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A not insignificant "place"of the art service area Illertal- East at Dettingen.The designer is the Austrian architect Herbert Maierhofer.
EXPLORE #29.01.2015
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Commentary.
The sandstone pillars, chimneys and spires that make up the
“bristly” ridge of Stac Pollaidh, in Assynt, Sutherland, fade to oblivion,
as the sun seems to fall towards the horizon.
At a mere 612 metres or 2,008 feet
this weathered “Inselberg” resembles a volcanic cone,
but is largely a sedimentary sandstone monolith,
with a 3 billion-year-old base of Lewisian Gneiss.
Despite its modest elevation, the views from its summit,
of Assynt, and its “other worldly” landscape, is quite spectacular.
As day sinks to twilight this timeless landscape seems totally unmoved
by the passing of another mere day,
when eons have passed by, since it came to be.
Its eternal beauty and ancient creation made me feel
very temporary, small, insignificant and humble.
Nevertheless, I also felt very privileged to spend this
exquisite, but fleeting moment, at the end of a glorious day.
This is one of my favourite shots from the Eyjafjallajökull eruption so far! Last Sunday, the activity of the volcano was on its maximum: rocks of molten lava were thrown probably more than a kilometre up in the sky. What a mindblowing experience! In the face of that power I felt so small and insignificant - but grateful and thrilled at the same time as I was able to witness it from a save distance.
The eruption in this picture was not that high compared to others of that night, but it was mindblowingly beautiful! I decided to take a few shots on a rather short shutter speed (0.9 sec) to not blur the movement of the clouds too much: and exactely then the most beautiful eruption of the night occured. At the same time, the stream of lava flowing from the crater did increase (you can see it glowing in the middle of the glacier in the foreground!) which caused the white cloud within the glacier - the most perfect composition I could have wished for! It clearly was one of THE shots of my volcano-hunt! Two weeks of camping, feeding exclusively of pasta (yummy!) while waiting for something to happen (meaning: freezing on different hills and mountaintops) and even more waiting payed of! I'm on cloud nine! :-)
Taken Monday 10th of May at 2:14am
Life is a series of steps. Things are done gradually. Once in a while there is a giant step, but most of the time we are taking small, seemingly insignificant steps on the stairway of life.
Ralph Ransom
Always a pleasure to find these! Main shot is from Shrawardine and in comments, with the Pine Ladybird, is from Felton Butler.
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An eastbound BNSF train raises up beside the Painted Cliffs at Manuelito, NM. Generations ago this was Indian Territory. It took a special breed to in this harsh environment and today it takes just the same to traverse it as seen by this train made insignificantly small by its surroundings.
Dear Lord,
Help me to relax about insignificant details, beginning tomorrow at 7:41:23 a.m. EST.
Help me to consider people's feelings, even if most of them are hypersensitive.
Help me to take responsibility for the consequences of my actions, even though they're usually not my fault.
Help me to not try to run everything - but, if you need some help, please feel free to ask me.
Help me to be more laid back, and help me to do it exactly right.
Help me to take things more seriously, especially laughter, parties, and dancing.
Give me patience, and I mean right now!
Help me not be a perfectionist. (Did I spell that correctly?)
Help me to finish everything I sta
Help me to keep my mind on one thing ... (oh, look at that nice ass!)..... at a time.
Help me to do only what I can, and trust you for the rest. And would you mind putting that in writing?
Keep me open to others' ideas, misguided though they may be.
Help me follow established procedures. Hey, wait ... this is wrong ...
Help me slow down andnotrushthroughwhatido.
Thank you, Lord.
Amen "
I wonder if God has a sense of humour....sure hope so or else I'm in serious trouble :) Happy Sunday!
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
I took this shot in Key Largo, FL. I didn't take the time to plan out where I would spend my sunset, so I pretty much just took the first road that I thought had a good vibe as soon as the sun started setting, as I was really only driving through on my way to Key West. As I drove down the road, I saw a man playing catch with his son in the road, so I stopped and asked him if he knew of any good places to take a picture. He pointed back behind me, and said there was a small park I could check out. I drove right past it the first time around, the entrance was so insignificant. Once inside the narrow park, I walked directly to the water, and this rock pile was pretty much the only thing there. I got a few shots off as the sun was setting, and this is one of them. The ocean was as warm as bath water (that you have been sitting in for a while...so still warm, but not hot...ya know)...
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The sanstone cliffs of Sydney feel insignificant against the endless ocean and under the tumultuous skies
When the darkness comes, keep an eye on the light - whatever that is for you - no matter how far away it seems.
