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The Ancient Bristlecone Pine Forest is home to the oldest trees in the world, bristlecone pines. Some of these living trees exceed 4000 years of age and exhibit spectacular growth forms of twisted and beautifully colored wood.
As a large herd of Bison went by me, I noticed that this BIG guy was definitely the patriarch of the bunch!
How's that song go ... "I just can't get enough" ... spring is here and it's time for more Milk, even though I haven't gotten through the 2014 images ;-) Yeehaw.
A little timelapse I put together of this ancient tree in the Bristlecone Pine Forest of California.
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The Patriarchical Cathedral in Tsarevets was the center of the religious life in the Second Bulgarian Empire before being destroyed in 1393. It was reconstructed in the 20th century.
Патриаршеската катедрала във Велико Търново е била центърът на религиозния живот по време на Второто българско царство преди да бъде разрушена през 1393. Построена на ново в средата на XX век.
Zion National Park in Utah
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Others from this trip are in the Album www.flickr.com/photos/thadz/albums/72157660032324601
A few weeks ago I suggested to my shooting buddy Eric that we head off toward the Eastern Sierras to grab some shots since the light looked like it might be good up that way. After kicking around some ideas (Alabama Hills was forecast to be in the low 100's = bad idea) we decided to head somewhere a bit cooler and settled on the White Mountains. When we arrived, we were pleased to see that the road past Shulman Grove was now open. Eric was driving his Rav 4 and I was able to do a bit of scouting on my way up. I was originally looking for ancient Bristlecone Pines since that is the primary reason that anyone would be driving on this little dirt road in the middle of nowhere, but as we came around a corner, something caught my eye.
"Is that where we're going?" I asked, pointing up at the tiny goat path of a road that seemed to wind it's way over a ridge into oblivion. "Yep. And that's nothing. Wait until we get into the Patriarch Grove. That's where the road REALLY gets bad." he replied.
Soon I found myself fascinated by the road almost as much as the 3000 year old trees we were driving past. It wound its way across 11,000 foot peaks carelessly, assuming whatever vehicle you were driving would make it up there. This particular section jumped out at me. Something about the way that the road threaded itself over the ridge reminded me, not surprisingly, of something out of Lord Of The Rings. It had a sort of cinematic, story book feel to it.
So fast forward to last Friday night. It's 7 PM and I suddenly see that Skyfire, Sunsetwx, and Ventusky are all pointing to a strong sunrise for Saturday morning East of Bishop and some sunset light later that night. Four hours later, I had re-installed the rooftop tent on the FJ and was bouncing my way up the 395 toward the Owens Valley. I pulled an all nighter, stopping for a couple of quick naps, and arrived in the White Mountains at 4:30 AM. Later that night, as they sky was still forecast to light up, I returned and climbed the ridge behind the road and found myself with a panoramic view of the Eastern Sierras with the lights from Bishop twinkling several thousand feet below me. Unbelievably, the sunset light stuck around and I spent a solid hour up there shooting in all directions. I grabbed this shot just before the sun dropped behind Mammoth Mountain in the distance.
I quickly became enamored by this area and made quite a few trips up and down the road between the Schulman and Patriarch Groves over the following two weekends after my trip up with Eric. The views of the Eastern Sierras are simply jaw dropping, and on wet years, like this one, the green hillsides and valleys in the White Mountains look almost European, and those ancient, twisted, Ent looking trees are everywhere.
The bummer is that this area, like Glacier Point and Tioga Pass over to the West, is only open a few months out of the year. The last stretch of road out to the Patriarch Grove just opened last week and unlike Yosemite, not much work is done on this road to prepare it for the Summer. They just wait for that massive amount of snow melt each year. In any case, I hope to get at least one more trip in this year before the gates close. My next chance to shoot will most likely be next July. And in case you are wondering...I will most definitely be back.
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The Three Patriarchs is a set of three sandstone monoliths on the west side of Zion Canyon in Zion National Park in Washington County, Utah, United States. The three main peaks were named by Frederick Fisher in 1916 for the biblical figures Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.
Ancient Bristlecone Pine, Ancient Bristlecone Pine Forest, California.
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Gearing up for a wild summer ahead...lots of trips planned, Tetons, Glacier, Alaska, Banff, Yellowstone, Kauai. Looking forward to processing some fresh material. I haven't been super inspired lately, frustrating when any hint of creativity leaves you. I've become more selective with what I WANT to process, but still process images that I'm not in love with...just because I feel pressure to create new images and I don't have much else to work on. That happens to me a lot....hoping to change that this year. I really enjoyed my AZ trip, but found myself working the files a lot to get to a final image, and I wasn't super happy with the final results. I find that I actually process much better when there's dramatic/moody light versus colorful, pink and fiery skies. I just have no idea what direction to take with some of those colorful skies, and I find they often end up looking less realistic when I'm done. It's challenging. This was some nice light in Zion at a typical spot, but one of my favorite areas to shoot in the park. I just love these towers. I was fortunate enough to share it with Eric Bennett, Alex Noriega, and Hunter Page. All great people and super down to earth, made the morning that much better. Met up with Eric and Hunter again at White Pocket and looking forward to the next trip where we cross paths.
