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There 's nothing like cool temperatures and fresh air to raise the spirits. during my forays to the Alabama Hills the temperature can get up into the 100's and when they do, this is where I seek refuge. At around 9000 ft in elevation the difference in temperature is about 15 degrees and there nothing better the a fine mist that floats away from the falls right onto your weary soul.
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Jaspyr climbed up onto the roof of one of the old byres…Here, he is trying to work out how to get back down. Safely.
Years ago, when he was just a kitten, this big eejit found himself on the very apex of one of the byre roofs. He proceeded to slide straight down, with his front feet splayed, like snowploughing skis, in a foiled attempt to halt his downward plummet. He (and I) got a real fright. Fortunately, he was perfectly fine, if a little shaken and hiding under my bed. Very rare to see him on any of the roofs…
In my yard,
South Carrick Hills
SW Scotland
(On and off at the moment. Very busy at work so trying to catch up on Flickr.)
Schwarzschwan / Black Swan / Cisne negro / Cygne noir /
Cygnus atratus
The Black Swan wanted to return from the field to the pond. Here he has eye contact with a mute swan that does not want to let him back onto the pond.
Der Trauerschwan wollte gerne vom Feld zurück in den Teich. Hier hat er Blickkontakt zu einem Höckerschwan, der ihn nicht auf den Teich zurücklassen will.
ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛʏ ᴘᴏsᴇs | ɪᴛ's ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ - ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ᴘᴏsᴇ
ᴜɴᴏʀᴛʜᴏᴅᴏx | ᴅᴀᴠᴀ ʟᴏᴄs
ᴜɴᴏʀᴛʜᴏᴅᴏx | sᴄᴀʟᴘᴢ ᴜɴɪᴛs ᴠ2.0
sɪɢɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ | ᴅᴀᴠɪs - ᴍᴇsʜ ʙᴏᴅʏ - ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇᴅ v 1.2
ᴄᴏʀᴀᴢᴏɴ | ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ ʙᴇᴇʟᴢᴇʙᴜʟ
ᴍᴀᴢᴢᴀʀᴏ | ᴄᴀʟɪxᴛᴏ sʜᴏʀᴛs
Whilst out shooting the comet in the Shropshire Hills I turned around to see an opportunity to climb up onto the rocks and stand right in the middle of the Milky Way. 30secs foreground and 240sec tracked sky.
Onto the next bridge... this one crosses Rock Run Creek and is located just east of Mecca, Indiana. This one was hard to photograph due to the amount of overgrowth surrounding the bridge.
Built: 1908
Built by: J. A. Britton
Total Length: 72 ft.
Rockville, Indiana (Parke County)
to pass onto others a piece of information we have obtained by observation and preserved it photographically forever. Allow me to quote Ernst Haas: ’You see what you think, you see what you feel, you are what you see… If with the camera you can make others see it – that is photography.’
Jozef Gross
HSS! justice Matters! No one is above the law!
dahlia, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Holding Onto Promises Expected DJT
Psalm 139:14
King James Version
14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
Happy Birthday HOPE..!!!
Since you left, I've been holding onto a memory
Since you walked out that door, yeah
And you said I changed and you're so damn sick of me
You're not mine anymore, 2 3 4
Woah, woah
She said you need to let me go
Woah, woah
She said I'd die for you, you're like my drug but I can't get high off you
You're not mine anymore
Ayy, I still remember what you wore on the first night
Still remember how that black dress had your curves right
Still remember smokin' just to calm my nerves
'Til you had to leave and grabbed your purse, I grabbed first
Uh, it's no words, yeah, it's just her
Body against mine, makeup on my shirt
Lipstick on my neck, whiskey on my breath
Takin' pictures in the moment so we don't forget, yeah
Woah, woah
She said you need to let me go
Woah, woah
She said I'd die for you, you're like my drug but I can't get high off you
You're not mine anymore
And I can't be myself without you
I am not well
Okay, I said that before but
I need you now, yeah
Woah, woah
She said you need to let me go
Woah, woah
She said I'd die for you, you're like my drug but I can't get high off you
You're not mine anymore
Since you left, I've been holding onto a memory
Since you walked out that door
And you said I changed and you're so damn sick of me
You're not mine anymore
Woah, woah
She said you need to let me go
Woah, woah
She said I'd die for you, you're like my drug but I can't get high off you
You're not mine anymore
"I keep staring at the sun, it's in my blood
I'm headed for disaster
Burn bridges just for fun, have I gone numb?
