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The power of the water, the threatening clouds and the majesty the mountain. Someone might feel insignificant in front of this. I find it revitalizing instead.
Last Sunday was lovely and sunny! The first decent one for some time! Was pleased to find more of these gorgeous Red-headed Ladybirds!
Myddle - Shropshire
Common woolybush
A large shrub growing to 4m tall with small insignificant flowers.
Occasionally it produces a nectary on the end of its leaves. The nectaries attract insects to feed on the nectar and spread seed.
Many Adenanthos species flower on and off throughout the year, with peak flowering during spring. Flowers are bird or insect pollinated with honeyeaters and bees feeding on nectar. Extra-floral nectaries on the tips of leaves attract ants and it is thought that fruits have elaiosome bodies that are ant-attracting.
This small, insignificant little river running through Bradgate Park, Leicestershire is one of real beauty. Partly following its natural course and part helped by man made structures it's a real draw for all that visit.
www.british-dragonflies.org.uk/species/migrant-hawker
Description
Length: 63mm
Flight Period: August to October (some individuals in July and November)
A small Hawker, not aggressive towards other individuals and occasionally seen in large feeding swarms. It flies late into the autumn and is likely to be the only Hawker found in November. The costa is brown and there is a "golf-tee" shaped, yellow mark on S2.
Male: looks quite dark with blue, paired spots along the abdomen. The pale yellow ante-humerals are indistinct and short and eyes are blue.
Female: brown with similar markings to the male but the spots are smaller and often yellow, occasionally blue. The ante-humerals are insignificant or absent and eyes are brownish.
Habitat
Breeds in standing water but may be found well away from water along hedgerows or woodland edges. Frequently resting low in vegetation.
Status & Distribution
Common and increasing its range. Strongholds in southern England, but now reaching well into northern England and recently appeared in Ireland. Continental migrants may boost the population in late summer.
Nymania capensis
Common Name:- Chinese Lantern
Family: Meliaceae
Seen in the National Botanical Gardens Worsecter, South Africa
Setteljoch is a relatively insignificant hill within the Karwendel Naturpark in the Austrian Tyrol. As is often the case with more modest mountains, the all round views are magnificent and enhanced by the snow cover following a spell of bad weather..
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...
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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Have a wonderful day, filled with love and beauty, M, (*_*)
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"When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars which thou hast ordained; What is man that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man that thou visitest him?" Psalm viii. 3-4
Makes one feel rather insignificant, doesn't it?
“Imagination is the parallel universe of a writer. If he is not responding to you in this world, he is probably responding to someone in the imaginary world.”
― Heenashree Khandelwal
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=lbjZPFBD6JU
COME AWAY WITH ME – NORAH JONES
For so long I felt
like a passenger within my own existence
MIND THE GAP
too easy to slip between the platform and the track
STEP BACK
I saw myself as others do
in the mirror; stuck like glue
sometimes the world seems mad to me
I cannot decipher reality
with virtuality offering me
an alternative way of life
and yet it still brings strife
STAND BACK
and view myself from a distance
the mirror is hazy or my eye is lazy
idle thoughts; internal chatter
hardly real; none of it matters
what ifs … just like sliding doors
am I asleep; am I no more
if only I'd been present when
the little hand was close to ten
instead of which it chose to slow
in jerky movements; cold as snow
the second hand passed by too often
out of sync; real time forgotten
but what is real time; what do we know
we tell ourselves it's time to go
STOP THE CLOCK
let me see …
life is but a mystery
a game of chance; serendipity
a roll of dice; simplicity
yet still I complicate it
still I feel that I don't fit
the more I try; the more I fall
misunderstood and feeling small
insignificant; circumspect
afraid of what; of what comes next
indecision; I'm rigid and still
imprisons me; tinnitus shrill
whistling loud like a runaway train
I long for oblivion; an end to pain
regain perspective; hard to do
I'm caught between; can't see it through
the way is shadowy; the figures like sticks
a humungous wall of solid bricks
a fortress; insurmountable
I hit my head against the wall
I am me; nobody's fool
and yet I bleed and still I fall
my angel for today is FREEDOM
but I am two days late
if only I'd known; if only the clock
had awakened me from my dream-like state
