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Northern Lights moments while standing at Koppangen Bay in Northern Norway during low tide. I forgot everything, even where I was standing. A sneaky wave could have carried me away that transfigurated did I feel from the great show in the sky.

 

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I've posted photos of Hunter before, but this was one of those instances where you look up and think, "I really should take a picture of this." ; )

Although I bracketed five shots, in this instance I preferred the result of processing just a single shot with local adjustments over the HDR version.

I can't imagine having to go through life with a beak like this, but somehow, it appears these birds can coexist in tight flocks within impaling each other. But this instance came pretty close...

 

Jimi Hendrix didn't decide on the career of professional musician when he learned to play guitar. No, he loved playing music and created something beautiful and that then became a profession. Larry Towell, for instance, was not a 'professional' photographer until he was already a 'famous' photographer. Make the pictures you feel compelled to make and perhaps that will lead to a career. But if you try to make the career first, you will just make shitty pictures that you don't care about :-).

Christopher Anderson

 

HMM! HPPT!

 

lotus blossom and guest, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina

 

Part of getting through life is accepting, and dealing with, our weaknesses. Which doesn't mean they aren't still a pain in the butt.

 

Me, I'm over-sensitive to all kinds of sensory input - and input affecting my sensors. For instance, even in August in our constant ocean breezes, I daren't go outside without my ears covered.

 

This is, of course, a huuuge pain. When everyone else is out in shorts and bathing suits, I'm sweating with a big fleecy band around my head. It sucks, but the alternative (excruciating ear aches) sucks a whole lot worse.

 

I'm also overly sensitive to noise. And bright light. Especially bright flashing light that hits my eyes unexpectedly. So... imagine how much fun I am as a companion at a rawk show. Normally I take along ear plugs. Last night I forgot.

 

I guess I was lulled into complacency by the fact that the show was at a theatre. A play house. A place I last attended in my teens, when I saw some Shakespearean production there. So yeah... I went in plugless. And immediately regretted it. Still... I was up for enjoying myself... until the %$(*&$%(&ing light show started.

 

I can't imagine whose idea it was to flash big spotlights directly into the audience's eyes repeatedly throughout the night. Probably the same wise person who decided a super-bright sign behind the band... illuminated by 10,000 1,000 watt bulbs... was also a very good thing to flash repeatedly in the audience's eyes.

 

What really amazed me was that no one else seemed bothered. Whereas I was in several sorts of agony all night.

 

The bright flashing lights. Fuck, man. I thought I was gonna have a seizure or something. I ended up spending most of the night doubled over with my head in my lap, eyes closed, hands clamped over my face. Every time I tried to enjoy actually watching the band... zappo! Unexpected blasts of super-bright white light set off pinball explosions in my brain.

 

So today is pretty much a write-off. Migraine city, man.

 

And I HATE HATE HATE that my body is so delicate.

 

I'm from sturdy peasant stock. Why am I so fragile? Why do things that normal people take in stride disable me?

 

Sorry for the whining self-pity. Kee-rist. At least I know, without a doubt, that I am now too old for rawk shows. Goodbye youth. Your time has come and gone. From now on I'll just satisfy myself by listening to records at home.

 

When the Cinnamon Teal joined a flock of Blue-winged Teals, he must have thought he was among friends, but the other teals had different ideas. They avoided him, and in some instances, he was attacked by the male Blue-winged Teals.

 

Why the mobbing of the Cinnamon Teal? He "doesn't belong" at Florida's Merritt Island NWR. In fact, he is out of his element in Florida. Cinnamon Teals are found in the western half of the United States, rarely seen in Florida (if at all).

 

Paul (D-200 Paul) and I watched for quite awhile with the ducks in open view, but we could not get a closer look. (for a closer look, please see the first comment below for a pair of Cinnamon Teals at home in Colorado).

another instance of a glorious night at Lenangenstraumen in Arctic Norway witnessing the grand show of nature last December. I can't wait for this year's possibilities to enjoy this capricious natuiral spectacle.

 

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and another instance of those amazing Northern Lights, this one directly from behind our campervan at the shore of Ullsfjorden near Svensby ferry terminal.

 

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The eastern (pale) chanting goshawk or Somali chanting goshawk (Melierax poliopterus) is a bird of prey of East Africa. This species averages 49 to 55 cm long, with a wingspan of 96 to 110 cm and a tail length of 20 to 25 cm. They occur in semidesert, dry bush, and wooded grassland up to 2000 m in southern Ethiopia, Djibouti, western Somalia, eastern Kenya, northeastern Tanzania, and adjacent Uganda.

