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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
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. 💙❓❓
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.
"J'ai ainsi vécu seul, sans personne avec qui parler 'véritablement, jusqu'à une panne dans le désert du Sahara, il y a six ans. Quelque chose s'était cassée dans mon moteur. Et comme je n'avais avec moi ni mécanicien, ni passagers, je me préparai à essayer de réussir, tout seul, une réparation difficile. C'était pour moi une question de vie ou de mort. J'avais à peine de l'eau à boire pour huit jours,
Le premier soir je me suis donc endormi sur le sable à mille milles de toute terre habitée. J'étais bien plus isolé qu'un naufragé sur un radeau au milieu de l'Océan. Alors vous imaginez ma surprise, au lever du jour, quand une drôle de petite voix m'a réveillé. Elle disait :
- S'il vous plaît... dessine-moi un mouton !
- Dessine-moi un mouton...
J'ai sauté sur mes pieds comme si j'avais été frappé par la foudre. J'ai bien frotté mes yeux. J'ai bien regardé. Et j'ai vu un petit bonhomme tout à fait extraordinaire qui me considérait gravement. Voilà le meilleur portrait que, plus tard, j'ai réussi à faire de lui. Mais mon dessin, bien sûr, est beaucoup moins ravissant que le modèle. Ce n'est pas ma faute. J'avais été découragé dans ma carrière de peintre par les grandes personnes, à l'âge de six ans, et je n'avais rien appris à dessiner, sauf les boas fermés et les boas ouverts.
je regardai donc cette apparition avec des yeux tout ronds d'étonnement. N'oubliez pas que je me trouvais à mille milles de toute région habitée. Or mon petit bonhomme ne me semblait ni égaré, ni mort de fatigue, ni mort de faim, ni mort de soif, ni mort de peur. Il n'avait en rien l'apparence d'un enfant perdu au milieu du désert, à mille milles de toute région habitée. Quand je réussis enfin à parler, je lui dis :
- Mais... qu'est-ce que tu fais là ?
Et il me répéta alors, tout doucement, comme une chose très sérieuse :
- S'il vous plaît... dessine-moi un mouton...
Quand le mystère est trop impressionnant, on n'ose pas désobéir. Aussi absurde que cela me semblât à mille milles de tous les endroits habités et en danger de mort, je sortis de ma poche une feuille de papier et un stylographe. Mais je me rappelai alors que j'avais surtout étudié la géographie, l'histoire, le calcul et la grammaire et je dis au petit bonhomme (avec un peu de mauvaise humeur) que je ne savais pas dessiner. Il me répondit :
- ça ne fait rien. Dessine-moi un mouton.
Comme je n'avais jamais dessiné un mouton je refis, pour lui, l'un des deux seuls dessins dont j'étais capable. Celui du boa fermé. Et je fus stupéfait d'entendre le petit bonhomme me répondre :
- Non ! Non ! je ne veux pas d'un éléphant dans un boa. Un boa c'est très dangereux, et un éléphant c'est très encombrant. Chez moi c'est tout petit. J'ai besoin d'un mouton. Dessine-moi un mouton.
Alors j'ai dessiné.
Il regarda attentivement, puis
- Non! Celui-là est déjà très malade. Fais-en un autre.
Je dessinai :
Mon ami sourit gentiment, avec indulgence.
- Tu vois bien... ce n'est pas un mouton, c'est un bélier. Il a des cornes...
Je refis donc encore mon dessin.
Mais il fut refusé, comme les précédents.
- Celui-là est trop vieux. je veux un mouton qui vive longtemps.
Alors, faute de patience, comme j'avais hâte de commencer le démontage de mon moteur, je griffonnai ce dessin-ci.
Et je lançai :
- ça c'est la caisse. Le mouton que tu veux est dedans.
Mais je fus bien surpris de voir s'illuminer le visage de mon jeune juge :
- C'est tout à fait comme ça que je le voulais ! Crois-tu qu'il faille beaucoup d'herbe à ce mouton ?
- Pourquoi ?
- Parce que chez moi c'est tout petit...
- Ça suffira sûrement. je t'ai donné un tout petit mouton.
Il pencha la tête vers le dessin
- Pas si petit que ça... Tiens Il s'est endormi...
Et c'est ainsi que je fis la connaissance du petit prince."
[Le Petit Prince de Saint-Exupéry (Chap. II)]
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Another moon, or painting with light.
For those who ask themselves such questions, no, I am not as small as it seems here.
The moon smiles with his faceless head
and you're miles away
I turn to find back the words you say
to feed the dreams I make
Another answer tried to cope
Question still remains here
Love of a moment took my world away
Will I ever be the same?