I had the whole grove to myself this night. It's a bit of a drive, about 12 miles to well over 11,000' on a bumpy dirt road. The pines here are younger that lower down the mountain and either very much alive like this one, or long gone. It's possible to see where they grew when the globe was colder, and where young ones are growing as we warm up.
One of the most recognized landmarks in Zion National Park, Court of the Patriarchs reach into the Utah sky. These three photogenic peaks bear the biblical names of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. Towering above Birch Creek Canyon almost 2000 feet, the Court of the Patriarchs represents nearly a full layer of Navajo Sandstone. This exposed sandstone is one of nine Zion rock layers that together span 150 million years of sediment deposits. The Patriarch cliffs represent one of the thickest layers of sediment, making up some of the tallest cliffs in the world. Occasional flash floods in the Virgin River increase water volume by 100 times and bring down tons of loose rock and sand, scouring out new side canyons and re-channeling the river. Here in Zion Canyon this magnificent scenery is always experiencing change, but its subtleties are seldom recognized in such an immense canyon.
While we headed for fall colors in Eastern Sierra, we also managed to snapshot a couple milky way images in Patriarch Grove, since we can find true dark sky with endless ompositions.
It snowed quite heavily for about 10 min (in fact I could hear Robert calling me back as I climbed the ridge), but then it stopped.
This is a crop of a zoomed shot from my photo session yesterday. Unfortunately, my Tamron 18-270 mm lens was not up to the challenge of capturing enough clear detail through the light beams and especially at the distance - about 15 miles. I just had fun playing with the image anyway. I like the watercolor-ly effect.
The peaks are The Court of the Patriarchs in Zion National Park.
It is the large tree in Villa Mimbelli in Livorno that some call Yew, others Monterrey Cypress. It has a diameter of six meters and a height of 30, this gentle giant that old age has made fragile. The aerial roots, those that are above the ground and have the task of ensuring stability against the winds, are now empty and reduced to fragments.
I love all trees but I love this one more because it is the expression of the struggle of living for old people like us. I go to visit it often and, when no one is looking, I hug it with affection and I feel reciprocated.
Stuff for old people, huh?
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On the left hand of the Virgin Mary, the second from her (in the photo, the first on the left), a handsome old man with a long gray beard - a tireless researcher of Kyiv shrines, the cathedral archpriest of St. Sophia Cathedral Pyotr Lebedintsev, a teacher at the Richelieu Lyceum, an archaeologist and historian, a connoisseur of Byzantium, a highly educated person, appears as a wise old man, frozen in majestic calm.
On the left hand of the Virgin Mary, the third from her (in the photo, the second from the left), in the image of the Apostle Luke, the young apostle, has an undeniable resemblance to Vrubel himself. According to the icon-painting tradition, this place was usually assigned to the Apostle Luke, who was not only a disciple of Christ and an evangelist, but also an icon painter, the author of the first pictorial image of the Mother of God. It is symbolic that Vrubel sees himself in the place of Luka, that is, in the place of an icon painter.
По левую руку Девы Марии, второй от неё, (на фото первый слева), в образе апостола Иоанна, благообразный старец с длинной седой бородой – неутомимый исследователь киевских святынь, кафедральный протоиерей Софийского собора Пётр Лебединцев, преподаватель Ришельевского лицея, археолог и историк, знаток Византии, высокообразованный человек, предстаёт мудрым старцем, застывшим в величавом спокойствии.
Пётр Гаврилович Лебединцев - Кафедральный протоиерей Киевского Софийского собора. Церковный историк и археолог, основатель Исторического общества Нестора-летописца, почетный член Киевской духовной академии.
Коли у травні труна з тілом Тараса прибула до Києва, значну частину клопотів з поховання узяв на себе Петро Лебединцев, який був священиком у Подільському Успенському соборі Києва. 20 травня у церкві Різдва Христового на Подолі отець Петро відслужив панахиду за покійним Тарасом. Отець Феофан разом зі своїм братом Петром проводжали земляка в останню путь до пароплава, який доставив прах Шевченка з Києва до Канева.
«Зовнішність отця Петра була настільки виразною, що саме з нього художник Михайло Врубель, під час розпису Кирилівської церкви, вирішив писати одного з апостолів композиції «Зішестя Святого Духа». «По ліву руку Богоматері, другий від неї, благовидний старий із довгою сивою бородою – це кафедральний протоієрей Софійського собору П. Г. Лебединцев, археолог і історик, знавець Візантії, високоосвічена людина».
