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I went to a rodeo last Saturday night. I had never seen a live rodeo, and only had seen short segments on TV. This was an open arena in what is named Cowtown Rodeo in rural New Jersey.
I thought wrongly that the above photo was self explanatory. So, I added a description afterwards.
This photo is of a man sitting in front of me recording the rodeo on his cellphone.
I have a short set of photos that relate to the rodeo that I suppose started with the former photos of the cows, and will, maybe painfully for the viewers, continue on a bit.
Master Fox perched on a tree ! Or the impostor syndrome
LE CORBEAU ET LE RENARD
Maître Corbeau, sur un arbre perché,
Tenait en son bec un fromage.
Maître Renard, par l'odeur alléché,
Lui tint à peu près ce langage :
Et bonjour, Monsieur du Corbeau,
Que vous êtes joli ! que vous me semblez beau !
Sans mentir, si votre ramage
Se rapporte à votre plumage,
Vous êtes le Phénix des hôtes de ces bois.
À ces mots le Corbeau ne se sent pas de joie,
Et pour montrer sa belle voix,
Il ouvre un large bec, laisse tomber sa proie.
Le Renard s'en saisit, et dit : Mon bon Monsieur,
Apprenez que tout flatteur
Vit aux dépens de celui qui l'écoute.
Cette leçon vaut bien un fromage sans doute.
Le Corbeau honteux et confus
Jura, mais un peu tard, qu'on ne l'y prendrait plus
Jean de la Fontaine
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THE FOX AND THE CROW
Master Crow, perched on a tree,
Holding in its beak a cheese.
Master Fox, enticed by the smell,
He spoke to him more or less in this language:
And hello, Mr. