Pilgrimages - Spiritual
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The Pilgrimage Church of Wies (German: Wieskirche)
is an oval rococo church, designed in the late 1740s by brothers J. B. and Dominikus Zimmermann, the latter of whom lived nearby for the last eleven years of his life.
It is located in the foothills of the Alps, in the municipality of Steingaden in the Weilheim-Schongau district, Bavaria, Germany.
@Wikipedia
Just returning from our annual Pilgrimage to Tofino where a shorebird festival is hosted every year. My husband and I decided to keep our plan to go even if the weather forecast had shifted at the last minute and wildlife photography opportunities were going to be limited. This time the forecast was right and we sure had a load of rain and fog. But, Tofino rain or shine or fog is still Tofino.... I know that these distant shots are not as popular as close-up but I like to take them.... It is always a challenge to try a full frame on these scenes of wildlife in their habitat. Here is a marble godwit (left) with a Whimbrel (right) .... We have been visiting Tofino for several years and we always find practically at the same location a pair of Whimbrels with one solitary godwitt hanging around together... never the other way around.... makes me wonder if they are the same birds, like us, on their annual pilgrimage to Tofino :) . The irony of it all is that while we were away, Victoria had a real windfall of shorebirds of all kinds. As many as 30 Whimbrels among other things showed up at the Victoria Golf Course.... that is life I guess :) I will be posting more from Tofino over the next couple of days.
The first view of a pilgrim at his way to the monastery of Andechs (Bavaria).
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Croagh Patrick is a mountain and an important site of pilgrimage in County Mayo, Ireland.
From ancient times pilgrims have climbed the mountain barefoot, as an act of penance.
I felt in need of a great pilgrimage, so I sat still for three days and God came to me. Only in the Heart can one experience the divine presence of truth.
- Kabir
It is always with a sense of anticipation when I visit one of my favourite churches. If I have not been for a while I will often feel a 'calling' to return.
The atmosphere of the church will envelop me and I know I have to go.
This church is St. Mary's, and is only a ten minute walk from where I live. This day I walked a different way, through a small park, and the morning light lit up the pampas grass.
I am going to add on a thank you here to everybody who has supported me on Flickr. With this third batch of images that I have uploaded, this image being the first of those, I have done this with more confidence this time round because of all your support. Nobody really saw my images except my partner, my parents, and a couple of close friends, for over 25 years. I worked in isolation, never really thinking it was good enough. Things changed when I lost some members of my family under difficult circumstances, and to save my heart I picked up my camera again on the advice of a gentle man of faith. I am grateful to him, and I wish to say a big thank you to all of you.
Thank you, all, Shelley.
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We visited Roseberry Topping and Newton Woods, today, on our annual pilgrimage to see the beautiful natural display of Bluebells. Walking up through the trees, we could hear a Cuckoo and the flowers were at their very best.
Good Friday was true to its name as it was the first time I've been out Lightpainting for what seems like an age.
Phill F was up North and asked if I'd like to accompany him on a nocturnal meet up at the singing ringing tree, up in the hills overlooking Burnley. This place has been on my radar for ages and I feel bad for not diving the 40 minutes to shoot it sooner.
Phill took up position and held still whilst I side lit the tree. Next I went behind him for a swift waft of the net curtains lit using the lightpaintingbrushes universal adaptor and orange gel brining the fire.
We got lucky with the wind direction blowing the clouds as if some kind of energy was exploding from his head.
Top night in top company and such a cool location.
Happy days.
Katjenka said: "Show me a picture has particularly moved you on, a picture touches you from the bottom of your heart up to this night." I did it, and showed her this one from this year. "Now out with it!", these are her words.
It is from the days after the ascension, in a place of small pilgrimages. There were three of us and we ´ve had a good time. Yes, the weather wasn´ t our friend and played its own role. But there were things are much more important. May those times never be in question.
For the freaks: main thing was ColasRail BR232-408 owned by Skinest Rail A.S. and on left ID´s BR232-502 was still waiting for keep up her(!) load by / out of the yard.
This is my second favourite from yesterday's light extravaganza in Upper Padley.
Looks like a still from a film I feel.
Make of it what you will.
Happy days.
The low-angle light of late afternoon on a winter's day splashes brightly on the red-rock fins comprising the Devil's Garden, Arches National Park, Utah. In the distance, freshly fallen snow coats the La Sal Mountains.
I have walked this trail many times, and I hope to walk it many more. Visiting this particular place and taking in this view has become a pilgrimage of sorts. I find it most arresting in winter, as the combination of snow, red rock, and rich light makes the spirit buoyant and the mind rooted to the present. It is also difficult to comprehend that our family walked this route when our boys were tiny, and now the oldest is about to finish his senior year and venture out to college in 2023. At times, thoughts like these overwhelm me with maudlin sentimentality, though I am grateful for all of it. With this light, I raise a metaphorical glass and a toast to the new year: may its twists and turns be rich with unexpected adventure, and may our sorrows and griefs keen only because we are filled with love.
Happy new year!