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Yesterday was the first trip out with Steve (Stoates) for a long while and once the weather forecast ended any ideas of heading west we wnet east instead.
This is Rattray Head Lighthouse on the east Aberdeenshire coast, the first of 4 locations we visited on our trip.
This image is available printed, framed or on canvas here.
Instead of candles, it's sandstone hoodoos this year - I found them quite festive looking!
Enjoy your holidays with family and friends, and keep the photos coming!
Best wishes.
Instead of waiting for happiness to flow
toward you, let it flow from you.
(unknown)
Smile on Saturday! :-) - Let it Flow!
Weekly Theme Challenge - Abstract
PRISMA DE COLORES - Red
(photo by Freya)
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Instead of the pipe not being real,this passe partout is just a bit of pencil scrabbling and an illusion of shadow.
Magritte can take a joke,I think.
Instead of capturing "peak of freshness" floral portraits I'm choosing some non-traditional flower work.
I find withered and dried flowers to be beautiful
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Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Re-edit and widescreen crop of a previously published shot taken in August 2019, this time with a bit of colour grading instead of black and white. Enjoy!
Instead of going to the same places near the house every weekend we are going to attempt to travel farther away from the house every other weekend to see something new. This one has been on my to do list for years!!!
Instead, we walked the "King's Parade" in New Brighton braving the elements (we'd had stormy gales all night!) ...
Instead of standing in water and getting her feathers wet, the great egret watched from the boardwalk and spot a big fish for afternoon meal. What a smart bird knowing how to strategize her hunting skill.
These odd ducks hiss instead of quack, have clawed feet (which allow them to move easily on land, as well as roost and nest in trees), and distinctive lumpy red patches of skin on their faces. Muscovy ducks originating from a wild, tropical duck species, native to Central America and South America, and are the only domesticated duck not derived from the wild mallard.
Muscovies were intentionally introduced into the U.S. in the mid-1960s, to “enhance aesthetics” of urban parks. These large ducks are also popular farm animals (for their eggs and as food), and sometimes escape or are released illegally. As they clearly appreciate our sub-tropical climate, large self-sustaining feral populations formed in Florida, and can be found living alongside urban and suburban lakes, ponds and canals throughout the state.
The distinctive red lumps on Muscovy faces are named carnucles. They are fleshy outgrowths on bird faces, often used by males to attract mates. Muscovy carnucles might indeed serve this purpose, as females have smaller patches than males. Their carnucles, however, also contain oil glands. And by rubbing the oil released from the carnucles over their feathers during preening, they clean and waterproof them.
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THIS IS TWO PICTURES I PUT TOGETHER SIDE BY SIDE OF THE SAME CUB BITING THE ELECTRIC WIRE AND RIGHT AFTER HAVING DONE SO. (I know sometimes people don't like to read a long narrative.)
Some lessons have to be learned the hard way. Like in this instance where this cub decided to explore the post and electric wire that surrounds the inflatable jet boat we use to go up and down the river every day.
And as is obvious, this is exactly why there is hot wire around the boat. I'm sure you can imagine what curious and playful bears could do to an inflatable boat, LOL.
So we were standing out in front of our meal hut as a sow and her 3 cubs came up river towards us. Mom was in the water just slowly looking for salmon and her other 2 cubs were off to the right, out of the frame doing what cubs do, just exploring and doing cub business.
So this little guy decides to check out the post and wire as Tim, Dana and I just watched him with slight amusement saying "OK, don't do it little buddy, don't do it."
But as soon as those words came out of our mouths, you got it, he did it.
He bit the wire and then of course got zapped.
I decided to put these two pictures side by side together like this because most of the time no one really looks at the picture when I put one in the first comment box below. So I did it this way instead.
Tim, Dana and I were laughing pretty hard at this poor little guy's expense but you can be sure he won't be doing this again.
There are some things mamas can't teach their babies and they have to learn on their own, the hard way.
no bears were harmed in the making of this photo
“Instead of worrying about what you cannot control, shift your energy to what you can create.”
― Roy T. Bennett.
This week's theme was delivered but I didn't like it so I decided to go in a different direction and shoot a spider's web instead. I've never been good at taking orders!
52 weeks of 2016
Theme: Break the rules
I was planning on going to Clague Park this morning to try and capture my nemesis the Belted Kingfisher, but instead went to the Rocky River Reservation Metro Park. Naturally, I found out later from another photographer that the Kingfisher was at Clague and giving some really good looks. Meanwhile, I had to settle for this Red-bellied Woodpecker who at least posed in a spot with a nice background and turned to face the early morning sunlight.
