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Giunti a Borut pochi minuti prima dell'arrivo del regionale per Buzet senza una minima idea di dove poter fotografare tentiamo la carta stazione, dove però troviamo un DM particolarmente scontroso che ci negherà qualsiasi possibilità di scatto.
Costretti quindi ad andarcene nell'unica direzione possibile e cioè verso l'uscita settentrionale della stessa troviamo casualmente questo bel punticino con PL e fabbricato annesso che non sarà certo spettacolare, ma è sempre meglio di una stazioncina ridotta a fermata.
E' doveroso sottolineare come le condizioni estetiche dell'automotrice in questione non fossero proprio quelle rappresentate in foto...:-)
Heute ist mir mal nach Rätselfrage.
Ich weiß was es ist, aber wer weiß es noch?
Falls gleich der Erste, die Lösung weiß, bitte erst ein paar Fragen stellen :-)
Über die Lösung informiert der Text unter dem nächsten Bild
Today I feel like asking a riddle.
I know what it is, but who else knows?
If the first one knows the solution, please ask a few questions first :-)
Informations about answer what this is, you can read under the next picture.
Answer if you want. I saw this question on the net ( not sure who said that) and I really thought it was an interesting question. My answer is No but I still like to go places far away when it is possible.
** thanks Tota for the texture.**
Répondez à cette question si vous voulez. Faut-il aller loin pour trouver des choses intéressantes à photographier? Ma réponse est non mais j'aime quand même aller loin si c'est possible.
Similar to the Eastern Comma, the Question Mark butterfly is a common summer sight in Southern Ontario.
Canatara Park, Sarnia, ON
The theme for Looking Close…on Friday is Clothes Pegs. These are clothes clips that can hook over a railing, fence, or nail, so a clothesline is unnecessary. 💙❓❓
Question Mark Butterfly, Polygonia interrogationis, sipping sap in Cullinan Park, Sugar Land TX.
Happy Wing Wednesday!
27 Oct 2021; 11:30 CDT; Velvia+
Don't just question the instant and its history
Question the need to use punctuation
To indicate the need for information
In an age that was different from now
When facts and alternative facts were not just
A touch away
Question the ruin of us
Who rely on others instead of our own intuition
On digital information over human interaction
Who cannot distinguish the nonfiction from imagination
Who think the opinions of others are more important
Than our own understanding of self.
Question the ruins of creativity
The idea that what you have in your brain
Can't be as good as an AI mechanism
So why get better at something
When you could just zone out and
Not feel anything at all.
When we talk about ruins
We think of physical things so
Let me make it easier for you
Questions the ruins
You still have potential in your brain
You're not done dead yet.
**All photos are copyrighted**
ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ
The city hums beneath her feet, a low, electric murmur that once felt like home but now thrums with the pull of something else, something wilder, untamed. She stands at the edge of a decision, the weight of it pressing against her ribs like a second heartbeat. The wind tugs at the hem of her coat, impatient, whispering in her ear. She exhales, slow and steady, and lets the moment stretch, feeling the sharp thrill of the unknown coil in her stomach. Fear is there, of course - it always is - but she wears it like an accessory, like a shade of lipstick that dares the world to look twice.
She glances once over her shoulder - not out of doubt, but acknowledgment. Of the version of herself she is about to leave, the city that cradled her in certainty, the roads she once walked without question. Then, with a smirk only she understands, she steps forward, in a whole different place. The air shifts. The moment breaks open. And just like that, she is in motion - toward the life that has been waiting for her all along.
Forward is the way.
the yellow-billed spoonbill (Platalea flavipes)
The question is:
How does the spoonbill make a little fish jump into its open mouth?
A biologist's answer is:
The answer lies in its extraordinary spoon.
The spoonbill's answer is:
How? The good Lord knows. I just do it.
The sun is shining and spring is in the air, but there won’t be flowers here for a while yet. I found this photo that I took a couple of years ago and worked on it today. :) If you zoom in and search around, you will find a flower or two in focus... I promise! Lol
For those of you who like music, here’s what I’m currently listening to...
TD: f/4, 1/160 sec, ISO 200, @120 mm
Desde hace tiempo sigo a grandes del minimalismo (luego os pongo enlaces) y desde mi humilde opinión, desde mi desconocimiento, desde mi poca disciplina... deseo lanzar una idea, una duda, quiza una pregunta;
¿Donde está escrito que el minimalismo debe ser limpio?
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I long major minimalism (then you get links), and in my humble opinion, in my ignorance, from my lack of discipline ... I wish to launch an idea, maybe a question;
Where is it written that minimalism has to be clean?
Os invito a ver otra galería, que os gusta bien, que no... tambien. X
This was actually two photos I joined together as you can tell by the different background depths but I do love how they both walk towards me with their tails up like this.
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Other Deets:
Head: Lelutka - Kris
Body: Legacy - Male
Hair: Vango - Carter
Python: The Rezz Room - Animesh Python
If you're curious about the raw shot, you can find it on my BlueSky. Check it out!
