Thought I'd post something chilling this warm summer day. May it provide momentary relief from the heat.

The Palouse is famous for it's vibrant green hues in spring and summer but is also charming in the winter.

A few other snowy Palouse shots in comments.

Enjoy a wonderful Friday and weekend!

Winter takes a momentary break and soon the singular scent of awakening pines will announce the change of the season.

Delightful Baltimore Checkerspot butterfly taking a momentary sun-pause.

Common and can be abundant.

A momentary visit before it was off! Taken in Oxfordshire.

a momentary lapse of reason, a momentary lapse of color.

silverlight, edge of night, memories, suspended time, see me on the other side.

littletinperson

Coming upon this lake, I was enchanted by the sunlight streaming through the Costa Rica Rainforest. Decided to take a momentary respite from my travel companion's chatter to enjoy a bit of solitude… the perfect ending to a wonderful day.

iPhone XS, 1/350 @ f/1.8, ISO 25

The sweetest face!! But so very shy. He was nibbling on grass but hyper vigilant. This incredible species is under threat in the UK due mainly to habitat loss.

And Mink. Apparently Mink like to munch on water vole!

I waited an obscene amount of time to see a glimpse of this incredible vole. This is the first time in many years that I was able to spot him. The secret is to stand still and not chat with anyone!!!

A little factlet for you all. 'Ratty' in the 'Wind in the willows' novel was a water vole.

Dedicated to one of the greatest writer of our times "Paulo Coelho".

this picture doesn't begin to do justice to Elvion's autumn build which I wrote about here on my blog.

the title of this picture comes from Juliana Spahr's amazing poem Transitory, Momentary which is available here from the Poetry Foundation.

A volte l'esperienza ci mostra come il vivere intensamente corrisponda a un momentaneo abbandono della nostra facoltà di classificare, controllare, giudicare,cioè di pensare.

Vivere la vita o scriverla, esserne partecipe o pensarla: queste sono alternative esistenziali con cui gli artisti e i filosofi fanno i conti tutti i giorni.

Ma il segreto è non pensare.

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Sometimes experience shows us how to live intensely corresponds to a momentary abandonment of our faculty to classify, control, judge, that is thinking.

Live life or write it, being part of it or think it: these are existentialistic alternatives to which artists and philosophers rely on every day.

But the secret is not think.

Giovanni Allevi - "La musica in testa" ( translation by Luigi. Grazie amico mio :))

Thanks to NinianLif for the wonderful textures.

Please don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without my explicit permission. © All rights reserved

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LE PREMIER MATIN

C’était un matin comme aucun autre. C’était le premier. L’horizon se déployait devant nous et l’aube, en nous. L’histoire n’avait pas encore trouvé sa conclusion. Et le mouvement m’habitait, comme il habite tous les vivants de notre monde et toutes les manifestations de l’Univers…

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Tout est mouvement, évolution, transformation, destruction et création. Un mouvement lent et linéaire ou, parfois, rapide et imprévisible, de l’ordre de la rupture et de la création. Tout est transitoire, éphémère. À l’échelle humaine du temps, nous ne pouvons qu’en percevoir les conséquences momentanées, les formes que prennent les phénomènes en transition durant ce très court laps de temps que dure la vie humaine. Dans ce monde chatoyant, les certitudes ne valent qu’un temps.

Si l’énigme de la vie nous est cachée, nous savons que c’est en elle - sous toutes ses formes - que réside le merveilleux, ici dans ce monde vivant, la Terre. D’où notre responsabilité en tant qu’humain, de le co-habiter avec respect et égards envers toutes les autres formes de vie qui ont fait ce que nous sommes. * Après quoi et seulement après, nous pourrons rejoindre les étoiles à la recherche d’autres formes de vies.

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… Le vent connaît les secrets du temps qui passe. Il m’interpella par mon nom comme il le fit pour toutes les formes de vies marquées d’une même origine et inextricablement liées à ce monde vivant : le temps était venu d’entreprendre cette Odyssée vitale, ici et maintenant.

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© Extraits de Poësia, Une Odyssée vitale, (à paraître), Patrice photographiste 2023

* Baptiste Morizot, Manières d’être vivants, Acte Sud, 2020

N.B Mes images ne sont pas conçues ou générées par des Intelligences artificielles. Il s'agit d'un travail artisanal dont je suis l’auteur.