They are usually seen alone often perches on the tops of trees and utility poles. In this instance its on top of a Candelabra Tree (Euphorbia candelabrum).

 

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June-bugs, for instance, honeybees and big black beetles with iridescent green that occasionally walk across the porch with attitudinizing mien; dragon flies with wings flashing in the sun, the evening ghost-like moths :-)

Dorothy Scarborough, "Entomology on a Country Porch," From a Southern Porch, 1919

 

HGGT! HDT!! Why does this one remind me of the "Exorcist"? ;-)

 

great blue skimmer dragonfly, plant delights nursery, wake county, north carolina

The light during our birthday stroll yesterday was absolutely amazing and everything looked pretty like these little "fluff things" whose name I have forgotten again. :) P.D.: It is some kind of clematis. Thanks to Steven Hromnak for clarifying)

 

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more instances of the various aurora borealis appearances we were so lucky to witness during our stay in the Arctic region of Norway.

 

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still more to come from our many instances of Northern Lights in Northern Norway :) I liked this one for the stronger presence of purple in it :)

 

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A typical Lofoten scenario where one encounters sunshine and blizzard side by side and that makes for a wonderful photographic experience.

 

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Another instance and yet anotehr waterfall from our tenth day of Journey between Siglufjordur and Bloenduos along Iceland's Northfjords. It is simply mind-bogging how many waterfalls there are in Iceland.

 

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Back at the River Havel at Grunewald yesterday, just outside of Berlin, what can I say, I couldn't get out of the car fast enough, the Sun was right there, it was right at that moment, right at the angle I wanted, everything was about as embellishing to the serenity and pictorial aestheticism as one could have asked for.

 

Then this duck floated peacefully and innocently into the frame as I was setting up the shot, so I took several and this one came out the best. It was such a peaceful moment, that one instance of abundance in the simplicity of a single environment in a moment's time of events.

 

Nature is abundance and is beautiful, everlasting and incredible, we should do more to respect it!

 

I hope everyone is well, enjoy the weekend my friends and so as always, thank you!

 

PS: And that smell of Spring is unmistakable! Hello Spring!!

A beautiful instance of Northern Lights showing up shortly during an otherwise clouded night of February during our stay on the Lofoten islands.

 

Happy Gorgeous Green Thursday!

 

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The giant green anemone is a species of intertidal sea anemone of the family Actiniidae.

 

Generally, it is found along the low to mid intertidal zones of the Pacific Ocean, from Alaska to southern California and sometimes downwards to Panama, where cold water swells can occur. It prefers to inhabit sandy or rocky shorelines, where water remains for most of the day. They can generally be found in tide pools up to 15 m deep. Occasionally it can also be found in deep channels of more exposed rocky shores and concrete pilings in bays and harbors.

 

These anemones tend to live a solitary life, but can be occasionally seen as groups with no more than 14 individuals per square meter. They can move slowly using their basal disks, but usually stay sessile.

 

The anemone feeds on sea urchins, small fish, and crabs, but detached mussels seem to be the main food source. There are rare instances where the giant green anemone has consumed seabirds. It is not known whether the birds were alive or dead when engulfed by the anemone. (Wikipedia)

 

One evening we went to the tidal pools along the coast to look for fish, anemones and sea stars. It was adventure scrambling over the huge rocks, but we were rewarded with this anemone just under the surface of the water. No evidence of it having eaten a bird recently was found :-)

 

Ucluelet, British Columbia, Canada. May 2022.

 

Eagle-Eye Tours - Ultimate British Columbia.

We took an early morning ride through the canals of Amsterdam in Captain Dave's boat. He was a great storyteller and the views were idyllic. Press "L" for a better view.

 

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Katabasis is the epic convention of the hero's trip into the underworld. In Greek mythology, for example, Orpheus enters the underworld in order to bring Eurydice back to the world of the living. (Wikipedia) I thought this was a modern instance of the same!

 

Sometimes the items, people, places or subjects we photograph can intentionally reflect a certain descriptive mood or feeling. Take for instance photos of places can make us want to visit there. Photos of people we don’t know can make us feel like we almost know them or feel we’ve seen them before. Photos of say flowers can have us almost feel their softness or smell their sweetness. When we take this craft seriously it certainly can be quite rewarding and endearing. Thanks for viewing my photos. Gratitude and Kindness can play a part in what we do daily. Maybe you feel similar.

A special light instance and winter sunset in Iceland while lose snow kept blowing around.

