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Volkstrauertag (German: [ˈfɔlkstʁaʊ̯ɐˌtaːk] , German for "people's day of mourning") is a commemoration day in Germany two Sundays before the first day of Advent. It commemorates members of the armed forces of all nations and civilians who died in armed conflicts, to include victims of violent oppression. It was first observed in its modern form in 1952 (Wikipedia)
I stole this title from the wonderful song Life Lessons by Wyatt Lopez. This father and son duo, were lovely to watch. Oak Island, NC
Little River, Great Smoky Mountains, Tennessee. Out of a lifting mist the water comes down, flanked and studded with perfect greens. It is pulled on a gradual gradient, and leaves a trail with each step, dragging a memory backward. The life of it's flow should be beautiful, but I find it a little cold, a little remote. Looking at the boulders, strewn and fallen in the flow, I think of my journey downriver. They are like pieces of me, broken off with each disappointment, each betrayal along the way. They stand like lessons learned, remnants of selflessness meets selfishness...bad decisions and weakness. They stand as a lesson to make myself harder, even if I don't want to be, because what is true in nature is not always true in me. But being true litters the streambed, back as far as I can see. If each had a name, they would stand as virtues lost, lessons learned. The perfect greens belie a bittersweet place; I'll leave it's beauty for another time.
never stand up in a canoe & take a picture...... and your good camera at that
view large for watercolour effect
Had to post an alternative version of my "Daddy Lessons" picture as I really liked the colours (and felt like it deserved a close-up shot).
"You spend your whole life just to remember the sound
When the world was brighter, before we learned to dim it down
Call it survival, call it the freedom of will
Where breath is our own, our compass needle standing still"
I got a headache after this.
"Don't be afraid to take an unfamiliar path, sometimes they're the ones that take you to the best places. "
Happy Fence Friday!
Unliked Blue-capped Motmot, has a black cap (much like Wilson's Warbler). Seen on a non-birding trip. El Silencio Lodge & Spa. Bajos del Toro. CR.
Maybe I still haven't quite yet, although I think we're gradually getting there with this woodland lark. I don't know about you, but it's not quite the same as working at the coast or in the mountains is it? Getting an image from the trees is an altogether different game. You see the thing is I love being in the woods. During lockdown, our daily exercise was through our local woodland just across the road where we would be soothed by the endless birdsong and the gentle sighing and creaking of timber. There weren't really any leaves of note to whisper back in February, but it didn't seem to matter - we were in the woods and for a moment we were lost in time as the traffic noise was lost somewhere on the distant breeze.
That's what being among trees does for me. They create an unparalleled sense of wellbeing, even if trying to make pictures among them is a bit of a struggle. It's certainly an environment where I hope to develop and improve in the coming years as my free time expands with the eagerly awaited retirement that gets ever closer - less than five months to go now. I'll be free just in time for the autumn colours.
Those of you who've been kind enough to read the meandering tales that accompany my posts may remember that I'd spent five years thinking I'd been visiting Pendarves Wood near Camborne, when in fact I wasn't. I only learned I'd been labouring under a misapprehension for so long when Katie and I were discussing our weekends over morning coffee one Monday and she described her visit to the woodland, with its lake, its rhododendron arch and its duckboards. I'd seen no such things despite my own regular excursions, and when we looked at the map we established that the unnamed nearby woodland I'd been visiting was not where she'd just been to. She'd been to Pendarves Wood.
The bluebell season is amongst us now, although the driest April in a gazillion years hasn't helped them. However, it was the wild garlic that I was really hoping to capture, and this narrow glade had already been identified as a likely subject on a visit two days earlier. It was a visit where the conditions were ideal, but my focusing skills left much to be desired. Consoling myself that I'd rushed to the scene after a day at the office and not properly focused (in both senses) on the task at hand, I knew the opportunity to return would come quickly with the bank holiday weekend upon us. And so on Saturday I was here again, leaving the full frame at home in favour of the crop body, with what should have been the obvious choice of lens to me all along. To think I came close to selling my Sigma Art lens last summer - it still makes me shudder.
I left the scene happy, and confident that a shot worthy of sharing with you was somewhere on my SD card; a confidence that suffered a temporary setback on first view of the results. Sixty odd raw files later at home (via an impromptu detour to Godrevy which may result in another post later) and I began to learn what was working and what was creating far too much noise and distraction to the viewer's eyes. This one was taken quite early in the session, and I liked the hint of the curving path in the centre of the image.
It's Bank Holiday Monday here in England, and the warm sunny weather of the last few days has vanished into featureless grey skies, chased by a chilly westerly wind. It seems strange to be sitting inside with the heating on, when yesterday afternoon we were dozing in our sun loungers in the garden. I'm hoping the accompanying rain might enliven those bluebells a bit. After all, my next lesson under the trees awaits. I love that there's still so much to learn.
Apologies I've been a bit quiet recently. The excuse is pathetic. Good weather. You have to make the most of it in this part of the world.
My grandson, Wyatt loves music and is interested in learning to play for real someday. He’s about 21/2-3 yrs. old. He’s picked up the guitar to play, my Native American Flutes and lately the keyboard. The best I can do is encourage him to play whatever he wants. He’ll at times wear my headphones and hum along to whatever is playing at time. He’s a delight. Gratitude and Kindness play a role in our relationship.
Pets
JIAN Cat Deco Collection // Static Talker 3li
JIAN Cat Deco Collection // Static Sitter R
JIAN Cat Deco Collection // Static Sleeper 2li
JIAN Cat Deco Collection // Food & Water Mat 3li
***all are part of the New Animesh Cat Collection, currenty on a special intructory discounted price for a limited time
MOUSY pencil and notebook.x5 by BananaN MP Gift
Furniture
La Otra Puerta Window Backdrop 50L MP
Nicepuppy Rug & Pillows, MP Gift
Apple Fall Globe w/ Books - Cream/Grey, Gift
Apple Fall Toile Chair - Cyan, Outlet Gift
Apple Fall Macarons on Sketchbook Gift
insight designs Chalk Board Clock MP Gift
Alicia Stella Design World Time Clock MP Gift
TBF The Black Forest Newton's Cradle 10L MP
Landscaping
.Lunaria. Mossy Kitty Group Gift
.Lunaria. Meditation Stone Group Gift
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Home
1) have tripod set up already; 2) double-check the aperture (of course it was on 22 instead of 2.8) because things look brighter in-camera; 3) just enjoy watching the lights dance.
glad i did lots of #3!
Unliked Blue-capped Motmot, has a black cap (much like Wilson's Warbler). Seen on a non-birding trip. El Silencio Lodge & Spa. Bajos del Toro. CR.
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“People can't fly because they don't believe they can. If nobody ever showed people they could swim, everybody'd drown if they were dropped into the water.” - Willam Wharton
Took my niece, Nicole to the dry lake near Jean, Nevada for her first driving lesson. It’s a wide open expanse of perfectly flat terrain and a nice place to learn since there is no traffic and no rules. Sot this with a Nikon D800 and the Nikkor 70-300mm lens
A slight re-working of an old image with a bit of a story.
My Son, a product of the metric age, asked me for some images that he could get printed for his office. He failed to notice that a lot of printers work in inches and was a little surprised when a rather large tube turned up. I now have a 36x36 inch print to try and frame!
Having some fun while roleplaying :) Please visit Belacort Manor and enjoy the roleplay!
Visit this location at .: Belacort Manor :. [ SOFT OPENING ] in Second Life
NGW Thalie Set
Includes Blouse, Short and Long Skirt, and Boots
Rigged For Maitreya
Worn on Legacy with deformers