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THE FIRST MORNING

It was not a morning like any other. It was the first. The horizon unfolded before us and the dawn within us. The story had yet to find its conclusion. And the movement inhabited me, as it inhabits all the living beings of our world and all the manifestations of the Universe…

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Everything is movement, evolution, transformation, destruction, and creation. A slow and linear movement or, sometimes, fast and unpredictable, of the order of rupture and creation. Everything is transient, ephemeral. On the human scale of time, we can only perceive the momentary consequences, the forms taken by the phenomena in transition during this very short period of time that human life lasts. In this shimmering world, certainties are only worth a moment.

If the enigma of life is hidden from us, we know that it is in it - in all its forms - that the marvelous resides, here in this living world, the Earth. Hence, our responsibility as humans is to co-inhabit our World with respect and consideration for all the other forms of life that have made us who we are. * After which, and only then, we will be prepared to reach the stars in search of other forms of life.

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… The wind knows the secrets of passing time. He called out to me by my name, as he did for all forms of life marked by the same origin and inextricably linked to this living world: the time had come to undertake this vital Odyssey, here and now.

© Extracts from Poësia, A Vital Odyssey, (to be published), Patrice Photographiste 2023

* Baptiste Morizot, Ways of Being Alive, Polity, 2022

N.B. My images are not designed or generated by artificial intelligences. This is an artisanal work of which I am the author.

Learning To Fly

Pink Floyd - A Momentary Lapse of Reason (1987)

youtu.be/nVhNCTH8pDs

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Aeroplane

Red Hot Chili Peppers - One Hot Minute (1995)

youtu.be/vV8IAOojoAA

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Paper Aeroplane

Angus & Julia Stone - Memories Of An Old Friend (2011)

youtu.be/Ly0fz0T_lQE

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Learn To Fly

Foo Fighters - There is Nothing Left to Lose (1999)

youtu.be/1VQ_3sBZEm0

The two drug dealers who appear at the beginning of this video clip of Foo Fighters, trying to camouflage drugs on the plane, are Jack Black and Kyle Gass, two musicians who make up the rock group Tenacious D. This song will never be the best song of the rock history, even if the lyrics say so. Nor will they be remembered as one of the best rock bands. But something if they have both: they are two very funny guys. And his music videos and concerts, more. A good group. And "Tribute" a fun video clip.

Tribute - Tenacious D / Tenacious D (2001)

Tribute - Tenacious D (live)

Kielbasa - Tenacious D (live)

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American Beauty (final scene). Director: Sam Mendes

A film to think and reflect on. A highly recommended film.

Y entonces fluye a través de mi como la lluvia. Y no siento otra cosa que gratitud por cada instante de mi estúpida e insignicante vida.

No tienen ni idea de lo que le hablo, seguro. Pero no se preocupen... algún día la tendrán.

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American Beauty (final scene bag). Director: Sam Mendes - B.S.O Anerica Beauty (1999): Thomas Newman

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"Life fits in a 'click', in the blink of an eye, in any flake of oatmeal. It is about distinguishing what is worth from what is not"

...Squeeze every second of your life. Learn to fly, even if only as a simple plastic bag blown by the wind blowing in the streets. Otherwise, you will have flown through life... without having understood your own life.

PS: There is one thing I don't like about this photo... the use of pesticides. I prefer organic, ecological and sustainable crops. Pesticides kill insects. If the insects die, the birds have no food. And every day that passes, there are fewer birds... simply because there are no insects. The only species that is a plague on Earth... is humans.

PS: And as explained in ecology and ecosystems or the same words of the best ecologist, oceanographer and limnologist, Ramón Margalef... no plague can survive. Sooner or later... all the plagues, they finish and they are extinguished.

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World Citizen - I Won't Be Disappointed (Long Version)

David Sylvian / Ryuichi Sakamoto - World Citizen (2003)

youtu.be/fSknBvSwcZo

¿Que pasó aquí? La mariposa ha perdido sus alas. el aire es demasiado denso para respirar y hay algo en el agua potable.

Sale el sol y estás solo. Tu sentido de propósito se deshace. El tráfico vuelve al laberinto de la 101 y las noticias del cielo, se ven mejor por hoy, en todos los sentidos, pero no para ti, ciudadano del mundo. No es seguro.

Todos los pájaros amarillos están durmiendo porque el aire no es apto para respirar. No es seguro.

Happy summer.

