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The city of Arequipa is surmounted by 3 volcanoes. On the roofs of Saint Catherine Monastery, we see them very well.
You can see here the Chachani which culminates at the respectable altitude of 6075 m (19,997 ft).
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Volcan d'Arequipa
La ville d'Arequipa est surmontée par 3 volcans. Sur les toits du Monastère Sainte Catherine, on les voit très bien.
On aperçoit ici le Chachani qui culmine à l'altitude respectable de 6075 m.
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Arequipa - Pérou/Peru
For 'Macro Mondays' theme of 'Knots'.
Just a 5mm wide strip of paper tied into a simple knot.
The strip is resting on a piece of thin transparent foam sheeting that probably came as packing round a glass bottle - just an item that looked interesting at the time and then went into the 'bit box'. And I've probably kept the bottle somewhere as well!
This, though, wasn't the first photo I took for the theme. I started off with rubber bands, I used a much narrower strip of paper, I tried a much wider piece but nothing looked quite right. In the end I cut the 1cm strip of paper in half lengthwise, and ended up with this - you can see which is the edge I cut.
Although I tried several arrangements of the knot, this was the first in this sequence. Even now I just wonder if ...............
Lit with just one lamp.
Chinese XIAOYI f1.8 42.5mm
This year the FFF+ Group decided to have a monthly challenge called "Freestyle On The Fifth". A different theme chosen by a member of the group each month, and the image is to be posted on the 5th of the month.
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Another photo of my new character of D&D, this time with women's clothing and in her natural environment :3
The covered Adams Plaza Bridge linking Canary Wharf with the Crossrail building, a part of the forthcoming Elizabeth Line, on a very quiet Friday afternoon.
:: " A book can also be where one finds oneself; and when a reader is grasped by and held by a book, reading does not feel like an escape from life so much as it feels like an urgent, crucial dimension of life itself." ::
{Rebecca Mead - My Life in Middlemarch}
General view of the amazing stairs of the bookstore Lello & Irmão, in Porto, Portugal.
One of the oldest bookstore of the country, it is frequently rated among the top bookstores in the world.
It is difficult to do this photo because it is a small and a crowdy place.
This day, I was the first one to came in, literaly ran to the first floor to this point of view, and shot 6 or 7 pictures like this with my wide angle lense. People were already climbing the stairs at this moment. I then merged the pictures into Photoshop and erased the visitors, giving that impression there was nobody into the bookstore.
It was a great challenge for me, as I only had one chance to do this, and I am quite happy with the result.
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One of the greatest supercars there ever was, in fact, it could be argued to be the greatest Ferrari of all-time.
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Eurasian Jay (Garrulus glandarius)
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THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO: MY LONG AND ARDUOUS JOURNEY TO BIRD PHOTOGRAPHY
If you've set yourself the challenge of exclusively shooting the wildlife in your own back yard, you might find - as I did - that bird photography is really, really hard.
It's not that reptiles are easy to photograph either, mind - but at least the ones in my garden stay (for the most part) on the ground, and one can learn how to carefully approach them with a camera. They're also clearly egoists, which from a photographer's point of view is is a great character trait: if a lizard detects a human in its vicinity, it's only interested in saving its own skin, and it won't alarm its buddies.
But birds... oh man. Over the years, my feathered friends and I have developed a lovely routine that now defines our peaceful co-existence. As soon as I as much as open a window (let alone the door), I'm instantly greeted by an eruption of panicky fluttering and hysterical shouts from my garden: "SAVE YOUR WOMEN AND CHILDREN AND FLY FOR YOUR LIVES: THE HAIRLESS, PINK MONSTER IS COMING!!! (Yes, I speak bird, and I know that this is exactly what they are shouting 😉).
Needless to say, with the exception of the redstart I already showed here, all my efforts to get the kind of detailed shots I usually strive for with my nature photography ended in complete failure and utter disillusionment. I was ready to give up on stalking the winged misanthropes in my garden altogether, but then winter came - and changed everything.
One day this past January I observed my neighbor Signora P - a kind, elderly Italian lady - putting something on the low garden wall in front of my house. At first I thought she was just putting some treat there for her cat Romeo; the young tom patrols that wall constantly (it's his favorite spot in the garden, and during the warmer months he usually lurks in the thick foliage next to it to prey on lizards).
But once I detected a lot of movement on that wall through my window, I understood she had put a little pile of bread crumbs there; she was feeding the birds who soon arrived in flocks. This was certainly well-intended on my neighbor's part, but her noble action came with a catch, and I'm afraid quite literally.
When I took a stroll through my garden the next day I discovered a suspicious amount of feathers on the ground next to the wall. Romeo had apparently switched from his low-calorie summer diet (lizard) to more energy-rich meals consisting of "fowl" (it was winter after all, so from a nutritionist's point of view this made sense).
I would find fresh traces of Romeo's victims (mostly feathers, but also the odd wing) in my garden over the following days; so my first intuition that my neighbor was feeding her cat hadn't been that far off after all, as Romeo was now clearly being "served" fresh birds on a daily basis. And although the hungry visitors seemed to be aware of the danger and became slightly more prudent, they just couldn't resist the tasty snacks Signora P put on that wall - and neither could Romeo.
It was obvious that I had to act, but talking to my neighbor - who is as stubborn as she is kind - would have been futile, I knew that much. I pondered the matter long and hard - until a light bulb went off in my head. The idea was genius. If successful, what I had in mind would not only increase the birds' chances of surviving Romeo's appetite, but also greatly benefit my own photographic endeavors.
I started to enact my master plan the very next day by buying a giant bag of bird feed (consisting mainly of sunflower seeds) from the store. Then I dragged a huge piece of a tree trunk (approx. 120 cm in height) that we normally chop firewood on in the shed out into the garden and emptied almost half of the bag's content on top of it. Signora P's buffet for birds (and cats) was about to get some serious competition 😊.
My reasoning was as follows: not only would the birds be lured away from the fatally low garden wall to a place where they were safe from the cat - there was nothing around that tree trunk that provided cover for a predator, and the birds had a nice 360° view around it at all times - but I was also able to photograph them while hiding in the shed.
However, in order for my plan to work there was one little extra measure I had to take, and it was one that risked lowering my own life expectancy considerably once the owner of the property - my mom - discovered it. You see, our shed is completely windowless, so if I wanted to use it as a blind, I had no choice but to cut a hole into one of its wooden walls... which I promptly did (I figured all's fair in love - and photography 😉).
Granted, I have absolutely zero carpentering skills, and it showed. That hole was an ugly mess: the shed's wall seemed to have had an encounter with Jack Nicholson's ax-wielding lunatic character from the film 'The Shining'. Needless to say, I was incredibly proud of my work (I mean, come on: there now was a hole where before there wasn't a hole, and it was big enough for the lens of my camera to peek through, so it was mission accomplished as far as I was concerned).
Now all I had to do was wait for the birds to discover the tree trunk. In the meantime I started to mentally prepare myself for the inevitable confrontation with my mom and go through possible explanations for that splintering hole in the wall (it was either gonna be a rabid woodpecker attack or an emergency rescue mission with a feeding tube for a little kid that had accidentally locked himself inside the shed - both seemed valid options, though I slightly preferred the locked-in kid due to the involved drama and heroism 😉).
A whole day went by, and not a single bird visited the sunflower seeds. I had expected that it might take a few hours until the first of the ever curious great tits or blue tits would show up, but given how tiny my garden is, an entire day seemed excessive. Then another day came and went: the birds kept flocking to the bread crumbs on the wall, and my tree trunk kept collecting dust. To add injury to insult, a few fresh feathers on the ground were proof that Romeo was still feasting.
It was incredibly frustrating: I provided my winged guests with a much better view - plus a higher chance of surviving the cuisine - than Signora P's place; I risked (almost) certain death at the hands of my own mother (OK, the act of vandalism on the shed I had committed for my own benefit, but still), yet the birds kept ignoring me.
Then, after three days, just before sunset, I spotted a single blue tit on the tree trunk picking away at the sunflower seeds.
When I got up the next morning I immediately realized that the loud noise that accompanies each and every tit activity had shifted from the wall to the shed. At last the dam had broken: there was a flurry of movement around the tree trunk, and I counted at least 5 different species of birds feasting on the sunflower seeds.