I left but did anybody notice
I am good with numbers; I can tell you now
only two who missed my presence
who recognised the loss somehow
thrashing madly; shallow water
even now I'm drowning
like a fish I know my depths
and out of water I am floundering
haunted moments; sacred ghosts
of past and present and future
hang in the air; they silence me
with whispers hushed they tighten my sutures
HANG UP
my boots are done with walking
two steps forward; one step back
RISE UP
my voice is tired of talking
of the things my body lacks
poetry is my voice for now
it is cathartic; it is profound
for me and anyone else who sees
what it's like drowning in this sea
the depths I sink
in darkness; silence
a time to think
and find my way
FLATLINE
I have bottomed out
too weak to fight;
too weak to shout
but there is nothing left to do
endure the silence
bear the pain
until the answers find a way
to bring a rainbow after rain
STAY DOWN
there's nothing wrong with that
STAY QUIET
keep thoughts beneath my hat
STAY SILENT
let the reasons flow
let me decide
let me go
then I'll come back
I'll let you know
how I feel about this world
how I feel about this other
when the sliding doors unstick
and move again on well-oiled rails
no longer gnawing; feeling sick
so I can choose to free myself
apply the logic that seldom fails
but just for now it proves elusive
and I am overwhelmed
too sensitive; my shell is cracking
there's something in me; something lacking
need time to figure out a way
where I can live in peace on here
and still feel peace within my world
a compromise; new understanding
a longing for strong sense of self
where did I go; how long gone
time stood still and swallowed me
preserved in amber; cannot clamber
out of this mire; this soliloquoy
where my words fall on deaf ears
except for the treasured few
I see you; love you; I am thankful
you see me and I see you.
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Somos realmente insignificantes como seres, pero terriblemente dañinos. ¡Buenos días!
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Sendero SL-NA 63A - Selva de Irati, Navarra.
Mas detalles del recorrido en fotohiking.com/el-bosque-de-zabaleta-en-irati/
HAPPY NEW YEAR, DEAR FRIENDS!!!
“For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning.”
T.S. Eliot
This is the first day of the rest of my life. For however long or short our lives are we should live them to the full and fulfil our dreams and achieve our goals and sometimes when we find we have gone full circle and are right back at the beginning we can break that perpetual circle and strike out in any direction on a new adventure, but whatever path we take be certain in the knowledge that no experience. no matter how small, is insignificant. Even the tiniest of things may have a great impact on us; may enrich our life, even if it is a bad experience. The important thing is to keep moving; keep seeing the beauty in the world; keep learning from our mistakes and keep becoming the best version of ourselves that we can be. Occasionally we may trip up; we may fall down; we may live a life interrupted, but we should never allow these things to define who we are; never give up … that's my motto, not just for 2019, but always; all my life, and so as we move into a New Year, I wish you, my loyal and trusted friends, all the happiness, love and riches that money cannot buy; those things that are free for all and all we have to do is choose. for life is full of choices and please do not worry if you slip up; we all do from time to time. Please never beat yourself up for it is our small imperfections that make us human and remember, if someone or something appears to be “too good to be true”, trust your instincts; follow your heart; adjust your sails accordingly and although I cannot promise smooth sailing across a peaceful ocean beneath an unblemished sky, I know that even in choppy waters, darkened by stormy skies, the light remains and will guide you, for that light is within you always and nothing can shut it out and even if you do not believe in something greater than ourselves; something outside our very existence; at least believe in yourself.
Goodnight and God Bless xxxxx
I hope you like my cover of this beautiful song, which was suggested to me by my good friend Dave and one day I hope he will play drums for me and with James on guitar, I think we could form a band!! ; 0)) Hope to do another version of this at some point with both of them, but for now Poppy does Karaoke!! ; 0))
Oh yes, it cuts out after 3 minutes, so I will be looking forward to the new Flickr allowance of 10 minutes, but in the meantime, I will be posting the full version to YouTube at some point and when I do will leave a link here. Thanks my friends!
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Thanks for visiting. I am very grateful for the very kind comments and faves.
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'Our persistence is insignificant on our own, but what would we do without it?
