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The calendar close of a year has always been a plumb line in my life since my teenage years. I have used the transition time to set goals for the coming of the new year. I still do this but my goals have changed and I also find the closing down of a year to remember the past decades and events and places that gave shape to my life.
For many of us who are on the downside of the teeter-totter of life, there are scenes, smells or activities that plunge us back into the earlier days of our lives. Normally, our memories sift out the negatives of our youthful years leaving only pleasant and nostalgic thoughts about those times that in retrospect seem pretty simple in comparison to our chaotic world now.
Few scenes grab me more than the sight of an old farmhouse that must look pretty primitive to young folks now. They may wonder who were the unlucky people that grew up in that old place.
The first object that grabbed my attention in this photo was the elevated green fuel oil barrel now leaning against the house much like an elderly widow leans against a shopping cart for stability. We had one similar to this that provided moments of chaos and worry in the winter time in our home.
There were times when we would wake up on cold sub-zero mornings with frost on the windows and no warmth coming up the stairs from our oil burner on the main floor. It had gotten so cold the fuel oil had started to crystalize. Mom’s frantic alert to dad prompted him to bundle up as she heated water on the wood-burning stove. Soon he was out pouring hot water on the copper piping leading into the house. Sometimes this method worked the first time, many times it did not and required at least one more baptism before the fuel oil began to flow to the stove again.
After our tribe scattered from home to make their own fortunes and mistakes in life, there was still a siren song that beckoned us home several times a year. Family gatherings became a lifeline to each other, helping us to keep up with the birth of children and other developments.
But other stages in life became more apparent as the years passed. I remember thinking how small our farmhouse seemed compared to what I thought when I was growing up. Dad’s ability to keep up with repairs and painting had also slowed down as had mom and dad themselves.
There was a growing awareness in us kids that a switch had happened. We were no longer under the umbrella of mom and dad’s protection but now we were in turn holding that umbrella as their steps grew less certain and their mental acuity waned.
Though the circumstances were changed forever, there was still an attraction to the home we scampered around in as kids as it was the birthplace and development center of the foundation of our lives.
(Photographed near Braham, MN)
My life began a new stage when I married an Aussie girl over fifty years ago. She grew up near ocean beaches and had natural blond hair that turned almost white from the blazing summer sun. Her background was a far cry from the staid farming community that was my birthplace and where our nearest lake had so much mud in it that bullheads often walked on top of the water to avoid it.
After a number of years fairly early in our marriage, we moved to California the state once renowned for its veritable Garden of Eden fruit and nuts. Over the years unfortunately, the latter has become their most recognizable output.
However, we were fortunate to be able to go to the beach often, sometimes daily and enjoyed long quiet walks together until our children were born and our walks became more of a challenge akin to that of a chicken hen babysitting a bunch of young ducks.
After moving back to Minnesota, I often compared every body of water to the experience of hearing waves ceaselessly crash and found lakes pretty tame in their visual attraction. Over time I quit comparing and was lured into appreciating the watery uniqueness here in our own state.
This corner of Goose Lake in Chisago County turns into a golden masterpiece late each fall and this year it even provided a hanging white lure of its own on the right side of the photo.
(Photographed near Grandy, MN)
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Pretty installation at The Urban Institute for Contemporary Arts called Lure by Chinese-American artist, Beili Liu. This will be exhibited until May 16, 2008.
Wasn't sure what to shoot this week then found this on the dock walking to the boat for today's race. I'm guessing it's a fishing lure.
Slightly more than 1:1 reproduction ratio (< 36mm top to bottom).
Strobist: single flash just outside frame at camera right held perpendicular to the camera and toward the rear of the object so light just grazed the rear.
Fuji X10: Large crop (noise)... Puddle reflections again and I have a few more.
First saw this in a picture from _TooL_ and that blew my mind! Last weekend was actually the first time I gave it a try. Some things can be better, nothing is perfect, but these reflection pictures are like you are watching some kind of new dimension...
Streetphotography and reflections, there's so much out there...
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When I lived in Brooklyn I would fish once or twice a week out of Sheepshead Bay on the Sea Queen 7. One of the mates would sell these lures onboard the ship. He said they were made by a Gulf War Vet who was having a rough time. Not sure that's entirely true, but this lure (along with strips of squid) caught many Black Sea Bass.