 

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Loch Fascally Perthshire Scotland. Without the benefit of sunshine but with the bonus of mist on the hills.

  

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Jasmine is a genus of shrubs and vines in the olive family (Oleaceae). It contains around 200 species native to tropical and warm temperate regions of Eurasia and Oceania. Jasmines are widely cultivated for the characteristic fragrance of their flowers. Jasmine can be either deciduous (leaves falling in autumn) or evergreen (green all year round), and can be erect, spreading, or climbing shrubs and vines. Their leaves are borne in opposing or alternating arrangement and can be of simple, trifoliate, or pinnate formation. The flowers are typically around 2.5 cm in diameter. They are white or yellow in color, although in rare instances they can be slightly reddish. The flowers are borne in cymose clusters with a minimum of three flowers, though they can also be solitary on the ends of branchlets. Each flower has about four to nine petals, two locules, and one to four ovules. They have two stamens with very short filaments. The bracts are linear or ovate. The calyx is bell-shaped. They are usually very fragrant. The fruits of jasmines are berries that turn black when ripe. Jasmines are native to tropical and subtropical regions of Eurasia, Australasia and Oceania, although only one of the 200 species is native to Europe. Their center of diversity is in South Asia and Southeast Asia. A number of jasmine species have become naturalized in Mediterranean Europe. For example, the so-called Spanish jasmine (Jasminum grandiflorum) was originally from West Asia and Indian subcontinent, and is now naturalized in the Iberian peninsula. Jasminum fluminense (which is sometimes known by the inaccurate name Brazilian Jasmine and Jasminum dichotomum (Gold Coast Jasmine) are invasive species in Hawaii and Florida. Jasminum polyanthum, also known as White Jasmine, is an invasive weed in Australia. 19565

“There are other colors, pink for instance: pink is supposed to weaken your enemies, make them go soft on you, which must be why it’s used for baby girls. It’s a wonder the military hasn’t got onto this. Pale-pink helmets, with rosettes, a whole battalion, onto the beachhead, over the top in pink. Now is the time for me to make the switch, I could use a little pink right now”

an instance from Joekullsarlon glacier lake and its merging spot into the Atlantic ocean.

 

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The only instance we should ever need...

I passed a strange day on Wirral peninsula with weather going through basically three stations: rain, storm, sunshine, biting cold, everything. Here an instance of the sunny period :)

 

Happy late Textural Tuesday! (been out at the shore all day long)

 

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We may, for instance, be enticed to buy something because of a photograph’s direct appeal to our senses. Or our reaction may be more emotional, as a picture recalls a memory of someone we love and a time long gone but not forgotten.

This is the power and beauty of photography. Reaching into every part of our lives, it remains personal, touching us when we least expect it, with the image of a child’s distant smile or the quiet beauty of a winter landscape.

John Holland

 

peony, 'Nice Gal', j c raulston arbotetum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina

...little pixel :)

 

Explored November 30, 2021

 

Actually this was meant for the first Sunday of Advent – yesterday –, but I didn't get around to upload it (and neither to take my MM shot), so this is an unusual Monday contribution, not a macro, but actually a Monday slider. It's also another photo from Hot Pixel Universe, a universe only the LX100 can make visible. You may wonder about the starry sky above the Deutsche Dom (New Church), because stars are usually difficult to see in a brightly illuminated city because of light pollution. Unless you shoot with an LX100, of course ;)

 

If I remember correctly, long exposure noise reduction had been activated in the camera when I took this photo at the 2018 Festival of Lights. I don't know if that caused the hot pixels, or if the LX100's sensor gets particularly warm during long exposures. The hot pixels are only visible against a totally black sky, not against a blue hour sky, for instance, and especially enhancing the clarity in LR brings them out clearly.

 

The hot pixels aren't really a big issue, because it's easy to remove them in post. But here I actually liked them, because I think that they add such a festive look to this beautifully illuminated scene, so I decided to leave them in the image. Or rather: I added them back to the photo from an older, already processed version of this shot, because when I re-processed this image just the other day in DXO PhotoLab 5, the amazing DeepPRIME denoising technology detected the hot pixels and removed them. I hope you like Hot Pixel Universe :)

 

Wishing you a happy time of Advent, dear Flickr friends. Take care and stay safe!