We focus inwards, dwell and sink deeper, while the picture gets bigger and bigger'
As people might know I've been finding it really hard to create new work recently. Though I'd been trying and had concepts ready to create, nothing came out right and it didn't feel good enough. I came really close to stopping this project but I'm glad I didn't. Its all a huge learning process.
Perched up here, everything below seems insignificant. Buildings so small, cars appear as ants!
Nikon D800
Nikon AF-S 24-70mm f/2.8G ED Lens
F13 | 3 sec | ISO 100 | 48mm
Lee Filters | 1.2GND soft
15 Images Stitched
#4871 - 2021 Day 122: Space is such a tonic right now for me. And when I see a walker in a natural space, small and apparently insignificant, I feel a beautiful sense of solitude. We have learned that life and civilisation is fragile and that we are vulnerable, and it is in my own moments of natural solitude that I understand this most clearly.
I'm used to photographing 91s with load 9 or 10 behind them but when it comes to getting one light loco you have to think of a location that wont make the loco look insignificant. So I picked Belton Lane just south of Peascliffe Tunnel to fott 91106 tonight as it shows off its Blunt end working 0Z11 Doncaster - Bounds Green
I know - it seems like such an insignificant thing - but I am fascinated by the various household glass items that are continuously making their way down the Marys River, onto our farm every year. Without fail, I find at least one new piece of glassware in the shallow section of "beach" at the north corner of the property. Yesterday was the first time I have had access to this area (we are close to the summer low water level already), and immediately I spotted this jar, half submerged in the sandy river bottom.
I'm showing the clear side of the jar - the opposite side is deeply stained with an Iron patina from all the dissolved Iron in the river. It's almost black around the rim and on one side. My search suggests that this was a jar of "Table Garden Relish Spread" by the Wheatley Mayonnaise Co. in Kentucky. (See: www.northernkentuckyauction.com/auctions/20285/lot/56474-...)
That link is the ONLY reference I found on the Web that had a photo of this jar. It likely dates to between 1920 and 1940.
When I find one of these relics I start to wonder - where (and when) did it start its journey in the Marys River? It's been in the river for about 80 years, and probably moves some distance every year. How far, I cannot imagine - maybe a few feet per year, maybe some years some of these objects travel hundreds of feet. Did these kitchen items all come from one household, or many? Did they come from the original house here on the farm, and have only traveled 3/4 of a mile around the hairpin curve of river that frames our farm? I have no idea. But I sure do wonder.
Photographed on Kodak Tmax 400 film, developed with Crawley's FX-55 Ascorbate developer (1:9, 12 minutes).
Rolleiflex 2.8E Planar with the Rolleinar II close-up lens.
¤ On Black ¤
There is mounting evidence that human influences in coastal habitats may be creating conditions more favorable to jellies, leading to an increased frequency of blooms and reduced populations of larval fishes. They may seem insignificant when washed up on a beach, but gelatinous animals are certainly worthy of our attention and study. The high abundance of sea nettles makes scientists believe they play a significant role in the planktonic food chain.
--from www.mbayaq.org/efc/living_species/default.asp?hOri=1&...
I like these sea nettle portraits--they look like creatures of imagination coming to life out of a lava lamp.
It's not often that the weather looks perfect on Skye, and even less often does the wind also play along and allow us to fly the Trotternish Ridge. THankfully, after the not insignificant journey from Aberdeenshire, I arrived at Staffin to see Ben already flying. Here, I've joined him as he soars level with the fascinating landforms that make up the Trotternish Ridge.
Orion Orbits Overhead On Stunning Starry Seaside Sky - IMRAN™
The cluster of stars often known as Orion’s Belt is one of the most familiar sights in the sky. It has fascinated humankind for millennia. Who knows if there are living creatures in the universe that also have views of this combination of heavenly bodies. I’m sure the shape would have to be significantly different ... unless their planet happened to be in the same exact linear alignment as our Earth’s position relative to the points of light making up that imaginary figure.
They are all different distances from earth. I was thinking about how the lights from some of the key stars took so many different periods to hit my eyes when I gazed upon them.
