleinen und unbedeutenden Fürstentümern (auch wenn die sich natürlich nicht Fürsten genannt haben) entstand das mächtige Königreich Ayutthaya aus dem das noch mächtigere Königreich Siam hervor ging welches später dann zu Thailand wurde.
Es glaube es gibt auf der Welt nicht so viele historische Stätten, bei denen man so mitten drin ist, in der Geschichte.
I spotted this small beetle scuttling along a plank which I'd used to protect the frogspawn from frost. It was about the size of a flying ant and seemed to have dull two-tone colouring. It was only when I got my snaps up on the screen that I saw what a real beauty it was. Its name is ' anchomenus dorsalis ' and it's a ground beetle which releases an anti-predator volatile ' undecane ' when disturbed. I can't have been considered a great threat as I noticed no chemical odours.
One of many Electricity Pylons in the Greenbooth reservoir area that seem insignificant, until you get up close to them.
Reflections of Turtle Creek
The Story Behind the Photo
Often we shield ourselves from the outdoors, the insects, the extremes of weather. Yet it's the temperate places in nature we yearn for the most, to immerse our souls in greater beings of existence, to squirrel ourselves away from insignificant affairs, endeavoring to envision vaster plains of consciousness.
On such a day I found myself along Turtle Creek trail in Duff Park - a 'favorite' place. Something directed my attention to white birch trees lined on the opposite bank and reflections below. Perhaps it was the way the sun had illuminated 'just so'. I was glad, and snapped a few photos.
When selecting photos to submit, I might just have overlooked it, yet this shot was perfect for the unusual outlook I was seeking.
Favorite places are often shifting. Today I have others. I'll be back to Duff to savor its essence again. I'll be sure to bring my camera.
A short walk exploring the tidal island at the edge of Snowdonia
Overlooked by the Moelwyn Mountains that stand just in front of Snowdon, and the Rhinogs to the south east, the small island of Ynys Gifftan is a distinctive and unique feature of the Dwyryd Estuary.
Look across the estuary at high tide and Ynys Gifftan may seem insignificant, unworthy of exploration and impossible to visit without a boat. But visitors prepared to roll their trousers up can be rewarded with an adventure unlike any other.
This short walk to the tidal island at the foot of Snowdonia is particularly enjoyable in the summer months, when waters have absorbed the heat of the sun.
From ancient times to the present, philosophers have repeatedly emphasized the importance of living a frugal or minimalist life. The ancient Greek philosopher Diogenes said, “True wealth is not in increasing possessions, but in reducing one’s needs.” Mahatma Gandhi pointed to the destructive side of human greed, stating, “The Earth has enough for everyone’s needs, but not enough for everyone’s greed.” From the Buddha to Karl Marx, across the passage of time, many have expressed similar ideas. This minimalist concept in philosophy has greatly influenced the photographer, and its mark is clearly visible in his vision and framing.
The absence of color or the use of minimal composition in framing reflects the photographer’s inclination toward a minimalist approach. The fog, wrapped like a thick winter blanket, creates a serene atmosphere. In this calm and pure dramatic setting, human presence becomes secondary. Before nature, even humanity’s vast achievements become insignificant. That is why the photographer has kept humans and their architectural achievements in the background, framing the scene in a minimalist style. Here, nature is the primary subject—not humans or their constructions.
According to nihilism, or the philosophy of pessimism, human life does not has inherent purpose. Evolutionary theory has shown that humans are an unintended outcome of nature’s evolutionary process. Yet human beings, regarded as the finest of creations, continue to exploit all their knowledge and effort into seeking meaning in life. They establish ever-greater architectural structures upon the heart of nature. In proving their superiority, they seem to challenge nature itself. Viewing nature as an adversary, humanity gradually distances itself further and further from it.
A very small insignificant Plume Moth (until you look very closely).
These often appear in houses and I found this one in the bathroom !
They are quite beautiful when magnified up.
View from the junction of the Wonderland and Sourdough Ridge Trails, Mount Rainier National Park, Washington
There is nothing like the vastness of the alpine landscape to make one feel small and insignificant. The awe and wonder experienced as one of the tiny human specks in those wide, expansive spaces is something that I hope, for me, will never fade.
Lighthouse "Gellen", Island of Hiddensee, Baltic Sea / Germany
Hiddensee is a relatively small island of approximately 17 km length (10.5 miles) and 250 metres (270 yd) wide but is 'equipped' with two lighthouses, out of which only one is a real 'lighthouse' and this one - on the photograph - is a 'beacon' (new word I just learned; in German = "Leuchtfeuer" which literally translated to English means "shining fire"). It was built in 1904.
I wondered if there is a difference between a lighthouse and a beacon, as both show the way for navigation. When I started to explore, I learned that the term "beacon" (German: Leuchtfeuer) is the generic term for lighthouses, lightships, tall buoys, pier lights, leading lights, cross lights etc., used for safe navigation. In other words: a lighthouse is the most famous and representative beacon :-).
