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...sometimes we have them... and well, sometimes we don't.
I guess the Trick is to know the difference.
A visitor this morning to a suet feeder in my yard and a window filter was used in this instance :-)
37512 and 227 wait time for departure from Kyle of Lochalsh with an evening dining trip with the day portion of an Inter City Landcruise popular in the early 90s, Wide angle railway shots aren't usually my thing but in this instance it had to be
As with my previous shot, another instance where I wasn't satisfied with what I was getting with my Olympus micro four thirds so I pulled out the old iPhone.
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Cladonia is a genus of moss-like lichenized fungi in the family Cladoniaceae. They are the primary food source for reindeer/caribou. Cladonia species are of economic importance to reindeer-herders, such as the Sami in Scandinavia or the Nenets in Russia. Antibiotic compounds are extracted from some species to create antibiotic cream. The light green species Cladonia stellaris is used in flower decorations. (Wikipedia)
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Birding with a naturalist during the quiet season has revealed some interesting finds this summer. For instance, I had no idea that reindeer lichens could be found in our area, especially since no reindeer or caribou can be found for thousands of miles. This tiny lichen and their cute little cups are only found in a few areas around Ottawa. Perhaps the deer eat them too.
Morris Island Conservation Area, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. July 2024.
Eastern Ontario Birding.
I “Love The Rain” for plenty of reasons, of course. In this instance for the beauty, richness and the way it’s combined with the Sunshine after this passing storm. The air got muggy with heat but the beauty was intensified when both rain and sunshine simultaneously landed on the pedals of this beauty few roses. Thanks for viewing and any comments you might leave any of my captures, Have a great weekend.
This is one instance where the female looks about as pretty as the male, if not prettier.
Thank you for visiting my site and taking the time to leave a comment. Truly appreciated!
I've been struggling recently, hence I was missing in action here, possibly a crisis of confidence if I'm honest, that and as I said before in my previous post, I've been unable to fully connect to my art. My best friend told me that I am needing to get back into the practice; other than snow, the Winter months are my least favourite, so often in this time I have less drive and tend to await Spring, which is right around the corner; cannot wait for the warmer weather.
Anyway, this shot I took when, you guessed it, there was lots of snow and a sunset about to happen, so in this instance I very much got the best of both worlds.
I hope everyone is well and had a great St Patrick's Day! And so as always, thank you! :)
Every year I post the winner of Dora, Croatian song for the Euro Song of the year. This year for 2024 competition which will be held in Sweden.
The song is about a Croatian young man leaving Croatia. Selling his cow and just leaving for 'better' life. We are in EU? When will the differences in life be similar to those in Germany for instance? In 100 years maybe? I hope not....In any case here is the Winner of last night's competition..
Rim Tim Tagi Dim
About the only instance of sun on this morning's run of eastbound NS 125 to Centralia, IL, seen here approaching Hoffman on the Southern-West District. And a Kelby sighting...making distinct radio calls using a most proper call sign: "Pennsylvania 8102"
Thanks to WR for the heads up on this move. 8102 ran to Kansas City on road-railer 255 on Friday, so it was not terribly surprising to see this unit sent back east a couple days later.
A rather slow shutter and handheld, caused subject movement, however I quite like this in this instance as it gives an interesting effect.
I shot various instances of this scene, trying to get the tree and the building to play nice with everything else. If only there were clouds.
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'Step the Divide'
Camera: Mamiya RB67
Lens: Mamiya-Sekor 4.0/180mm
Film: Lomo Berlin 400
Process: Rodinal; 1+50; 13.5min
Lincoln County, Washington
March 2021
I have always been late to the party when it comes to knowing some things that other people seem to have been aware of for years.
For instance, I have always loved seeing deer and in the last few years, I have photographed scores of them and have some loyal deer in the area who often come to me when they want a photo to memorialize one of their close relatives who lost their lives during a certain portion of the fall season.
Therefore it surprised me when a lot of people commented to me how deer are actually pests and that they know no shame about what and where they eat.
Note this tender young fellow I caught through a tunnel of trees who is probably a good example of what these folks are talking about. I think he is pretty comfortable around this house and is probably eager for the snow to melt so he can begin to eat spring tulips by the side of the house. In the meantime, he will settle for snarking down some bird food out of the feeders.
(Photographed near Cambridge, MN)
An instance where I found the focal length of the lens to be too much. There weren't a lot of openings in the leaves to get the full view of the owl.
(Or in this instance, flattening my lensball in Photoshop.)
