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Perch Rock Lighthouse New Brighton Wirral - 15.09.2017 . These were taken on the Beach at New Brighton ,I wanted to show the expance of sand which was blowing in my face all the time,thats why no one else was on the beach, I have never seen it like that before there,don't forget the Mersey Covers it every day twice . Perch Rock Lighthouse New Brighton Wirral - 15.09.2017 That beach was special on Thursday and was almost better than seeing the birds as the Gale force winds over the last week had cleaned and dried the sand . I cannot remember ever seeing this shot taken of this popular photographic spot.
The We're Here! gang is visiting the Isolation group today.
Created using an old pic of me, and several screen grabs from various webcams around Vancouver this morning.
Re isolation: to tell you the truth, this is my happy place. The house is clean from top to bottom, and no one is going in or out. I am in a bubble, and there are endless projects to keep me busy.
I grew up in isolation -- on a tiny island, long before the internet. This feels familiar. Cozy, even.
Fred is so busy with his archeology classes (online now) that he doesn't feel deprived of human contact. He says he has the sense of the world changing around him, but he's so immersed in this all-consuming school work that he hasn't had time to process it.
When I do need a little social contact, my friend Irene, who lives next door, goes out onto her balcony, and we have balcony visits, some 15 feet apart. Perfect! As well, I've joined conversation exchange.com, where you can find people to Skype with, in order to improve their English and your second language (in my case, Spanish). Or just help them with their English, if you are not learning another language!
I had my first session this morning with a lovely lady in Spain. You can search by country, gender, age, whatever, so I looked for ladies between 60-70, in Spain. I highly recommend it as a way to reach out and distract someone who is going through scary and isolated times. And helping someone with English (or whatever your native tongue might be) is fun and satisfying!
Living in a city, in a crowd. A stranger amongst other strangers. One can begin to feel more stranded the larger it gets, if one chooses to envision it as such.
My wife not having any family in Toronto only intensifies her feeling of isolation, though a vacation home should soon take care of that.
The corrugated iron buildings are the remains of the isolation hospital that was on the land at Turnwater Meadow adjacent to the junction of the Melton Mowbray Navigation with the River Soar Navigation.
Alien: Isolation
Free Cam/ Custom FOV/ Remove HUD/ Custom DOF/ Freeze Actors via Cheat Engine
Let me know when the pandemic is over
Strobist info: Godox TT350 attached to lampshade. Strobepro X60 bounced off ceiling. Triggered w Godox XPro.
This is the shelf on my desk - right above my computer screen. Lit by two little Ikea LED lights, one each side.
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The task is to explore the house, inside and out, finding new ways of looking at the familiar things that surround me every day, and literally shedding new light on them - hopefully producing a worthwhile photograph.
Might not be one every day, but we'll see.
A mountain goat, with Isolation Lake (7712'), Witches Tower (8520') and Dragontail Peak (8840') in background, The Enchantments, Alpine Lakes Wilderness, Washington Cascades.
A lone house on the shore of Loch Linnhe, nestled at the feet and folds of the beuatifully imposing, snow capped Ardgour mountains, drenched in light and shadow, backlit by sun dried Scots Pine and Birch, no-one else around, just the wind and the weather - Sounds idyllic doesn't it. We're do I sign?
Thomas a becket church
St Thomas à Becket Church in Fairfield stands alone in a field on the Marsh, surrounded by water courses and sheep. A causeway was built in 1913, and until then the church was more often than not surrounded by water during the winter and spring.
The church is dedicated to St Thomas à Becket, the Archbishop of Canterbury from 1162 until his murder in 1170.
Legend has it that the Archbishop was journeying across the dangerous Romney Marsh, when he fell into one of the many ditches. He prayed to St.Thomas, as he came up for the second time, for a miracle to save him from a watery death. Just in time a farmer arrived to save him, and in gratitude the Archbishop had the little church built and dedicated to St Thomas a Becket.
Photograph © Jeremy Sage
16/52 Sunday 29th January 2012
This isn't exactly what i pictured in my head! i tried playing with fire but didn't actually work out haha xD in the middle of exams so i'm mentally and physically tired :( need a holiday! HAHA to all those who have exams... goodluck, you can do it!!! last few weeks to go! xxx
The spring tides is one of the few occassions to get the lighthouse in the water. High tide was around 8.30am. I originally headed for Marine Lake, in Weston-super-mare, but the walkway was entirely under water. I decided to head down to Burnham.
When I arrived, the tide was just turning. A sea mist was in the air. I planned a 10-stop image and was not disappointed. The Lee Big Stopper has a blue cast, but rather than convert to mono, I decided to keep it. I thought a pano crop would give a feelng of isolation.