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Framed this shot during my trip to Yosemite during the 1st major snow storm this winter, back in November.
This shot has always eluded me with conditions turning out to be really bad at every attempt. I am happy that I finally bagged this shot. This is indeed one of my favorite vistas in the valley, surprisingly ever so less visited by tourists.
Seeing Double? ... If you think you have seen this before, you have! I accidentally deleted my first post while thinking I was only deleting it from the map (if you are curious, this was shot in Toronto, ON!). My sincere apologies to all those who took the time to fave and comment, (I had read each one and thanked you all).
HMM Everyone.
Posted for Macro Mondays Theme - Less is More
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For Smile on Saturday. I hope this fits the theme. I love these wild carrot flowers. The light seems to rest on them so beautifully. This one is just about to burst into bloom.
Less than 10 minutes up the path from the more well known Russell Falls in Tasmania is Horseshoe Falls, which is a much smaller waterfall with two drops and the ability to get very close to the action.
I visited on a near freezing morning in late October and was amazed by the colour and composition of both the waterfall and the rainforest itself.
I see Western Kingbirds far less often than their close relatives, the Eastern species, so I was happy to find a pair nesting in my neighbourhood this spring. One morning in late June I spent some time watching them catch flies on my neighbour's property, and one obliged me by resting for a few minutes on a low branch, allowing me to shoot a dozen or more frames.
This is the first of three shots of neighbourhood birds. The next two will be from my backyard. I am already feeling nostalgic for them, as the southbound migration has begun: we are losing species every week. No more nighthawks. Blackbirds are flocking. Shorebirds are on the move. Next month the small passerines will be passing through - warbler, sparrows, vireos. Stay tuned...
Photographed in Val Marie, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2022 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
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In the gloom of this night of bright sweet dark light
You hear the voice of my memory just walking slowly
You hear the memory of those who would like to die trying
Oh how I wish, oh how I wish I loved you less.....
~ Concha Buika, Oro Santo (English Translation)
Slightly less Common Trifecta.
Roseate Spoonbill, Common Gallinule and Blue-winged Teal at Sheerness Pool in Bombay Hook NWR.
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It's when you are down on the ground you see it all
What kind of perspective do we have on our lives
We want this and that and never gets satisfied
Less is more is something we may learn as the years go by
Yes, I suddenly felt at least like 60 now
Goldenrod and the end of Summer at Edwin B. Forsythe National Wildlife Refuge, Oceanville, NJ, USA
DSC_4211 - Processed in CaptureNX 2 2.4.7
If you have lost a loved one, know that because of the Conservation of Energy, their energy has not died. Remember the First Law of Thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed. All their energy, every vibration, every BTU of heat, every wave of every particle that was your loved one remains with you in this world. Know that amid energies of the cosmos, they gave as good as they got.
All the photons that have ever bounced off their face, all the particles whose paths were interrupted by their happiness, by the touch of their hair, hundreds of trillions of particles, have raced off like children, their ways forever changed by the one you love. And as you grieve, know that the photons that bounced from them were gathered in the particle detectors that are your eyes, that those photons created within their constellations of electromagnetically charged neurons whose energy will go on forever.
According to the Law of the Conservation of Energy, not a bit of them is gone; they're just less orderly.
-Adaptation of "Eulogy from a Physicist" by Aaron Freeman
It's funny how such creatures, simplistic in so many ways, can inhabit personalities more complex and deep by comparison to the shallow, murky waters of the WalMart kiddie pools that some human beings are made of. He was my shadow, my sentinel, my buddy, my pal. Little did I know that this Valentine's Day gift from an ex would lead to a lasting companionship who's absence is felt, even to this day.
Some people would scoff and say "Oh, it's just a cat." As heartless as those people are, he was so much more than the sum of himself. He probably would've followed me through the Gates of Hell and back, if I'd let him... and give them a piece of his mind in the process, since he was a chatterbox.
Where people would often fail, he would succeed.
Rest in peace, buddy.
One more re-processed oldie. This newer version is much warmer and less HDR-ish than the original (in Comments).
Window reflection of a photography image of Erich Lessing. Photography was set at the show-window of the LessingImages.com Gallery, Weihburggasse 22
Less than three hours from Seattle, an alpine landscape beckons.
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Notes added:
For you People who have never been to large mountain's, yes snow in May. In fact snow all year around, yes that is right, all year around, some of the snow melts, but there is snow all year around, even in summer :) The ice in this photo is not a lake, that is a spot the snow melted then froze, over time it will re-melt and be gone by mid to late summer, it is in fact a meadow that will be full of wild flowers :) , every year same thing, anyway I got 2 comments People find it hard to believe there is snow in the mountains the time of year when this picture was taken lol
And speaking of comments, it is very difficult for me to spend a lot of time typing, I lost a hand in a fire I was trapped in also I can not sit for long amounts of time do to all my injury's, so I want to add, thank you all very very much for all your beautiful comments, you are very kind People, If the whole world was like you People there would not be any of these evil wars, you People on this platform set an example that the world should follow, I can not always reply to every comment so I will reply to you all in the info thank you so very much, I love you all
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From the Cornell Lab:
"The Lesser Prairie-Chicken is a pale grouse of the southern Great Plains, found only in prairie and agricultural land with shinnery oak and sand sagebrush. Once widespread and abundant, its numbers have crashed following heavy hunting in the 19th and early 20th centuries, and then conversion of its natural habitat to cropland and rangeland. Like its close relative, the larger, darker Greater Prairie-Chicken, male Lesser Prairie-Chickens gather in spring on “leks,” sites where males compete for females by performing spectacular displays."
This shot was taken at Smoky Valley Ranch, a Nature Conservancy property in western Kansas. More than half of all lesser prairie chickens in the world are in western Kansas. The Nature Conservancy is playing a key role in preserving the species.
Third and final installment in my grouse series.
Nikon S3
Nikkor-S 50 mm f/1,4
1/500 sec@f/11
Kodak Tmax 400@ISO500
Hoya 81a filter
Developed in Diafine 3,5+3,5 min.
For the art lovers amongst us...
This is a sculpture called "Butterfly" created by Henry Moore.
Seen and admired in October 2006 at the Henry Moore exhibition in Museum "De KunstHal" in Rotterdam. You can find more information HERE
“The secret of life is to have a task, something you devote your entire life to, something you bring everything to, every minute of the day for the rest of your life. And the most important thing is, it must be something you cannot possibly do.”
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