A quick hello and then this little chipmunk ran off to hike the trails in LaSalle Park, Burlington

... before the stormy weather arrived

Flying high and worry free...

this little sparrow decided to perch near where I was sitting and didn't seem to mind me sticking a lens into her face to capture this portrait.

The dark gloomy clouds broke up for about fifteen minutes this morning, just enough time to get a momentary look at this visiting female cardinal in good light. Freezing rain tonight turns to snow tomorrow - why in the world do I live in Iowa?

All My Links

Too many people make the Spiritual mistake of considering "light" as truth and assume the being as the wholeness of all things, yet even basic esotericism will anoint this aspect of illusion that, light is a lie and the truth is the vibration as the to the level of one's own comprehension of perception.

"Lord of Light" is in fact Satan, the deceiver, illumination is not light, it is understanding, something the Gnostics wrote about before the Catholic Church ordered the Knights Templar to exterminate them, to keep this information covered up in favour of their own Biblical BS.

Once you gain this knowledge, the universe is of what one can perceive, beyond the five sense realm of physical reality, hence how we alone can decide reality for ourselves. Humanity is becoming slowly more spiritual, I alone along this canal where I took this photo have experienced Shadow People, Ghosts and a momentary time slip, which I theorise to being an experience of reality encoding via perception's ability assorting itself, for another words, what keeps us imprisoned is slowly and thankfully losing its grip, if only to allow yourself to see it!

So........... with that said I hope everyone is well and so as always, thank you! :)

The reflections in the interesting glass facades of the cube Berlin seem to symbolize our world in this momentary state of disorder and turmoil.. .

A momentary pause from foraging in the leaf litter in a snowy woodland clearing in Wollaton Park in Nottingham (UK) (2419).

Canon 5D MkIV, Canon 500mm f/4L IS II USM

and 1.4x Extender EF III

And here I am again.

In front of my window, looking at others, looking at the world and how it continues on its way. I see people walking, children playing, and couples holding hands.

I slightly feel a tear fall down my cheek, how rebellious.

My heart leaps, remembering what I once thought I had. Those moments that I thought were real and lasting are now gone.

Now I am tired, worn and my heart fearful, still recovering from the battle.

Still I can see the sun, I know this is momentary, the time, patience and love that I am receiving makes me think that I do not deserve it but maybe I need it.

I look out my window at that hand that reaches out to me

Should I...?

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A picture i wanted to take for my birthday wich was on september 2nd jojojo.

I'm emotional so i feel the necesity taking a picture >_>

Love you all, i really apreciate when you write me♥

If you could see this closely in the drop, you would see that the colors come from a Kleenex box with pretty tulip artwork on it, used in the background

Tierra del Fuego, Chile

Pink Floyd - One Slip

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there was nothing there. I just watched it evaporate. You look one moment and there's everything, next moment it's gone. Photography is very philosophical :-)

Joel Meyerowitz

HGGT!

prunus mume, japanese flowering apricot, 'Nicholas', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina

Now I know that you cannot get much closer to a picture perfect reflection than this, but there was one slight problem. I live in Minnesota which in the summertime could be renamed mosquito land. There were so many, of one of the arguably most annoying creatures on the planet, that I will admit it did make it a bit harder to enjoy the beauty before me. I still look back and can remember the momentary trial, but with it comes a beautiful memory.

One of the roseate spoonbills taking a momentary break in the top of a small tallow tree before searching for another stick for the nest.

Here's another from a very unseasonably wintry day on the Malvern Hills a couple of weeks ago. This group of three small trees on Table Hill really stood out in a momentary shaft of sunlight against a grey and threatening sky.

PS - this is the Mk2 version!

“Nothing is more noble, nothing more venerable than fidelity. Faithfulness and truth are the most sacred excellences and endowments of the human mind.”