Light from one of them that I captured in this image left the star when Jesus was living, 2000 years ago. The light from another of the points is actually from a combination of stars with one revolving around the other every 1500 years. That is about the time since Prophet Muhammad was alive in Mecca.
Just the thought of the cosmic insignificance of our planet and our individual existences sent a shudder down my spine, as did the chilly Florida winter night as I stood seaside at home looking up at the sights past the palm tree. As I clicked the photo on the warm iPhone in the palm of my hand, I felt a warmth in my heart and a fire in my soul....
I got to see these stars’ lights from almost the exact times when God’s favorite prophets had likely looked up towards the stars near their last days on earth. And Allah, the One God, still has given insignificant me, standing alone on the shore on this cold night, on this tiny insignificant planet, to have unlimited powers.... of imagination, thought, and faith.... to achieve anything I dream, desire and decide. God willing.
© 2020 IMRAN™
#Florida #TampaBay #ApolloBeach #IMRAN #Jesus #Muhammad #history #astronomy #science #philosophy #inspiration #motivation #humility #gratitude #stars #OrionsBelt #prose #religion #spirituality #humanity
Rhyzobius chrysomeloides - 4 of 6 which David & I found last weekend! Showing some of the variation in patterning in the elytra.
Sundorne - Shropshire
If you want to see some proper photos 😂 see here: flic.kr/p/2mNm4Mx and flic.kr/p/2mNoaew
Haha well that's what I was doing here at the Sunday wedding.
Not taken by me, just processed!
I hate how TINY and insignificant my little Canon feels after using that monster. It's such a baby!
Thanks to Nana B Agyei for the inspiration for this one. We were out on a city shoot and this was the very last shot I took. It kinda worked out better than I expected. I should also thank the London Eye, Houses of Parliament and Big Ben I suppose for their not insignificant contributions to this shot!
Tiny and insignificant in the vastness of the ocean.
Eos6D - ISO 100 - Samyang 135mm f/2 @ f/5.6 - 1/400sec
The beaver (genus Castor) is a large, primarily nocturnal, semiaquatic rodent. Castor includes two extant species, the North American beaver (Castor canadensis) (native to North America) and Eurasian beaver (Castor fiber) (Eurasia).[1]Beavers are known for building dams, canals, and lodges (homes). They are the second-largest rodent in the world (after the capybara). Their colonies create one or more dams to provide still, deep water to protect against predators, and to float food and building material. (Source: Wikipaedia)
The Eurasian beaver once played an important part in our landscape (uk) from prehistoric times until it was hunted to extinction in the 16th century for its fur, meat and scent glands (used in perfume!) The loss of this charismatic species also led to loss of the mosaic of lakes, meres, mires, tarns and boggy places that it so brilliantly built. The Young are called kits.
Adrian Lloyd Jones, of the Welsh Beaver Project had this to say:
“A landscape with wild beavers re-established is wonderful to experience. Small, insignificant streams are transformed into cascading mosaics of dams, pools and wetlands, all providing new homes for all sorts of native wildlife, from dragonflies, fish and frogs to water voles, otters and water birds. Beavers would bring our streams, rivers and wetland habitats back to life, managing them perfectly for wildlife and people.”
There is a small population breeding successfully on the river Otter in Devon.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
Self-portrait therapy in one of my favorite places for the win.
{ninety eight}
Looking west from the Temple of Khafre past the great Sphinx at the pyramid of Khafre. Walking across Giza among the ruins was one of the greatest experience in my life. The pyramid of Khafre dates back to 2570 BC. The Sphinx is more than 4,500 years old. I could hardly believe here I was standing in the middle of the Giza Necropolis and all around me were these huge ancient monuments. It certainly made me feel small and insignificant.
"Now I am the ruler of all the ocean! The waves obey my every whim!
The sea and all its spoils bow to my power! "
FIRST, I'm gonna take care of those poor, insignificant fools harpooning dolphins.
Taken at "Genesia". Come and check out Fantasy Faire 2019 at:
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Fairelands%20Junction/121/...
