View allAll Photos Tagged Light
Kreative People Treat This ~ November 2024 thanks to abstractartangel77 for this fractal source image shown in the first comment box flic.kr/p/2qqE6cB
www.flickr.com/groups/1752359@N21/discuss/72157721921852463/
There is a crack, a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in.
Anthem, Leonard Cohen, London 2008 - much missed
There are times when the sunlight seems to dance across the land in front of me. Where all is well in the world and things seem to be at peace. I often appreciate these times more now than I did when I was younger. Maybe because I know how difficult and painful life can be at times.
Sunset at Kauffman Gardens.
Mike D.
I'd like to dedicate this picture to my nifty mate blindone. He's the sweetest, funniest man, but is going through a rough time.
Blindone, I thought I'd share my garden with you - I was amused by our light hanging from the Yucca plant! Take care and chat soon! :~}
Misty scene at Savernake Forest, Wiltshire
Took another trip to Savernake Forest last weekend as fog/mist was forecast. I decided I'd try a different bit of the forest from where I've been snapping the veteran oak trees. There was a bit of mist around first thing but not as much as was forecast and it seemed to disappear by about 2 hours after sunrise. I had just packed away and was walking back to the car when the sun rose above the the tree canopy and suddenly there were light beams coming through catching a bit of mist that wasn't visible until then. Couldn't pass that up so out came the gear and I snapped away for a few mins. I quite liked this one and although I did take some bracketed shots just in case this is a single exposure.
Thanks for viewing and hope you all have a great day/weekend.
© All rights reserved Steve Pellatt. Please do not use this image on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit written permission.
Please look at my photos with a black background. Simply click on the photo
I would be glad if you would like to follow me:
Facebook: www.facebook.com/dirk.breisch
Flickr : www.flickr.com/photos/147530694@N08/
500px: 500px.com/dirkbreisch
Instagram: www.instagram.com/dem_don/
An older photo I found on my harddrive. View over the Lake Constance (under the clouds...) at sunset.
Pansonic GF7 + Kitlens 12-32...
Ein Blick vom "Höchsten" über den Bodensee (unter der Wolkendecke). Ein schon etwas älteres Bild.
Una buena mañana de un buen domingo de esta buena primavera decidimos @juanmanuelfernandezlopez_ y yo ir en busca de lugares “poco transitados” sin saber muy bien lo que nos íbamos a encontrar. Entre sube esa ladera, baja al río encañonado, remonta, badea…, pudimos entretenernos algún rato sacando alguna que otra foto. Un poco de scouting en búsqueda de lugares interesantes. Lo mejor de la mañana, la compañía. Y como premio, los bocatas y un buen café al lado de alguna cascada ☕️
#eclectic_shotz
#raw_waters
#bealpha
#moodygrams
#sonyalpha
#moods_in_frame
#espacio_longexpo
#longexposure
#total_waterfalls
#amazingshot_longex
#amazingshots
#visitearth
#longexposure
#beyondthelands_
#bevisuallyinspired
#places_wow
#depthsofearth
#ourplanetdaily
#nature_perfection
#waterfall
#divine_forest
#freshbreezeclub
#ipa_shotz
#thebest_capture
#impressive_gallery
#earth_deluxe
#naturallandscapes
#naturebrillance
#ig_landscapes
#epic_landscape
#woodlands_and_water
Another photo from Panama City Beach, FL. The lightning shows up amongst the clouds! Reminds me of how if we let God's light shine in our lives, the clouds of this world can not hide the Light!! Thanks for stopping by, and have a blessed week!!
A reminder for today:
Be at peace, set your heart in flight again
For the light is truth, the light is you
11.11.22
Southampton's Festival of Light takes place now one week every year around this time. Use is made of the space between the Westquay Watermark building and the Old City Walls.
We went with six grandchildren one night but I was so afraid of losing one in the dark that I couldn't take many photos so I went back tonight on my own!
More pictures later...... 119 in 2019 #45
A couple of friends and I placed a red gelled light inside this old caboose in the ghost town of Rhyolite Nevada and did a long exposure to bring out the stars.
Tonight as i go to sleep, i thank the Lord for the wonderful day to have lived life and to have seen the light that showed all the beauty around me.
See to all tomorrow my Flickr Friends! Goodnight!
[ＴＮＫ ｘ ＴＲＶ] － ＷＩＺＡＲＤ ＷＡＮＤ
the warehouse sale TANAKA
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Rotten/127/141/23
ｔｒｅｖｏｒ ｍａｉｎｓｔｏｒｅ
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/ALEGRIA/59/128/630
featuring
ＵＮＨＯＬＹ ＭＯＬＯＣＨ ＥＡＲＲＩＮＧＳ ＆ ＷＥＩＧＨＴ_ＡＤＤ
ＵＮＨＯＬＹ ＡＳＭＯＤＥＵＳ- Horns_ADD
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Rotten/127/109/23
::GABRIEL:: LONG VEST /W JACKET
GABRIEL new release at UBER
UBER
Taking pictures a tool (camera), not a photographer.
The choice of tool limits the possibilities.
Experience allows him (instrument) less and less to limit their capabilities.
The ability to see is given only when the observer allows ...
The moment of observation is the real find ...
Training and mastering it defies. Training leads to poor imitations of the original.
Often the result should ripen, like wine. Although time is the understanding of the mind, therefore it is very speculative.
The meaning of all this is the process!
Find someone who inspires shooting the camera!
I am obsessed with these green California hills. The sunset wasn't spectacular last night but there was that one brief moment when the light was sensational.