From day 4 onward my plan worked beautifully: the birds now indeed mostly ignored Romeo's "snack wall" and kept to the tree trunk. And yes, I was able to play peeping tom from behind the shed's wall and photograph them!! 😊
Thus, dear readers, I finally managed to produce some acceptable bird photos, and I had even saved my feathered friends from a deadly foe in the process. All through winter and spring I took advantage of my new bird hide, and in late May I started mixing some cherries with the sunflower seeds. The idea was to attract a Eurasian jay (Garrulus glandarius), and as you can see, it worked!
It took me almost three weeks and more than a few tricks to capture that clever fella, but given how long I've been rambling here already, that's a story for another day. As for my mom, she still doesn't know about the hole in the wall, so please don't snitch! 😉.
I hope you like the photo and wish you all a wonderful weekend! Many greetings from Switzerland, and as always: let me know what you think in the comments 🙏 😊 ❤!
P.S. if anyone has their own funny tale about the obstacles we photographers are prepared to overcome for a desired photo, please write it in the comments: I love such stories 😊
Looking out of the cave at Pinnacle Point, South Africa "According to research which Prof. Marean and his team published in 2007, this is probably where the small, core population that gave rise to all humans alive today first began to exhibit significantly modern behaviour: the systematic harvesting of food from the sea, the use of complex bladelet technology, and the use of ochres for symboling."
The ancient Agora of Athens was located by the hill known as the Agoraios Kolonos, also called Market Hill. The Agora's initial use was for a commercial, assembly, or residential gathering place.
This photo was taken on the second floor museum of the Stoa of Attalos. Stoa means covered walkway or portico. This stoa was built by and named after King Attalos II of Pergamon, who ruled between 159 BC and 138 BC. The current building was reconstructed in 1952–1956 by American architects along with the Greek architect Ioannis Travlos and the Greek Civil Engineer Yeoryios Biris. The stoa is identified as a gift to the city of Athens for the education that Attalos received there.
(Wikipedia)
Classic sight of how New York would have looked 100 yrs, back. Ships of all sizes along lower Manhattan, with the Brooklyn bridge spanning the east river. Air quality at the time would have been obscuring the view of the bridge.
Wavertree was buil in Southampton, England in 1885 and was one of the last large sailing ships built of wrought iron. She was built for the Liverpool company R.W. Leyland & Company, and is named after the Wavertree district of that city.
You can shed tears that she is gone
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her and only that she's gone
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
or you can do what she'd want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
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The Sound of Raasay & the Skye Skyline, Isle of Skye, Scotland
I returned to the Isle of Skye mid-November on my own for three days before running my five day workshop there, my first since February 2019 and I had forgotten just how spectacular a place it is.
This truly stunning scene was shot at mid-morning from Rigg Viewpoint on the east coast, just ten miles north of Portree. I was driving by en-route to Portree when I spotted this sublime light and I ju8st had to stop and spend half an hour there capturing this magnificent view.
I decided to shoot the image in the square aspect ratio in-camera as that is exactly how I wanted to capture the image. The diagonal lines are dominating but they work perfectly to my eyes. I hope you all enjoy the photo too.
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I have gazed at this crabapple tree in our garden countless times. When the winter chill comes to an end, I have seen how the pink flowers push their way through its bare branches and stay there till spring, when the leaves make an appearance, reddish at first then turning into different shades of green through the summer. As the flowers fade, the tiny, red crabapples appear. In autumn, the leaves start to turn yellow and as winter draws near I see the crabapples fall on the ground. Towards winter’s end all that is left is an image of a somewhat desolate looking tree - no pinks, no reds, no greens, no yellows, just the deep dark browns of its gnarly trunk and branches. Yet the sight does not sadden me because I know that when spring returns, the cycle begins all over again. Such is the tapestry of time which I witness in my garden through the years. Different patterns and textures and colors get woven into this tapestry, their memory forever etched in my mind – and sometimes captured with my camera.
Water is an amazing substance. Made of 2 molecules of Hydrogen bonded with 1 molecule of Oxygen it is a life giving substance. At room temperature it is a liquid. It is a solid at lower temperatures and becomes a vapour ( or steam) at higher temperatures. It is the universal solvent of life and is amphoteric (H+ and OH- ions). The hydrogen bonding capabilities of water enable many chemical phenomena. It is the third most abundant compound in the universe.
We would not be here without this amazing molecule and pure clean water is an absolute necessity for all.