Those familiar with Ansel Adams may recognize this scene.
I used a 5x7 crop instead of the original 4x5 (medium format), and include more of the land on the right side. I couldn't get on top of a van to see more river. Plus the pine tree forest is older and larger with more growth obscuring the left bend in the river, and the mountains are capped by a storm.
What a delight to follow Ansel Adams' footsteps.
“Instead of worrying about what you cannot control, shift your energy to what you can create.” - Roy T. Bennett. While there are still some limits to what images I can shoot and how I can shoot it, I am finding ways to shoot creatively wherever I can. This is a small section of a bigger local waterfall we visited two weeks ago. It shows more details and colors in the layers of the rock. I liked how the upper waterflow is a thin veil which shifts to a stronger flow as it goes over the next ledge.
I actually took this (and a few other ornaments) to the beach but it was so overcast that I decided not to take photos. So they got a trip out, and a walk along the beach.
When I got back to town it was nicer, so I went to a park and had a little photo shoot there instead :-)
So I looked through my photostream today and saw how many beach related photos I've got. And at least a quarter of the 'non-beach related' ones actually were taken on the way too, from, or next to, a beach!
All these lovely little purple shells were found and carefully collected by me at Himatangi beach, NZ.
Another couple of shots of these purple shells
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>More of my beach finds on flickr :-D
This is one of our local trash recycling facilities aka the dump. This is the first time I have ever seen canned goods being offered to dump patrons. Some nice person must have thought that someone would want their old canned goods. There is a can of green beans, a can of canned tomatoes and two cans of corn ... regular and creamed. There are also two boxes of something.
The sign explicitly states that no scavenging is allowed. You are not permitted to remove anything from the dumpster under ‘penalty of prosecution’. Instead of tossing their canned goods into the dumpster, someone lined them up on the edge for others to take. Let’s think about this for a minute. If a person threw out some canned vegetables (probably way past the expiration date), would you take them from the dump? Notably food prices have gone way up this year, but one doesn’t make a trip to the dump hoping to pick up a few canned goods while getting rid of their trash!
Very interesting ...
Instead of decorating every room a bit, I chose to redo one room completely and in the full spirit of Halloween. Now I am too scared to go in there so I cant get any new books 😉
People are not actually allowed to get into Laguna Cejar's waters.
Instead, tour agency took us to the adjacent Laguna Piedra, where we could brave the high altitude cold and get into the lukewarm water. We found a current of warm water (heated by the thermal springs), it was actually not uncomfortable.
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These ponds have a very high salt content, about 33%, far above what we find in the sea, so when entering the water in the water you do not have to make the minimum effort to float. It's the same thing that happens in the Dead Sea, the giant saltwater lake in the Middle East.
You can enter this pond even if you can not swim, as soon as your body is in the water, you will already be floating. In ponds like this you should not dive headfirst. It is also good to avoid wetting the face, especially the eyes and mouth, due to excess salt that can be harmful.
The water in the pond is cold and hot, and this causes some people to give up bathing in it. We go in and we can ensure that after a few seconds in the water you get used to it and the temperature difference is no longer a nuisance.
The bath is refreshing, especially if you are doing a very hot afternoon like the one on the day of our tour. And the float makes the bath more fun and also relaxing, as we do not have to make any effort to stay in the water.
Instead, I have now a respect for it and all machines as expanders of my awareness :-)
Todd Walker
HGGT! Science Matters!
purple contorted filbert, 'Red Majestic', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Wisely, Step 10 does not emphasize a moral inventory, which becomes too self-absorbed and self-critical, but speaks instead of a “personal inventory.” In other words, just watch yourself objectively, calmly, and compassionately. You will be able to do this from your new viewing platform and perspective as a grounded child of God. “The Spirit will help us in our weakness” (Romans 8:26). From this most positive and dignified position, we can let go of, and even easily admit, our wrongs. We are being held so strongly and so deeply that we can stop holding onto, or defending, ourselves. God forever sees and loves Christ in us; it is only we who doubt our divine identity as children of God.
We now have an implanted position and power whereby we can see ourselves calmly and compassionately, without endless digging, labeling, judging, or the rancor that we usually have toward our own imperfection. Don’t judge, just look can be our motto— and now, with the very eyes of God. That will awaken consciousness, and then things will usually take care of themselves, with even the least bit of honesty and courage. A wonderful Indian Jesuit, Anthony de Mello (1931–1987), used to say, “Awareness, awareness, awareness!”…
… To be fully conscious would be to love everything, on some level and in some way—even our mistakes. To love is to fall into full consciousness, which is contemplative, non-dualistic, and includes everything—even “the last enemy to be destroyed, which is death itself” (1 Corinthians 15:26). That is why we must, absolutely must, love!