 

Eigentlich wollte ich dieses Foto gestern zum 1. Advent hochladen, bin aber leider nicht dazu gekommen. Ihr fragt Euch jetzt wahrscheinlich, woher das Sternenmeer kommt, mitten in der Stadt, die zum Festival of Lights sogar noch heller beleuchtet ist als sonst. Nun, es handelt sich hierbei um ein ganz besonderes Universum, das Hot-Pixel-Universum, das nur die LX100 sichtbar machen kann ;)

 

Wenn ich mich recht erinnere, war damals die Langzeitrauschunterdrückung in der Kamera aktiviert. Ob mir das nun die vielen "Sterne" beschert hat oder der Sensor der LX100 bei Langzeitbelichtungen außergewöhnlich warm wird, kann ich nicht sagen. Ich weiß nur, dass ich sie auch bei einigen anderen Nachtfotos vom Festival of Lights hatte, aber immer nur bei bereits völlig schwarzem Himmel, nie z.B. zur Blauen Stunde, und erst das Verstärken der Klarheit in LR hebt die kleinen Pünktchen so richtig hervor.

 

Das Entfernen wäre auch keine große Sache, tatsächlich erkennt mittlerweile die Entrauschungstechnologie DeepPRIME in DXO PhotLab 5 diesen Bildfehler so zuverlässig, dass mir das Programm jetzt, als ich das Foto noch einmal neu bearbeitet habe, die Pixel fast sämtlichst entfernt hat. Da sie mir hier aber so gut gefallen haben, weil sie dem Foto so ein weihnachtliches, festliches Strahlen verleihen, habe ich mir die Sternlein aus einer bereits 2018 bearbeiteten Version des Fotos einfach zurückgeholt :) Ich hoffe, Euch gefällt meine kleine "Deutscher Dom unter Sternenmeer"-Spielerei :)

 

Ich wünsche Euch eine trotz allem schöne Adventszeit. Passt gut auf Euch auf!

Another instance from our second night in North Iceland during our latest excursion there. We camped wild by the fjord with views on to Akureyri. After dinner in our 4x4 campervan we stepped outside to explore and could not believe our eyes. Northern Lights in October! And what wonderfully gracious ones they were!

 

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A memorable instance from our Iceland round trip which showed us through landscapes I will never forget

 

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Fall Song by Mary Oliver

 

Another year gone, leaving everywhere

its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,

 

the uneaten fruits crumbling damply

in the shadows, unmattering back

 

from the particular island

of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere

 

except underfoot, moldering

in that black subterranean castle

 

of unobservable mysteries - roots and sealed seeds

and the wanderings of water. This

 

I try to remember when time's measure

painfully chafes, for instance when autumn

 

flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longing

to stay - how everything lives, shifting

 

from one bright vision to another, forever

in these momentary pastures.

.. soft instances of our first flower on the balcony .. happy weekend :)

Hérault France

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here's another instance of that one magical night when we were driving back from our longest excursion to Reine (Lofoten islands) and saw this scenario of mist coming up from the meadows at around 2am in the wee hours

In 1804, Henry Drummond commissioned his friend the architect William Wilkins to transform his brick house into a neoclassical Ancient Greek temple. Wilkins, a promising young architect and antiquary, had been much influenced by his recent travels to Greece and Asia Minor. The massive Doric portico is a copy of the Theseion in Athens and the side elevations imitate the Choragic Monument of Thrasyllus. Whilst commonly claimed to be the earliest Greek Revival style house in Europe, Benjamin Henry Latrobe, for instance, was using the primitive Greek Doric at Hammerwood Park in 1792. The transformation was largely external - the old house was literally wrapped in Roman cement, a very hard render made from ground flint. This is when the podium visible today was built. What had been ground floor rooms became basement rooms and the main reception rooms which had been on the piano nobile were now at the same level as the podium. The windows of servants’ rooms on the uppermost storey were covered by the entablature of the temple facade, and is partly why it was necessary to extend the house. As at Hammerwood, the giant Doric portico is echoed by a single storey portico behind so as to provide an enhanced perspective when viewed from the hill opposite beyond the lake in the style of the Picturesque.

In 1817, before the works were finished, Drummond sold the house to Alexander Baring, second son of Sir Francis Baring who owned Stratton Park, five miles north of The Grange.

 

The Grange is a 19th-century country house-mansion and English landscape park near Northington in Hampshire, England. It is currently owned by the Ashburton family. English Heritage have a guardianship deed on the scheduled monument and Grade I listed building, with the Grade II* listed gardens and monument's exterior open to the public. The house and gardens are also available to rent for parties and weddings. Grange Park Opera staged opera at The Grange every Summer from 1998 to 2016. From June 2017 The Grange Festival became the new resident opera company.

Not a pretty shot!

 

But then again you wouldn't stare at your nearest and dearest from 2 metres away with a fish in her mouth!

