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These insignificant leaves of an urban tree, whose name I don't know, reminded me of clothespins hanging on a clothesline.
In this case, these golden leaves, basking in their last rays of sunlight, contrasted with the dark urban background and created an interesting contrast.
I hope you like it. I take this opportunity to wish you a very happy Sunday, peace, love, and very good feelings.
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Esplendor otoñal, Madrid, España
Estas insignificantes hojas de un árbol urbano, cuyo nombre desconozco, me recordaron a cuando se tiende la ropa con pinzas en una cuerda.
En este caso, estas doradas hojas, disfrutando de sus últimos rayos de sol, contrastaban con el oscuro fondo urbano y creaban un interesante contraste.
Espero que os guste. Aprovecho para desearos un muy feliz domingo, paz, amor y muy buenos sentimientos.
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Love is the littlest things that we do..
Triggered by gentle loving nudge to the heart
Tender gesture that is borne out of love
Insignificant to some who fail to see
For it was never meant to be shown or be seen
A priceless act of pure silent appreciation
Expression of love that is from and felt deep in the heart
A one in a lifetime kind of love...
To the lucky ones....who sees. feels and understands..
- Miu
"Nothing is too small. Nothing is too, quote-unquote, ordinary or insignificant. Those are the things that make up the measure of our days, and they're the things that sustain us. And they're the things that certainly can become worthy of poetry."
--Rita Dove
From Wikipedia: Here (on the Temple Mount) King Solomon built the First Temple almost 3,000 years ago. It was destroyed by the Babylonians in 586 BCE, but, 70 years later, Jews returning from exile built the Second Temple on the same site. King Herod began remodeling the building in 19 BCE, but it was not completed until 63 CE, long after his death at the beginning of the century.
In reaction to the “Great Revolt” in 70 CE, the temple was destroyed by the Romans and deliberately left in ruins. When the Romans razed the Temple, they left one outer wall standing. They probably would have destroyed that wall as well, but it must have seemed too insignificant to them since it was not part of the Temple itself, just a retaining wall surrounding the Temple Mount.
After the suppression of the revolt, Jews were allowed to pray on the ruins and to bring sacrifices on the alter that remained after the temple was burned down. Emperor Hadrian later gave Jews permission to rebuild the temple but changed his mind. After the Bar-Kokhba rebellion, Hadrian barred Jews from the area and they prayed instead on the Mount of Olives that overlooked the Temple Mount.
There is some evidence the Byzantines may have built a church on the Temple Mount at one point but the prohibition on Jews praying there remained under Emperor Constantine, who allowed them access only on Tisha B’Av. When his nephew Julian became emperor in 361, Jews were again allowed to visit the Temple Mount and were even given permission to rebuild the temple. When Julian died two years later, however, his successor canceled the project and Christian opposition to a Jewish presence continued throughout the Byzantine period.
At various times Jews may have been allowed to pray on the Temple Mount but, wherever they lived, Jews would pray three times a day in the direction of the Temple Mount for the temple’s restoration.
Following the Muslim conquest of Jerusalem in May 638, which Jews supported, Caliph Omar ibn al-Khattab ordered the clearing of the site and the building of a house of prayer. The Temple Mount was again opened to Jewish worshippers.
In 680, the Muslims built the Dome of the Rock to enshrine the outcrop of bedrock believed to be the place of the sacrifice on Mount Moriah. Nadav Shragai quotes Professor Dan Bahat who found “‘it was the Jewish elders who showed the Muslims the boundaries of the Foundation Stone,’ which was covered with garbage and sewage – boundaries from which the Muslims derived the dimensions of the Dome of the Rock, which was built above the ancient Rock.”
En un lloc remot, allí enllà
al marge i fora mà,
allà on els llimbs, qui sap on,
on no pot atalaiar-se
res de la il·lustració,
cognició, coneixement,
progrés, intento viure
en la ignorància,
en la neciesa,
on potser per una franja
insignificant de lapse
puc deixar de banda
fer cas omís, passar per alt
la confusió, el desconcert,
la vergonya, la vilesa, l'ultratge
que ens condemna a malviure.
«Δρόμοι παλιοὶ ποὺ ἀγάπησα καὶ μίσησα ἀτέλειωτα
κάτω ἀπ᾿ τοὺς ἴσκιους τῶν σπιτιῶν νὰ περπατῶ
νύχτες τῶν γυρισμῶν ἀναπότρεπτες κι ἡ πόλη νεκρὴ
Τὴν ἀσήμαντη παρουσία μου βρίσκω σὲ κάθε γωνιὰ
κᾶμε νὰ σ᾿ ἀνταμώσω κάποτε φάσμα χαμένο τοῦ τόπου μου κι ἐγὼ
Ξεχασμένος κι ἀτίθασος νὰ περπατῶ
κρατώντας μία σπίθα τρεμόσβηστη στὶς ὑγρές μου παλάμες
Καὶ προχωροῦσα μέσα στὴ νύχτα χωρὶς νὰ γνωρίζω κανένα
κι οὔτε κανένας, οὔτε κανένας μὲ γνώριζε»
Μανώλης Αναγνωστάκης, 1925-2005
«Old streets I loved and hated endlessly
me walking under the shadows of the houses
unavoidable nights of homecoming, and the city is dead
I find my insignificant presence in every corner
make me meet you once, lost range of desire I am too
Forgotten and untamed I walk
holding a flickering a spark in my wet palms
And there I was walking through the night without knowing anyone
and not even one, not even one knew me»
Manolis Anagnostakis, 1925-2005
The original road down into Nant Gwrtheyrn was an unpaved single-track road with unprotected edges, no passing places, 6 hairpin corners and a maximum gradient of 1 in 2½ (40%!). Thankfully it is now much improved, though still narrow, with a good tarmac surface, barriers guarding the drops, only 2 hairpins and a max gradient of 25%. Good brakes are still essential!
On the far right centre are the remains of one of the farms in the valley which pre-dated the quarries.
If you look closely (in the centre where the darkest of the blue lightens), you can see the tiny white dot of a sail - very insignificant in the vastness of the sea.
Aesthetic framing of fallen leaves on the ground of a sandy beach surrounded by stones, pebbles and seashells.
From a mere documentation of reality to a form of artistic expression, falling of a leaf can be an insignificant event when considered in the backdrop of huge changes taking place.. from the colossal explosion and merger of the heavenly objects in the skies to gigantic move of the tectonic plates beneath the earth. There are many more events above and beneath our Earth and the event of a leaf-fall for sure is minuscule. Dropping of a small or big leaf most of the time goes unnoticed.
Even towards those areas that are considered negligible, as is the case here.. Photography takes our consciousness from an inconsiderate situation to make it sensible. It echoes a deeper, more profound narrative.. these leaves whisper tales of transformation, impermanence, and the beauty of embracing change.
Located on the ground floor of the Palazzo Vecchio, the Salone dei Cinquecento was built in 1494 to the designs of Simone del Pollaiolo and commissioned by Girolamo Savonarola, the friar who encouraged the French to take the city and who later became the spiritual leader of the newly established Republic of Florence. Initially designed to house the 1,000 citizens who were the members of the Great Council of the Republic and who met in two groups of 500 (hence the name), the Salone is a vast and imposing space that was later expanded to the designs of Giorgio Vasari to house the court of Grand Duke Cosimo I de' Medici once the Medici family had regained and solidified its political power in the city. Primarily used by the Duke for public ceremonies and as a visual centerpiece for his celebration of glory, it was when Cosimo began to utilize the space that it transformed into the incredible gem you see today.
The Salone was supposed to host two famous works by two incredibly talented artists, but in the end, they were sadly lost forever: Michelangelo's "Battle of Cascina" and Leonardo da Vinci's "Battle of Anghiari." The "Battle of Anghiari" fresco, like his iconic "Last Supper," fell victim to one of da Vinci's experiments in fresco techniques. Because the paint dried too slowly, the artist attempted to speed up the drying process by using hot coals in charcoal pans. This, of course, proved to be a disastrous idea and led to the work melting before the eyes of desperate viewers. Michelangelo, on the other hand, was commissioned to paint the Sistine Chapel before he could finish his fresco for the Salone, and his sketches were lost forever when a horde of wild young artists came to study these drawings and simply made off with pieces of them.
Yet, despite these not insignificant losses of what might have been some of the greatest works of art ever created, the Salone is not short of artistic gems today. In fact, it is often seen as the jewel of the Palazzo Vecchio, and this is due to the pieces that adorn the room today. There is a wonderful series of works in the Salone that were executed between 1555 and 1572 by Vasari, his assistants, and students. As the culmination of Mannerism, the room houses a decorative scheme that reaches its height (literally and physically) in the coffered ceiling, raised to a height of seven meters by Cosimo and decorated with 42 panels containing painted images of the glory of Florence and, in particular, of the Medici. The central panel depicts Cosimo in apotheosis; around it are allegories of the districts of Florence and Tuscany in an act of submission to the Duke, and there are also portraits of some of Vasari's collaborators. On the lower walls are six different scenes from the Pisan War and the Sienese War. In addition to the paintings on the walls and ceiling, we can also admire other works of art in the room, including statues of members of the Medici family and the two Medici popes, Leo X and Clement VII.
Beyond time itself, beneath the vastness of the Milky Way, we walked in silence, guided only by the faint glow of a small light almost insignificant against the endless sky…
The mist seemed to erase the horizon, while the stars painted a limitless universe where time no longer seemed to matter.
In that suspended night, every glance toward the stars reminded us of how infinitely small we are, yet how deeply connected we are to the cosmos…
There are moments that are not simply seen… they are felt, lived, and forever etched into our memories…
This photograph is the memory of one of those moments a moment when we were no longer mere observers but The Keepers of Time…. 🌌✨
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ISO 3200
ExpTime 30s
F/2.8
11mm
Amsterdam - Station Zuid - Strawinskypad - Strawinskylaan
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Amsterdam - Marnixstraat - Leidsegracht
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Amsterdam - Europaboulevard - Europaplein
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Why should mankind believe in God?
The Answer from God's word:
God created all things, and so He makes all creation come under His dominion, and submit to His dominion; He will command all things, so that all things are in His hands. All creation of God, including animals, plants, mankind, the mountains and rivers, and the lakes—all must come under His dominion. All things in the skies and on the ground must come under His dominion. They cannot have any choice, and must all submit to His orchestrations. This was decreed by God, and is the authority of God. God commands everything, and orders and ranks all things, with each classed according to kind, and allotted their own position, according to God’s will. No matter how great it is, no thing can surpass God, and all things serve the mankind created by God, and no thing dares to disobey God or make any demands of God. And so man, as a creature of God, must also perform the duty of man. Regardless of whether he is the lord or ruler of all things, no matter how high man’s status among all things, still he is but a small human being under the dominion of God, and is no more than an insignificant human being, a creature of God, and he will never be above God. As a creature of God, man should seek to perform the duty of a creature of God, and seek to love God without making other choices, for God is worthy of man’s love.
from “Success or Failure Depends on the Path That Man Walks” in The Word Appears in the Flesh
God created this world and brought man, a living being unto which He bestowed life, into it. In turn, man came to have parents and kin and was no longer alone. Ever since man first laid eyes on this material world, he was destined to exist within the ordination of God. It is the breath of life from God that supports each living being throughout his growth into adulthood. During this process, none believe that man lives and grows up under the care of God. Rather, they hold that man grows up under the love and care of his parents, and that his growth is governed by the instinct of life. This is because man knows not who bestowed life or from whence it came, much less how the instinct of life creates miracles. Man knows only that food is the basis of the continuation of life, that perseverance is the source of existence of life, and that the belief in his mind is the wealth of his survival. Man does not feel the grace and provision from God. Man then squanders the life bestowed upon him by God…. Not one man whom God looks upon day and night takes the initiative to worship Him. God continues to work as He has planned on man for whom He holds no expectations. He does so in the hope that one day, man will awaken from his dream and suddenly comprehend the value and purpose of life, understand the cost at which God has given man everything, and know how fervently God longs for man to turn back to Him.
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*Früher Oktobermorgen in der Vulkaneifel*
Slowly moving fog at dawn and a long exposure time (here 30 seconds) can conjure up a painting from a completely insignificant landscape.
Langsam ziehender Nebel bei Morgenrot und eine lange Belichtungszeit (hier 30 Sekunden) können aus einer völlig belanglosen Landschaft ein Gemälde zaubern.
Suffering is not always at the center of the frame —
sometimes it lives at the edge, in the dust,
in shadows we deem insignificant.
It calls from where no one looks,
a soul — unseen — crying out.
Not to be rescued,
but simply to exist.
"Then you'll go to a small, insignificant jail, " Kaufman answered :-)
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japanese anemone, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
.... climbers show as dots against the immensity of the Pyramide du Tacul and Point Adolphe Rey, next to Mont Blanc .....
This shot is such a metaphor for so many ideas. Do we dominate the much larger landscape? Are we insignificant and somewhat irrelevant? Both ideas struck me at the same time when composing this shot. I waited until these people got into the right position and when they arrived figured it is up to the viewer.
It was also one of the few situations where the white cloud filled sky worked in the photo because the people become the main subject. Neither the sky nor the rocks dominate but rather are even in the attention they give up to the people.
- Nulla è insignificante per una mente superiore.
- Nothing is insignificant for a superior mind.
(Arthur Conan Doyle)
…… so this one drowned on the water, not in the water, leaving a small dent in the surface tension of the water....a very small insignificant event in the huge universe we live in....
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Joyce Hemsley
Poets write verses on flowers in spring
when skylarks ascend upon the wing,
but buttercups and daisies seem to be
an 'insignificant nonentity'.
These country flowers, so well we know
are nature's queens from the long ago,
waking at dawn... greeting the light,
and at evening glow, saying goodnight.
Yet, trampled upon by you and I,
and taken for granted by most passers by
suffering in silence ~ but nevertheless
they forgive us for our thoughtlessness!
'Buttercups and Daisies' is the song
that we recall from summers long gone;
without these petals, fields would bare,
they are part of our heritage, I do declare.
This picture is quite old, taken more than 6 years ago, and looks west from the highest outdoor viewing gallery atop the dome of St Paul's Cathedral. I've just looked online and apparently it takes 528 steps from ground level to get up there. I did make that climb on the day I took this but it was broken up by stops at two other galleries along the way - the Whispering gallery, which is indoors, and the Stone gallery, which is outdoors as well but lower down.
To get to the Golden gallery one must traverse a very narrow spiral staircase for the last portion of it. It's certainly not everyone's cup of tea but once getting there the views are quite spectacular. There are a couple of much higher viewing platforms in London that the public has access to but those views are behind glass whereas on the Golden gallery you have no glass to contend with. It's a marvelous experience although these days the price tag to get up there is not insignificant,
The view here is looking straight west down Ludgate Hill which turns into Fleet Street. You can see Christopher Wren's St Bride's Church in the middle distance with it's 'wedding cake' tiered spire. (Wren also designed St Paul's as it happens.) On the right hand side in the distance is the old BT tower.
As can be seen here the west side of St Paul's is all relatively low rise architecture. However if one went to the other side of the gallery instead and looked straight east there is a very different view that comprises a sea of high rise buildings as one looks onto London's financial district, referred to as the "square mile" and further in the distance, Canary Wharf. Apparently the view of St Paul's from the west is protected by law and I was once told that there are restrictions to limit how high one can build. The planners of old wanted to make sure that St Paul's would always be the highest building and dominate the view. I'm hoping that won't change (if it hasn't already).