Jan Berry
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STOP! Life moves at such a rapid pace that much too often we miss the most memorable moments in our lives and we're left with nothing but an insignificant blur.
This morning I woke up to a big sea running. The big seas suddenly arrive with out any forewarning, a complete opposite of the tranquil conditions of the past few days. The immense power of the sea is awe inspiring. One feels just how insignificant we are on this earth.
Context can be an interesting thing. Often we talk about the difficulty of understanding an image when it is taken out of its context. But sometimes an image needs to be removed from its context to become more. I feel like this photo fits that latter category. As strange as it may sound, I almost didn't decide to even bother with this shot. Standing there at the edge of this lake, surrounded by this insanely gorgeous view and with the memories of the epic hike up fresh in mind, this little corner of Colchuck Lake seemed rather insignificant. It was pretty, but compared to the beauty around it it just didn't seem all that "worth it". It is a bit hard to explain, perhaps. The scale and grandeur of the mountains above the lake, plus the depth of color in the lake, the sense of pristine quiet, the crispness of the air that was both invigorating but also promising of harsher temperatures to come, the perfect reflection of everything above, the clear blue sky... it was all so rich that it made even this photogenic section seem a bit drab by comparison. But I made the photo anyway and in the end I am glad I did, because as the vibrancy of those memories faded and the context that this image was created in settled into more distant memory, the image itself came forward more. And looking at it now, I really appreciate the beauty it captured, even while I can still remember how it was but a fraction of the whole around it.
Pentax 67
Kodak Ektar 100
I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you
-The Holiday
editing based on this amazing girls photos.
the butterfly effect;
scientist proved that the butterfly makes such a big impact on the world, that something as insignificant as flapping its wings, can cause a hurricane or tornado on the other side of the world, as it sends particles through the air which send other particles through the air, and so on.
so never for a second think you're insignificant!
If I feel uncertain I will raise my voice.
If I feel poverty I will think of wealth to come.
If I feel incompetent I will think of past success.
If I feel insignificant I will remember my goals.
Today I will be the master of my emotions.
-Og Mandino, “The Greatest Salesman in the World”
sorry if you guys had to see this with no title T_T
gaaah. so okay. another photo for this series! woo.
hope y'all like this one :D
the weather is soo unpredictable these days. pretty irritating :|
OH NOES. school starts TOMORROW. NO NO NO!
die. T_T
i will die.
THE WORST THING: the person i dread the most is my effin' classmate. GAHD.
die. x_x
wish me luck O_O
Those of you who know this place well won’t be surprised at all when I tell you it was raining. Raining even harder than it had done six days earlier when we passed through on the way north towards the Great Glen. But when I recalled my own experiences here, which include a three night winter stay at the Youth Hostel six and a half years ago, I realised that this was my first time here when things were kicking off upstairs. Maybe I’d been riding my luck up until now. But then maybe again I hadn’t. After all, that famous Glencoe weather can add bags of atmosphere to an image. The place screams mood from every summit as you make your way through the famous mountain pass, the Three Sisters on one side, the Aonach Eagach ridge on the other. When you’re driving east, towards the Devil’s Staircase and the Buachaille, they tower imperiously over the road, almost suffocating you, making you feel as if you were no more than an insignificant speck of dust. I’ve only driven up that pass a handful of times - no more than four or five - but every time I’ve felt it. The formidable grandeur bearing down and swamping the senses. It’s like no other place I know and I don’t think I’d ever get bored of it. I know I’m fortunate to live in a pretty special part of these islands myself, but if we could just have a few mountains transported down to Cornwall on loan once or twice a year that really would be very nice thank you.
We stopped three times, just to step outside the van and gawp at the scenery. There should have been a fourth because I wanted to have a look at the River Coe beside the Clachaig Inn, but while Brenda was in gear, my brain wasn’t and I missed the turning. I’d forgotten exactly how far down the pass it was - (note to self, big brown sign on right hand side of road that says “visitor attractions”). I’m still kicking myself. Each brief halt brought the by now familiar battle with the weather. At times it felt as if almost every shot I tried to take in Scotland on this trip involved an endless game of wiping rain spots from the lens. On a dedicated photography trip, I might have been found sitting by a waterfall, dressed from head to foot in waterproofs, armed with a thermos flask, sandwiches and a large bag of Haribo all stars, the camera under a shower cap and mounted on the tripod, taking pretty much the same shot fifty times or more. But this was mostly a smash and grab trip, stealing images from the landscape in five minute handheld bursts, using the elements rather than fighting them when I could, thanking that wonderfully bleak weather for keeping the day trippers inside their vehicles. Here, I hid behind the van, my back to the weather, waiting for gaps in the rain before quickly turning, framing and shooting, as if rehearsing some strange new dance step, then returning to my shelter, wiping the glass and preparing to go again. I'm not sure the move will ever catch on, but then again I believe Claudia and Tess are on the lookout for a couple of new male professional dancers, so you never know.
