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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.
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
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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.
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.
and another instance of those amazing Northern Lights, this one directly from behind our campervan at the shore of Ullsfjorden near Svensby ferry terminal.
Fog can be considered a cloud at ground level. The processes forming it, however, are usually different from those that form clouds.
Like clouds, fog is made up of condensed water droplets which are the result of the air being cooled to the point (actually, the dewpoint) where it can no longer hold all of the water vapor it contains.
For clouds, that cooling is almost always the result of rising of air, which cools from expansion. But for fog, which occurs next to the ground, there are usually other reasons for this cooling.
For instance, rain can cool and moisten the air near the surface until fog forms.
Or, as is more often the case, infrared cooling of a cloud-free, humid air mass at night can lead to fog formation - this is called "radiation fog". Radiation fog is most common in the fall, when nights get longer, airmasses begin to cool, and land and water surfaces that have warmed up during the summer are still evaporating alot of water into the atmosphere.
Finally, a warm moist air mass blowing over a cold surface (usually snow or ice, or over a cold ocean surface) can also cause fog to form-this is called "advection fog
On the central plateau of Ben Lomond/turapina there is a section known as the "Plains of Heaven". If that is where we are, then this obviously must be the "Garden of the Gods".
The mountain top has been wearing down for millions of years. These rocks for instance, are at least 180 million years old, having originally been spewed out of a giant volcano where Ben Lomond is today. In the background we catch a glimpse of a dry glacial river bed and lake which we'll look at more closely in coming days.
Rome - the famous Vatican - meeting point for all religious people - for instance Easter.
For tourists I would recommend the Vatican Museum as a treasure of international expensive art.
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Rom - der berühmte Vatikan - ein Treffpunkt aller Gläubigen - zum Beispiel zum Osterfest.
Touristen würde ich das Vatikan-Museum empfehlen als eine Ausstellung internationaler hochwertiger Kunst.
Hello my amazing friends !
Today is a brand new day and new week ! So why not starting it with a picture of something very strong and powerful … like an elephant for instance. But wait : what is more powerful than an elephant ?? Three elephants of course !!! Have an awesome new week !!
Mucho, mucho amor for you all !!
Thank you so much for all your lovely comments / favs/ general support / happy thoughts!! Stay safe and well.
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)
TUG at my heart strings 💟 or heart ropes ( per this instance )
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Steveston Fishing Village
Canada's Largest Fishing Harbour
Steveston Harbour is situated on the banks of the Fraser River
Richmond, BC
Canada
Definitely one of British Columbia's best kept secrets.
If you enjoy quaint fishing villages, combined with light and vibrant colours, I am pleased to extend an invitation for you to browse through my.... 'I 💖 Steveston album'
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Thank-you for all the overwhelming support and many friendships. Wishing you all good health.
Happy Clicks,
~Christie by the river
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natural grotesquery in the details of a fallen tree trunk we encountered in Langley Woods yesterday. I saw this face from far awar and even after looking closelym at it and establishing that it was completely natural and just a coincidential aliignment of tree bow stumps and other stuff belonging to the tree trunk, I still kept seeing a grotesque mask like from a Venetial carnival or a Celtic celebration of Fastnacht or Beltane for instance.
Hapy Sliders Sunday!
an instance of one of our many pass road crossings during our round trip around Iceland. This pass road crosses one of the mountain ranges flanking Iceland's Westfjords and the compacted snow to the right gives an idea about the amount of snow coming down here and what struggle it must be to keep these roads usable during the long winter month!
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 :)
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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Can you spot the figures in this sunrise over the sea? I've borrowed them from a sublime painting by the German Romantic artist Caspar David Friedrich (1774-1840). en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moonrise_by_the_Sea#/media/File:Cas...
Friedrich took his landscapes very seriously indeed because (like many Romantic artists and poets) he believed the work was revelatory. In other words, it was an expression of the sublime in Nature and not merely a picture. The Romantics elevated landscape to the realm of the Transcendental. I've discussed Friedrich previously in a comment on "Caspar's Ghost" www.flickr.com/photos/luminosity7/49678826142/in/album-72...