Would you?

 

But as this Egret caught and disposed of the fish virtually right next to me., I took the shot anyway

 

Al least it made for something a bit different!

Death is not the final instance.

There's an enclosure at the Amsterdam Zoo where Wallabies can roam and jump freely, and it gives entry as well to human visitors. Yesterday I was the only visitor and I came upon this Muncher under a huge Poplar Tree.

In 1798 David Collins (1756-1810), founding Lieutenant-Governor of the Colony of New South Wales, Judge Advocate and Secretary of that colony, published his An Account of the Colony of New South Wales. A highly interesting read indeed! At the end of his remarkable tome he adds a short section on 'the Aboriginal Language' to which is appended a list of many words with their English translation. About the language Collins remarks: 'Their language is extremely grateful to the ear, being in many instances expressive and sonorous.' His word list also gives the native name for Wallaby: Wal-li-bah, apparently derived from the verb 'walla', which means jumping or leaping.

Another instance of Northern Lights we had the joy toe xperience during our 10 days stay in the Arctic region of Northern Norway.

 

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like naugahyde only concerning a bunch of trees

Who says a camera never lies?

 

In this instance it certainly does as this photo was taken at dusk with a totally flat and colourless sky. The end result is the type of image I was looking forward to photographing, but alas Mother Nature didn't deliver. Instead, having been introduced to the idea from a good Flickr pal I have experimented a little with substituting the sky I saw with one that offered a little more interest and appeal.

Went to a local lake today to look for the Hooded Mergansers on this first real cold morning of the season. These extravagantly crested, extremely shy, smallest of the North American Mergansers were out in full force but managed to stay far away for the most part except for a few instances.

This male fairly aggressive guy towards other birds was the first one come close.

Hoping to go there again soon!

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The Lesser Oriental Chevrotain (aka lesser mouse-deer) is found widely across Southeast Asia in Indochina, Myanmar, Brunei, Cambodia, China (Southern Yunnan), Indonesia, Laos, Malaysia, Singapore, Thailand, and Vietnam. It is one of the smallest known hoofed mammals, its mature size being as little as 45 cm (18 inches) and 2 kg (4.4 lb) and related to the even smaller Java mouse-deer. It is threatened by predation by feral dogs.

 

In Indonesian and Malaysian folklore, the mouse-deer Sang Kancil is a cunning trickster similar to Br'er Rabbit from the Uncle Remus tales, even sharing some story plots. For instance, they both trick enemies pretending to be dead or inanimate, and both lose a race to slower opponents. (Wikipedia)

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This tiny deer came out at the bird hide to enjoy the left over seed. It was very shy and nervous and started at every unexpected sound. The Himalayan Striped Squirrel (about the size of a Chipmunk) provides some size comparison. At one point it was mingling with the Khalij Pheasants which were as tall as he was.

 

Kaeng Krachan National Park, Phetchaburi, Thailand. February 2025.

Rockjumper Birding Tours.

Just as things were starting to look bleak for Matthew, he remembered that he had a chip inserted into his right wrist, that was for such instances. Before his body gave out from the brutal confrontation with BigFoot aka OTIS, he activated the chip and it's alert became active to those waiting for such a moment as now! So into their troop transport plane, they assembled one by one ready for the moment to put their training to the test.

 

Meanwhile OTIS and the GNOMES were taking Matthew and his glorious tricked out bike to their camp, when they came to an abrupt halt.

 

The cavalry had arrived....in the form of the 68th Division of the BEAVER AIRBORNE!!!!! Yes, you heard that right.... the 68th Division of the Beaver Airborne... a very covert group, that is only assembled for when Mr. Mason is not able to handle a given situation. So this was their first call to action and with vigor, did they umbrellachute out and into the fray. Most have landed, with just a few still coming into the hot zone.... the battle has now begun...

 

The most dreaded foe of a GNOME, is a BEAVER and these are NOT just any Beaver.... these are AIRBORNE BEAVERS!!!!! Their claws and incisors razor sharp to whittle down any damn Gnome that gets in their way! As for OTIS....though they were never trained to combat a Foot of the Big, they are still highly skilled killing machines and should have no problem taking him down, as well.

 

So thus concludes this chapter in the every expansive Gnome Wars Saga!!!!!

 

Oh, one more thing... LONG LIVE BEAVERS, everywhere!!!

 

*ADDENDUM: Note how unceremoniously I was dropped!!!! Better be some future awwww's and oh no's.... I was seriously hurt there! Knocked off my damn glasses....MY GLASSES!!!!!

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