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A 180º panorama view stitched together: The Cumberland flows from Kentucky's eastern Appalachian region down to Nashville, Tennessee, and then meanders northwesterly to hook up with the Ohio River just north of Paducah, Kentucky before the Ohio converges into the Mississippi River. That made the Cumberland a strategically important river during the Civil War, especially if Nashville was to fall.
HISTORY: Burnside, population 600, is a Kentucky town in Pulaski County that surrounds this scene. It is named after Major General Ambrose Burnside of Civil War fame. General Burnside, who grew up in Indiana, was a U.S. Army major general with famously bushy sideburns that ran straight down into his beard. Although side whiskers originated way before Burnside, they became popularly known in American culture during and after the Civil War as "sideburns", a twist of the name from General Sideburn, er, Burnside.
Burnside established a camp here for the U.S. Army. It should be noted that Pulaski County’s men OVERWHELMINGLY joined Union forces to fight against the Confederacy versus those few who joined Confederate forces. (I’ve seen the list of Pulaski County’s Civil War soldier enlistees from both sides.) After the Civil War, residents of Point Isabel renamed the Kentucky place in honor of General Burnside and his camp.
"The Earth does not belong to us; we belong to the Earth."
Thanks for the texture my friend: lenabem-anna
Found in Schoorl, Noord-Holland. Ready to harvest!
Doug Harrop Photography • October 22, 1990
High tension power and railroad pole lines bracket Union Pacific's Salt Lake Subdivision, as an APLA departs Kaysville, Utah. On the left and right, the tracks are bordered by fleeting agriculture and Interstate 15. The clutter is far worse today. Overwhelming, actually.
To this day I still remember this evening’s sunset. It was one of those hole-in-one sunsets when you had to be directly under the patch of cloud to make the most of it. Throughout the day a stretch of clouds parked over the bay area but as the hours counted down to sunset the cloud patch gradually diminished. I headed to the coast with Jeff and Tung with a plan of making a dash at the last minute to where we believed the cloud patch would remain. At last, we decided on Shark Fin Cove and it turned out as the ideal location. The rising cliff edges either side of the beach helped hide the blank horizons while the cloud patch filled the entire sky above.
Upon reaching the beach we only had to wait no more than 15 minutes before the sunset light show began. The burn lasted over half an hour. During that time we were all racing across different parts of the beach attempting different compositions. This one was taken at the burn onset on the sandy beach as the waves were rushing relentlessly. I was constantly dodging and running from powerful waves but despite getting all wet, I had a blast enjoying the amazing conditions.
I feel like this is overwhelming, almost.
like there's too much going on.
(and I'm not just talking about the photo).
inspired by Tessa's double exposures and blue tones :)
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Are there words sometimes to describe the overwhelming emotional state that we as nature lovers go through when we are faced with moments that surpass our understanding? There have been times when I have stumbled on so sacred a place, the absolute stillness, the quiet and sense of beauty have made tears stream down my face. I can be an emotional woman, I'm not ashamed of this. But this is beyond a weepy mess of female hormones. This is a moment when I am faced with how tiny I am in the grand spectrum of life. The skies, the heavy fog that lingers over the water, seem indifferent to me. As do the proud stern mountains in the distance. I am but a speck in the grand scheme of nature. Enough of my ramblings. All of these emotions and more overtook me when I found this place. While I doubt you will be moved to tears as I was, I hope somehow you feel a small part of what I am trying to describe. I have no doubt in your own way you as a capturer of beauty have also seen and felt these stirrings as well... Thank you for embracing this moment again with me as I ramble <3
xxoo
Look at me! I am cold and hungry. What can you do for me and my children?
COVID-19 time everyone feels uncertain and overwhelmingly afraid. We all are miserable.
Vast, deep and quite overwhelming in its simplicity, the church’s Cistercian austerity confronts us as we stand on the threshold of the bare, threefold nave, without either an ornament or a side-chapel to distract us.....Still retaining its authenticity, the Monastery of Alcobaça has been spared any major alterations in almost 900 years of its existence. And in the words of UNESCO (who declared the building a World Heritage Site in 1989), ‘its size, the purity of its architectural style, the beauty of the materials and the care with which it was built make this a masterpiece of Cistercian Gothic art’.
- Nicolas Chamfort.