What a moving moment when we saw him in front of us, this big bull leisurely tramping through the freshly fallen snow to eat the fresh greens on the other side of the road. Nothing seemed to faze the big moose as we drove our RV through Jasper National Park on this icy morning towards Medicine Lake. Not all roads had been cleared of snow yet and so we had the great experience right in front of our eyes to see the moose walking through the freshly snow-covered landscape. These were moments of great happiness for us and probably one of the most impressive experiences on our trip through Canada in 2017. It probably snowed 30cm during the night and some of the lakes were frozen and that was already at the end of September. Nature always delighted us because we could experience the seasons in September and October in almost every form and that was simply great. I feel a big desire to be able to see these breathtakingly beautiful landscapes again in my life. I love nature and all its elements, I am so fascinated by the great diversity of creation. Nature gives us everything we need and much more. Let's take care of her and all her creatures, because each of them is unique and important in the eternal cycle of nature. We are only an insignificantly small part of it, so we shouldn't take ourselves too seriously, because nature doesn't need us so much, but we need intact nature!!!
P.S: Please excuse that this photo was not perfectly exposed. I didn't had the time to change the camera settings because everything had to be done quickly. The snow was slightly overexposed and I couldn't do quite well with the image processing. But I hope that you still like the picture with the big moose. For me personally it is one of the most valuable photos I could take in Canada.
I cannot thank you enough for all the kindness and valued friendship you have shown me this year and in the past. I hope you are in a warm and safe place with all your loved ones. I wish my loyal friends here all the best, good health and lots of wonderful photo moments in the new year. I love you all.
Man's ability to communicate is tremendous, but most of what he says is hollow and false. Animal language is limited, but what it expresses is important and useful. Every little honesty is better than a big lie
Quote from Leonardo da Vinci
FOR OCTOBER.
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.
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Have a wonderful day, filled with love and beauty, M, (*_*)
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This flower reminds me of those fairy tales where the powerful witch dresses up as a pauper and asks a noble for help. When the noble scoffs at her, the witch puts a curse on them as punishment for their arrogance and lack of compassion.
This is the smallest of flowers, about an inch in diameter, that grows like a weed by the side of my driveway. It's only when I take out my macro lens that I see its magnificent beauty. Is it the witch, dressed as a weed, wondering who will notice something so small and insignificant? Or is it the noble, cursed to be the tiny flower of a weed, waiting for someone to set them free?
My macro lens takes me into the land of fairy tales :)
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Romanesque church from 11th-12th century at Chenommet (Charente). Insignificant as it may seem, this ancient church is a textbook example of Romanesque architecture and is, indeed, to be found in architectural textbooks.
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Today I tried to capture happiness. The things around me, so insignificant in the grand scheme of the universe, but that mean so much to me. I pass these pink bricks by our house every day and they never cease to make me smile.
PP work in Topaz Labs filters.
Decidious spreading tree. Flower heads are borne in late spring consisting of pinkish white bracts around tiny insignificant flowers. Oval, pointed, dark green leaves turn red and purple in autumn.
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The colours weren't great this morning down at Islandhill, but it was nice to get out after all the bad weather we've been having recently :)
Category: Panoramic Shot
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Story:
Where water carves life through one of the driest places on Earth, the sky tells the rest of the story.
In the silence of the Atacama Desert, a small stream becomes more than a source of life—it becomes a meeting point between worlds. The flowing water shapes the landscape, nourishes the desert vegetation, and reflects the faint glow of a galaxy 100,000 light-years across.
Beneath the arch of the Milky Way, the human presence feels both insignificant and essential. We stand here not to conquer nature, but to witness it—to connect the movement of water beneath our feet with the ancient starlight above our heads.
In places like this, you realize that exploration is not about reaching remote locations. It is about remembering that we are part of the same universe we seek to understand.
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There is always a little hope, even when you think it's over, still there is hope, in fact if the hope looks like tiny as the stars we see in the sky in the darkest hours, but they're not, a star gets bigger and more bigger, brighter and more brighter as it gets closer to you. Your hope may be that far today, it seems so insignificant now, but it's not either. It worth something big, may be someday...