-BREATHING UNDER WATER SPIRITUALITY AND THE TWELVE STEPS, RICHARD ROHR
A rainy day with Photoshop instead of camera. For my album "Creativity, Close-up and Macro". Take a look !
HAPPY SLIDERS SUNDAY !!
Last Sliders Sunday, I uploaded "Dying on the Vine"
and it proved quite popular. I took THAT photo on 16 October 2023.
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Then on 18 December 2023, I took THIS photo of another vine
in a different location. Two months later, its leaves were still beautiful.
The leaves on the other vine were long gone.
With a nod to Bruce Willis and his series of "Die Hard" movies,
my caption here was a natural choice.
Instead of being espaliered, this vine had stuck itself securely
to a white stucco wall. Lovely shade makes it look gray here.
HSS work;
I cropped to 10x8 for composition. For requisite HSS drama,
I did heavy sliding via saturation, dehaze and luminance-sharpening.
Location: Inner front wall, Gottesacker (cemetery), Riehen BS Switzerland.
In my album: Dan's Leafscapes.
Mountain Bluebird (Immature)
Powell Butte, OR
Went to Powell Butte to see Short-eared Owls but they were a no show. Instead, there was a huge flock of bluebirds hawking insects in the early evening light.
The Gouldian finch (Erythrura gouldiae), also known as the Lady Gouldian finch, Gould's finch or the rainbow finch, is a colourful passerine bird which is native to Australia. Both sexes are brightly coloured with black, green, yellow, and red markings. The females tend to be less brightly coloured. One major difference between the sexes is that the male's chest is purple, while the female's is a lighter mauve. Gouldian finches are about 125–140 mm long. Gouldian finches' heads may be red, black, or yellow. Formerly considered three different kinds of finches, it is now known that these are colour variants that exist in the wild. Selective breeding has also developed mutations (blue, yellow and silver instead of a green back) in both body and breast colour. The number of Gouldian finches has decreased quite dramatically during the 20th century. Their habitat has been reduced or altered. 15304
Instead of chasing all over the state looking for that peak season foliage, I sat on my rental second-floor deck and watched the backyard Madison trees change all during the month of October.
I was surprised how short "peak seasons" are; typically being 7 to 14 days only. The daily radio news was full of information on which particular region was coming into colour and which were past peak.
An entire industry just to help us 'toggers along, how nice....
~Instead of a gem or a flower, cast the gift of a lovely thought into the heart of a friend~ ---George Macdonald
I don't think that this Yellowlegs would appreciate it much, but it'd be nice if I had a white Christmas instead of some white sands for once.
Because someone has to get **it done! :)
- Laius in his home office at 1am.
I can tell he's quite pleased with the new props... also shown on previous pic.
Now maybe he should be having a refreshing iced tea instead of cup of coffee since its getting super hot here this time of the year... unlike the rest of the world, or mostly!
Quand j'ai été mercredi chercher les médicaments de Pistache (réservés depuis 10 jours), j'ai dû prendre des génériques. Encore heureux que ça existe, car son médicament habituel est en rupture de stock. Et vous savez pourquoi? A cause du BREXIT (qui n'a pas encore eu lieu, ça promet !), vu que son médicament vient du Royaume-Uni.
When I was on Wednesday looking for Pistaches's medicine (reserved 10 days ago), I had to take generics instead. Well luckily they exist, her usual medicine is out of stock. And do you know why? Because of BREXIT (which has not taken place yet, that's very promising !), the medicine being from the UK.
After a long week of hard work (probably harder cause this is Japan we're talking about), it's good to hunker down with the boys. Tokyo izakayas like this one are the perfect place to do so whether you're looking for polite mannered fun or drunk sports watching, anything that suits those needs.
I was on a high rise tonight, after shooting in and around sakura street and coming out with some serious shots I was feeling rather good. After heading back north across the scramble, I decided to continue focusing on tighter alleyways, there were just enough tuckouts and a usable composition around every turn. Can't say I'm surprised because it's Shibuya, but boy was I having a good time.
After navigating the streets a bit further I eventually came upon a familiar path, to Miyashita Park (where I shot my Tower Records shot a few weeks back) which had an izakaya of it's own. It didn't really do wonders during the day but with the lanterns and the sign all aglow, being here tonight was a very different story. It kinda looks like a video game segment. I wasn't even bothered by the concrete elevation for the trains, on the contrary it made the image more unique.