What I love most about this place is the fierce contrasts, the bright window of light illuminating the land and sky above Loch Achtriochtan and further west, while black clouds fill the sky beyond the huge green foreground frame. And the rapid fire smash and grab approach would later mean that instead of fifty images, I might only be choosing from five, four of which would probably have rain spots blighting every corner of the frame. None caught the mood more aptly than this one, which shouts the name Glencoe from the top of my rafters. Funny to think that a hastily taken snap in the face of a hostile weather system would end up being one of my favourites from the trip. Words alone can’t tell the story of our time there this year any better than this.
The Glencoe stop and snap show turned out to be the last photocall of the day. By the time we arrived at the hookup I’d booked at the Mountain Resort, things had become increasingly lively outside. Apart from stepping from the van to connect the electricity cable and switch on the gas, we stayed firmly inside. A heavy gust of wind lifted the grey water tank from where I’d set it down on the ground and dumped it precisely midway beneath the chassis, where it remained out of reach until things had calmed down the following morning. Through the windscreen the Buachaille and the world beyond lay hidden in clouds as one squall after another battered furiously at the roof above our heads. And this was in July, the middle of summer. I wonder what it’s like when things are going ballistic here in a winter whiteout? Highly photogenic I suspect - if you can actually see anything that is..
"The Boot"
Merry Christmas!
Less than 100 years ago, we thought the Milky Way was the universe. On December 30, 1924 Edwin Hubble after whom the Hubble telescope is named after, discovered that the Andromeda is actually a galaxy and there are other galaxies out there like ours. Of course now, scientists think there may be other universes than our own. We are just a very infinitesimally insignificant part of the yet to be understood multiverse. 50 years ago today, the crew of Apollo 8 witnessed Earth rise in the dark void of space over the lunar horizon. Now on the image presented here..
After we were made to feel unwelcome enough by a workshop group at Mobius Arch, my friends and I moved to the Boot Arch. We had scouted the area earlier during daylight hours but still the quarter mile hike in the dark seemed to last longer since there are fewer rocks and features to use as landmarks near this area. And luckily it was chilly enough that any hungry reptiles were were probably asleep.
At the time, I was convinced about which part of the rock is the “Boot”. I did not know the facts until much later. Apparently this is also called "The Lady's Boot Arch”. It sure does not look like something a cowboy would wear. There is still a lot more interesting subjects to shoot in Alabama Hills with its endless possibilities and compositions. Since the early 1920s, 150 movies and about a dozen television shows have been filmed here in the archetypical "rugged" environment. Legendary actors like John Wayne, Steve McQueen, Humphrey Bogart, Charles Bronson, Burt Lancaster, Clint Eastwood and Gregory Peck to Jamie Foxx worked to create cinematic history here.
This image is a single row panorama of 5 vertical frames. Each frame had 10 exposures stacked for noise reduction. So, 50 shots in all. Except for the low level light shining through the boot arch, the rest is from ambient star light. Alabama Hills is a Bortle 2 dark sky location and is dark enough to see the structures in the Milky Way easily with the naked eye.
SONY Alpha a7RII
ZEISS Camera Lenses Batis 25mm f/2
ISO 10000, 10s at f/2
5 frames with 10 exposures each stacked for Noise Reduction
Processed in Capture One Pro & Adobe Photoshop
Photo 19 - The Disney Fantasy cruise ship appearing as a speck in the sunset during our cruise to the Caribbean last week.
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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, bringing in a branch, in the studio I can really show you the glory.
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Let me confess that I am not without sin, but my sins are insignificant to the sins of my church. I am deeply saddened, but not shocked by the revelations yesterday from the Attorney General of Pennsylvania on the Grand Jury findings into the sexual abuse of children by Catholic priests, there have been rumors for years that this was going on and yet nothing was ever done. The Catholic Church can no longer deny the facts that Catholic preists, so-called "men of God" sexually abused children, there is no argument, it is fait acompli. You can NOT put a good spin on something as heinous as this, there is nothing the church can say to right this wrong, nothing and in my opinion, this is something that can not be fixed, this is a broken religion ruled by broken and morally corrupt people. People who knew this was going on and did nothing to stop it are as as culpable as the evil men who committed these horrific acts against children. I have no faith in the Catholic Church to do the right thing.