It's a goddamn shame
I push away the people that I love the most
Addicted to the feeling and the chemicals
I'm holding onto hope, but it only destroys me
'Cause I'm in love with bad things
Yeah, I'm in love with"
"Bad Things" by I Prevail
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“Mars has been flown by, orbited, smacked into, radar examined, and rocketed onto, as well as bounced upon, rolled over, shoveled, drilled into, baked and even blasted. Still to come: Mars being stepped on.”
Buzz Aldrin
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… gesehen von der Kapelle Sveti Ivan in Mali Lošinj, Kroatien
... seen from the chapel Sveti Ivan in Mali Lošinj, Croatia
Birth and Death
Dark and Light
Hidden and Revealed
My faith is my Rock and my Shield.
As we approach Easter weekend, this is my prayer:
Psalm 33:20
"We wait in hope for the Lord; he is our help and our shield. In him our hearts rejoice, for we trust in his holy name. May your unfailing love rest upon us, O Lord, as we put our hope in you."
May you all have a blessed Easter and a great weekend.
Thank you for your kind favs and comments.
Apparently, Larks like the summer and warm temps here in Jordan; and I'm pleased and happy they do. They are certainly great subjects... hopping up onto stones and boulders in the sun, they seem unconcerned with the kestrals and buzzards that are always patrolling above them, who I must say also seem more interested in doves and feral pigeons.
Another warm morning, fantastic up and down walking among the pines and olive trees in and around the edge of the forest reserve. The 400 mm is almost one Kg (2+ lbs) heavier than the 300 mm... still working on handheld technique with it... plus walking is very deliberate on up and downhill scree and loose soil... can't drop or land on top of this! :-)
Shout out to the Jordan Royal Society for the Conservation of Nature (RSCN) for their great work in the protected areas of Jordan and also Mr. Mohammad Hammad and Mr. Ali Hasan at SixT for always finding me the compact SUV I need to get around on the weekends in back-country Jordan... :-)
New York, Susquehanna & Western Railway SD40T-2 #3016, SD40-2 #3018, SD70M #4052, and SD45 #3634 haul train BH-1 through CP Rail’s Bevier Street Yard and onto the “Binghamton Runner” approaching “BD” Interlocking at Binghamton, NY on May 12, 2011.
Autumn leaves of a young Paederia scandens climbing up onto the root of a Ginkgo tree. The ground was filled by the bright yellow leaves fallen from the Ginkgo. Hope 2021 will be the brightest year for all of you.
Paederia scandens (Skunk vine, ’Hekuso-kazura’ in Japanese) is a deciduous climbing plant native to Japan and eastern Asia. The name comes from its bad smell from a cut, but yet the flowers and the autumn leaves are so lovely.
Zoomed onto to peak of Mt Fuji while keeping the leaves in the frame . Wanted to have the barren snow peak and green leaves together in the same frame like spring in winter !
Footbridge to Harlech Castle.
Harlech Castle in Harlech, Gwynedd, Wales, is a Grade I listed medieval fortification built onto a rocky knoll close to the Irish Sea. It was built by Edward I during his invasion of Wales between 1282 and 1289 at the relatively modest cost of £8,190.
Blending of three photos of mine, one shot with a camera (Lumix GF1), and two with cellphones (iPhone 4 and Lumia 710). Edited in Picmonkey.
Music (right-click to open in a new tab):
"Lost In the Stars" by JANE IRA BLOOM, in 'Art and Aviation' (1992)
Onto the canvas once more, my eyes dance with her Autumn rhythm.
With each turn, her leaves flow slowly like hair in a gentle breeze.
Around and around we go, like two lovers that just won't let go.
Alas, it came to an end, but my memories dance along with my playful grin.
Getting back to some Autumn color. This shot was taken on the trail to Hemlock Falls in northern Georgia. Wishing everyone a wonderful day ahead. Thanks for the favs and kind words. They are much appreciated!