Thanks for over 9 million visits
Please don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without my explicit permission. © All rights
"The most common cause of a yellow sky is storm clouds. The clouds scatter the blue light coming from the sun, and this makes the light look yellow to us. Dust storms, pollen, and smoke in the atmosphere can also cause it to look yellow outside for the same reason: they scatter the blue light in the sky."
Japanese Tea Garden
Golden Gate Park
San Francisco
This path through young redwood trees to the Zen garden is perhaps my favorite walk in this beautiful park.
Thanks for stopping by!
© Melissa Post 2024
das Thema der Woche in der Gruppe "Smile on Saturday".
Licht genug, dass ich mir noch schnell ein Buch als Bettlektüre aussuchen kann. - Light enough that I can quickly choose a book to read in bed.
First light of the morning arrives along the western side of the Wenatchee river in Tumwater Canyon.
"The canyon is estimated to be 3000' deep and nine miles long. In geology, most of the canyon rocks are of quartz diorite composition. The canyon is gradually sloped, and, as such, the highest point of Tumwater Canyon cannot be seen from the lowest point.
Despite its name appearing at first glance to be an English name or word, the canyon was actually given an Indian name. "Tumwater" is an Indian word meaning "strong water", or "falling water". The "tum" part of the word is derived from "tumtum", which in Chinook Indian jargon means the "sound of a beating heart". The name was chosen by former U.S. Forest Supervisor A.H. Sylvester many years ago, in reference to the Wenatchee River's rapids within Tumwater Canyon."
summitpost.org.
Have a wonderful Wednesday!
В этот день мы отправились в страну башен и легенд, небольшую, но очень живописную республику Ингушетию, и планировали снимать закат уже на перевале Цей-Лоам. Тогда мы были уверены, что время на дорогу мы выделили с приличным запасом и полностью учли предыдущий опыт довольно частых остановок, чтобы запечатлеть что-нибудь красивое.
Дорога к перевалу, как изящная лента, свивалась среди еще заснеженных гор, простираясь вдоль хребтов и бархатных лугов. Это была не просто асфальтированная трасса, а настоящий аттракцион пейзажей, устоять перед красотой которых было практически невозможно. За каждым поворотом открывались новые, впечатляющие виды: скалистые вершины, вздымающиеся до самых небес, и глубокие долины, которые убаюкивали своим одиночеством. На остановках мы видели, как дикие цветы распустились среди камней, делясь с нами своей жизнерадостностью. Слышали тихий шепот быстро текущего где-то вдали ручья и гул мириад насекомых, как только стихал могучий ветер.
Говорят, что время в такие моменты замирает. Допускаю, что так оно и есть, просто происходит не с каждым и точно не с нами в тот день. Часы неумолимо отсчитывали секунды и у нас оставалось не так много драгоценных минут до момента, когда солнце начнёт погружаться за горизонт. Свет становился мягче и самые высокие пики уже укутывались в пушистые облака, готовясь провести эту ночь с комфортом. Вскоре небо окунулось в золотистые и малиново-розовые оттенки, а случайные облака, попадающие в лучи закатного солнца, отражали невероятную палитру цветов.
Поднявшись на перевал, мы оказались в плотном облаке, одном из многих, которые эти каменные великаны с седыми головами, укладывали подле себя. Ветер, словно старый и уставший пастух, подгонял белые тучки будто зазевавшихся овечек, открывая на мгновенье сияющие вершины. Некогда бушующее пламя заката угасло, оставив после себя лишь тлеющие угли, которые продолжали искриться, словно напоминая о том, что где-то внутри них еще осталось пламя и они просто ждут, чтобы их разожгли снова.
Может быть, я не успел на закат в его строгих рамках времени, но я получил массу впечатлений, оказавшись на одном из самых красивых перевалов Кавказа, и это для меня гораздо важнее. В итоге мы обсудили планы на рассветную съемку, и отправились устраиваться на ночлег.
On this day, we set off to the land of towers and legends, a small yet very picturesque republic of Ingushetia, planning to capture the sunset already at the Tsey-Loam Pass. At that time, we were confident that we had allotted enough time for the journey, fully considering our previous experiences of frequent stops to capture something beautiful.
The road to the pass wounds like a graceful ribbon among the still snow-covered mountains, stretching along ridges and velvet meadows. It was not just an asphalted roadway, but a true attraction of landscapes, difficult to resist the beauty of which. With every turn, new, stunning views unfolded: rocky peaks soaring to the very skies and deep valleys that lulled with their solitude. At our stops, we saw wildflowers blooming among the stones, sharing their cheerfulness with us. We could hear the quiet whisper of a rapidly flowing stream somewhere in the distance and the hum of myriad insects as soon as the mighty wind calmed down.
It’s said that time stands still in such moments. I admit that it may be true, but it doesn't happen to everyone, and certainly not to us that day. The clock relentlessly counted the seconds, and we were left with not many precious minutes until the moment the sun would begin to sink below the horizon. The light was growing softer, and the highest peaks were already wrapped in fluffy clouds, preparing to spend the night in comfort. Soon, the sky was immersed in golden and rose-tinted shades, while the scattered clouds caught in the rays of the setting sun reflected an incredible palette of colors.
Having ascended to the pass, we found ourselves enveloped in a dense cloud, one of many that these stone giants with their silver heads laid beside them. The wind, like an old and weary shepherd, nudged the white clouds as if they were dozing sheep, momentarily revealing the shining peaks. The once-raging flames of the sunset had faded, leaving behind only smoldering embers that continued to sparkle, as if reminding us that somewhere within them, the fire still lingered, simply waiting to be rekindled.
Perhaps I didn’t make it to the sunset within its strict confines of time, but I gained a wealth of impressions by being at one of the most beautiful passes in the Caucasus, and that is far more important to me. In the end, we discussed plans for the dawn shoot and set off to find a place to spend the night.