It's a sign of the times that phrases and idioms such as the above are in more common usage these days as are words such as 'unprecedented' - and how we say to our friends and loved ones each time we chat, instead of saying "Bye for now!" we say 'Keep Safe; keep well " and naturally , " I love you" , when we should be using the two latter each time. Then of course it's worrying that if you Say things often enough , they can lose their meaning . I sure hope not, so Keep safe and keep well everyone.....
Do you know little by little you are living inside me
But with you there is a transfiguration
For instance we drink wine, as if a carnation is falling inside us
A tree is working tick tock beside us
My stomach was, my mind was—this little bit remains.
You lean towards the carnation, I take and pass it to you voilà
And you pass it more beautiful to another
The other passes it along n'est-ce pas
So goes the carnation from hand to hand.
You see then, you and I are growing a passion,
I'm touching on you, I'm warming up to you, this is not that
Look how, seven colors become as one
We are silently uniting.
Edip Cansever -1957
“Nobody of any real culture, for instance, ever talks nowadays about the beauty of sunset. Sunsets are quite old fashioned. To admire them is a distinct sign of provincialism of temperament. Upon the other hand they go on.” Oscar Wilde
Well, here we go again.......no spring this year, right into summer. Turn off the stove and get the A/C in the window. Wildfire smoke has become an issue for several years now, and having it on a weeks' vacation makes it even more frustrating. Once such instance was a day on the WNYP in 2020, we were following the Farmers' Valley job with 2 C-430's in a thick haze of smoke. OL-2's crew is adding to the sky conditions at the NY-PA state line in Portville, NY.
This find is another instance of driving around the block to get another look at a find and finding another. When I saw this former church now serving as the Masonic Lodge I thought the architecture looked awfully familiar. It is almost identical to an abandoned church we passed by in Montana.
It is hard to get out away from the family to get shoots sometimes. In this instance we were on a camping trip in the Tetons. I kept telling myself I was going to get a sunrise over the lake but the cold weather always stopped me. This was the last night there, it was now or never. I brought a chair, set up the tripod and waited. I was a bit surprised how many people were out around the lake at this hour. One burly dude in flannel (can you trust a dude alone at a lake in flannel?) sundered up to my spot, just about 10 feet from and sat. And sat. He just stood there looking the same direction I was looking. I could almost feel him looking at my gear out of the corner of my eye. Finally he mumbles, almost as if he were talking to the mountain "6d?" Ok, now I am even more nervous, he knows my gear. He was still not looking at me at all, could he feel the presence of the Canon? "Yes" I replied. Silence. I am ready for anything at this point, testosterone in overdrive. What felt like an eternity passed (about 15 seconds in my overly dramatic mind). Then he reaches into his coat...this is it, he is getting a knife, or a gun..I get ready to rush him, almost leaping across the rocks..then he turns, smiles, and pulls out a Canon 6d also. "Me too" he says. We proceed to talk shop while I am still shaking form the adrenaline rush. This image is for you creepy flannel man.
I already posted one image from this shoot in blue, pre-sunrise. Truth is I liked it better, but I thought I should revisit the set of brackets I shot that morning.
I am always drawn to images that are dark. Usually very dark. They just seem to pull me into the image. The thing is, I keep trying to shot dark images, and process dark images. I just can't seem to get them the way I want, dark. I almost forced myself to keep this dark while I processed it. Looking back, I wish I had gone into the lake to shoot this, it would have been more dramatic.
This was an instance of where I looked ahead on the tree this bird flew to, predicted where it might be in the clear, focused on the gap and it showed up.
Ruins of Kumurdo Cathedral stand on the background of ill-favored and barren landscape of Javakheti plateau, in a distance of 12 km from Akhalkalaki. The extensive inscription curved on the stone slab that fortunately preserved up to now tells that the threshold of the cathedral was placed in May, 964 AD. According to that inscription the Bishop of Kumurdo John has initiated church construction. Name of an architect was Sacotsari. After reconsideration of the six-apse design five-apse configuration of the church was obtained, instead of being situated radial. Western rectangular arm of the church is three-nave, with internal narthex and three sided gallery arranged in its western end. External layout of the church is cross-shaped; in response to three-partite sanctuary two triangular niches are arranged on western façade, coupled with two others, one at each lateral façade. A porch-chapel is erected in front of the main entrance — the eastern one, with a tiny shrine arranged in the thickness of the load-bearing wall. Despite of the relative simplification of the design Sakotsari has managed to preserve all integral elements of the six-apse construction and provide sufficient dynamics through trapezoidal bemas running along the lateral apses and column-like protrusions that support sub-dome sagittal arches. All the aforementioned provides general elevation of the internal space and creates strong impression of motion and charge of life.
All elements of decoration – window headers and framings adorned with light, open-work-type fretwork, a complex, large frame of the sanctuary window, cornices decorated with different images are scattered over the vast surfaces of the building exterior, faced with most accurately hewn stones. Adornment is so perfect, clear and clean that they may be perceived as the embroidery instructed on the metal surfaces. Several risings still well noticeable on eastern sub-dome tromps include images of the church construction donors – Queen Gurandukht, her brother King Leon of Abkhazs and her spouse – King Gurgen of Georgians. All of those images coupled with those incorporated in the sanctuary window decoration are plain and tabular, while the heads or possibly the faces of archangels placed in the niches and over the southern porch, on the contrary, are rounded and volumetric. Motion is sensible even in symmetrical elements – inscription over the western façade is slanted northwards, interlocked tromp-like spaces are arranged on the corners of the church arm exteriors.
Even today, with missing dome and western arm the monument is perhaps as gorgeous and splendid as it was upon the completion of its construction. The temple has got several sections that were added to its body at later times the most important of which is southern porch constructed along the western arm. This attachment of the first of XI c was initiated by Queen Marry of Georgia.
All preserved fragments of wall painting, for instance within the sanctuary are relatively younger then the building itself. It seems, frescoes of the north-western apse were performed sometime in XIII c. Western porch of the cathedral bears footprints of XVI c refurbishment. Two X c steles are erected close to the temple.
Princess Chelsea is a lot less twee than fellow kiwi band The Beths, for instance, but the songs come from the heart and the whopping 7 live member band played for almost an hour. Lead singer Chelsea Lee Nikke was quite a ham with her Judas Priest shirt. You could tell she might be a little anxious but she rocked out like she was meant to play stadiums.
Though I photographed the entire set, this was the last photo I took of Nikke when the song were all done and she was fooling around with her band mates. There were no other photographers at the show that I saw and it's a small enough venue that you don't need a photopass and there's no three song limit.
Whenever I photograph a show that actually does require a photopass (most recently Angel Olsen), I am often with other photographers who are obsessed with access to the show, many of whom stay for only just those three songs and miss out on the rest of the music. I prefer seeing bands in smaller clubs and I know for a fact that the first three songs usually have the worst lighting and the lowest amount of energy compared to the remainder of the set. How sad to experience just the first three songs of every band and be constantly doing tones of work just to cover the next first three songs of another band.
For some, music is a living. For me, it's just what I live for.
princesschelsea.bandcamp.com/music
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baby Yousef :D
No edit :)
Exposure: 0.003 sec (1/320)
Aperture: f/5.6
Focal Length: 135 mm
ISO Speed: 320
Exposure Bias: 0 EV
Flash: No Flash
Rosa (perhaps justifiably) thinks I'm quite mad when I delight in photographing the tomato cages and the chicken wire in her gardens throughout the year. To my eye, they take on a wonderful quality (particularly in winter) and feed my peculiar way of seeing and photographing the world. There are many more instances of my madness viewable in the first comment box below. :)
- Rosa's Garden of Earthly Delights, Keefer Lake, Ontario, Canada -
I believe that everything can tell a story.
Sometimes you can look at an object or place and get clues to fill in the information. For instance, this house. It’s quite obvious that something happened here. Part of the siding is missing, there is a broken window and the doors are either boarded up or barricaded. One of the columns supporting the porch is gone. The yard is mowed though, surely someone still cares about this place?
Other times you are given the information. Let’s be honest, I didn’t end up here without already knowing something about what happened. And it was definitely apparent that something happened. I passed big piles of debris with heavy equipment moving around. The sound of construction workers banging hammers echoed through the landscape. Both information and context of the surrounding environment can result in some powerful storytelling.
However nothing would prepare me for what comes next. As I was taking a photo of this house, I was approached by a lady walking down the street. “Are you lost?” she says. She didn’t see my camera but she noticed that I was traveling down a street that had been deserted. Long driveways that lead to nowhere, piles of debris on both sides and no vehicles around. I was in front of one of the few houses still standing on that block.
