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One I took ages ago when we had a trip to Sutton Park
Just looked it up, November 2011.
John Clare.
A few, whom waning toil reprieves,
Thread the forest’s sea of leaves,
Where the pheasant loves to hide,
And the darkest glooms abide,
We went to Deas Island Park this morning. Between a rain and wind storm yesterday which knocked our power out, there was a short reprieve, and then it started pouring again right as we were about to leave. Those moments in between are the ones I cherish.
Beautiful Red squirrel jumping in the rain, this was taken a few weeks ago on my trip to Blairgowrie. We had poor light all day and most photos were unusable however we did get a brief afternoon reprieve and this shot was one of them.
A beautiful field of sunflowers to brighten your day. I took this image at the Biltmore Estate in Asheville, North Carolina a few weeks ago. Tall rows of corn are growing in back of the sunflowers. We came to the Estate for a few days to restore our minds after staying in isolation for months. I was happy as a kid in a candy store snapping pictures everywhere. It was a much needed reprieve. Our self-enforced 2 week quarantine is over and we can now get back out again. Best wishes to all. (Edited in Lightroom and Topaz)
This buckeye is getting a brief reprieve from nature's harsh death sentence, sure to come sooner than later, though we've had an unprecedented warm fall season so far.
This female northern cardinal looks relieved to get a little reprieve from the stormy winter weather she endured earlier in the week. Now we'll see lots of sun and seasonably cold temperatures for the next several days.
Continues to survive the winter here as do several other out-of-season birds. Our yo-yo weather this winter is no doubt helping them as they get a bit of a reprieve from the frigid temps every few days, All were seen within the last day.
St John's NL
I felt alone
until night rose up to greet me
and offered its comfort.
Companionship in solitude
is always a welcome reprieve.
We were alone
together
and that was enough;
Night held onto me
without a word or a touch
but it was there, present,
Its silence was pure
not filtered like my own
It gave me space
yet surrounded me
both protective and open
asking nothing,
Its presence gave me peace.
Kumari
I will be away for a few days as it's the August vacation here. Will be missing all your lovely photography. :(
Where I live, as in many affluent countries the sight of people in numbers comes with cars in almost equal numbers. So natural, attractive places get squalid and polluted.
This is mostly why a small number of us have headed out in these early hours - to hear natural sounds; breathe air and get human space.
This weekend stretches of the sea road have been closed off to motorists. So most of these guys actually got to the sea under their own steam. A couple of months ago I was convinced I would never in my lifetime experience a reprieve from ever increasing and encroaching cars...
If this active approach caught on, I'm sure a bonus would be an increase in our apparently ever dwindling bird (hedgehog, etc) populations.
Just returned from a wonderful trip to Half Moon Bay, CA. Located about 30 minutes south of San Francisco, Half Moon Bay is a coastal town overlooking the Pacific Ocean. The typical temperature is in the 60's for highs and 50's for lows each day. A wonderful reprieve from 90 degree weather with high humidity in Tennessee. This sunset view was taken at the 18th hole at the Ritz Carlton. (Edited in Lightroom, Photoshop and Topaz)
When I think of Iceland, I think of waterfalls and of this mountain. It’s by far one of the most symbolic Icelandic landscapes and was a must shoot for me. Thankfully, I was fortunate enough to shoot it on three occasions with very different conditions.
This was later in the week with the IloveToRoam crew.
Olli, Rosi, Chris and I had left early that morning and driven through some tumultuous weather. We arrived at Kirkjufell with clear skies but before we knew it the snow had rolled in.
I’d all but given up until there was a slight reprieve and in the storm which, within minutes, had completely ceased and I had a brief window of a few minutes to roll off a few frames. Kirkjufell with snow. Tick. 🇮🇸❄️✅
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While waiting for the heavy winds and rains to end in the late afternoon at Cedar Breaks ... as the rain let up I get out of the car to stretch the legs and spotted these Red Deer in the woods along the rim. Temperature was around 56 degrees F at the time. A nice reprieve from the summer heat.
We have had a strange warm spell (it was +20C on Monday) and all of the ice on the lake is gone and all of the snow melted but it is turning cold again ... a short reprieve from our long winter.
- Keefer Lake, Ontario, Canada -
A one day reprieve between two storm systems yielded a sunny day at the coast with big waves. There are many nice beach areas around Yachats (ya - HOTS) but those areas are broken up by areas of rocky banks and cliffs. Great for watching breaking waves.
Just a little reprieve from all the snow pictures. I don't know what flower this is, it came from a November bouquet.
Happy Friday everyone!
Along with many others, this Long-tailed Tit seemed to be enjoying a reprieve yesterday from the rough weather we are having.