Toda people are a Dravidian ethnic group who live in the Nilgiri Mountains of Tamil Nadu. Before the 18th century and British colonisation, the Toda coexisted locally with other ethnic communities, including the Kota, Badaga and Kurumba, in a loose caste-like society, in which the Toda were the top ranking. During the 20th century, the Toda population has hovered in the range 700 to 900. Although an insignificant fraction of the large population of India, since the early 19th century the Toda have attracted "a most disproportionate amount of attention because of their ethnological aberrancy" and "their unlikeness to their neighbours in appearance, manners, and customs." The study of their culture by anthropologists and linguists proved significant in developing the fields of social anthropology and ethnomusicology.
The Toda traditionally live in settlements called mund, consisting of three to seven small thatched houses, constructed in the shape of half-barrels and located across the slopes of the pasture, on which they keep domestic buffalo. Their economy was pastoral, based on the buffalo, which dairy products they traded with neighbouring peoples of the Nilgiri Hills. Toda religion features the sacred buffalo; consequently, rituals are performed for all dairy activities as well as for the ordination of dairymen-priests. The religious and funerary rites provide the social context in which complex poetic songs about the cult of the buffalo are composed and chanted.
Fraternal polyandry in traditional Toda society was fairly common; however, this practice has now been totally abandoned, as has female infanticide. During the last quarter of the 20th century, some Toda pasture land was lost due to outsiders using it for agriculture or afforestation by the State Government of Tamil Nadu. This has threatened to undermine Toda culture by greatly diminishing the buffalo herds. Since the early 21st century, Toda society and culture have been the focus of an international effort at culturally sensitive environmental restoration. The Toda lands are now a part of The Nilgiri Biosphere Reserve, a UNESCO-designated International Biosphere Reserve; their territory is declared UNESCO World Heritage Site.
Italien / Südtirol - Fischleintal
View back on the way to Rifugio Zsigmondy Comici
Rückblick auf dem Weg zur Zsigmondyhütte
The Fischleintal/ Val Fiscalina
Town/City: Sexten/Sesto Region: Dolomites Region Three Peaks
The Carnic mountain ridge appears almost insignificant compared to the stately Dolomite rock towers on the opposite side of the Sesto valley. But this impression is deceiving! From Sesto, you can not only reach the Tre Cime Dolomiti, a popular and panoramic hiking and skiing area, but also the western foothills of a mountain range that stretches for over 100 km, almost to Villach in Carinthia. Interesting detail: The Carnic Alps were formed long before the Dolomites. Numerous fossil finds indicate a turbulent, geological past. However, the mountain range also has great historical importance, as it forms part of the Italian-Austrian border. Those who want to experience a border passing on high tracks can walk from the Monte Elmo peak (2,434 m) past the Helmhaus and along the ridge - with their left foot in Austria and the right one in Italy. This is also the starting point of the popular Carnic high route, also called the "peace route", which leads in eight to eleven days of walking to Arnoldstein in Carinthia.
(suedtirol.info)
Das Fischleintal (italienisch Val Fiscalina) ist ein rund 4,5 km langes, vom Sextental nach Süden abzweigendes Seitental in den Sextner Dolomiten im östlichsten Teil von Südtirol in Italien.
Lage
Es reicht in voller Breite vom Sextner Ortsteil Moos bis zur Talschlusshütte via Fischleinboden mit gleichnamigem Großparkplatz und Buswendepunkt für den Linienbus Kreuzbergpass-Innichen/Toblach. Das sich zum Talschluss hin verjüngende Tal ist durch Wege, Gaststätten und Beherbergungsbetriebe gut erschlossen. Hinter dem Fischleinboden wird die asphaltierte Straße von unbefestigten, aber gut gangbaren Wegen abgelöst.
Das Tal ist für seine landschaftliche Schönheit überregional bekannt und führt in den Naturpark Drei Zinnen, vorbei an einigen Gipfeln der Sextner Sonnenuhr. Hinter der Talschlusshütte (1.548 m) gabelt es sich am Fuß des Einserkofels in das Bachern- und das Altensteintal, welches gegen die Drei Zinnen und den im Ersten Weltkrieg hart umkämpften Paternkofel hinaufzieht. Auf den Zustiegen zur Dreizinnenhütte auf dem Toblinger Riedel und zur Zsigmondyhütte im Bacherntal wird das Fischleintal oft durchwandert.