Turning onto South Temple Street, an evening light rail train passes by the historic Union Pacific Depot in Salt Lake City.
Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 1000, f/3.5, 18mm, 1/125s
FP4 N+1 in Tanol,
Ware´s New Cyanotype onto COT-320, developer Nitric acid 4 minutes,
Lead acetate toner 30 seconds
I do not know how or why the bears got into the china cabinet but there is going to be lock put onto that quite quickly. Gerrie I can most surely trust, but his other pals? I am not so sure of them.
Happy Teddy Bear Tuesday
Making its first run leading on the GTW, CN 8952 which is now graced in GTW's classic Burdakin Blue to help celebrate Canadian National's 25th anniversary of privatization, found its way onto Q116 out of Chicago. With only a few notable classic GTW monuments still trackside, the logical choice was clear where to go. Passing under the steam era coal tower in Lansing, the stunning leader creeps along with a friendly engineer behind the throttle enjoying every moment of it. While it may not be the 90s with 4 and 5 unit sets of blues screaming along with hot auto parts boxes, the gleaming red and blue would make John Burdakin grin from ear to ear.
Fly hanging onto toadstool hanging onto log
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Scotland October 2019
This time we took a holiday to the Isle of Bute. We visited Rothsay and Mount Stuart House both on Bute. Then onto Glasgow; Inveraray and a couple of days just driving around.
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They've hatched. These baby geese were swimming with their parents today at Echo Dale. They ran up onto the grass after their swim and layed down in the sun for a rest....
Two trees clinging onto the bracken-lined slopes of Rookland Hill (right) and Clennell Hill as they fold together above Rookland Sike as it flows towards the River Alwin (just visible to the right of the lower tree) in the Cheviot Hills.
Whilst it wasn't actually raining (that would start whilst we driving home : very convenient!) everywhere including the atmosphere was totally saturated, a very squelchy walk.
The way the slopes fold together is seen much better via the + function.
While visiting Newark Park, Gloucestershire, UK this Peacock jumped up onto a stone pillar and gave me ample opportunity to enjoy its extravagant beauty......(and to use my Tamron telephoto lens).....never seen one this close before.....such a striking and gloriously colourful bird.....
'Thus when Philomela drooping softly seeks her silent mate, see the bird of Juno stooping; Melody resigns to fate.' (1733)
Link to the whole poem:-
books.google.co.uk/books?id=xw9MAAAAcAAJ&pg=PA155&...
Handheld, Pentax K3 II paired with a Tamron AF 70-300mm F/4-5.6 Di LD Macro 1:2, standard run through in DxO Optics Pro on Mac, then cropped, rotated and tweaked in Snapseed and 'Photos' on iPad Pro.
For more info.on the Indian peafowl or blue peafowl (Pavo cristatus):-
“May the light of the morning sun, shine upon you. May the deepest and sweetest love always find you.” - Dr. Debasish Mridha (American physician, philosopher, poet-seer, and author).
The theme for “Looking Close on Friday” for the 25th of February is “monochromatic bubble bokeh”. The day the theme was announced, it was a beautiful sunny morning, and I had the French doors open onto my garden. All I had to do to meet the theme for this week was to take a few steps out onto my back terrace and there was the perfect shot: some new growth on one of the James Stirling Pittosporums bathed in the morning light. The gentle light was perfect to make lots of bubble bokeh in my background as it filtered through the leaves of the trees. The shot was very green in colour, so I originally made the monochrome green, but found the sepia gave it a warmer feel. I hope you like my choice of the theme this week, and that it makes you smile.
Looking onto Barmouth beach, the sea and the skies late afternoon Sunday.
Barmouth is a popular resort on the entrance to the beautiful Mawddach estuary. The pretty harbour is overlooked by the headland of Dinas Oleu, the birthplace of The National Trust.
She slipped a ragged woollen jumper onto her sweaty body as she left the bedroom for the now chilly Tuscany night. We went down the stairs and into our courtyard, walked by the well, glancing at the last flowers by the wall, before reaching the bathroom in the old stable. We embraced under the steamy flow and I clumsily spluttered a few simple words that meant the world to me. She giggled and scolded me for being so inarticulate. She stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around her breasts, paused a few seconds, then turned around with her gentlest smile, and whispered...."yes I do".
