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Yesterday I headed to New Brighton with a mate big wave hunting. unfortunately this was the last image I captured before my tripod fell smashing my Nikon 55-200 F4.5-5.6 Lens. Still had a great time out tho.
Man sieht den Leuchtturm von fast überall in Warnemünde. Er ist auch zum Wahrzeichen des kleinen Seebades geworden. Am Fuße des Leuchtturms steht Warnemündes berühmter „Teepott“, ein runder Bau mit eigenwilligem Dach sowie Cafés und Restaurants.
You can see the lighthouse from almost everywhere in Warnemünde. It has also become the symbol of the small seaside resort. At the foot of the lighthouse there is Warnemünde's famous "tea pot", a round building with an idiosyncratic roof, as well as cafés and restaurants.
Cape Byron Light is an active lighthouse located at Cape Byron, New South Wales, Australia. The cape is the easternmost point of the mainland of Australia, located about 3 kilometres (1.9 mi) northeast of the town of Byron Bay. It is Australia's most powerful lighthouse, with a light intensity of 2,200,000 cd.
It was built in 1806.
The older one was probably built in 1674.
Dates from www.bbc.co.uk/coast/programmes/11-robin-hoods-bay-wash.shtml
Macquarie Lighthouse in Sydney, Australia.
This second version of the same lighthouse dates from 1883.
I promised a birthday card for Adriana, and this silvery evening shot seems perfect. My Lighthouse is by Villagers.
She loves poetry so this is a poem by Pablo Neruda
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example,'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.
Her voide. Her bright body. Her inifinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my sould is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.
There's an odd detail to the posted rules at this park, which is managed by the BLM (Bureau of Land Management). Dogs are allowed everywhere except the area around the lighthouse as shown here. Dogs are allowed down on the beach as long as they're on-leash, and there are signs warning people and their dogs not to harrass the seal pups that nest there.
So apparently this lighthouse is in more danger of damage from dogs than seal pups are. Funny, it looks so sturdy.
Sunrise, Sylt, September 2016
Chamonix 045N-2, DaYi 6x17 back, Provia 100F, 75mm 5,6 Grandagon N, Tetenal E6 development, drumscanned
It seems like an age since I’ve been out and captured a good sunset, I seem to keep missing them at the moment so here’s a shot of Godrevy from a few weeks ago. I do love a bit of drama on the Cornish coast!