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Can’t decide which one of these I like better. One of them will be my photo for the day. Was cleaning out basement and noticed the late afternoon light coming through the window. Had to try to get a shot of it.
Day 11 of 365
From the car park it is an enjoyable walk of about 45min until you reach the glacier arm Nigardsbreen / Norway.
Osprey of Sea Bright, NJ
The Osprey (Pandion haliaetus), sometimes known as the Sea Hawk, Fish Eagle or Fish Hawk, is a diurnal, fish-eating bird of prey. It is a large Raptor, reaching more than 24 inches (60 cm) in length and a 71 inches (180 cm) wingspan. It is brown on the upper parts and predominantly greyish on the head and under parts, with a black eye patch and wings. In 1994, the osprey was declared the provincial bird of Nova Scotia, Canada.
For more info: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Osprey
The 2016 Osprey Project in New Jersey:
Shinku is reaching out with in Nature to find little Calista has ran off too and stop the child before she loses another Child to the darkness.
But what Shinku dose not know is the little tag along that is following close behind her in secret!
Kerrs Reach on a very cold and dark June day with a Flickr/Blip friend. 2018 Christchurch New Zealand.
Info on Kerrs Reach: www.peelingbackhistory.co.nz/kerrs-reach/
Corno del Renon prides itself with the prettiest 360° view in South Tyrol - and rightly so! “For who wishes to see all of Tyrol at one sight shall climb these heights”, thus wrote Ludwig Purtscheller, mountaineer of the later 19th century, about Rittner Horn/Corno del Renon. And, if you’ve ever experienced the vastness that opens in front of you up there, if you’ve ever felt that rush of goosebumps at the sight of so much unfiltered beauty, you will surely agree with Purtscheller: The view at the top here reaches 360° to the horizon and back - absolutely open, clear and unobstructed. The onlooker’s eyes roam from the Dolomites - UNESCO World Heritage Site – spreading in one arch from southeast to south, over the summits of Peitlerkofel/Sass de Putia to the Geißlerspitzen/Gruppo delle Odle peaks, to Schlern/Sciliar and further on over Rosengarten/Catinaccio to Latemar all the way to Schwarzhorn/Corno Nero and Weißhorn/Corno Bianco.
Corno del Renon гордится самым красивым видом на 360 ° в Южном Тироле - и это правильно! «Ибо тот, кто хочет увидеть весь Тироль с одного взгляда, поднимется на эти высоты», - так писал Людвиг Пурчеллер, альпинист конца 19-го века, о Риттнер-Хорн / Корно-дель-Ренон. И, если вы когда-либо испытывали необъятность, которая открывается перед вами там, если вы когда-либо чувствовали прилив гусиной кожи при виде такой нефильтрованной красоты, вы наверняка согласитесь с Пурччеллером: вид сверху здесь достигает 360 ° к горизонту и обратно - абсолютно открытый, чистый и беспрепятственный. Глаза наблюдателя бродят от Доломитовых Альп - объекта всемирного наследия ЮНЕСКО - простираются в одной арке с юго-востока на юг, над вершинами Пейтлеркофель / Сасс-де-Путия до вершин Гейслерспитцен / Группо делле Одле, до Шлерна / Шилиар и далее по Розенгартену / Катиначчо до Латемара вплоть до Шварцхорна / Корно Неро и Вайсхорна / Корно Бьянко.
The clouds parted for just long enough..
Having not used my camera while ill, and learning to use the MPC ONE (music gear), im a bit out of practice... but happy with this for a handheld shot. (gate assisted!)
With the elegance of a ballerina
Two branches emerge from the melting ice
As if they might take part in the renewal
Reaching toward Spring
On a pristine February day, with snow still piled high, I decided to bundle up, and brave a trip to the arboretum only to find that the entire west side was closed. I was able to park close by there though, and walk in. Only a few others were there. Some small streams were poking their way through the deep drifts. I found a Red-Tailed Hawk on the ground having a lunch of squirrel tartare on ice. Lake Marmo had frozen solid, and there were footprints going all the way across it - mostly animal tracks, and despite the signs warning to stay off the ice, some human footprints too.
As I made my way uptoward Sterling Pond, I was looking at the patterns of sun and shade on the melting ice of the connecting stream, and found these two, downed branches poking up through the barely melted ice, creating some beautiful shapes, and fascinating ice boundaries. I moved around for some different perspectives, and realized the two appeared to be intertwining. I moved closer, stepping into the knee deep snow drifts next to tall stream bank - being very careful since I could not see exactly where the steep edge was. I got as close as I dared, and then leaned out to get this interplay between the two branches, the melting ice, animal tracks, the reflected woods and sky. A nice moment.
I later shaped this image - bringing out the colors, emphasizing the halo of light, the reflections, the edges of the ice. To add to the ethereal quality, I used custom texturizing brushes to bend the edges of the image toward that look, although I ended up using only a tiny bit of that in this work.
I hope Spring, and a new awakening is starting to appear where ever you are!
Given the unfinished state of the new brand Forth Road bridge there was no way I was going pass an opportunity up to shoot this as once it's finished you cannot repeat this shot, another bout of rainstorms had appeared and one can be seen on the far shoreline at Dalmeny touching down, a break on the North Queensferry side allowed for this to be taken before it poured down yet again for the umpteenth time so I was really lucky to be able to get this in a tiny window of opportunity between the storms.
The work that is going into this is huge and it's very impressive stood below watching from the shoreline.
One of my favourite images from a fantastic morning on the shores of Ullswater. Conditions were perfect with soft sunlight, mist and still water. What more could you ask for?
Just got back from a wonderful trip to Florida. Lots of birds, sun and an occasional bunny - here, a marsh rabbit.
As luck would have it, my new 800mm PF lens arrived on May 2nd, and all I can say is WOW!!!!. It's lightweight and incredibly sharp, even with teleconverters attached. This image is full frame - no crop.
I've got lots of sorting to do and I'm anxious to share some of our awesome adventure.
Thanks so much to everyone who takes the time to view, like or comment on my photos!
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Currie St, Adelaide.
Architecture around Adelaide. I never tire of finding new wonders or reaquainting with old ones.
Hot liquid magma reaching out from underneath the crust. There is a new volcano now in Spain.
Wish I could go, but too busy with work. Search Youtube for "Spain Volcano Live" and you'll see it is another great show.
Geldingadalir Volcano, Iceland, April 2021
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Elysian Park
Los Angeles, CA
04-25-21
Reaching up into the celestial skies
Seems always the answer to all hows and whys
My needs are petty when I give in and release
One with the trees and the clouds and at peace
100 focus in-camera stack.
Cosmos bipinnatus, commonly called the garden cosmos, Mexican asteror cosmea, is a medium-sized flowering herbaceous plant in the daisy family Asteraceae, native to the Americas. The species and its varieties and cultivars are popular as ornamental plants in temperate climate gardens. Cosmos bipinnatus is an annual that is often considered half-hardy, although plants may reappear via self-sowing for several years. The plant height varies from 0.61–1.83–2.74 m. The cultivated varieties appear in shades of pink and purple as well as white. The branched stem is usually densely to occasionally occupied by fine, split up, rough trichomes, but some specimens are completely hairless. The petiole itself is inconspicuous, winged, 10 (rarely to 15) mm long, and sometimes the leaves are almost sessile. The very conspicuous cup-shaped inflorescences have a diameter of usually 5–7 cm and contain tongue and tubular flowers, which are surrounded by bracts. There are usually 8 outer bracts, and they are ovate to lanceolate-tail-shaped, 7-15 mm long, 3-5 mm wide. The inner bracts are ovate-lanceolate and 8-12 mm long. They are translucent with many black stripes and a clear edge up to 1 mm wide, sometimes with yellowish or pink pigments, the tip is ciliate. The sprout leaves have gold-yellow, thread-like tips and protrude between the tubular flowers. The broadened base of these spreader leaves is translucent, with a yellow line. The mostly eight ray florets are pink to violet or white colored, at the base may show noticeable stains caused by anthocyanin. The tongues are reversely ovate shaped, have a length of usually 20-35 mm and a width of usually 12-20 mm. The tips are almost dull and have three broad, wavy teeth. Below that, they are greatly rejuvenated. In the center of the flower baskets is a large number of tubular flowers (also called disc florets), whose overgrown petals are yellow, turn white in the lower part and reach a length of 5-6 mm. The anthers are brownish-black and about 3 mm long, at the tips are short-triangular, translucent attachments with a length of 0.5-0.8 mm. The branches of the stylus are short and rather dull, with a length of 0.5 mm.
storytime with a twist. hope you enjoy.
the rain hammered down in sheets, the wind howling between the buildings, tugging at my clothes as i stood at the mouth of the alley. my shoes sloshed in the puddles, the chill of the night sinking into my bones. i checked the note again, my hand trembling. the address was clear, but something about this place—something about this night—felt wrong.
i had followed the directions exactly. left turn, right turn, down the alley. the light at the end flickered, barely visible through the misty downpour. the location had seemed strange on the map, tucked away in a forgotten part of town, but the recommendation had been strong. he can help, they’d said. he knows things.
but now that i was here, i wasn't so sure. the walls of the alley seemed to close in around me, and the flickering light from the sign only highlighted the shadows. everything felt... off. my heart pounded against my chest.
i glanced down the alley again. no one else. no signs of life. was i the only one stupid enough to come out on a night like this?
i took a deep breath, trying to steady myself, and pressed forward. a rusted door stood at the far end, half-hidden in shadows. i reached for the handle, my fingers cold and slick from the rain. with a quick glance over my shoulder—just to make sure i wasn’t being followed—i pulled it open. i made it on time at least...
to be continued...
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These wind turbines turn in unison reaching skyward as the the morning sun also glows it's magnificence !
Pushing on that trigger is like pulling magic into my very soul...Darrell.
Have a safe and magnificent day dear flickr friends !