This photo is of the fountain at Wilson Botanic Park entrance using my lensbaby showing the droplets that form when forced through a narrow opening.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Properties_of_water. Plus this parody site: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dihydrogen_monoxide_parody
HSoS
Shot taken for Saturday Self Challenge 11/03/2023 ----------
Landscape In Wide Format 2:1 aspect ratio or wider !
( 6000 x 1863 megapixels in this case ) .
With the weather forecast this week I went off to the nearby carton recycling point knowing it would take me past this viewpoint and be able to get a shot last Sunday for SSC . I used to go past here on my way to work and sometimes stopped for a shot here as things changed through the year .
The tree here looks a bit like the Tree of Life while it is without any leaves , the field is often used in rotations for sheep and the next time they will be here there will be so many new born lambs leaping and bleating about . This scene is just one part of a much bigger field but so often the sheep and their lambs congregate around the tree - probably because there are usually food stacks when the sheep are here . You can tell where the sheep gather by the patch on the grass .
With that in mind with the new lambs soon to arrive , how about a nice little tune called -- New Horizons !!
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Spittal of Glenshee was a travellers resting area, particularly among drovers moving cattle and sheep from the Highlands of Scotland to the markets in Perthshire and the Lowlands. It was also a rest stop for General Wades Armies wo were fending off Jacobites during the rebellion years.
I doubt very much whether this looks like this today, after all the terrible war destruction of this once beautiful city. This was a splendid (mainly archaeological) museum built in 1931 & I did enjoy my stay in Aleppo, the year before the start of the awful civil war.
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... the bokeh is so in love with the flower
in royal blue that it forms a heart :-)
Happy Monday everyone!
Fraumünster Church is one of Zurich's most prominent landmarks, dated back its existence to the 9th century. Important architectural features include the Romanesque chancel and the high vaulted transept.
This photo was from 3 vertical shots stitched together in Photoshop.
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Hjørundfjord in the western part of Norway, runs like a giant canyon through mountainous landscape. As soon as I have free time for exceptional experiences, I seek out this area and climb up to one of these amazing peaks.
To the right Jakta, and in the middle Slogen (1500m). The combination of endless areas of powder snow, not to forget the view of pointed peaks and deep fjords, hardly find anywhere else in the world. With over 300 peaks of over 1000 meter above sea level, you don't have to worry about stepping into other people's tracks.
Gulf of Patras , shot from Pamachaikon Mountain .
Ainos Mountain, Kefalonia Island can also be seen on the horizon.
I have watched the rivalry between these herons for a few weeks now. In this instance, the Black-crowned Night Heron was fishing from it's favorite rock minding it's own business. As I watched, the Great Blue Heron slowly crept out of the shadows, getting ready to pounce on the other heron. The Black-crowned must of heard the other coming and suddenly burst into fright flight.
Pillar Point
Half Moon Bay, CA
The Boeing-Stearman Model 75 is a biplane used as a military trainer aircraft, of which at least 10,626 were built in the United States during the 1930s and 1940s. Stearman Aircraft became a subsidiary of Boeing in 1934. Wikipedia
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Till the wee hours of the morning till the sun breaks through and you need to go from champagne to coffee to keep going!
Wide-angle view of vibrant Tokyo skyline at dusk - one of the few clear nights we have had over recent weeks.
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Using the "Skull" and its shadow this time to create this Master of Dreams with its open mind;-))
Happy Sliders Sunday!!
“More than ninety-five percent of your brain activity, as you consciously read this sentence, is being used by your subconscious mind.”
Quote ― Kevin Michel, Moving Through Parallel Worlds To Achieve Your Dreams
'L' trains pass amidst a flurry of falling flakes in Chicago's Loop.
Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 500, f/9.0, 210mm, 1/125s
An El angles its way over the Chicago River via the Lake St. Bridge.
Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 360, f/5.6, 60mm, 1/250s
I took this photo at an exhibition held at The House of Annetta, in Spitalfields, East London.
The house was the home of Annetta Pedretti for 40 years until her death in 2018. She was an architect, cybernetician, conservationist, builder, beekeeper, campaigner and artist. Here is the link to the fascinating organisation in her name: houseofannetta.org.
Jerash , Jordan
The Jerash Temple of Artemis is a Roman temple in Jerash, Jordan. The temple was built on one of the highest points and dominated the whole city. Ruins of the temple are still one of the most remarkable monuments left of the ancient city of Gerasa (Jerash).