It is suggested that there may have been up to about 3000 castles throughout Scotland. There are fortified strongholds almost everywhere, some still standing, some reduced to almost invisible traces in the landscape. So many are tourist magnets: Edinburgh, Stalker, Eilean Donan to mention a few. But what about the one in the picture? Name? Dumbarton, it may look insignificant, but.................
Dumbarton Castle has the longest recorded history of any stronghold in Scotland. It overlooks the Scottish town of Dumbarton and guards the point where the River Leven joins the River Clyde. Its recorded history reaches back 1,500 years. At that time the place was known as Alt Clut, ‘Rock of the Clyde’. Later it became known by the Gaelic name Dun Breatann, ‘Fortress of the Britons’, from which the name Dumbarton is derived.
From the 5th century AD until 1018, Dumbarton Rock was the capital of the British kingdom of Strathclyde. Legend tells of Merlin the magician staying at King Riderch’s court there in the 6th century. The Rock was besieged several times, but the Viking assault in 870 was by far the worst. After a four-month siege, Kings Olaf and Ivar of Dublin carried off the slaves and looted treasure in 200 longships.
In the Middle Ages, Dumbarton Rock became an important royal castle. The medieval castle was built by Alexander II of Scotland around 1220 as a bulwark against the threat from Norway, whose kings ruled the Hebrides and the islands in the Clyde. When it was first built, the Norwegian frontier lay just 16km downriver, and Dumbarton served as a Border stronghold. The Battle of Largs in 1263 effectively removed the threat from Norway, but it was soon replaced by an even greater menace from England.
In 1305, during the Wars of Independence with England, William Wallace may have been held prisoner here for a short time, before being taken to London for execution. The Wallace Tower is thought to be named in his honour.
The castle’s geographical position, distanced from the political heartland of the country, reduced its importance somewhat, but it also made it a good postern, or back gate, through which her rulers could come and go with comparative ease. David II (in 1333–4) and Mary Queen of Scots (in 1548) both sheltered here until ships could take them to France and safety.
When Mary returned to Scotland in 1561 to begin her personal reign, she landed at Leith, near Edinburgh on the east coast. Dumbarton’s long and distinguished role as ‘gateway’ was over. However, its role as a garrison fortress continued. Substantial new artillery fortifications were built in the 17th and early 18th centuries. These are what the visitor sees today, for nothing survives from the Dark-Age fortress, and precious little from the medieval castle.
In later centuries, the rock became a formidable garrison fortress, its defences bristling with guns. It last saw military action as recently as the Second World War.
Dwarfed by the city skyline, 20227 Sherlock Holmes and 20189 sit at Birmingham Snow Hill having arrived with 1T53 from Stratford-upon-Avon. By now, the pair should have already run round and have been back at Tyseley, but to a problem with 20189 the empty stock move was delayed, eventually leaving 40 minutes after the time of capture.
Location: Pink Forests, Kioko
Objective: Intercept Imperial cargo hand-off
Time Period: One month after "Riots on Coruscant"
Build: 12x12 Challenge Entry (no rating)
Log User: Beru Wen
Language: Basic
///LOG ENTRY\\\
"I was sent on a minimal, insignificant mission to the Pink Forests of Kioko. I've not had too many missions lately, so receiving a small assignment from Zach was nothing surprising to me....
Upon landing in the Ozark Deserts on the western side of Kioko, I began surveillance of the surrounding area, trying to find where in the world the hand-off was taking place. High Command could not provide any significant information about the hand-off due to a few malfunctioned messaging discs. Seems like our group could use a little tech upgrade.
About two hours later, walking through densely populated pink forests, I suddenly tripped over a low branch which lay directly in front of me. Grabbing the tough, sandy ground, I was able to quickly regain balance, and in good time. A squad of Imperial stormtroopers, about twenty meters off, began rushing towards me. I had found the hand-off.
Immediately, the cross fire began. Ducking, leaping, just trying to use my amazing talent to dodge the attack from the enemy. Good thing I brought along my newly forged invisible saber. It comes in very handy... Maybe I should create one for Kevin some time.
After all the troops were taken care of I strode to the place where the cargo rested. Looked like a few simple containers, and after unlocking each box, I reached in. What I saw was incredible...Several small crystals, kyber crystals if I am correct, were held in each box. Maybe Nightfall was right.... The Imperials have something planned, and it's not good."
///END LOG\\\
Welcome back! Here's my second entry to the first of many monthly challenges in The Survivors RPG! This month's challenge is 12x12.