Thank you all for your kind responses.
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Well there was nothing Blue about this bay. We have been enduring a heat wave of 38c (100.4F) ( a lot cooler than last years 45c+ (113F+). So I headed to the beach for a cool reprieve, the sunset was insane and the tide was high & aggressive. I got drenched, a welcome cool off before heading back to the hills.
Merry Christmas everyone 🎄
The last crop is in on this early October season. The bins are full everyone is worn and the shadows are long. A short reprieve and then the winter will come.
When Elsie is good and ready. I haven't posted one of Ms. Elsie lately, so here she is enjoying a reprieve from that damn dog of mine. (her words, not mine).
I have been spending more time on my other Flickr site (shameless plug 01: www.flickr.com/photos/131503794@N02/) I had a backlog of scans, so thought I would get those up for all to see. I have also just wrapped up a project for work, (shameless plug 02: vimeo.com/340239058) and am feverishly working to finish another one.
I hope all of you are well, and hopefully the things and people who are trying to dominate your lives are easily distracted by shiny
Oh look, a cat. Happy Caturday. B
Explored Nov. 15th #83
"October's Party"
October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came -
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.
~George Cooper~
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Red rocks, sagebrush and trees of the Dubois/Wind River, Wyoming area.
One of many breathtaking views we experienced everyday as we headed over the Continental divide towards the Grand Tetons range on our daily trek.
As much as I love trees, (nearly all of my friends are trees) it was a welcome reprieve to be able to enjoy the rugged contours of the land, unfettered by thick foliage (here in the Northeast, most every view is obscured by trees), the openness of sky and the grandiose ancient quality of land forms.
Darkroom print on
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400Tx in Rodinal
Today's reprieve from smoke feels so good, even though I know the smoke from surrounding forest fires merely moved elsewhere.
This raptor has recently set up shop in the back forty. I thought perhaps a juvenile Sharp-shinned hawk?
Hope by some miracle all of you, either in the paths of hurricanes, flooding, or other threats, manage to stay safe.
Peace and love ❤️
We had a nice reprieve camping in a warmer climate (that was accompanied by ants and snakes) but enjoyed the change of scenery. We arrived home just in time to get in on another spring snowstorm.
Photo taken April 19, 2021, at LCRA North Shore Lake Park (LCRA is Lower Colorado River Authority - and to clarify, this Colorado River is in not related to the Colorado River that originates in Colorado and empties into the Pacific Ocean)
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Out in the garden patrolling for weeds, I spotted this grass seedhead glowing in a beam of light under the magnolia...I was so taken with the graceful shape and beautiful light, I gave it a few moments reprieve to take a photo
I look over the darkland haze,
And I see so many souls ablaze,
And I feel myself enter the darkland haze,
Detained, as I fail to see the light that points the way.
Retreat to dreams of another day,
Replace trust from along the way,
Define, collate, the thoughts profane,
Don’t look, don’t weep, pray hard to return again.
Holding onto the wasted land,
Holding onto the wasted faith,
Take away the imagery,
And let the hurt lead you on.
Embrace the fire that burns, the flames that shine,
Retrace the steps of Gods that lead to heaven,
Hell in sight, the burning kingdom draws me in,
The angels plead but I’m taken by the promises of sin,
Perverse, undignified, unpure,
Don’t look, don’t weep, pray hard, to go far away.
Fleeting thoughts conjure up the darkest notions,
Plague my dreams and invade my conscious when I’m waking,
Pacify apparitions far and wide that cross my path,
And leave me standing cold and shaking,
Scared and ashamed as I beg for reprieve,
Closed in, condemned, pray hard to return.
Don’t look, don’t weep, go back, go far away.
Holding onto the wasted land,
Holding onto the wasted faith,
Take away the imagery,
And let the hurt lead you on.
Pray Hard.
Used a live trap to catch this little guy in the basement. He had a feast before I set him free.
I would like to thank all of you that have taken the time to view and comment on my photos, it is very much appreciated.
Tina & the Puglets xo
A quartet of EMD standard cabs roll northward on the former Delaware & Hudson between Binghamton and Oneonta with train 253. Canadian Pacific gave EMD fans a good show in 2011-12 with a brief reprieve from filthy G-E widenoses.
Walking through the rainforest of The Otway Ranges today was a welcome if brief reprieve from the fear and uncertainty that has become our daily norm. Stay strong, sane, safe and well everyone.
We are starved for colour here! With temperatures dipping down to -45 Celsius all we see is white, white and more white. We braved the elements and went out into the countryside and this Waxwing zipped by us. I barely got it, but what a delight to see that our frosted world still held colours - even for a brief moment.