“No”, I said. I briefly told her who I was and explained that I was a photographer. I told her that I liked to tell stories. Her eyes started to tear up, and then she proceeded to tell me her account of December 10, 2021. The night that a wicked EF4 tornado ripped through the center of Mayfield, Kentucky.
She told me that she didn’t lose anyone but she knew others who have lost someone or lost their belongings. Even though the twister occurred almost a year and a half ago by this point, she was still helping people affected by the storm. Some who lost everything. Then she switched tones and started talking about growing up in Mayfield and living in this neighborhood. She said she needed someone to talk to and it was God’s work that we both ended up meeting each other this day.
“One final thing”, she said. “…Mayfield is here to stay”. She wanted me to emphasize with my photos that despite the destruction, the community is deeply rooted here and rebuilding. It may look rough now, but the people who live here still have hope. Ms. Donna then thanked me for listening and said it made her day getting to talk to me. It made my day getting to talk to her too.
Today’s post will mark the beginning of a small series that highlights Mayfield since the twister that passed through in 2021. While some photos will show the devastation from this tragic day, I hope that you are also able to see the hope that still shines through in this community.
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Mayfield, Kentucky
A wonderful long light instance in Skjelfjorden fjord on the Norwegian Lofoten islands. It was here where Briitish Troops had a naval station during the submarine war with Germany, rests of which can still be seen further afar in the fjord.
One minute, Life can change and you don't know what to do.. Your partner in chime, your best friend, your soul mate, has a minor stroke. You feel helpless, lost, and shocked. You are so far away you don't know what to do.. All you can do is be there in spirit and pray that they are ok. Thank God, he is doing great, on the road to recovery.
Everyone, please take care of your health, and you notice something odd or you feel off.. Go get it check out, don't wait.. Waiting can change everything on how your are treated..
Get well my love.. You are my heart and Soul!
Taken at Isle of Rowlyria
Landmark to Isle of Rowlyria: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Rowlyria/150/47/29
Windlight by BattleScars
Pose by: Hazeel: A Day to Relax
As amazing as the Lofoten might look in bright sunlight, their Northern character reveals itself more in stormy weather as I feel.
Another shot from the geomagnetic storms that graced us on May 10th, 2024.
Going through these pictures, I am both slightly confused and very fascinated by the relationships the Auroras have with the clouds. In some instances it appears they sort of filter through the clouds and in others the clouds almost act as a barrier from the light pollution, allowing the colors to be seen. Either way, it was sometimes eerie and always incredible!
Although this photograph appears to be a street scene caught on the fly -an instance of what Henri Cartier-Bresson called the “decisive moment” -it was actually staged for the camera by Ruth Orkin and her model.
“The idea for this picture had been in my mind for years, ever since I had been old enough to go through the experience myself,” Orkin later wrote. While traveling alone in Italy, she met the young woman in the photograph at a hotel in Florence and together they set out to reenact scenes from their experiences as lone travellers.
“We were having a hilarious time when this corner of the Piazza della Repubblica suddenly loomed on our horizon,” the photographer recalled. “Here was the perfect setting I had been waiting for all these years… And here I was, camera in hand, with the ideal model!
All those fellows were positioned perfectly, there was no distracting sun, the background was harmonious, and the intersection was not jammed with traffic, which allowed me to stand in the middle of it for a moment.” The picture, with its eloquent blend of realism and theatricality, was later published in Cosmopolitan magazine as part of the story “Don’t Be Afraid to Travel Alone.”
Text from the Metropolitan Museum of Art website
yet another panoramic view of the crystalline transparency of air, water and light high up in Norway's North.
A rather relaxing scene to an otherwise wonderful and eventful weekend!! Along Forest Road 52, in lonesome Lewis County's Cascades region, this unnamed creek simply flowed freely for all to bask in its immediate glory.
Photo captured via Minolta Maxxum AF Zoom 28-85mm F/3.5-4.5 Lens. Western Cascades Lowlands and Valleys section within the Cascades Range. Gifford Pinchot National Forest. Lewis County, Washington. Late October 2022.