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This was a quick 1hr build that I whipped up today. Wanted to expand more of my sig-figs stories, because Beru Wen was on my mind and I hadn't already used her in many builds already. The terrain for this MOC was prep for an upcoming build from concept art from The Rise of Skywalker movie. The pink tree came together using some older, already broken trees from previous builds. Hopefully it looks pretty good--I'm always lacking those brown whips.
The planet this build takes place on is 100% fictional and is not connected to any particular existing Star Wars planet.
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Shot last summer on Lowestoft beach minutes after sunrise. The seemingly insignificant track of surf glint in the sun and made a lovely leading line. The clouds literally glowed orange for no more than a few minutes and i was lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time.
Scoliopus biglovii cultivar, NE Seattle, King Co., WA, 17 Feb 2026.
I was happy to see this in bloom, as I've never seen this early flowering California species the wild. I planted it in the late summer of 2024, but this is the first time it's flowered for us. The corollas themselves are relatively small and insignificant, until you get up close!
Noun. nicky nacky noo (plural nicky nacky noos) A nonsense placeholder phrase for a nonspecific thing or action, especially something small or insignificant.
The Wiggles also put out a song from memory.
I took this photo during our day trip to Blackpool. Across the road from the tower the path is full of silly sayings.
Such an essence of New Orleans and Mardi Gras for me! The little cottage- insignificant and quirky, I am sure- but SO suited to us!
May ALL your Mardi Gras wishes and otherwise come true!
from Malta
a couple of my friends have a fear of wide open spaces like oceans but I find it comforting to feel so insignificant
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September 27, 2011.
We always forget to see feel the magic in the smallest things.
The blinking of water bokeh as the slightest movement causes a ripple in the waves; the way a strand of hair manages to dance ever so gracefully in the wind; the most basic 'Thank you', that could make a service staff's day one hundred times better.
It is of course easier to see the bigger picture, to look forward to the end result, to forget all the details and just throw away the tiny things that don't seem to matter.
But they do matter. Even the most insignificant dust specks floating in the air are important. The splash of the tiniest water droplet. The beating of a butterfly's delicate wings as it glides away from your outstretched hand. All small things, that help to build up a much bigger, obvious scene.
So please don't forget. Remember them. Remember how they're part of life. How they're the careful touches on a otherwise carelessly constructed world. How much you need them to be there. Remember.
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Love the way the camera brings out the delicate beauty of the little flowers of rushes, which are pretty insignificant to the naked eye...
Garden of the Royal College of Physicians, Central London
"There is nothing insignificant in the world. It all depends on the point of view."
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Ever have one of those ethereal moments where your problems just feel so insignificant and you are able to actually soak up the beauty of everything around you? A moment where you just love the environment you're in and the company by your side? This was one of those moments and I am grateful that I was able to capture it.
i love the moment of life that absolutely dwarf you.
that show you where you fit and how small you are.
that remind you that we are specs of dust caught up in a tornado and we never even know we are spinning.
- Tyler Knott Gregson
location: mahabalipuram, tamil nadu
Saw this old man in Varanasi who spent atleast half an hour sincerely trying to fix his glasses. It was just a simple piece of thread that had come off and he was trying to tie it on either ends of the specs. The way he went about it suggested that simple piece of thread was the only thread he could afford. Made me realise that things we consider as insignificant holds a lot of significance for many others.
A drop of water may seem insignificant, but as Mother Teresa once said, 'the ocean would never be the same without it'. We are like a drop of water in the ocean of life. We flow. We adapt. We resist. United with other drops of water, we grow ... become more powerful ... We make our way to the stream, flow into the river and become part of the ocean. We are a waterdrop!
Who are we? We find that we live on an insignificant planet of a humdrum star lost in a galaxy tucked away in some forgotten corner of a universe in which there are far more galaxies than people.
I went out to the desert on friday after work to get a better shot of the Milky Way and when I pulled it up on my iPad, while out in the desert, a plane had flown right into my shot. Didn't see it at all at the time of shooting. I also think I captured the andromeda galaxy in the bottom left corner.
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Today is random acts of kindness day. My young daughter and I created a bunch of bookmarks and thank you notes to pass out and share some kindness today. Feel free to join in the giving. Not my favorite composition but off to do much more important work today, sharing happiness with others.
My daughter and I had so much fun passing out the bookmarks at the library today. There is something totally satisfying about giving something as insignificant as a bookmark and seeing the true joy of the recipients surprise for the gift. We decided to make a second batch because it was so rewarding. It has been a successful day of giving and I feel incredibly satisfied at seeing how much my daughter enjoyed the experience.