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I realized that I never posted any finished pillow shots (well, except for this snippet), so here they are! We've been using these every day and love them lots.
From top to bottom, they're backed in Mendocino seahorses, teal polka dots, and orange-on-cream flowers.
If I were to do these again, I'd bind them all in the blue on blue echino fabric. I actually bought extra fabric to bind the third pillow but the dyelot was a bit off, so I didn't use it. Also, the linen is gorgeous but it attracts everything - lint, cat fur, kelly hair, everything.
Pillow tops: hexagon, string pieced, stripes.
I didn’t realize that the pronghorn antelope is an original “native American”. It has no close relative on this or any other continent. We spotted this pair alone—separated from the herd—and the male was a bit lame. Although he had seen better days, the female was sticking close by him, waiting patiently as he slowly followed her across the stream and up the hill.
Carrizo Plains
I wanted to clean up what looked like dead pixels from the previous post. I realize my post work sucks with these shots but I will learn from it and get better.
As I ventured out to Palouse Falls to catch some Milky way shots I ran into a bit of bad weather. But not the bad that leaves you drenched with a shiver. This was more of a tingling with delight because the hairs on the back of your neck won't go down kind of bad! If you could even call it bad, maybe my choice of words didn't describe the awesomeness of this weather! haha ok enough, I had to wait for this two hour storm to pass by. It was my first time shooting lightning and at a difficult scene at that! I eventually got the hang of it and kept firing until it died off and I got what I came for. The milky way shined bright with a layer of clouds holding it up! Check out my previous post of the stars!
I realized that I missed some important (and particularly shiny) details of this legendary car, so I decided to include them here. I also color matched the roof. The whole thing seems to "flow" a little better with these changes, so I think I'll leave it like this!
wow, just realized its been ten days since I experienced this glorious sunset in New Westminster. Every time garbage day rolls around I inevitably say, but it was just a few days ago, and my smartypants husband says, yes, it was, SEVEN days ago, which actually isn't that many in my book. Its good that I photograph everyday so I can look and see what I've been up to. Today it is bright overcast and sun is on its way according to the experts, which will be appreciated, just as long as its not really hot, I wilt in hot :)
I’m realizing there are a lot of really cool people on flickr in the SoCal area. From the OC up to the VC, I probably know 20 people who I would consider close enough to meet up (in a public place). So who wants to have a big group meet sometime in November? That should give you all enough time to make plans. I know a couple studios we could meet at, or the beach, or a dodgy cantina. Come on locals, what do you say? OR, we could put on a big ‘ol seminar. Those people who do portraits could show the group tips/techniques on that. Those who do HDR, show us HDR. Babies, sports, sunsets, cars, food… just an all day seminar/workshop/meet-up of people helping people. Then we all get sushi.
It’s Friday, so that means it’s time to loosen the belt a little bit and have some fun this weekend. The days are getting shorter, and the nights a little colder. Now I don’t go out much anymore (ie ever) but my brother last week asked/invited me to go back to my old hometown of Agoura and photograph his friends band. They were nice enough to sport me a beer. I used to go to this place, but now.. I just felt old. I saw the kids the way they dressed, acted, talked… it was almost too funny. I too got a little crazy and ended up having beer goggles by the end of the night (see below). This weekend I have a wedding and an engagement session, so probably not as crazy. I’m going to keep shooting in RAW, and processing in Lightroom. I think I’m getting the hang of this “photography” thing.
More details on this newborn shoot on yesterday's photo or on my updated blog
Peace out homeslice
I recently realized it was possible to connect an espresso plate 32828 to a bar with prongs 68211 through its Ø1,5mm hole, and thought it would be a good starting point to build a tree.
Only four different elements are required, so it's a quite simple design, but the end result looks pretty good and natural in my opinion. However it's a tad fragile as it's based on a delicate way of attaching the parts so you have to be careful when you build it.
I used tan elements for the trunk and branches but reddish brown and black can be used as well.
Little Red Rooster-Personally, I think chickens are some of the most beautiful birds on earth. But I realize most people don't have the same opinion. I guess there just to ordinary for most folks.