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Cooks Meadow in the fall offers an overwhelming visual experience for a landscape photographer, especially if you haven't considered Yosemite Valley as a prime destination during this season. I visited Cooks Meadow after watching the sunrise at Sentinel Bridge. By the time I arrived at the meadow, the sun was up, illuminating the stunning colors all around me. The sky added an extra layer of drama to the scene.
As I walked around, I discovered a downed tree branch that made for a great foreground element with Half Dome in the background. Initially, I captured a photo featuring the bleached branch and Half Dome. However, I also decided to include another branch on the left side of the frame. While this meant sacrificing some visibility of the dead branch, it ultimately resulted in an image that I preferred.
A volte, di fronte a un'opera d'arte possiamo essere colpiti da un turbamento travolgente che coinvolge aspetti profondi della personalità.
Sometimes, in front of an artwork, we can be affected by an overwhelming disturbance involving deep aspects of personality.
L'église San Giuseppe dei Teatini est située à Palerme en Sicile. Construite par Giacomo Besio au début du 17ème siecle, elle est considérée comme une des plus représentatives de l'art baroque palermitain.
J'ai assemblé 8 clichés HDR (-2;0;+2) avec Photoshop pour réaliser ce vertorama. J'ai utilisé Photomatix 4 pour faire les HDR.
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San Giuseppe dei Teatini is a church in the Sicilian city of Palermo. It is located near the Quattro Canti, and is considered one of the most outstanding examples of the Sicilian Baroque in Palermo.
The church was built at the beginning of the 17th century by Giacomo Besio, a Genoese member of the Theatines order.
The interior has a Latin cross plan with a nave and two aisles, divided by marble columns of variable height. The inner decoration is an overwhelming parade of Baroque art, with stuccoes by Paolo Corso and Giuseppe Serpotta.
I merged 8 HDR (-2;0;+2) photos with Photoshop for creating the Vertorama. The HDR photos was tonemapped with Photomatix 4.
San Giuseppe dei Teatini. Palerme. Italie.
How do I write a caption for a view like this? There are places that simply overwhelm the senses. Also, I really want to spend an afternoon riding my bike along that path past the stone giants.
Many thanks to everyone for the overwhelming feedback and the numerous likes for this picture.
It is my picture of the year 2021 .. and not only that. For me personally it is the best picture I have ever taken.
For moments like this, I like to get up very early on weekends. It is breathtaking to enjoy the light, the beauty and the silence of nature when the day slowly wakes up. I especially like the foggy moods at one of our numerous and beautiful little lakes.
The picture was taken with the Fujifilm X-H1 and the Fujinon 10-24 WR on a cold Sunday morning at the end of October at the beautiful Kochelsee in Upper Bavaria.
I remember many years ago just how easy it was to take the family to Disney World (Never again!!!) in Orlando. Twenty minutes with a travel agent selecting a package and we were set. We have spent more time at a drive-thru menu board trying to decide what was for lunch…it was a cookie cutter process that worked out perfectly. Our time planning our trip to England, Scotland and Ireland was the polar opposite of that trip. At times it was so overwhelming that analysis paralysis took over and it had to be simply set aside. This trip wasn’t by design about wildlife and my need to capture it, however the grace extended by our troop members left a lot of flexibility for such a pursuit. We all truly enjoy nature and being engulfed in it; I am the only one of the four who has elevated the need into a sickness.
For months I reached out to fellow wildlife photographers through Flickr requesting assistance in finding a short list of species…much like a list a child would submit for Santa. Top of the list was the barn owl with the red stag in a close second. If I could get a clean shot of these two…heaven on earth would be achieved. Also on the list was the badger, pine martin, fox any raptor. I studied others photos, google searched for countless hours the habitats, population density numbers, elevations found in October, migrations…dozens of pages of notes were made and memorized. When it was all said and done one region stood out as THE region of out travel plan to have the highest probability of capturing the most listed. It was while staying in Inverness Scotland and the largest National Park in the UK, just 20 or so miles away from our hotel.
The older I get, the more I understand the importance of not getting everything I desire. Having an unfulfilled quest is the best fuel for future adventure, and a very good reason to get out of bed one more day. As life would have it, I arrived in Inverness with the flu…spending a day and a half in bed with the rest of the time feeling very weak. The thought of a zero-dark thirty departure to the forest in search of critters was trumped every morning by my need for rest, coffee and the hotels breakfast to settle my stomach. To say I was disappointed was an understatement as much of our trip was financed with money saved for three years to photograph jaguars in Brazil…taken away by covid. Departing Inverness and heading to Isle of Skye, my prayer was for other opportunities. A prayer that would be answered in the next 48 hours.