The danger - if we might call it that - of beautiful landscapes, sunsets or sunrises lies precisely in the fact that we might simply view them as pretty. For Caspar David Friedrich this would have meant the ultimate insult to his creative vision. His work existed merely in order to point to a greater truth or profundity. Often this meant Friedrich included some obvious symbols of transcendence such as a cross, a ruined abbey or a graveyard. And in this instance you'll see the figures he painted looking out at the stormy sea at sunrise. They are literally absorbed into the experience. Friedrich calls it "surrendering".
Friedrich himself liked to go out alone to experience Nature:
“I have to stay alone and know that I am alone in order to fully contemplate and feel nature; I have to surrender to what surrounds me, unite with my clouds and rocks, in order to be what I am. I need solitude for a dialogue with nature. Once I spent an entire week in the Uttewald Abyss amid rocks and firs, and throughout this time I did not meet a single living soul; it is true, I do not recommend this method to anyone — it was too much even for me: involuntarily, gloom enters the soul.”
The key word in this Romantic vision is the SUBLIME. In the next photograph I'll say a little more about that (these two photos obviously belong together).
So on this morning when I awoke to drive from St Helens to a place called The Gardens in the Bay of Fires, the rain was falling lightly. I didn't think there was much prospect of a good sunrise shot, but thought I'd enjoy the quiet moment of reflection and take my chances. At The Gardens you quite literally come to the end of the road. The only company I had was some rather sodden cows in a field that I'll introduce you to tomorrow. There was a feeling of silence, but in fact the wind was howling.
The rain let up enough for me to get in a few shots. This one shows a previous storm that had been blown out to sea. But soon the wind blew in another downpour and it was time to pack up and go.
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.
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!
The Double Rainbow and Snowy Mountains of Skye, Scotland.
Rain, Sun Snow and Belting Golden Light, a winter atmospheric.
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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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a mountain peak in the Arctic region of Norway dreaming of the space above it during a luminous light of beginning Northern Lights. This was the moment when only the first shy signs of the Aurora Borealis became visible, some instances later the Northern Lights were in full display :)
Loch Fascally Perthshire Scotland. Without the benefit of sunshine but with the bonus of mist on the hills.
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“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”
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!
A memorable instance from our Iceland round trip which showed us through landscapes I will never forget
Do you ever wonder if you talk about something too much? I think I got my answer the other day. The King in this instance is Stephen King - and this is my story. Read more readmeri.wordpress.com/2020/06/16/all-hail-the-king/
Last year's forest fire and this year's smoke embrace the landscape of the Lava Fields National Monument in California. The split tree in the foreground is likely the result of many instances of dry lighting where the fires began. For a long time, I had no desire to shoot photos of the drought and fires ravaging the West. I've since decided as a photographer, it is important to tell the story of what is happening across our planet.
Two different shots from the same viewpoint with different focus point and merged together. In this instance the middle ground is indirfferent to the photo and was accidentally on purpose left out of focus. Next time I'll try blending in photoshop
Michigan. This warbler can be very common within varying habitats within its range. In Michigan for instance It can be found in the Jack Pine forests and in regenerating clear cut areas that support species such as the winged warblers and M0urning warblers. Here in Georgia birders and bird photographers alike get excited at Nashville opportunities as they are not common in either migration and they breed far north of here. Its name was perhaps poorly chosen as well as it only migrates through the Nashville area. Many Michigan bird enthusiasts can't relate to such excitement as the species is quite common there. Nonetheless it is a beautiful warbler.
Pap of Glencoe (Sgorr na Ciche), Ballachulish Scotlands West Coast.
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A Sunday stroll past flocks of sheep.
In comparison to other German states, Baden-Württemberg, along with Hesse, Bavaria, and Schleswig-Holstein, stands out as a focal area for sheep and goat farming. In Schleswig-Holstein, sheep are primarily kept on dykes to maintain a short turf and compact the soil with their hooves. In contrast, Baden-Württemberg predominantly utilizes extensive sheep breeds in migratory shepherding for landscape management. The sheep herds migrate to different grazing areas according to the vegetative season: in the summer, for instance, they graze on the orchard meadows and the sparse, dry grasslands of the Swabian Jura. Without the sheep, juniper heaths, sparse and dry grasslands, and sloping terrains would risk becoming overgrown with shrubs and trees. However, across Baden-Württemberg and the entire country, sedentary sheep farming prevails.
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!
Mark Kelso is a drummer, educator (professor at Humber College) and in this instance a church goer. St. Stephen Church was one of the 5 venues of Winterfolk Festival, which featured this year some outstanding jazz performances. Piano Maestro Hilario Duran and bassist Roberto Occhipinti were the rest of the trio.
The George H. Ryder organ (1,700 pipes) was originally designed in 1889 and in 1906 it was moved to St. Stephen. The organ still works, but isn't played very often. Mark Kelso has an interesting inspiration in his life. Bruce Lee, yes, the martial arts master.
185. St. Stephen. P1530809; Taken 2023 Feb 26. Upload 2023 March 07.
The siskin is a small, short-tailed bird, 11–12.5 centimetres (4.3–4.9 in) in length with a wingspan that ranges from 20 to 23 centimetres (7.9 to 9.1 in). It weighs between 12 and 18 grams (0.42 and 0.63 oz).
The bird's appearance shows sexual dimorphism. The male has a greyish green back; yellow rump; the sides of the tail are yellow and the end is black; the wings are black with a distinctive yellow wing stripe; its breast is yellowish becoming whiter and striped towards the cloaca; it has a black bib (or chin patch) and on its head it has two yellow auriculas and a black cap. The amount of black on the bib is very variable between males and the size of the bib has been related to dominance within a flock. The plumage of the female is more olive-coloured than the male. The cap and the auriculas are greenish with a white bib and a rump that is a slightly striped whitish yellow.[citation needed] The young have a similar colouration to the females, with drab colours and a more subdued plumage.
The shape of the siskin's beak is determined by its feeding habits. It is strong although it is also slender in order to pick up the seeds on which they feed. The legs and feet are dark brown and the eyes are black.[citation needed]
It has a rapid and bounding flight pattern that is similar to other finches.
The siskin is easy to recognize, but in some instances it can be confused with other finches such as the citril finch, the European greenfinch or the European serin.[citation needed] The Eurasian siskin, in many plumages, is a bright bird. Adult male Eurasian siskins are bright green and yellow with a black cap, and an unstreaked throat and breast. Adult females also usually have green and yellow plumage tones: for example, yellow in the supercilium and on the sides of the breast, green tones in the mantle and yellow in the rump. The ground colour of the underparts of the Eurasian siskin is normally pure white. In females and juveniles, the centre of the belly and lower breast are often largely or entirely unstreaked. The wingbars of the Eurasian siskin are broad and yellow (with the tips white) and the bill is short with a decurved culmen.
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.
Yesterday, I decided randomly to visit Orlando Wetlands. Simply I wanted to turn my watch on, to track my steps to do my daily walking exercise. Instead of doing the normal exercise around the neighborhood, I thought walking around the Wetlands would provide opportunity to do some photo shooting and do my morning walk; killing two birds with one stone - LOL. It was early on, a bit cloudy, but there were few opportunities where the clouds would let out to allow for a bit, some sun light. In other instances, the layer of the clouds was not dense, giving chance for this opportunity photo - An Egret carrying a branch to build his nest.
Egrets are herons, generally long-legged wading birds, that have white or buff plumage, developing fine plumes (usually milky white) during the breeding season. Egrets are not a biologically distinct group from herons and have the same build.
The distinction between a heron and an egret is rather vague, and depends more on appearance than biology. The word "egret" comes from the French word aigrette that means both "silver heron" and "brush", referring to the long, filamentous feathers that seem to cascade down an egret's back during the breeding season (also called "egrets").
The Malagasy Scops-Owl - - during the day it uses a perch which is actually quite low to the ground - - this guy is only 4 to 5 feet off the ground in this instance.
Would have never found him on our own, but a local bird guide for this particular park knew exactly where his day time roosts were; he simply left us on the main trail and went off for a few minutes to check 2 or 3 holes and then came back & got us once he knew which roost was in use.
Malagasy Scops-Owl - - very similar to Torotoroka Scops-Owl - - difference is Toro lives in dry spiny forest areas; the Malagasy lives in the moist rain forest areas on the east and north coasts of Madagascar.
Malagasy Scops-Owl