Temperatures are climbing and it looks like we will get a much needed reprieve. Yahoo!
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A round of strong afternoon thunderstorms moves east across Larimer County, Colorado, rewarding residents with a late evening rainbow for their troubles.
What a strange thing it is to wake up to a milk-white overcast June morning! The sun is hidden by a thick cotton blanket of clouds, and the air is vapor-filled and hazy with a concentration of blooming scent. The world is somnolent and cool, in a temporary reprieve from the normal heat and radiance. But the sensation of illusion is strong. Because the sun can break through the clouds at any moment . . .What a soft thoughtful time.
-- Vera Nazarian
I nearly threw this plant out a few weeks ago, as it was distinctly underperforming! Then it threw up a few buds and got a reprieve.Now it is covered with these delightful little flowers! I think I will keep it....
I'm revisiting images of the many faces of Keefer Lake, my home. This is a 'redo' of a photo taken in April, 2009. The thickest and strangest fog/mist formed over the ice on the lake in a pastel 'winter blue' I had not seen before. It was like being inside a Salvador Dali painting! Although we often have ice fog we have not had anything quite like this one ever since.
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What follows is a (very) short story of mine written in the same year the photo was made ... the story and the photo seemed related somehow - at least to me?
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'Finding it, solving it, living it.'
Cool blue seemed to describe what he was seeing. It was soon dark and with it he feared he would be left to himself and he knew from experience that was not safe. How to feel it seemed always to be the fundamental problem but there were countless other difficulties that he constantly confronted and tonight seemed no different. Why is it that the ordinary takes priority over the real issue? Laziness, he supposes … do what is in front of you and brighter in your eyes rather than deal with the shadows in your mind, the things that are off to the side.
With the passing of those thoughts the blue was already gone and only patches of grey lined the horizon and shaped the trees and lake in front of him. Black and white would be easier he mused, grey was the problem of course. Joseph had always known that the lake would be the place where he found it and solved it. However, there was little warmth yet and more to be done. It wasn’t a case of deciding where to start because he knew already there was no beginning. He wasn’t even sure if there would be an ending? What to do at any given time about it he had concluded is about energy and attitude and distractions. The right proportions are essential and even distraction is needed in a measured and timely way. He had not seen in any sustained way that magical place … only glimpsing it from time-to-time although that was enough and it kept him coming back. Joseph often claimed that his only enduring trait was curiosity although he was credited by others as having more. He didn’t seem to care or need their praise and usually shrunk from it when it was offered … shyness perhaps, perhaps not? He reasoned that it wasn’t relevant anyway and wouldn’t help with finding it.
Idleness is, a friend of, maybe a prerequisite to the pursuit of it and Joseph had time on his hands now. You had to be sure though that the distractions of idleness didn’t overwhelm the quest. It was too easy to see them as reprieves when really they were quest busters. Peace of mind was not the same as the lack of stress that sometimes accompanies idleness and Joseph believed it was all about finding peace of mind. The glimpses of it had shown him that idleness only provided a useful means for having time to chase after the peace. “Maybe it wasn’t so much as chase, as follow” Joseph concluded. Curious people are often alone with their thoughts and comfortable in them. Thinking is not being idle although it might appear to be that to those observing.
MJH (2009)
HFF! An oldie but a goodie and a small reprieve from all this hot weather, even if it is just a visual cool down! It was a beautiful ice storm that we had that year and finally when it stopped I remember I just HAD to get out and explore. We got lost and I couldn't even begin to try and remember how we got to this barn now. It's a beautiful one. I hope everyone has a great weekend!
The Golden Key to a Deep Secret Paradise (and you'll see why in early Spring of 2022)...Crane Creek on a sunny Autumn afternoon from the Cheohee Road Bridge, Sumter National Forest, Tamassee, South Carolina
take a picture of it, hold the camera to it. Look again when it’s safe.
Graham Swift
Ukraine Matters! Peace Now!
contorted flowering quince, 'Contorta' j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
A burn pile smoking across the bay made for some interesting shooting.
Explore #49 - February 19, 2009
The birds get a tasty meal of Ticks. The young Whitetail enjoys a short reprieve from the misery of infestation.
Who but God could paint the evening sky
And use a brush that is a fiery torch?
Tonight, the garish sunset makes me high
In awe, I stand and watch it from my porch
Who but God could make the insects sing?
Cicadas droning on with their night song
Still better yet, to sing with legs and wings
Tonight, their cousin crickets sing along
Who but God could hang the moon and stars?
Each star a wish, the moon a silent friend
To light our nights as we live our memoirs
To pull the tides and push them back again
And yet, I understand, some don't believe
Who but God can grant them their reprieve?
By: Daniel Turner