While making the three-hour drive from Inverness to Portree, we decided to stop by a small coffee shop for a break. While walking out the door I spoke with the young lady behind the counter…you guessed it…about wildlife. She was clearly not into wildlife but did mention how she sees red deer on occasion and hears the male’s calls (called a bugle) all the time. Since we were visiting during the rut, her words brought hope to a heart that was still coughing a bit.
It was at some point during our time in Isle of Skye that Cheryl spoke up and suggested departing one day early and heading back to the hotel across from the coffee shop to see if we could spot some red deer. Internally, I was jumping in the air, waiving my arms in a Steve Urkel style manner. Outwardly, I’m not sure how I looked based on my well-known inability to contain emotion. All four agreed and reservations were secured at The Cluanie Inn (Highest recommendations) for the following evening. I believe this discission provided me with a dose of PMA (Positive Mental Attitude) that allowed my body to finally defeat the flu!
It was later in the afternoon when we arrived at the inn. During check in the owner informed us that some of the red deer hinds (The doe in the US) will come in behind the inn and will take food from guests. She went on to say that the area is flooded with deer. After an early dinner we went to our rooms to relax. My plan, to be out there early in the morning…thinking that I had already lost the light for that day. I was sitting on the bed cleaning my cameras to ready for the morning when Joann went to the window and said “I can’t believe you are not out there now!” She was right as it was more overcast than dark, I would have a little bit of time to walk up towards the mountains across the street before dark.
I wasn’t 200 yards off the highway when I spotted the rump of a red deer grazing behind a large clump of stickers. I had not been noticed so I quickly moved to place a 15–20-foot grass covered mound between us. As I slowly crept up the mound, my internal prayer was for it to please be a stag…please be a stag! Once on top of mound, sucking air in breathless anticipation, not exertion. I sat for a second out of its view to check my camera settings in the ever-changing light…not even knowing I it was still there. I lifted my camera to focus on the rump and snapped off one shot. The reaction of that one small little flip of my shutter sent her head high in the air. I was so disappointed that it was not the stag while being thrilled to have at least seen a red deer, a new species, and she was beautiful!
Little did I know that she would be one of a harem of thirteen being pushed by a trophy male…a male that would grace me by his presence and provide a once it a lifetime photographic opportunity.
I will post his photo soon!
One mile wide glaciers, massive mountains, waterfalls coming out of mountains, and plenty more, this is a multi-photo series of a aerial flight seeing tour of Wrangell-St. Elias National Park. National parks and its scenery make me transfixed but this tour, 70 minutes long, was one big transcendental experience. Still trying to photograph through a window (taking in account of reflection and the plane's wing) is not easy. I do hope the photos convey that clarity and composition for you to enjoy.
Taken at the South Rim: Mather Point, during sunset.
The Grand Canyon is a UNESCO World Heritage Site that is located entirely in northern Arizona and is one of the great tourist attractions in the United States. The massive canyon encompasses several distinct areas, most famous of which is Grand Canyon National Park, a United States National Park. The national park is itself divided into two main areas: the remote North Rim and the more accessible (and therefore more crowded) South Rim.
The Canyon is an overwhelming experience, and nothing can prepare a visitor for the sight. The Grand Canyon is a massive canyon carved over several million years by the Colorado River. Grand Canyon National Park boasts an elevation change of nearly 7,000 feet (2130 m) from Point Imperial (at nearly 9,000 feet or 2740 m) to the banks of Lake Mead (at just over 2,000 feet or 610 m). The canyon itself is, from rim to river over a mile (1610 m) deep. In spots the rock layers exposed in the canyon display over two billion years of geologic history. *
*http://wikitravel.org/en/Grand_Canyon
In the morning, an overwhelming magic illuminates the small, colorful town on Lake Garda.
Buildings and turrets with their fresh clear colors and glowing roofs and spiers show themselves beautifully in the bright sunlight.
And the lake glitters as if covered with diamonds.