Exposure Time: 2 sec. * ISO Speed: ISO-100 * Aperture: F/22 * Bracketing: None * Color Temperature: 5350 K * Film Emulation: Dark Woods 10
Sometimes you pick the horse but in rare and exceptional instances, the horse picks you. 8 years ago, I drove out to west Texas to buy my first horse and when I walked up to the 1 year old stallion pasture, I was greeted by over 20 stallions ranging in a variety of colors and temperaments. I didn't know much about horses at this point but I knew I wanted a horse that would be a good companion and train easily. Well, this cinnamon boy walks straight up to me, lowers his head, and gently presses his face against my torso. I of course melt into a puddle while I stroke his face, and when I was done I walked away. The sea of stallions were moving around us and the owners while we walked but the same horse continued to follow close behind. When I stopped, he stopped. When I walked, he walked. That's when I decided he's the one. He picked me. I kindly said to him "I guess I'm your huckleberry..." and it stuck-- I named him Huck. He was a quick learner in ground work, and didn't buck once under saddle while he was being trained with rider weight. He has been the perfect first horse for this city girl and I love him so.
Huck - Red Roan - 9 years old
The breeder's site: www.mahorses.com
Semipalmated Sandpiper has a Conservation Status under the IUCN of Near Threatened www.iucnredlist.org/species/22693373/93400702
Even among the smallest birds, there can be territorial interactions between members of a species. In this instance, it was Semipalmated Sandpiper — average weight 25 grams (less than an ounce). These two individuals were feeding on a small mudflat at Tyrell Lake in southern Alberta, Canada, en route to breeding much further north. Such a long migration requires sufficient fuel, over which there can be competition.
We stumbled across this peaceful scene as we neared the end of the Jordan Valley. There's nothing especially special about it; it's one that's repeated countless times throughout New Zealand... However, in this instance, the rolling *bush-covered hills, the lush grass, and the mostly Jersey herd caught our attention....
*Bush is the New Zealand term for "Forest"...!
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This was one of those instances when I was out to shoot the sunset, but it wasn't very special. Turning to my left (south) however, the clouds were lit up like they were on fire.
The peaks in the foreground, from left to right, are Eagle Mtn, Buck Knob and Bell Knob. Centered in the rear is the valley of the upper Hiwassee River. On the horizon to the right, above Bell Knob, is Georgia's tallest mountain, Brasstown Bald. If you look real close you can see the visitor center tower at the summit.
African Violet petal surface cells are known to be conical in some instances and it is these cells that are hypothesised to reflect light. These tiny reflections cause the petal surface to sparkle or glitter.
Image captured in my house with very muted on-camera flash.
From the 50501 protest in Denver, Colorado. The U.S. flag code (which is not legally enforceable, BTW), specifically says that the flag is not to be inverted “except as a signal of dire distress in instance of extreme danger to life or property.” I think what's currently going on in America certainly qualifies.
© Web-Betty: digital heart, analog soul
Autumn colours at the Sir Thomas Phillips Weir in the Roe Valley Country Park, Limavady, Northern Ireland.
The two best known instances of water power being exploited in the Roe are seen in the installation of Ireland’s first hydro-electric turbine in 1896 and the use of water for the flourishing flax industry in both the 17th and 18th centuries.
However, the earliest known use of power from the red river can be traced to a much earlier date. While it has long been known that the Norman invaders of the 12th Century made use of water power from the Roe, it has been suggested by recent archaeological evidence that the monks who lived in the area made use of sophisticated water mills before any Norman French had set foot in Ireland.
The next known use of the river for power comes from the modernising English soldier, Sir Thomas Phillips. Phillips was a professional soldier, who has left a significant mark on the town of Limavady, with some commentators suggesting that without his vigour and zeal, the town as we know it might today be nothing more than another small village.
Phillips was one of the leading figures in the plantation of Ulster, serving the Crown through warfare as a ‘servitor’ and also as chief advisor to the Crown on the plantation of County Londonderry.
Phillips was granted some 3,500 acres in the Roe Valley, in addition to 500 in Castledawson, which he described as “the horsepond of Limavady” and the “cabbage patch of Castledawson.”
He did, however, immediately set about making improvements to his new territory. He extended and repaired the O’Cahan Castle and dug out a surrounding ditch.
Other works included a ‘pleasure garden’, a fish-pond, an orchard, a ‘malt house’ for brewing beer as well as a host of embattlements.
It was Phillips who built what remains today of a ‘weir’ in the Roe, having constructed a water mill and a mile long race. It has been suggested, however, that the race was more likely a renovated version of the old race built by the Normans for their own mill centuries earlier.
An interesting fact about Sir Thomas Phillips reveals him as the man who applied for the licence for the brewery at Bushmills, which still produces world-famous whiskey to this day.
It wasn’t until the development of the linen industry, however, that the Roe was to be fully exploited. The Roe Valley was an ideal location for the process of linen production, commonplace throughout Ireland on a large scale from the late 17th Century onwards.