But you see the miles just fades away
When I dream of holding you
Relieve my breath a peculiar day
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Dilba
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“La question ne se pose pas. Elle en est absolument incapable : il y a trop de vent.”
Boris Vian
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"The dark spheres glimmered in Richard’s palms like tiny trapped universes, each carrying its destiny sealed in shadows. Before the machine of possibilities, he no longer seemed a man, but a capricious god, able to decide which world deserved to exist and which should fade into oblivion.
The question was not which sphere he would choose, but whether we, mere spectators, could endure living in the universe his fingers decided to set free."
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A volte bastano pochi secondi ed una foto apparentemente da cestinare viene salvata dal primissimo raggio di Sole della giornata che decide di illuminare proprio il treno, mentre la nebbia che nascondeva ogni cosa alla vista si dissolve all'improvviso per rimanere solo quel tanto che basta ad impreziosire la scena.
A nugget from Augustine's The City of God (finished 426 AD), on the never out-of-date question of why bad things happen to good people.
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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.
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.
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Buddha Garden
Under the Harvest Moon
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful friend
Who remembers.
Under the summer roses
When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,
Love, with little hands,
Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories,
And asks you
Beautiful, unanswerable questions.
Written by Siegfried Sassoon
I liked her badge…..”Why does free speech cost so much”… now there’s a question. A jubilee poster in Liverpool one.
What is next? A beloved question my grandpa in law would ask me. He was always prepared for the next wonderful adventure life would bring. So I dare to ask you, “What is next?’. Ponder on what is on the other side of your bridge and get ready for the wonderful adventure that is to come!
Le courage, l'incompréhension, le défi, la tristesse, la peur et pleins d'autres sentiments marquent souvent le regard des gens. Mais que peut-on lire dans les sentiments de cet escargot ?
Entre nous, j'en ai chié pour n'avoir que les deux yeux nets au même moment, mon regard devait être agacé 😅
I loved the dark burgundy section of this tunnel. Being lucky enough to catch the light trail passing through the centre of the frame really adds to it too (and that red glow reflection on the poster!).
Moments prior I had been taking shots just before the tunnel. A couple of guys wandered past and stopped. My heart sank- they were going to engage us in conversation. I always feel so, so awkward as I really just want to take my photographs and be left alone. They were perfectly nice but there were loads of questions about what Michael and I were doing. Anxiety levels increased, embarrassment increased. Argh.
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.
Welcome to New York! You can only wonder who decides what’s necessary noise and what isn’t, can’t you? Which in turn raises the question of subjectivity and objectivity... and who’s to decide that?
An interesting philosophical debate, no doubt. But meanwhile, my simple mind was quite amused by the street sign, which I spotted in Bleecker Street, Greenwich Village – so here it is.
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Berlin, Germany – 2018, November 04
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Standing under an umbrella, shooting off of a tripod poised for the arrival of the empty KCS business train heading south on the Beaumont Subdivision; the weather didn't cooperate as well all had hoped. The train, washed and waxed, crosses a small finger of Lake Vernon as it is bound for Laredo, Texas to meet and welcome aboard its honorary guests from the Canadian Pacific. All part of the song and dance that is a part of the big merger in question. Also to note, this was a rare opportunity with KCS 2 leading the trip south. The trains consist was towed in reverse for KCS 1 to lead the dignitaries for its northbound trip to Kansas City.
The beachfront houses are just tiny spots with the mighty mountains behind them.
This early morning shot was taken in Norway.
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Arctic Norway
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from rilke: “try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. do not look for the answers. they cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. it is a question of experiencing everything. at present you need to live the question. perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer.”
From last summer, never published...
I really like the question mark on her face while she's asking "why do you want my photo??", and in the background ;-)
"Damn, with whom I'm working!" (sort of a translation :) )
Graffiti on a abandoned rail car on an abandoned station on the outskirts of Belgrade.
Macaques de Mandchourie ou "Singes des neiges"
Les macaques japonais sont les seuls singes au monde capables de survivre dans des climats si rudes. En hiver, alors que la neige recouvre les montagnes de Jigokudani, ils plongent avec délectation dans les sources thermales, créant un contraste saisissant entre la blancheur glaciale et la vapeur des onsen.
Cette expérience inédite attire chaque année des milliers de visiteurs fascinés par ces primates intelligents et joueurs.
Le parc de Jigokudani Yaen-koen, ouvert en 1964, a été spécialement aménagé pour offrir aux visiteurs l'opportunité d'observer ces singes de près. Les macaques y ont rapidement trouvé refuge, attirés par la chaleur des sources naturelles et la sécurité de cet environnement protégé. Les chercheurs ont découvert que ces bains ne sont pas seulement une question de confort thermique. Ils jouent également un rôle crucial dans la réduction du stress et la cohésion sociale des groupes de singes.