A colorful dance and time for a nice photo …
Although we’re adviced to avoid public gathering, the number of people here were overwhelming💃. Salute to the police force for reminding us to go back home. 👮♂️
Putrajaya, Malaysia. #breakthechainofcovid
Faced with an astoundingly beautiful brook cascading down into the Bay of Fundy, it was actually a bit overwhelming in terms of trying to find a pleasing composition. Aside from the natural beauty, there was a board walk with stairs following alongside, people lingered to enjoy the view, a rising sun creating hotspots, and a breeze ruffling the leaves. That said, you really couldn't walk through it without raising your camera. Along with everyone else, we did so too - and will have to come back for yet another visit. The first was a last minute overnighter, the second was more planned but rained out, and this one, again cut short by rain.
Continuing on from my last post.
The morning was overwhelmingly beautiful and it provided me with a bit of a dilemma in terms of which direction to head in. There is a path that rounds the whole perimeter of Kinder Scout, some 15-16 miles in length depending on how strictly you want to stick to the edge. Those 16 miles have a great many geological features and different landscapes to be seen along the way, all providing a myriad of photographic subjects...choices, choices.
I let intuition decide rather than intellect and found my legs taking me East along the perimeter path in the direction of Crookstone Knoll, not with a mind so much on photography, but just enjoying the dream like experience of being above the clouds. I followed the trail of a Mountain Hare, which a was occasionally accompanied by the footprints of Red Grouse, all of us seemed to be headed the same direction so there must be something in it, I thought. I chuckle a little at the thought of a hiker following behind later in the day, wondering where the heck a hare, a grouse and human were all heading together!
Not too far along the path at Rowland Cote Moor, I caught sight of Win Hill properly for the first time and was mesmerised by the cloud raking over Hope Brink and the beautiful pastel orange sky, the likes of which I’ve only seen a few times before. I’m rarely a single-subject shooter, but I couldn’t pass up beautiful simple shot that represented the atmosphere of the morning so well.
Assetto Corsa, PC
4k (downsampling), cropped and resized to 1920x720
-HDR tonemap
-ReShade v0.18
-MasterEffect Reborn 1.1.190
12/11/08 - I can't live my life in the dark. It's about time to see the light. I had a good day and I really love the people I surround myself with. All it takes is a little self motivation and an eager attitude.
I'm supposed to call this home
"Look at that which surrounds me; I'm supposed to call this home.
The dark has become so overwhelming,
So why don't I just go?"
- Forgive Durden.
^ Razia's Shadow has to be one of my newest favorite cds ever.
First shot of my D700 and a brand new 14-24 mm 2.8. Wow! this lens is SHARP!!
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An overwhelming odour of sulphur greets the visitor. The volcano's fumaroles are active but the volcano is not currently erupting. The island experienced seismic tremors in 1996-7. From a slide taken in 1976.
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Shoji Falls, Yamanashi Prefecture.
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Then I climbed up the lower falls. As I approached the main falls, I was overwhelmed by its height. Once I stood in front of the falls, I got drenched in the spray, which made me feel freezing cold. I couldn’t stand taking photos there, so I moved to the side a bit and kept shooting.
I set the camera to aperture priority to see how it would handle being pointed right at the light. I figured it would underexpose things, and it did. I liked the effect though and stuck with this first shot, pretty much straight from the camera other than resize and sharpening.
Day 23 of the July Challenge
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Overwhelming all the senses with sensuous lines, and the dominating innards that won at Le Mans 3 times, '55-57' winning first and second, and 5 of the top 6 places in 1957.
Life has a way of pulling us in countless directions—its rhythm often loud, relentless, and overwhelming. In the middle of this chaos, quiet moments become not just desirable, but essential, grounding us when everything else feels unsteady.
Meditation and stillness offer a sanctuary—a chance to retreat into silence and reconnect with ourselves. Even just a few minutes of quiet can soothe the mind, reduce stress, and spark fresh perspective. The beauty of meditation lies not in escaping the world, but in re-entering it with calm and focus.
Whether it's a quiet corner of your home, a bench in a sunlit park, or the meditative glow of a candlelit room, having a dedicated space for restoration creates a powerful invitation to pause. It reminds us that we have permission to step away, to breathe deeply, and to simply be.
In these moments, we’re reminded that renewal doesn’t have to be grand or elaborate—it thrives in simplicity. A quiet walk, the hum of nature, or the soft cadence of a cat’s purr can replenish us in ways that go beyond words. Taking time to renew isn’t a luxury; it’s an act of care that enables us to move through life with resilience, purpose, and a sense of presence.