- Marcus Tullius Cicero

Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=bbFu_wkflpI

HIGH FIDELITY – KIDS FROM FAME

I met a man upon a bridge

with Heaven all around

I met him squarely on the ridge

he spoke to me without a sound

I asked him did he speak in Mandarin

his twinkling eyes looked all around

he pointed to the Eastern side

and there I saw upon the ground

beneath the weeping Willow trees

I was happy to have found

two Mandarin ducks so happily

walking on the grassy mound

I thanked him as I turned away

returned his smile and then he spoke

a richly warm and satisfying

baritone like plumes of smoke

smoothed and soothed and clung to me

preserved that feeling in my memory

he had two dogs who followed me

before he called them back; a mystery

for when I turned again to see

he and the dogs were gone

I was left bereft; a feeling so bewildering

a momentary skimming like a stone across the pond

a skipping of my heart

the beating pounding in my chest

echoing all around me

before the silence fell I must confess

I wondered if he was an angel

watching over me

communication needs no words

if we are one in harmony

and now the singing of the birds

broke through my reverie

the scene was filled and teemed with life

as I searched for the Mandarin ducks: verily

I could have stayed here for the longest time

made a home beneath the Willows

at one with nature I feel complete

soft downy ducks would be my pillows

two ravens flew high over head

other ducks and coots and moorhen

little rabbits all coexist

within this haven I call Heaven.

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Carolina wren hanging out for a second or two.

Thank you for the visit!

Wildwood Lake, Harrisburg, Pennsylvania.

f/6.3 1/250 sec ISO160 600mm

An adult roseate spoonbill finds a spot of relative solitude amid the raucous sounds and activity of the rookery at the Alligator Farm in St. Augustine, Florida.

My sincere thanks to all who spend the time to view, like or comment on my photos. It is much appreciated!

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Another shot from the past. I haven't been out and about much for quite a long while. Already making plans for 2022.

As we enjoyed a walk around Whistler BC's Lost Lake (found it!) all was quiet and calm as a storm was building on the horizon, soon to blow away the calm.

Weather in the mountains is mercurial and frequently changing. Which is wonderful for photographers IMHO. I prefer a cloudy dramatic sky to an all blue or cloudy grey skies.

Enjoy a terrific Tuesday

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.. from beautiful Britain .. 'wish you where here' was my first LP and it is still maybe my favorite one.. gladfully I had the chance to see them live in Mannheim in the 80's which was spectacular .. happy Smile on Saturdays :) .. www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZ8QtwH7r80&list=PLpI6XGqHb_G...

Sunsets, like childhood, are viewed with wonder not just because they are beautiful but because they are fleeting. ~ Richard Paul Evans

Sunset over Mt. Wilbur along Swiftcurrent Lake in Glacier National Park....that light sure didn't last long, but it was surreal while it lasted. Enjoy your weekend, and as always, thanks for stopping by to visit!!!! Only two more weeks to go....YAY :-)

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Otis wanted to take Fleur on a surprise camping trip. He had a momentary lapse of memory and forgot he was in Canada, in the biggest snowstorm of the year. She was not pleased. Of course, they got stuck in their camper, and especially with pulling that little trailer behind. She climbed up as high as she could get, while Otis tried to get the satellite working. Not sure how this ended - I had to go back inside to get warm :)

Zoom in to look at the details. I noticed that Otis and Fleur kind of blend in with the background.

Anyone who has followed Acorn Woodpeckers knows they are anything but "quiet." One of their more charming qualities is their very raucous social life - think of middle schoolers living in trees...

This is a favorite perch for the Acorn Woodpeckers that live in the buckeye and eucalyptus glade on the hillside. It is the very highest branch at a certain level of the hillside and gives them a good lookout over their territory which they control with ferocity.

Thank you for your visits and inspiration!

A momentary spotlight of sunshine illuminates an eastbound BNSF freight leaving Crescent, Colorado, on May 11, 2001. Fully lit in the background is the snow-covered Continental Divide.

beauty of fall season

'momentary spotlight' On Black

I was watching the sunset sky, but the sun was soon behind a thick cloud over the horizon. I hung around hoping for some sunbeams from behind the cloud.

Then I noticed this drama being played out, to the north. Three quick shots at different exposures, and the light turned off.

This being human is a guest house.

Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meaness,

some momentary awareness comes

as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain all!

Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,

who violently sweep your house

empty of its furniture,

still, treat each guest honorably.

He may be clearing you out

for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,

meet them at the door laughing,

and invite them in.

Be grateful for whomever comes,

because each has been sent

as a guide from beyond.

Jalal ad-Din Rumi

www.youtube.com/watch?v=zT4J-QuFbDE

Perfect lighting from a momentary flash in time

We were driving up above this lake during a very cloudy period. I looked over just as there was a momentary break in the clouds casting sunlight over the point. A beautiful moment.

Bev

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A momentary pause from its manic activity in the bright sunshine at Newstead & Annesley CP, a former colliery site in Nottinghamshire (UK) (7565)