Construction of the temple was finished in CE 150, during the reign of Emperor Antoninus Pius.
The building had a hexastyle portico with twelve columns, of which eleven are still standing. Corinthian capitals decorating the columns are very well preserved. The temple walls had three entrances decorated with three Corinthian pilasters.
Beware Of Darkness · George Harrison
" Watch out now, take care
Beware of greedy leaders
They take you where you should not go..."
03/52 (Out Of Focus)
Pretty hard theme for me, as I mostly would like my pics to be a bit sharper than they are (including this one). Kind of freaky to try to get ´em out of focus on purpose! So I tried a lot of different approaches, this one I liked the most. Even so it´s just a DOF and not a "real" out of focus...
Sound: Hardly Hardly by Wallis Bird
In the bed of silk i lay, material slick and cold.
Red hair across soft pillow, moon light shining on the outside snow.
My heart drifts, to the world where one would possibly be.
Eyes to watch me, fingers to guide me, a hand to control my strings.
A heart sitting in shadows, broad, open and still.
In a chest overwhelmed in sounds with the desires of pounding need..
Deeper I go, into the land of moonlit dreams, seeing sweet touches of the hand upon me.
I wish to never wake up from shadow, unless I feel in early morning light, that loving pull of my strings.
~Hildda Deveaue
Hello Everyone,
Happy Saturday to all of you and I hope you all are staying warm if you are in the snowy cold areas and if you are in the ropics on a beach, under brezzy palms, well...please call me and I will book the next flight. :)
Please forgive my attempt at a little poetry, I use to write all the time when I was much younger, I would fill my diaries with all sorts of things, I fell out of practice having gone off to school and now a working woman with little time on her hands. I did however was inspired to write something to go with this photo I took, I normally do not do Black and white at all, but it seemed fitting with the theme.
I hope you all have a wonderful Saturday and weekend and I promise the fan requests are coming, I appreciate and love all of you for your requests and encouragements.Then mean the world to me.
Thank you again for allowing me to share my photo with you and till next time.
XOXO,
Hildda
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down down down the flames went higher
And it burns burns burns the ring of fire the ring of fire
-Tommy Cash
(Johnny Cash's brother)
Waiheke Island is the second-largest island in the Hauraki Gulf of New Zealand. Since I last visited the island over 30 years ago winegrowing and wine tourism have really taken off. Winegrowers have successfully matched the maritime climate and ancient soil structures to the selection of classical grape varieties to produce quality red and white wines. The photo was taken after sunset and shows vines at the northeastern tip of Waiheke Island with the Hauraki Gulf beyond. The outer limits of the gulf are formed by Little Barrier Island on the left, Great Barrier Island in the centre and the tip of the Coromandel peninsula on the right.
Journey of love over time turned into wrinkles on my forehead.
Years have passed …. How long can this feeling last ?
You are like the blue sky slipping through my fingers in the red river …. Who is the person waiting by the river.
You leave no traces … I keep searching my life for you.
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Happy Valentine's Day to All!!!
This is a very challenging project to convert Kin's picture to HDR. This was HDR rendered from one exposure JPG shot as shown below. It's not raw.
Thank you for waiting for the release of my 1st HDR book. If you ask me, I myself can't wait for the release of my book.
The Peak District is stunningly beautiful especially at this time of year.
It should however technically be called the Edge district because there are more Edges than I can remember the names of (& I'm not talking about U2 guitarists here)
This particular Edge is called Froggat.
We'd rushed back from Wales on Tuesday night after spending 2 days walking up and down & along very very steep valleys because it was forecast to be a cold cloudless night which meant fog possibly.
Unfortunately the cloudy sky hadn't been paying proper attention to the BBC Weather forecast.
At the end of a dull rainy day we were rewarded with this spectacular moody sunset - we nearly gave up as it was raining on & off which meant continuously wiping the filters but I was hoping that the Sun would get through the small crack on the horizon & it finally did as it was told
If you visit the Waterfalls in Brecon, don't visit Padley Gorge straight afterwards.
Padley Gorge is beautiful in its own way but should be done first to get you in the mood
If like me you do it the wrong way round it would be like a keen hill walker spending a few days in Glencoe then moving to Skegness or the Norfolk Broads :)
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Blue dacnis and Red-necked Tanagers - Wild - at Sítio Espinheiro Negro, Juquitiba, São Paulo.
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