God created chickens as mans most perfect food, they have everything you need to sustain a healthy life. Which is the reason here in the New America, they are always under attack. Because if it's a necessary food the don't want it ingested by humans. That said, I love chickens and their eggs.
So eat em' while you can before the government finds a good excuse to have them all executed as a public health hazard.
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SALVATION THROUGH FAITH IN JESUS CHRIST - ALONE!
12 Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to men by which we must be saved."
❤️❤️ IT'S ALL JESUS AND NONE OF OURSELVES! ❤️❤️
16 I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the SALVATION of everyone WHO BELIEVES: first for the Jew, then for the Gentile. 17 For in the gospel a RIGHTEOUSNESS FROM GOD IS REVEALED, a righteousness that is by FAITH FROM FIRST TO LAST, just as it is written: "THE RIGHTEOUS WILL LIVE BY FAITH." (Romans 1:16-17)
16 KNOW that a man is NOT justified by observing the law, but by FAITH IN JESUS CHRIST. So we, too, have put our faith in Christ Jesus that we may be JUSTIFIED BY FAITH in CHRIST and NOT by observing the law, BECAUSE BY OBSERVING THE LAW NO ONE WILL BE JUSTIFIED. (Galatians 2:16)
1. Now, brothers, I want to remind you of the gospel I preached to you, which you received and on which you have taken your stand. 2. BY THIS GOSPEL YOU ARE SAVED, if you hold firmly to the word I preached to you. Otherwise, you have believed in vain.
3. For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, 4. that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures, 5. and that he appeared to Peter, and then to the Twelve. 6. After that, he appeared to more than five hundred of the brothers at the same time, most of whom are still living, though some have fallen asleep. 7. Then he appeared to James, then to all the apostles, 8. and last of all he appeared to me also, as to one abnormally born.
9. For I am the least of the apostles and do not even deserve to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. 10. But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me was not without effect. No, I worked harder than all of them--yet not I, but the grace of God that was with me. 11. Whether, then, it was I or they, this is what we preach, and this is what you believed. (1 Corinthians 15:1-11)
7. Therefore Jesus said again, "I tell you the truth, I am the gate for the sheep. 8. All who ever came before me were thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not listen to them. 9. I am the gate; whoever enters through me WILL BE SAVED. He will come in and go out, and find pasture. 10. The thief comes only to STEAL and KILL and DESTROY; I have come that they may have LIFE, and have it to the FULL. (John 10:7-10)
1 Brothers, my heart's desire and prayer to God for the Israelites is that they may be saved. 2 For I can testify about them that they are zealous for God, but their zeal is not based on knowledge. 3 Since they did not know the righteousness that comes from God and sought to establish their own, they did not submit to God's righteousness. 4 Christ is the end of the law so that there may be righteousness for everyone who believes.
5 Moses describes in this way the righteousness that is by the law: "The man who does these things will live by them." 6 But the righteousness that is by faith says: "Do not say in your heart, 'Who will ascend into heaven?'" (that is, to bring Christ down) 7 "or 'Who will descend into the deep?'" (that is, to bring Christ up from the dead). 8 But what does it say? "The word is near you; it is in your mouth and in your heart," that is, the word of faith we are proclaiming: 9 That if you confess with your mouth, "Jesus is Lord," and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. 10 For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you confess and are saved. 11 As the Scripture says, "Anyone who trusts in him will never be put to shame." 12 For there is no difference between Jew and Gentile--the same Lord is Lord of all and richly blesses all who call on him, 13 for, "Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved." (Romans 10:1-13)
Jesus came to bring spiritual LIFE to the spiritually dead and set the captives FREE! FREE from RELIGION, ERROR and outright LIES, so WE might serve THE LIVING GOD! In SPIRIT and in TRUTH!
So you'll KNOW, and not think you're to bad for God to love. The Christian LIFE isn't about how good WE are, because NONE of us are! It's about how GOOD JESUS IS! Because JESUS LOVES US, so much he died in our place and took the punishment for all of our sins on himself. The wages of sin is DEATH, and Jesus took the death WE so richly deserved for us and died in our place. The good news is, there's no more punishment for sin left. WE, you and I were all born forgive as a result of the crucifixion of God himself on the cross that took away the sins of the whole world. All we have to do is believe it, and put your Faith in the finished work of Jesus Christ. That my friends is REAL UNCONDITIONAL LOVE! YOU ARE LOVED. ❤️ ✝️ ❤️
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Realizing at 8pm that I had not taken my photo of the day, I wondered around the property and the front of the house gardens inspired me.
I realize this is difficult to read placed at this angle, but if I position it any differently, then the dot over the lower case I ends up resembling a bullet, which is the very last thing I want.
Realized I never showed the full collection on here. Next step is building permanent water-effect bases so I can safely display the models at conventions lol
I realize that this may be pushing it a little...OK..it's pinkish...but Chris Rock ??
You tell me...Ruby is tickled pink ;-))
I realize these types of shots might be repetitive and not terribly original as far as ideas go, but these are the ideas I've been having and they reflect how I'm feeling.
So if I'm feeling happy, dainty, soft and sweet, I don't think repetitiveness is going to get me down :)
I have been drawing a lot of fancy feet lately, and I think my photos have a lot to do with that. So I'm gonna keep rolling with it until something else takes over my imagination. Besides, I usually hate my feet, so let's celebrate the fact that my feet are helping produce some of my favorite photos!
edit!! (7/52) (X2) - I just realized.. somehow I unintentionally did week 7..twice. I've been busy and a lot on my mind these past few weeks.. with my Aunt and all. But my mind is BLOWN.. How did I do the "weather" subject two times?? LOL
Guess.. I really had a lot on my mind.
Okay so I got one photo for snow.. and one for rain.
Silly me.
I'll do my "literature" week 8 subject on Thursday hopefully!
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Photo for both of my photo challenges!!
*52 Week's: Week 7: Subject: WEATHER.
*100x-2021 Edition. Subject: 100 Photos from my Favorite Places to take Photographs in Southern New Jersey, USA : This location is my backyard... (again)- in Atlantic County, New Jersey! Mays Landing.
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>>The weather today was VERY surprising!
The weather people had been talking about how Monday night into Tuesday how we were going to have freezing rain. I was concerned and actually decided to reschedule a couple of things, yesterday. (After all of this crazy winter weather lately, and a couple of scares -driving in the snow & ice.. I'm really trying to avoid driving in it.)
-Anyhoo, I woke up this morning.. drank my coffee.. and I was still waking up... when it was time to let Reese (the fur-baby) outside to do her business.
When I opened the door and let her out, I was overcome by ..well.. almost excitement!!
>>The warmer wind hit me and I was in disbelief. I went back to the bedroom & told Juan that it felt really warm outside.. It was a little damp on the ground - but it didn't feel like it should be "ice rain", like everyone was getting ready for.
So I went back to check the thermometer and check to see if Reese was ready to come back inside..It was OVER 50 DEGREES!! & Not raining.. Mild drizzle on and off.. but nothing like they had predicted!
I have come to the point in my life, with everyone going on anymore.. where I've decided NOT to watch FakeNews anymore, so I don't even check the weather. I ask people, or just open the door and see what the temperature is before we decide how we're dressing that day, etc. - That's just my personal thing. I'd rather not get into it.. This is my photography site. :)
But, yes. Weather is a VERY interesting and unpredictable theme! (So I love the idea.)
I was ACTUALLY planning on shooting my "weather" photo this Thursday when the "snow comes". - Who knows... if it will. So I decided to just take some photos today, just in case.. (if it doesn't snow.. I'd rather have SOMETHING!)
I'm so grateful that I went outside and took a bunch of photos this morning..
I took SO many WONDERFUL images today! I am so happy with them all, and I really cannot WAIT to share them! SOOO, in the next coming weeks.. Keep an eye out! I'll be adding new photos every so often.. :)
I hope and pray that you all are doing WELL!
I'm heading over now to return your comments and check out all of your wonderful photographs!
*Take care of yourselves & HAPPY PICTURE-TAKING!! :D
These are some of the pictorial contemplations during the 37 day retreqat from all news sources...testing the ignorance is bliss theory, and realizing what Robert Heinlein Said many years ago: Obsessive news watching is a psychosis.