/Син Адріана Прахова мистецтвознавець Микола Прахов/
По левую руку Девы Марии, третий от неё, (на фото второй слева), в образе апостола Луки, молодой апостол, имеет несомненное сходство с самим Врубелем. По иконописной традиции это место отводилось обычно апостолу Луке, который был не только учеником Христа и евангелистом, но и иконописцем, автором первого живописного образа Богоматери. Символично, что Врубель видит себя на месте Луки, то есть на месте художника-иконописца.
Я із захопленням дивлюся на образи, написані Врубелем і навіть не намагаюся осягнути його далекий загадковий світ, в якому він по-своєму бачив красу і намагався розповісти про неї сучасникам. Новий технократичний світ оточує нас. І я боюся, що тонка нитка Аріадни, що тягнеться до розуміння геніального світу Врубеля, стає все більш примарною і буде втрачена назавжди.
One of the most recognized landmarks in Zion National Park, Court of the Patriarchs reach into the Utah sky. These three photogenic peaks bear the biblical names of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. Towering above Birch Creek Canyon almost 2000 feet, the Court of the Patriarchs represents nearly a full layer of Navajo Sandstone. This exposed sandstone is one of nine Zion rock layers that together span 150 million years of sediment deposits. The Patriarch cliffs represent one of the thickest layers of sediment, making up some of the tallest cliffs in the world. Occasional flash floods in the Virgin River increase water volume by 100 times and bring down tons of loose rock and sand, scouring out new side canyons and re-channeling the river. Here in Zion Canyon this magnificent scenery is always experiencing change, but its subtleties are seldom recognized in such an immense canyon.
One of the most recognized landmarks in Zion National Park, Court of the Patriarchs reach into the Utah sky. These three photogenic peaks bear the biblical names of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. Towering above Birch Creek Canyon almost 2000 feet, the Court of the Patriarchs represents nearly a full layer of Navajo Sandstone. This exposed sandstone is one of nine Zion rock layers that together span 150 million years of sediment deposits. The Patriarch cliffs represent one of the thickest layers of sediment, making up some of the tallest cliffs in the world. Occasional flash floods in the Virgin River increase water volume by 100 times and bring down tons of loose rock and sand, scouring out new side canyons and re-channeling the river. Here in Zion Canyon this magnificent scenery is always experiencing change, but its subtleties are seldom recognized in such an immense canyon.
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One of the most recognized landmarks in Zion National Park, Court of the Patriarchs reach into the Utah sky. These three photogenic peaks bear the biblical names of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. Towering above Birch Creek Canyon almost 2000 feet, the Court of the Patriarchs represents nearly a full layer of Navajo Sandstone. This exposed sandstone is one of nine Zion rock layers that together span 150 million years of sediment deposits. The Patriarch cliffs represent one of the thickest layers of sediment, making up some of the tallest cliffs in the world. Occasional flash floods in the Virgin River increase water volume by 100 times and bring down tons of loose rock and sand, scouring out new side canyons and re-channeling the river. Here in Zion Canyon this magnificent scenery is always experiencing change, but its subtleties are seldom recognized in such an immense canyon.
One of the most recognized landmarks in the park, Zion's Court of the Patriarchs reach into the Utah sky. These three photogenic peaks bear the biblical names of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.
Zion National Park has something indefinable about its beauty. I remember when we were approaching the entrance gate of Zion and I could see the sandstone peaks approaching in the distance, somehow it brought tears to my eyes. But there was one spot within Zion in particular, where we came out of the woods after a long hike, and looking back unexpectedly saw a view, part of which is captured in this photo. It's only a section of the view, the whole area is surrounded by peaks like that, and is called "Court of the Patriarchs". The mountains tower straight up like skyscrapers, and the only way to photograph them is with an ultrawide lens. It was the middle of the day and the light was a bit flat overhead, but I worked with what I had.
Trying to define exactly what it was that hit us at that point is like trying to explain what it is like to be in love, or to experience a feeling of awe, but I will try. I would describe it as a feeling of reverence, for experiencing the overwhelming and ancient beauty of this place, and how insignificant we feel in comparison. And also gratitude, knowing we are so fortunate to stand on this piece of sacred ground, feeling the sun on our skin and the soft cool breeze. Our life is but an instant in the long span of time that has formed such a valley, and it will still be there long after we are gone and forgotten, for others hopefully to enjoy.
We also noticed other people similarly in quiet awe as they emerged from the woods onto this sandy ridge and noticed the surroundings. For a moment, it made us forget everything, every bad thing, all pain, guilt, regrets vanish, and we feel reborn like a child, completely open, accepting and unquestioning, but with the added sense of gratitude that age informs us. It's a feeling I try to hold on to and think back on daily.