I tampered heavily with the temperature in multiple spots, some heavier and some lighter, in an attempt to make it more filthy and more crowded. Instead of using an AI removal tool, there were so few people in this shot that all I did was shroud them in darkness instead.
A few more photographers showed up a little while later, but I think I would count this as a hidden gem. Despite being in one of the most commercialized districts in Tokyo, there was a relative shortage of foot traffic here. And as usual, I will eventually work on more shots from this location. Everything has to count in at least one way. I love this shot a lot though.
... but instead of landing, the bird dropped the sea urchin. It fell onto the rocks but remained intact due to a thin layer of water cushioning the fall. The Pacific Gull then picked it up, flew a short distance, and dropped it once more, this time onto the protruding rocks. The shell shattered, and the next step was to land and eat the well-prepared meal.
6 April 2025 - Instead of a green landscape with tress in blossom in early April, we got day after day of snow, a photographer's delight.
© Jean-Marc Frybourg – 250405 – 0963
Instead of taking photos from road like other photographers, this guy decided to walk into the brush for a closer shot. Being in the National Park, he violated one of the rules of the park by approaching wildlife. As a wildlife photographer, he also violated the set norms of not altering the wildlife's behavior by approaching the bull moose, causing the moose to move off into the tundra away from other photographers who were also taking photos.
I was thumbing through the William Price "Western Maryland Steam Album" book with the intent of gaining some day dreaming time, instead I found myself pondering what it would be like to stand on Helmstetters curve when a big 4-8-4 Potomac class came up the grade. Most of my journey through railroad history (and my photo descriptions as a result) tend to lean into a yearn to see railroads in their glory years. This photo then popped into my mind. After being in service for 2 years, I just started shooting the 2102 at Reading and Northern that summer and fall. I did 3 outings to see the thing and enjoyed all of them. The 2102 is big enough to produce power, but not powerful enough to have a seamless run with whatever train you throw at it. The T-1s were built in house by the Reading company using some select parts recycled from other engines. Some call them "rebuilds" because of this. The T-1s were some of the biggest and baddest engines on the Reading minus the light mallets the road rostered. At the end of steam, 5 survived into Reading Rambles excursion service (with one being scrapped for parts during this time period before 1964). Since then they lived on in various states at various places. 2102 runs up the former Reading trackage into the anthracite region and over the former CNJ branch from Haucks to Jim Thorpe in the present day. The run has various grades, bridges, tunnels, and obstacles. North of Tamaqua the trackage starts a hefty climb up to Hometown where it crests downhill to Jim Thorpe. At mile marker 99, at the searchlights installed within the past 10 years, the train's dig into the grade has already begun. You can hear the beating on the rails from lightyears away, it becomes oh so closely sounding but continues to trick the mind. The bellless crossing next to the signals activates. Lights stream around the corner. Then the sounds, A long, a long, "OSJT, Clear signal, 99", a short, a long. The engine, shooting smoke at high velocity out the stack, thunders at the trees and removes their leaves. The approach lit SB signal lights up, rails squeel, the bridge takes on the weight of the engine... you can no longer hear anything... A static takes hold as the exhaust has produced enough sound to pierce your ears. Its loud but silent, the camera clicks away without a detectable sound. Decibels rise, you cannot hear yourself think. You take the camera down and get the friendly wave, they have ear plugs! The shrill passes and then slowly fades. The rail squeals as the clickety clacks fade back in like a studio mix on a 60s hippy song. Marker lights on the rear observation car conclude the show. The crossing lights conclude their flashing, the railfans scurry back to their cars and leave in a hurry, the signal goes back to darkness. Peace has returned to the Schuylkill Valley.
Instead of taking the main road back to Christchurch from Akaroa we drove along the other-side of the Peninsular. From Pigeon Bay through to Port Levy the road is gravel. It is very steep in parts and some people find it a bit too scary. I haven't been that way for many years and it was great to have my son drive me over the steep roads.
Banks Peninsula near Christchurch in Canterbury New Zealand. October 2020.
All about the Banks Peninsula: www.doc.govt.nz/parks-and-recreation/places-to-go/canterb...
Top Right: Akaroa Harbour
Top Left: Road from Akaroa to Okains Bay
Bottom Right: Summit of the road between Pigeon Bay and Port Levy
Bottom Left: Purau Bay in Lyttelton Harbour/