I realize that this picture is quite different from the ones that I have been posting for the past few weeks. It shows a side of me that most of my Flickr contacts have not seen, and that many will find difficult to understand, especially in Europe. Today is the start of another College Football Season in the American South.
In a few hours, in Athens, Georgia, home of my Alma Mater, the University of Georgia, over 92,000 people will assemble at Sanford Stadium from all over the country to brave the mid-day heat for the first of 12 regular season, Fall Saturday games. If preseason predictions are accurate and the team escapes injuries and other misfortunes, it will then play in early December for the Southeastern Conference Championship in Atlanta, and if the stars really align favorably, the Bulldogs, or “Dawgs”, as they are called by most of their fans, will play for a National Championship in Miami on January 8.
Today will also mark the end of one era, and the beginning of another. In June, the team’s beloved mascot, Uga VI, (pronounced “ughh-uh”) died peacefully in his sleep after serving the team for nine full seasons. The picture that I have posted is a shot of the official commemorative photo that was handed out at the 1999 South Carolina game, which we were fortunate enough to attend with our son and daughter in law.
The tradition of having a purebred white English Bulldog serve as the team mascot began in the 1950’s. For that entire time, the Seiler family of Savannah has selected and supplied the anointed canine, and has traveled to each game with him. In the 1990’s, his grandfather, Uga V, appeared in the movie “Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil”, and another was named America’s Best Mascot by Sports Illustrated magazine. Today Uga VII will be unveiled. Here is the official university press release:
ATHENS, Ga. --- The seventh in the Uga line of Georgia mascots will be introduced to the Georgia people on Saturday, Aug. 30, during pre-game ceremonies of the Bulldogs’ season opener against Georgia Southern. “Loran’s Best” will officially become “Uga VII,” when he is introduced for the first time to the Sanford Stadium crowd prior to the 12:34 p.m. kickoff. He will be escorted onto the field by members of the Frank W. “Sonny” Seiler family of Savannah who have owned the continuous line of mascots since Uga I took up the mantle in 1956.
Uga VII’s coronation will become official when UGA President Dr. Michael F. Adams slips the new red leather spike collar over his head during the ceremony at midfield. He succeeds his father, Uga VI, who passed away in June of this year. Uga VII will be escorted onto the field by Charles Seiler and two Seiler grandchildren: Margaret Story and Sara Thompson. At 56 and one half pounds, he’ll be second only to Uga VI as the biggest mascot in the line. Seiler said he “has an excellent coat and bears a striking resemblance to his father.” “He’s a great pet, already answers to his name, loves to travel and ride in the car,” said Seiler. “He sleeps in his kennel in the den and is fed Hill’s prescription maintenance dog food at 6 a.m. and 6 p.m. daily. Uga VII already loves to sit on the dock by the river and is ready for his first boat ride.”
“Loran’s Best” was originally named for long-time Georgia Athletic Association personality Loran Smith. Seiler said Uga VII has an entire new wardrobe made with the same material as the team jerseys.
Participating in the pre-game ceremony will be UGA Director of Athletics Damon Evans and the Georgia Redcoat Band. University Alumni Association president Trey Paris will also present a proclamation to the Seiler family honoring Uga VI and welcoming Uga VII. Other Seiler family members on the field will be Frank W. “Sonny” and Cecelia Seiler, Swann Seiler, Wendy (Mrs. Charles) Seiler, Shannon and Bess Thompson and their children Tennyson and Seiler Thompson, Todd and Sara Story and their children Anna and William Story. A video tribute to Uga VI will be shown on the stadium scoreboard prior to the official introduction of Uga VII.
Here is Uga VI’s Gravestone Epitaph (he is interred with the others in a special area of the stadium):
UGA VI GEORGIA MASCOT (1999 – 2008)
KIND WITH A BIG HEART THAT FINALLY PLAYED OUT
• TWO SEC CHAMPIONSHIPS
• NINE BOWL GAMES
• FOOTBALL RECORD 87-27
• 19 NATIONAL TITLES
• 34 SEC CHAMPIONSHIPS
“A BIG DOG FOR A BIG JOB, AND HE HANDLED IT WELL”
If your eyes havn’t already glazed over by now from all of this, here are a few more links to stories about Uga VI, his funeral, etc:
www.ajc.com/sports/content/sports/uga/stories/2008/06/30/...
www.ajc.com/sports/content/sports/uga/stories/2008/08/29/...
www.georgiadogs.com/ViewArticle.dbml?&SPSID=48586&...
After attempting to hold the cell door for about a minute and a half, I realized we wouldn't be able to hold it for much longer. "This is hopeless," I grunted. "We're not going to be able to hold this thing for much longer!" "We'll head for the armory then." The officer replied. We let go of the cell door simultaneously and ran for the armory, leaving the infected officer moaning hopelessly in the corner. As soon as we entered the room, the officer ripped a shotgun off of one of the racks and started cramming shells into it. After about a minute of watching him do this, he told me to try to find a weapon to use. I looked around for a minute and settled on an assault rifle and a handgun, grabbed a few magazines, and by the time I was finished, he was already waiting by the back exit. "Let's go," he said impatiently. I quickened my pace towards the exit, and made a silent prayer that I would make it out of the police station alive.
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Finally, chapter 4! This was the obvious next step in the plot, (seeing as they had no practical means of fighting the zombies) and it fits well with the development of the storyline. It was also about time we used Brickarms :P
This moment of the storyline is (obviously) when the officer is putting shells in the shotgun, while the main character stands by and watches. The next one should be pretty exciting :)
Did not even realize the irony of this sign at the time. In fact I did not see the sign clearly at all. Next time I'll try and get a shot right in front of it.
It reads 'We like our lizards frilled NOT grilled'. referring to our Frilled Lizard and bush fires.
It is an NT bushfire awareness road sign.
I realized while composing this sunny scene that I was more interested in the water reflections than the swan : gasp, such sacrilege. Like a train nerd suddenly finding the railtrack more photo worthy than the Flying Scotsman. A hanging offence I'm sure.
I still include the beauty & he was in the right place, but only just.
realizing that your granddad has always been amazing when touching his device makes you want to ask him for a personal skill training...
Switzerland in the 60s
Makes no difference if you are sleeping and you are dreaming that you are awake and if you believe that you are awake though you're actually sleeping. What makes the difference is to realize what's happening. IPYSM
“The longer I live the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company ... a church ... a home. The remarkable thing is, we have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past.... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way.... we cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it. And so it is with you ... we are in charge of our Attitudes.”
~ Charles Swindoll
**I used a texture from Ghostbones.
To all my photographer friends, I realize that this is an odd composition and that the background is out of focus, but I was going after the texture on the snow field. Although this failed miserably. I still felt that the photo had a charm of it's own and decided to leave it in the set.
This is part of a series of photos taken of what's left of the farm that my wife grew up on in Zeeland, Michigan. The barn and chicken coop remain, but the fields are gone and what remains is surrounded by housing developments, strip malls, factories and schools.
3 years ago, *today* ...
(damn, i didn't even realize that until this *moment*.
hold on, i need another moment ... )
wow. okay.
3 years ago today a new phase of my life started. i'm afraid i came undone.
you know that stats graph for your photos here on flickr? i picture my life these past
3 years - in general - as that dotted line at the end, of each day, abruptly
veering downward, going ... ? where exactly?
one of my favorite all-time quotes: "change comes very slowly, and very suddenly."
for 7 years it built up, to that day. and then everything seemed to suddenly
drop out from under.
in my mind - over and over - i've heard myself say: "i haven't been the same since."
at first it made sense that i would need time for those stages - how many? 7? the first - shock - lasted a long time. wait, who am i kidding? it's still in play. and actually i prefer
to call it stun: "to deprive of consciousness or strength".
yeah, that's it, especially the strength part. another way of putting it - i've heard myself say - "i just haven't have the heart for ... " almost anything it seems.
the heart - strength, courage, will, passion.
i withdrew, a lot. having been a performer and nightcrawler for many years,
it's been strange, disconcerting to not want to "go out"; not want
to see anyone, do anything.
i've felt like a bad friend, i've felt devoid of character.
in limbo for too long, knowing *something* had to change, i moved across country,
back to the company of some family left 23 years ago. for awhile, for now. "to see."
it's been strange, hard, and good.
but honestly? my only interests: photographing, watching movies at home,
2dimensional, flat, detached, vicarious.
although there also was a man, for a little more than a year, sort of. begun
as a distraction, i thought perhaps i could pull that off for just a little while,
to help "transition". but i'm too old for that now, and i fall, i fall, in love.
i always fall. i'm clumsy that way.
so i shifted into my proximate, ensuing modus operandi - delusion. he would love me. how could he not?! i am love-able, i am adore-able. certainly he would choose me!
and i would be validated, at last, chosen! one last shot! and he did not!
stunned, by stumbling down the same road, tripping into the same potholes
of the same old roads past traveled. clumsy. "fall down 7 times, get up 8".
when
is
this
going
to
end?
am i finished being "triggered" by the loss; of what i thought was to be?
sent reeling into grieving back, back, further, all the way, to that earliest formative experience of grief? that of being unwanted? by a mother of 17, by a father long gone?
of being tied to the bed and left immobilized, alone, in the cold, dark, for hours, and hours, and hours, a day, two?
i remember consciousness at that age of three - thinking "why are they doing this to me? why is this happening? am i being punished? for what? is god punishing me? i must have come into this life innately bad and deserving of punishment. or maybe this is just what life is, what existence is, at least mine: empty, void, dark, mean, hungry, cold, frozen, rigid, lone, endless ...... "
i'm afraid, of this frayed fringey life of mine having peaked out
like the stats on my photos. afraid of the end of the page there,
dropping off
into nothingness,
the unknowing ...
who is charting this graph?
i've heard there are 3 things people need in life, in order to thrive (my word):
1) someone to love
2) something to do
3) something to look forward to
this is a simple formula, but rendered incomprehensibly complex
by the enormous possible combinations of factors,
the who/what/where/why/how/whens.
i can't factor this all in! i can't figure this out!
i have always been mathphobic!
i must run from the room
to hide, outside!
or else here, i remain
undone.
loosely dropped to the floor,
but undone,
at least i remain.
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"hope dies last."
~ studs terkel
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When you get older you sometimes get reminded of that in a weird way. You hear a song again and for you it seems only like yesterday you danced to it when it came out and you linger in those memories. Then you open your eyes and just realize: it has been bloody 15 and some years since then. This is one of the songs that act as a time machine for me. Some songs appear just when you need them without really knowing that you do. The idea of having a place only you know, where you can hide, lick your wounds or just dream.. and share that special place with someone... I love that thought so much. And this is the soundtrack for that spot. A place... only we know
Somewhere only we know - Keane
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river, and it made me complete
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go?
So why don't we go?
Ahh
Ohh
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know
I realized on my trip back from Palouse Falls that I really didn't have any daylight shots of Multnomah Falls taken within the last three years. I got a few nice shots, after tipping my tripod over (with camera attached). Owch. Cringe. Don't you hate that sound? Ugh.
I used to go to this waterfall all the time, and my friend Elanor and I used to do the full six-mile hike at least twice a year. Recently, I haven't been very often due to the crowds and the beckon call of more obscure waterfalls.
Still, how can you not like Multnomah? She's truly gigantic, and no matter what time of year you go, she's beautiful. I love the bridge and how it frames the lower falls. We are very blessed in Portland to have such wonders right off the freeway, 45 minutes away from us.
Digital Rebel, Hoya Moose Polarizer, 3-second exposure
I realize there's a more scientific name to classify these clouds. As a little girl my father always called these clouds mare's tails. I had a picture above my bed of white horses flying in the sky, their long flowing tails trailing behind them, wisping upwards like this. So whenever I see clouds like these, it takes me back.....
I started to realize that street photographers in here are not always so friendly and not very welcoming when you are a beginner or when your pictures don't look a certain popular style...and street photography is, I think, the most difficult thing to do because of the awareness and concentration level it takes to shoot and also the reactions of people on the street...But hey...I Love it still! :)
Just realized that I'm kind of making a '4' with my body/limbs here.
More to come from my climb around on my big leather chair.
Pretty sure this is a NinianLif texture. . .
I never realized the lead plant blooms. The color on both foliage and flowers was quite nice but I suspect that won't last. In between gusts of wind I got this shot which includes a bit of the foliage.
And its another plant with the nickname "indigo" - downy indigo bush. plants.usda.gov/factsheet/pdf/fs_amca6.pdf
I realize I said no more photography for this week, but the sunset was just too nice to pass up. Now that its out of the way, back to getting real stuff done...
(30 second exposure)
I realized that it's been a year since I officially moved to Portland. I've traveled all over this country. I've been to all 50 states. And what an amazing country it is. But I've never been completely content living anywhere....until I moved here.
Every time I set foot outside of my apartment, I see something new, spectacular, innovative, fresh, and beautiful whether it be down the street, 30 minutes away, or 3 hours away, I've never been to any part of the country that has WOW'ed me as much as the Pacific Northwest. I've never lived anywhere that I've said "I love it here!" nearly every time I go somewhere.
My photographs do not convey the emotions that I feel while visiting these amazing places. I've never seen so many beautiful sights that have literally brought me to tears. These photos are only a glimpse into what I experience here.
I am grateful for what my life has become. I am grateful for my friends and family who have supported me through all of it. Thank you.
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This photo was taken at a wildlife refuge in the far southwestern part of Washington state. Note that the black clumps in the lower right are part of a wild oyster bed! I've never seen so many wild oysters like this!
I realized my old dream and visited the legendary, charming and amazing city of Istanbul. Among the vast amount of interesting sights I would like to highlight the excellent Sultanahmet Mosque with its six minarets. It is a true miracle, standing in the large megapolis. Just take a look!
I realize it's a ladder. Also, in a kiva you descend to the sacred space instead of ascending. The understanding of that space differs a bit among Indigenous Peoples who build kivas.
After the Pueblo Revolt, the victorious people of Cicuye built this kiva in front of the ruins of the old mission church. This expressed their views of the matter quite effectively.
This image is mostly mono, but not because of any processing.
Realized that I never posted this shot, even though it's a favorite of mine from last Fall.
Edited with my soft color pop and then added a texture from my Worn set.
.... and realize that it's still winter.
Hibernation isn't what it used to be anymore. Since our renovations about a year ago I had to put some of the files which I need for work into the room where Cleo hibernates. This means of course that I have to disturb her occasionally when I'm looking for something. Cleo wouldn't mind to be disturbed if I told her that spring had arrived but unfortunately that's not exactly the case right now.
I realized a couple weeks ago that I hadn't shot a self-portrait in a few months... And then I remembered that my tripod had officially died (I have unfortunately, yet quite mercilessly, dropped it down some rocky cliffs - by accident I swear - several times while hiking over the year). So with the help of my wonderful dad, I now have a new tripod and am ready to rock n' roll once again with my photo adventures!
This first weekend of spring I headed into the forest with Gurbir and Noah to shoot with the gorgeous (and almost long-forgotten) sunshine. When I saw how the light was hitting these logs, I immediately donned my dress, took off my running shoes, and went to stand on these precariously rotting branches. And... er... huh... as I'm typing this, I'm just now realizing that I seem to be wearing this same dress in several other standing-on-log photos... (here, here, here, and there's still more out there...) It must be an unconscious habit of mine. I'll do my best to change it up next time.
Anyway, as I stood here, part of the log started crumbling beneath me. I lost balance and jumped down, my dress snagging on the branches, thus causing my landing to not quite be up to my usual ninja smoothness standards... Still off balance, I stumbled forward and stepped most perfectly into the center of the biggest and squishiest dog poop I've ever seen. It was a bit of a pity that I chose this day as my first day of the year to go bare-foot in the forest.
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“The color brown, I realized, is anything but nondescript. It comes in as many hues as there are colors of earth, which is commonly presumed infinite.”— Barbara Kingsolver
The browns of Morocco. Like brown sugar or rich honey, it offers the comforts of a tattered throw, the familiar embrace of a worn leather chair, the sturdiness of the earth under our feet. Brown is at once familiar and a keeper of stories, a color of things that have lived. An old pair of leather shoes in a loud world of neon, chrome, and plastic high heels.