Look carefully if you’re walking through here. A cunning spider knew just where to spin its trap for increased bug traffic. Spanning between exquisite Catawba rhododendron on Roan Mountain is quite an alluring lure, even for me.
My plan for this weekend was to make my way to Grassy Ridge from Caver’s Gap, though with rain setting in, and low clouds covering the area, exploring Roan seemed more prudent. At 6,285 feet (1916 meters) Roan Mountain had its head in the clouds, making photography quite interesting… and it gave me an opportunity to test my new Arcteryx rain jacket. That has turned out to be the best purchase for just such situations.
What’s also evident in this image are blueberry bushes and mountain ash trees (in the background), also known as Rowan trees in Europe. The mountain ash, an alpine tree that made its way here during the Ice Age, is found in North Carolina only in elevations above 5,000 feet. They are quite functional as ‘rule of thumb’ altimeters in this neck o’ the woods.
Loon Day Fair, Mercer, WI
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Luring Valley.
Orizonturi atmosferice orizontale linii brute verde tare negri umbre violente sunete strălucitoare blues ascendent ramuri strălucitoare grea dimineață vederi,
những biểu hiện không dứt khoát màu mờ mờ suy nghĩ hoang tưởng những giá trị tuyệt vời lãng mạn nguyên thủy thúc giục mùa hè nóng màu sắc hấp dẫn quan niệm sắc nét của hòa âm,
सुनकोशीको तलल्लो सुन्तला रत्न सुत्केरी फूलहरू उज्यालो हुने कलात्मक विकास सम्मोहनगरिएको दर्शन जटिल खपत अलग चित्रकार गीतहरू,
бројни влијанија теории ексцентричен поет очи прозрачна перспектива ентузијастички принципи забавни цвеќиња како одраз на страсните соништа,
dekorativ tuval oyatmaq ruhu sərt titanik təbiət təəssüratları sənət nüfuz ruhlar ruhlandırıcı xaotik dünya güclü siluet arxasında,
過剰な派生堅牢な区別魅惑的な幻滅不思議な不均衡素晴らしい雄弁な独創性.
Steve.D.Hammond.
For the last few weeks I haven'tbeen able to sleep well. I have wild dreams from being made of paper to friends dying to my room filled with butterflies. This is a little piece from a dream I had about 2 weeks ago where someone was in the water but they didn't have a face and they wanted me to come with them. I've been writing down my dreams like mad & I cant wait to start shooting more with this project.
Pinhole, 6x6 b/w negative film
Paper - Daler-Rowney Aquafine Smooth, 300 gr/m
Finished Size - 20x20 cm
Image Size - 13x13 cm
Framing - Matted (could be framed in wood frame)
Print Type - Cyanotype
Signed - originally signed by Author
Date of Creation - 2014
Available for sale.
A fishing rod leaning against the pier with it's hopeful lure. We never catch anything with these lures. The best bait is bait fish, we also have a lot of luck with hotdogs.
Have a good weekend all.
ODC- diagonal
Artificial fishing lure, left behind, in Postal Pond, in...
Decatur (Legacy Park), Georgia, USA.
4 May 2020.
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Trying to lure us away from it's nest (although we never actually saw the nest, we must have been close!).
♥♥♥Lures♥♥♥
♥24 Colours♥
*Reborn/Juicy Boobs/Juicy Rolls*
*Legacy/Nerido*
*Belleza Gen.x Curvy/Freya*
*Maitreya*
La montagne de Lure est une montagne des Préalpes de Haute-Provence, située dans le département des Alpes-de-Haute-Provence. Elle appartient à la même formation géologique que le plateau d'Albion, qu'elle jouxte, et le mont Ventoux. Cette chaîne s'allonge sur 42 kilomètres de long, culmine au signal de Lure (1 825 mètres) et présente un relief très contrasté entre l'adret calcaire, coupé de combes et de vallons, et l'ubac marneux, où s'accumulent monts et ravins.
Hi all, I'm trying to artistically photograph as many species of fish as possible to highlight the natural beauty and diversity of our piscatorial species.
Please check out my other fish photographs -
www.flickr.com/photos/141341798@N06/albums/72157668887413785
The completed 300 large piece jigsaw puzzle "Hunter's Lures," art by Charles Wysocki and manufactured by Buffalo Games. Hope you enjoy this unique puzzle!!