Despite its rather insignificant size, the island has a varied history. First it was populated by Germanic tribes, who at some point moved south. Their place was taken by Slavic tribes, coming from the east. In the heyday of the Vikings (9 - 10 century) the island was conquered by the Viking king Waldemar I of Denmark. At some point in history it again became German.
The island was once covered by dense oak forests, but these were cleared as a precaution during wars in the 17th century to provide the Danes with less wood for shipping and to solidify their naval forces.
Deep in the dark,
Morning limned,
Caladium in summer garden.
DeKalb County (Oak Grove), Georgia, USA.
6 July 2026.
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❀ Botanical notes:
☞ “Caladium is a genus of flowering plants in the arum family (Araceae), native to South America and Central America, and naturalized in most of the rest of the world's tropics. It grows in open areas of forests and on riverbanks, going dormant during the dry season. The wild plants grow to 15 to 35 inches tall (40–90 cm), with leaves mostly 6 to 18 inches long and broad (15–45 cm).”
☞ “Caladium bicolor — commonly known as angel wings, caladium, elephant's ears, mother-in-law plant — is a tender perennial summer flowering bulb known for its colorful, arrowhead-shaped leaves that come in a rainbow of colors like white, pink, red, green, and bicolor. The flowers and fruits are ornamentally insignificant. The plant is propagated by tubers.”
☞ “Caladiums are popular as houseplants; many cultivars have been developed, including the Florida Sweetheart.”
— North Carolina Cooperative Extension.
— Wikipedia.
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“when we look up, it widens our horizons. we see what a little speck we are in the universe, so insignificant, and we all take ourselves so seriously, but in the sky, there are no boundaries. No differences of caste or religion or race.”
― Julia Gregson, East of the Sun
High winds splash clouds across the sky above a line of willows and cottonwoods. This was the scene on my bike commute home on a beautiful winter's day last week. I was happy to have my point and shoot camera in my pack- no polarizer or other filters needed- the light and color as is was sufficient. This is a two shot merge to get the full grandeur of the sky.
With the mass of "Wild Boar fell" in the background, Northern Rail class 158's No.185845 and 158859 with the 2H66 1607 Carlisle to Skipton pales into insignificance against the surrounding environment as they near the top of their climb to Ais gill summit from Mallerstang.
Settle and Carlise line.
19th April 26.
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A special magnolia blossom, garnished with an approaching pollinator. Apologies to all you bug aficionados if my post processing failed to do justice to the bee; my knowledge of insects is insignificantly different from zero. And I get no credit for capturing the bee; another shot three minutes later shows no insects, and three minutes after that less interesting (to me) insects.
Lauterbrunnental, Berner Oberland/ Switzerland
Im Angesicht der mächtigen Berge in den Zentralalpen wirkt alles Menschengemachte sehr klein und unbedeutend.
In the face of the mighty mountains in the Central Alps, everything man-made seems very small and insignificant.
The CY-3500 shipping freighter often nicknamed the "Abjurer" due to the fact that once you start working in the shipping business for Cy-Tech industries, your whole identity is insignificant, and by working for Cy-Tech, your past experiences don't matter, and most pilots simply denounce their past and speak of it no more.
If you can pilot a spaceship and unload its cargo, that's all you need.
The CY-3500 is the economic beast of the corporations, and is an essential counterpart to galactic economy.
Its cargo is kept safe inside the ship, and its thick armor protects it from all but the most fearsome pirates and vagabonds.
While it doesn't have a large amount of shipping space, it is the preferred option for rich individuals who can afford luxuries such as protected cargo.
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I'd like to thank all of the people who critiqued this creation while it was still a WIP!
The biggest thank you has to go to Simon Liu due to the fact that he guided the beginning of this creation, and basically made sure that this wasn't a crappy build. :)
And thank you to all of the rest of you who commented! It helped SO much.
I hope that you guys like this one. :)
#AB_FAV_SUMMER_to_AUTUM_ 🍄🍁🍂
In my garden, this is the only plant I do not know the name of!
I bought it on the market, years ago, it had a lovely photo of how it would become, no name though... shows again how deceptive photos can be, LOL!
Anyway, it is not very big, very hardy, with insignificant small leaves, in late Spring... it grows insignificant little white flowers, mostly hidden under the leaves, in Summer it is ... just there?
Then comes Autumn, and the leaves turn on all the colours of the rainbow, for a few short weeks it becomes an ABSOLUTE focal point of attraction in the garden... pure GLORY... then it's gone again... till next year!
I thought I'd share this with you.
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Uttar Pradesh - Varanasi - Manikarnika Ghat - Cremation place
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Manikarnika Ghat is one of the holiest cremation grounds among the sacred riverfronts (ghats) alongside the river Ganga.
It is one of the oldest ghats in Varanasi. The Manikarnika Ghat is mentioned in a Gupta inscription of 5th century.
In Hinduism, death is considered as a gateway to another life marked by the results of one's karma. It is believed that a dead human's soul attains moksha and hence breaks the cycle of rebirth when cremated here. Thus, scores of the elderly across the whole country seek to walk up to its edges and spend their last days absorbing the charisma of the ghat, making death painless and insignificant to be pondered upon.