This is us.
Qui parle de bonheur a souvent les yeux tristes
N'est-ce pas un sanglot de la déconvenue
Une corde brisée aux doigts du guitariste
Et pourtant je vous dis que le bonheur existe
Ailleurs que dans le rêve ailleurs que dans les nues
(Aragon)
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Taken on my photo platform.
Another backdrop from Synnergy that I wanted to use in a non-typical way.
These lovely roses were taken in our garden this summer 2024.
A rose is a woody perennial of the genus Rosa, within the family Rosaceae. There are over 100 species. They form a group of plants that can be erect shrubs, climbing or trailing with stems that are often armed with sharp prickles. Flowers vary in size and shape and are usually large and showy, in colours ranging from white through yellows and reds. Most species are native to Asia, with smaller numbers native to Europe, North America, and northwest Africa. Species, cultivars and hybrids are all widely grown for their beauty and often are fragrant. Rose plants range in size from compact, miniature roses, to climbers that can reach 7 meters in height. Different species hybridize easily, and this has been used in the development of the wide range of garden roses.
The name rose comes from French, itself from Latin rosa, which was perhaps borrowed from Oscan, from Greek ρόδον rhódon (Aeolic βρόδον wródon), itself borrowed from Old Persian wrd- (wurdi), related to Avestan varəδa, Sogdian ward, Parthian wâr.
The leaves are borne alternately on the stem. In most species they are 5 to 15 centimetres (2.0 to 5.9 in) long, pinnate, with (3–) 5–9 (–13) leaflets and basal stipules; the leaflets usually have a serrated margin, and often a few small prickles on the underside of the stem. Most roses are deciduous but a few (particularly from South east Asia) are evergreen or nearly so.
The flowers of most species have five petals, with the exception of Rosa sericea, which usually has only four. Each petal is divided into two distinct lobes and is usually white or pink, though in a few species yellow or red. Beneath the petals are five sepals (or in the case of some Rosa sericea, four). These may be long enough to be visible when viewed from above and appear as green points alternating with the rounded petals. There are multiple superior ovaries that develop into achenes. Roses are insect-pollinated in nature.
The aggregate fruit of the rose is a berry-like structure called a rose hip. Many of the domestic cultivars do not produce hips, as the flowers are so tightly petalled that they do not provide access for pollination. The hips of most species are red, but a few (e.g. Rosa pimpinellifolia) have dark purple to black hips. Each hip comprises an outer fleshy layer, the hypanthium, which contains 5–160 "seeds" (technically dry single-seeded fruits called achenes) embedded in a matrix of fine, but stiff, hairs. Rose hips of some species, especially the Dog Rose (Rosa canina) and Rugosa Rose (Rosa rugosa), are very rich in vitamin C, among the richest sources of any plant. The hips are eaten by fruit-eating birds such as thrushes and waxwings, which then disperse the seeds in their droppings. Some birds, particularly finches, also eat the seeds.
Rose thorns are actually prickles - outgrowths of the epidermis. While the sharp objects along a rose stem are commonly called "thorns", they are technically prickles — outgrowths of the epidermis (the outer layer of tissue of the stem). (True thorns, as produced by e.g. Citrus or Pyracantha, are modified stems, which always originate at a node and which have nodes and internodes along the length of the thorn itself.) Rose prickles are typically sickle-shaped hooks, which aid the rose in hanging onto other vegetation when growing over it. Some species such as Rosa rugosa and Rosa pimpinellifolia have densely packed straight prickles, probably an adaptation to reduce browsing by animals, but also possibly an adaptation to trap wind-blown sand and so reduce erosion and protect their roots (both of these species grow naturally on coastal sand dunes). Despite the presence of prickles, roses are frequently browsed by deer. A few species of roses have only vestigial prickles that have no points.
For further information please visit en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rose
Apps: I used Photoshop Express to remove some haze, which gave more definition to the sky. Then overlaid that sky onto the original in Pixelmator. I used Lightroom to remove some noise, and finished with a frame in PhotoToaster.