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On se pose souvent la question C’est quoi l’amour ? il m’a fallu bien des années avant d’en avoir un avant-goût. Il m’a fallu trainer dans ce monde, à errer souvent sans but précis, sans objectif à part celui de subsister dans un univers hostile. L’humanité à toujours été étrange à mes yeux, et un jour, il y a 5 ans de ça j’ai vu une lueur… Mais voila l’amour il a son timing il m’a fallu attendre un peu avant que tu partages ma vie. Il y a 3 ans tout me menait à toi, et nous avons succombés ensemble à une grande aventure. Partagé nos destins, nos chemins, et là j’ai cru en l’humanité. J’ai trouvé le but de de ma vie et tous mes objectifs se centraient sur toi. Merci à la femme que tu es, tu m’as sauvé de par ton amour et tu me tiens la main chaque jour. Je te dois mes espoirs, ma force, tu m’as donné la stabilité dont j’avais besoin. Tu es la femme qui comble chaque vide que la vie à laisser. Merci pour ces 3 ans qui sont passés comme un coups de vent. Merci pour tout ce bel amour que nous partageons. Tu es ma vie, mon amour.
They usually know where the bathrooms are.
Relax, it's just a bit of humor. Police action in San Jose, California. Resolved peacefully.
Thank you Annette Allor for properly identifying this butterfly for me. When it's wings are open it shows bright orange top wings. When closed the wings resemble a dead leaf. This one is eating on an over ripe Paw Paw fruit. Upper Marlboro, MD
The story behind this image: woke up early to go out and try my luck at some fog photography, and I was lucky because there was a big cloud of fog coming over some surrounding hills so I grabbed my camera, tripod and went out to see what I could find. I had no particular location in mind so it was kind of a challenge, but I was also in a rush because the fog could lift very fast. I found nothing interesting or worth spending time on the composition, rather than look for a better one, so I was driving and looking around when I saw this. There were some branches sticking out of the water and some birds were sitting on them, with fog covering the background very fast. At some point the birds were barely distinguishable. The problem was that they were too far away for me to capture a more detailed shot of them, so I shot this at 140 mm with my kit lens, reaching out as far as I could but still…. I needed a longer lens. So I felt the frustration of seeing a good image but not being able to take it. Instead I went for a minimal image, my first attempt so far.
Question: Would a Sigma 70-200 2.8 have done a better job? I have one but left it at home because it’s big, heavy and bought it mostly for portraits. Let me know what you think because I always think about taking it with me and end up leaving it at home.
My 1979 paperback edition of 'On Photography' which, if nothing else, will make you ask questions about your motivations. Reviews here: www.goodreads.com/book/show/52372.On_Photography Thought I'd show the book with a suitable backdrop, an early-70's Nikon F2S and a cup of Barry's tea.
A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth.
Robert Frost's poem seen through Helios 44M-7 wide-open.
That question was heard several times on our drive through a handful of small towns in Western Pa. on Saturday. When we told people it was a Lamborghini they all said "oh yeah". It's a lot of fun introducing people to the Aventador and seeing there reaction as our group of exotics drove by.
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The droplets from the thrashing tail of the fish form an almost perfect '?' in the air.
This Great Crested Grebe must be a juvenile, I think, as it was relatively unsuccessful in its fishing attempts. Usually, they bring up a fish every 10 - 20 dives. This bird made at least 50 dives before surfacing with the Perch in question.
One has to move carefully when stalking a fishing Grebe - they get easily spooked by movement on the bank and swim away - I have learned to only move whilst they are underwater and remain very still when they are on the surface, even if they are 20 metres away.
With the rumours of the potential demise of Flickr I have been giving some thought to where I might find another place like it ... and I don't have a good answer.
Flickr has been (and hopefully will remain) a place to share and to be inspired unlike any other place I have encountered in 'cyber-space.' Although I have been critical of many of the changes that have been made to the site over the years (and complementary to other changes) I have remained a steadfast participant on an almost daily basis for close to 10 years now. Why? It's simple really ... because of the people I have 'met' here. Many good and some great photographers yes .... but much more importantly many good and some truly great people who ... although we will likely never meet face-to-face ... have been an almost daily part of my life in a small but important way. Flickr managed somehow to successfully mimic a true community and achieved just about the right mix of intensity and casualness of interaction that allows a truly international and marvelously varied group of individuals with a common interest to connect in a very human and supportive way!
To all my Flickr friends (you know who you are) ... without Flickr as a connector we are in real danger of 'losing touch.' I promise I am not a sentimental (old) fool ... I might be rightly accused of being old but I doubt I have ever been tagged as 'sentimental.' I have thoroughly enjoyed our sometimes daily, sometimes weekly, and sometimes less often 'meetings' over the years and don't want to see it gone. The solution escapes me for the moment ... suggestions?
Please feel free to share this 'question' that I pose ... no doubt in the vast number of connections that we have collectively made there is someone with a bright idea. I hope the discussion goes viral and in-so-doing Flickr gets recognized as a worthy 'meeting place' that can be sustained and maybe even made profitable?
- Keefer Lake, Ontario, Canada -
P.S. I don't think Facebook is the answer. :)
www.dpreview.com/news/5785088732/flickr-may-be-up-for-sal...
Light and bright compared to the very dark summer form. Prominent violet scaling on margins especially noticeable on hindwings.
They usually know where the bathrooms are.
I don’t normally place much belief in dreams, but this time it was so powerful I actually got out of bed to start working on it before I forgot. I was “told” that I had to create several images that are black and white (not monochrome) with the emphasis on white, framed, contain people, and a bit of color. Oh yeah, the titles had to start with L, M, F, B, Q, or A (that’s the order I was given). After a couple of days, this collection is what I came up with. I also threw in a couple starting with S and T just for shits and giggles.
The photographs make themselves with my help :-)
Ruth Bernhard
HMM!
sempervivum, 'Jade', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina