Pilgrimages
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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.
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.
REMEDIOS DE PAMPANGA, CORONADA
Pilgrimage ng mgkakapatid sa Pampanga at sa Sta. Maria, Bulacan-(Ulet-hahah)--March 9, 2008
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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All shots of this series done with Leica M8 plus Voigtlander AS 2.8/90 wide-open. The location is one of Hertfordshire's garden centres (which, as I have told you before, I do regard as one of our barometers gauging the status of contemporary culture). This time, I had the chance of talking things through with one of the managers of the centre. First, the garden centre acquires and exhibits sculptures (and almost all sorts of them) because customers buy them. No surprise here, but as well no explanation as why they do so. Two, and importantly, the centre displays the sculptures according to visual criteria (difference of colour, background, focal or points of attraction). Three, the sculptures (as stand alone figures or in clusters) are located on critical junctions of the passage way through the centre. All this, in my view, creates a semi-sacred topography where customers (believers in the regeneration and wholeness of nature) perambulate as if on a procession. The content and individuality of any specific religion does not seem to matter, however, a general and undefined kind of spirituality does.
original photographs, snapseed, procreate, apple pencil— includes six figures from the union street sculptors’ ‘under wraps’ group sculpture, photographed at the 10th palmer sculpture biennial in 2022
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!
Chanctonbury Ring is a prehistoric hill fort atop Chanctonbury Hill on the South Downs, on the border of the civil parishes of Washington and Wiston in the English county of West Sussex. A ridgeway, now part of the South Downs Way, runs along the hill.
After its final abandonment around the late fourth century AD, the hill fort remained unoccupied save for grazing cattle until a mid-18th-century landowner planted a ring of beech trees around its perimeter to beautify the site. They became a famous local landmark until largely being destroyed in the Great Storm of 1987. Periodic replanting on a number of occasions to replace old or destroyed trees has afforded archaeologists the opportunity to carry out a series of excavations which have revealed much about the history of the site.
It was certainly worth visiting, very enjoyable indeed. I found this particular group of trees fascinating, like a mother and her children.
Standard iPhone shot, tickled in Snapseed on iPad Pro.
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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.
All shots of this series done with Leica M8 plus Voigtlander AS 2.8/90 wide-open. The location is one of Hertfordshire's garden centres (which, as I have told you before, I do regard as one of our barometers gauging the status of contemporary culture). This time, I had the chance of talking things through with one of the managers of the centre. First, the garden centre acquires and exhibits sculptures (and almost all sorts of them) because customers buy them. No surprise here, but as well no explanation as why they do so. Two, and importantly, the centre displays the sculptures according to visual criteria (difference of colour, background, focal or points of attraction). Three, the sculptures (as stand alone figures or in clusters) are located on critical junctions of the passage way through the centre. All this, in my view, creates a semi-sacred topography where customers (believers in the regeneration and wholeness of nature) perambulate as if on a procession. The content and individuality of any specific religion does not seem to matter, however, a general and undefined kind of spirituality does.
moment factory’s ‘light cycles’ in the adelaide botanic gardens
illuminate festival, adelaide, south australia
( my 91st photo to make ‘explore’ )
Wilparting
is a district of the Upper Bavarian village of Irschenberg and is an ancient pilgrimage site on the same Irschenberg
@ Wikipedia
NOT taken by Canon:-))