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The almost insignificant hill of Heiðarborg sitting beside the Lakavegur (F206 - the road to Laki) near the Fjaðrárgljúfur Canyon, South Iceland
No major story really - only shot this on the spur of the moment mainly because of the drama in the sky. But that's what it's all about really isn't it :-)
Fujifilm X-T2 XF23/1.4, 1/40th sec at f/11, ISO 400
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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. It is in fact tiny!
Anyway, it is 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, two if your lucky with the weather, 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.
Have a wonderful day, filled with love and beauty, M, (*_*)
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In spring the Dogwood tree produces a heavenly array of star-like blooms, and in summer its intriguing canopy of layered branches provides shade and beauty.
The spring blooms are probably the tree’s largest selling point and its most misunderstood. The white “petals” aren’t actually petals at all they are modified leaves called bracts that surround the small, greenish-yellow, insignificant flowers.
It took me a while to see why I could not, not take this photo.
the multiple repetition of; wire in glass, bricks, toilet out-flow pipes, the white bars, they all add to this, it's the wall line, cutting back with the shadow cast in line with it, the way it is dividing the image, drawing my eye up to the bright sunlit area and then back to the seemingly insignificant enquiry elsewhere. An assembly of contrasts.
In New England it can be hard to find the kind of "big country" sweeping landscapes, and dominating terrain that can make something as big as a train truly seem minuscule and insignificant.
In the west, and especially in Alaska, those scenes are easy to come by, and I've shared a few here. But in the east, even in the mountains, the rails are often tucked in tree tunnels and it can be challenging to present the train in a vast open scene.
But here, in the northeast's greatest bit of mountain railroading I was able to do just that, reminding me a bit of shooting along Turnagain Arm back home. You can see the resemblance if you squint, can't you Frank Keller?
So I present you yet another from that epic fall weekend shooting the Conway Scenic Railroad. The "Notch Train" returning from Fabyans heads down grade on the famed former Maine Central Mountain Division as it rounds a point beneath Mt. Willard between the Gateway and the Willey Brook Bridge. Across the valley to the west the aptly named Silver Cascade shimmers down off the side of Mount Webster.
Former MEC GP38 252 is right at home on these rails and is by now quite used to being humbled by the majesty of the White Mountains having been traversing these very rails since being delivered by EMD in November 1966.
Harts Location, NH
Saturday October 6, 2018
Walking along the cliff tops near Beachy Head is a liberating experience. The views stretch for miles and the undulations of the cliff tops are impressive. It’s often easy to see other walkers approaching from a long way off. Compressing the perspective with a zoom lens demonstrates how tiny and insignificant people appear within this towering landscape. We saw relatively few people on the walk apart from a party of students from Germany, who seemed to be enjoying themselves. What a great place for a field visit (though the risk assessment would give me nightmares...)
A baby feather from a young honeyeater fell on to the strand of a creeper. The balance on the feather on the vine was mesmerising.
I love these small often insignificant things as they represent to me the special, fleeting moments of life.
I took this last year on my first trip to Canyonlands. I could spend a lifetime there-I've never been to a place that made me feel so insignificant, and so exhilarated as well. Being alone here on this spot, with no one around for miles, was priceless. I can imagine Edward Abbey standing here and feeling the same way.
An adult male Giant Golden Orbweaver (Nephila pilipes) is dwarfed by a gigantic female of the same species. The male's tiny size allows him to approach the aggressive female unnoticed, or at least be considered nothing more than an insignificantly small prey item. Sarawak, Malaysia (Borneo).
UN FUNGO INSIGNIFICANTE MA NON INUTILE
Troppo spesso si parla di funghi solo dal punto di vista gastronomico, ma essi hanno una valenza naturalistica importante nell'equilibrio naturale di un bosco.
I funghi sono composti dall’80/90% di acqua e da diverse sostanze minerali, vitamine a-b-d, zuccheri, potassio, ferro, rame, composti organici del carbonio, glicogeno, chitina, ecc. Come tutti gli esseri viventi anche essi, per crescere e riprodursi, hanno bisogno di nutrirsi e nel fare questo, svolgono un’azione importantissima per l’ecosistema che li ospita.
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AN INSIGNIFICANT BUT NOT USELESS MUSHROOM
Too often we talk about mushrooms only from a gastronomic point of view, but they have an important naturalistic value in the natural balance of a forest.
Mushrooms are composed of 80/90% water and various mineral substances, vitamins a-b-d, sugars, potassium, iron, copper, organic carbon compounds, glycogen, chitin, etc. Like all living beings, they too, to grow and reproduce, need to feed and in doing this, they perform a very important action for the ecosystem that hosts them.
CANON EOS 600D con ob. CANON EF 100 mm f./2,8 L Macro IS USM
Sensoji Temple was the reason the insignificant village Asakusa became a town: Ieyasu, the Tokugawa shogun who created the great city of Edo and made it Japan’s de facto capital in the early 1600s saw in Sensoji a very convenient symbolism (also, being the toughest warlord of his time, he needed all the help he could get from the gods and Buddhas). According to ancient geomancy, potential invaders come either from the northeast or the southwest, the front and rear “demon gates”. Sensoji Temple was the guardian of the northeast gate and Zojoji Temple in Shiba, near Tokyo Tower took care of the southwest; Ieyasu made them both his family temples.
“El catador de belleza termina por encontrarla en todas partes, filón de oro en las venas más innobles, y goza, al tener en sus manos esas obras maestras fragmentarias, manchadas o rotas, un placer de entendido que colecciona a solas una alfarería que otros creen vulgar“. (Marguerite Yourcenar) "
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Wombats are all thick-set, burrowing herbivores, with short and muscular legs, an insignificant tail,and a broad massive head with small ears. Their fur color can vary from a sandy color to brown, or from gray to black. I encountered this wombat at Trowunna Wildlife Park in Tasmania.
Skin: League - Sia * Hair: Vive9 - Bruna
Dress: Zenith - Cream Chiffon * Bangles: Cattiva Vita for TFG
Nails: PixelMode - Platinum Edition V2 * Pose: Adorkable for Chic Limited - Petals in the Wind
An overlooked shot from the holidays in September. when all above looks "pitch" black there is sometimes a little light up there in the sky.....
Glacier point road September 2019
Balestrand, Norway.
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Just before our late supper, I had another go at photographing this turbulent sky in HDR. The man in the rowing boat just looks like a small insect, which gives an impression of how insignificant we are…
The Giant Trophy*
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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)
***a shot taken at luneta, philippines... thanks for viewing guys and God Bless you all. o_0
The bright center of the Milky Way comforted our climbing group before a midnight trek to the summit of Mt. Shasta, Northern California's massive volcano. The best thing about camping, especially high camps, is the spectacle that is the night sky, a natural sight that never fails to make you feel insignificant.
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Haleakala is definetly bucket list worthy. WOW! Mother Nature always seems to find a way to make you feel so insignificant. Pics won't do it justice, at least not mine. Left hotel at 12:30am got there at 2:30am after turning all the lights out in the car it was absolutely pitch black, until you look up and it feels like the stars are coming down at you. Dawn was amazing, I could probably visit this place for every sunrise for the rest of my life and still be in awe. Drive it yourself, to make sure you don't miss Sunrise, I was seeing tour buses barely arriving 1 hr after sunset. Dress Warm!
Was pleased to find two Rhyzobius lophanthae in conifers and a Scymnus auritus from oak on Monday!
Shawbury - Shropshire
Lydd Town Railway Station, situated 7 miles from Appledore, was a principal station on the New Romney Branch Line. The station had two platforms as well as a passing loop and a signal box on the down side.
The station closed on 6th March 1967 in the face of dwindling passenger traffic and insignificant freight returns, yet the line remained open today for freight traffic to serve the nuclear power station at Dungeness.
These photographs, taken in July 2016, showcase the site as it stands today.
Inspiration for the framing of the shots came from the 1975 New Topographics exhibition.
Stuck far back near a grove of full grown trees is a large abandoned barn. Telltale remnants quietly point back to a busier time as a pile of tires in an outside corner of the milk-house have settled in for the long haul. Nearby is a rusted gate that once held hope or disappointment for hungry cows eager to get their nightly feed in the barn.
On the end of the barn an insignificant looking brace appears to be one man’s futile attempt at holding back time. There are other signs of the past as well. A faded gray sliding door hanging on a rusty track awaits to be opened for the next hay rack full of bales to be unloaded. The wait will be without an end.
Above it is peek at what the barn once looked like without the metal siding, a faded red. Decades ago loose hay was bundled up in a rope sling and pulled upwards with taut ropes and pulleys through a large opening. The opening was eventually covered over with barn siding when it no longer served that purpose as new methods made it obsolete.
At one point a farmer recognized the deterioration of the barn taking place and added a costly new roof and today it looks like it might help preserve the standing barn for a few more decades.
But all of these signs are only physical ones. They give a glimpse back into the past but to get the real story of those times you would need to sit a while with a bib overall-clad elderly farmer.
He might not talk as quickly as he once did and there might be an initial pause before he speaks as he briefly time-travels back to the days when his strength was full, his wife spry, his children young and the future seemed to stretch on forever before the years ran away.
(Photographed near Dalbo, MN)
A group of phoretic red mites attached to an unidentified fly. Holme Fen NNR, Holme, Cambridgeshire. July 15, 2021.
It was only the mites that drew my attention to this, as the fly itself was pretty insignificant against its background. Despite my numerous attempts to manoeuvre it into position for a side-on shot, it made no attempt to fly off - I think it was just too heavily loaded.
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
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.
THANX for ALL your comments and visits, so appreciated.
Have a wonderful day, filled with love and beauty, M, (*_*)
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A Panorama shot showing a couple of our Zodiacs making their way along the shoreline of Borgan Bay on the Antarctic Peninsula.
Most days here were spent setting out from the Viking Polaris on either a Zodiac, Kayak or Special Operations boat to see the wildlife and features of this incredible continent. You even had the opportunity to check out the sea bed in one of the two submarines if you were so minded.
The highlight for me was definitely the shore landings were you were able to explore the landscape and the Penguin Colonies. This shot certainly captures the nature of the place and how small and insignificant you felt out in the Zodiacs.
"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
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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.
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