Das Fischleintal entwässert über den Fischleinbach, der im Sextner Ortsteil Moos in den Sextner Bach, einen Zubringer der Drau, mündet.
Geschichte
Das Fischleintal ist als Hochalpe des Klosters Innichen bereits seit dem 10. Jahrhundert unter der erst später eingedeutschten Bezeichnung „Uiscalina“ urkundlich bezeugt.
Bergsturz
Am Morgen des 12. Oktober 2007 stürzten ca. 60.000 Kubikmeter Fels- und Geröllmassen vom Einserkofel (2.698 m) in den hinteren Talgrund. Es kamen dabei keine Menschen zu Schaden, 30 Urlauber konnten unverletzt gerettet werden. Der Felssturz begrub weite Teile eines Parkplatzes unter Geröllschutt und ließ den Fischleinbach über die Ufer treten. Der Bergsturz wird auf die Sprengkraft von in Felsspalten aufgrund vorausgegangener heftiger Temperaturschwankungen gefrierenden Wassers zurückgeführt. Eine zunächst vermutete Folge der Klimaerwärmung wurde jedoch relativiert.
(Wikipedia)
Few things can make you feel so humble & insignificant as waves crashing against rocks. I love the sights, sounds, and the smell of the ocean slamming itself against the rocks.
Point Lobos State Natural Reserve in Carmel, California.
I think one of the best places on Earth to watch the sunset is this small hilltop in Florence, Italy. Looking across the centuries-old buildings over to the mountains on the horizon, you can literally feel how small and insignificant you are. No wonder this place is always full with tourists, even in the cold January, when I shot this picture 😀.
I tend to seize on insignificant time markers this time of year. Anything at all to indicate we are beginning the annual ascent from the depth of winter. Super Bowl is one of them. Also the appearance of car and boat shows, as well as home and garden expos. I saw a large display of vegetable and flower seeds the other day at the hardware store. The little packets all lined up in neat rows, ready for planting. Sure signs that spring is on the way. Groundhog Day is one of the more symbolic harbingers of spring. The actual prediction is rather meaningless. After all it's early February and there's still more winter ahead here in Ohio. Still there's some degree of comfort in knowing Groundhog Day has passed. The realization that the darkest part of another winter has been survived is comforting. Of course it's tempered a bit with the apprehension that with winter, another year of precious life has passed. But dark thoughts like that are much easier to shrug off in the face of gaining daylight. Groundhog Day this year coincided with a warm spell. More importantly it brought a break in the incessant cloud cover that was locked in over us for going on two consecutive weeks. It had become oppressive even to me. Sunday morning saw the sun revealed in a few occasional flickers of brilliance as the clouds began to thin out. Then suddenly it was revealed full on, the dreary winter landscape bathed in warming sunlight. Residual snow began melting and fast. I was delighted that this sunny interlude coincided with down time so that I could fully appreciate it. Evening saw the clouds beginning to roll back in, but not before a color saturated sunset. I spent the dusk hour outdoors watching night descend around me. There was still the sense of suddenness as daylight faded, but not nearly as extreme as it was back in November and December. The sensation was positively uplifting after weeks spent largely indoors. I captured this image of the deepening sly reflecting off of the inky blackness of a small woodland pond.
In a world dominated by motor vehicles, you can feel very vulnerable and insignificant on a bicycle.
But then again bicycles have been around for a long time so let the phoenix rise from the ashes.
Transport Theme
The Phoenix Challenge
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The things that one can find in his own backyard if one just takes time to tune man out and listen to nature. She will provide a show that will make any thing man does seem so small and insignificant.
Something small, in the scheme of things not very significant at all. Yet still it strives to grow tall, to bring a little beauty that can be enjoyed by all. Maybe not so insignificant after all.
When it comes to nature's power... men are helpless.
The moment when I vividly felt that myself was when I went as close to the Skogafoss waterfall as Ingvi is on that picture. I just looked up and I felt so tiny and so insignificant next to the mighty power of the falling water. I was simply overwhelmed. As overwhelmed as I've never been in my life :o