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Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. Henry James
~happy summer afternoon fence friday~
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O Instante
Onde estarão os séculos, o sonho
de espadas, o que os tártaros sonharam,
onde os sólidos muros que aplanaram,
onde a árvore de Adão e o outro Lenho?
O presente está só. Mas a memória
erige o tempo. Sucessão e engano,
esta é a rotina do relógio. O ano
jamais é menos vão que a vã história.
Entre a alba e a noite há um abismo
de agonias, de luzes, de cuidados;
o rosto que se vê nos desgastados
e noturnos espelhos não é o mesmo.
O hoje fugaz é tênue e é eterno;
nem outro Céu nem outro Inferno esperes.
Jorge Luis Borges
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El Instante
Dónde estarán los siglos, dónde el sueño
de espadas que los tártaros soñaron,
dónde los fuertes muros que allanaron,
dónde el Árbol de Adán y el otro Leño?
El presente está solo. La memoria
erige el tiempo. Sucesión y engaño
es la rutina del reloj. El año
no es menos vano que la vana historia.
Entre el alba y la noche hay un abismo
de agonías, de luces, de cuidados;
el rostro que se mira en los gastados
espejos de la noche no es el mismo.
El hoy fugaz es tenue y es eterno;
otro Cielo no esperes, ni otro Infierno.
Jorge Luis Borges
- Sunset at Larkollen Bay, southern coast of Norway.
It`s 1 RAW exposure only, shot with Singh-Ray LB Warming Polarizer and handheld Lee neutral density filters to keep control of the light.
All rights reserved. © copyright by Seung Kye Lee
Canon 5D, 17-40mm f/4, polarizer, gnd filter.
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Sincerely
Seung Kye
Sunrise over Pauoa Bay, Kohala Coast, Hawai'i Island
As I sit and sort through the photos, thoughts, and emotions I brought home from an epic trip to Hawai'i, it is hard to know where to begin with a post. So I have decided to start at the end, with sunrise on the day we flew home.
This was actually the only sunrise that I photographed on this trip. Something that is unusual for me in Hawai'i, as I usually catch at least a few, especially in the first days when I am still adjusting from my home time zone and tend to be awake very early in the morning. However, this time my daughter and I traveled with long-time friends of ours, and with 5 kids in our group, including 3 teenagers, and a swimming pool that was open 24 hours, there were no early bedtimes to offset an early morning. Thus I did more stargazing and less sunrising...a tradeoff for which I have few regrets.
On the morning of our departure however, I had to be up early anyway, so I set my alarm for 5:15am instead of 6am, and headed out with camera in hand as the first light of dawn began to awaken the sea and sky. That awakening was initially a disappointment as the mountains were shrouded in clouds and a rainstorm over the water drenched the horizon in shades of gloomy gray. But I decided to sit and wait, enjoying the quiet before a hectic day of travel, and just before official sunrise time, the first glimmers of light started to break through the clouds. And for the 40 minutes thereafter I was bestowed with a beautiful and enthralling show of light, color, and amazing clouds in every direction, where the main challenge was deciding where to point the camera. (Although I did have to make a hasty retreat from the spot where I was photographing the mountains, when the sprinklers at the edge of the golf course suddenly came on!)
By 6:30am the sun was cresting the 13,803 foot/4207 meter peak of Mauna Kea and as it emerged from her shadow it felt as though someone had flipped a switch from lamplight to floodlights, and another bright Hawaiian summer day was underway. And as I went to wake up grumpy teenagers and prepare for our departure, I offered a silent, and heartfelt, 'thank you' for this farewell gift from the islands.
Human flesh BBQ na seção ENTRE(OUTROS) da +Soma numero 10
Work published on +Soma magazine www.maissoma.com/
Pátria pequena, deixa-me dormir,
Um momento que seja,
No teu leito maior, térrea planura
Onde cabe o meu corpo e o meu tormento.
Nesta larga brancura
De restolhos, de cal e solidão,
E ao lado do sereno sofrimento
Dum sobreiro a sangrar,
Pode, talvez, um pobre coração
Bater e ao mesmo tempo descansar...
Miguel Torga
Todas as aves me fascinam, sejam elas discretas ou vibrantes, pelo desafio de as fotografar da melhor forma possível e pela felicidade que essa experiência me proporciona. No caso desta pequena e irrequieta ave, com pouco mais de 4 gramas, o desafio eleva-se a outro nível. Conseguir captá-la é uma conquista especial e faz dela uma das minhas favoritas.
All birds fascinate me, whether they are discreet or vibrant, because of the challenge of photographing them in the best possible way and the happiness that this experience brings me. In the case of this small and restless bird, weighing just over 4 grams, the challenge rises to another level. Managing to capture it is a special achievement and makes it one of my favorites.
Arouca | Aveiro | Portugal
Muito obrigado pelos seus comentários e favoritos.
Many thanks for your coments and favs.
Pão de Açucar - RJ
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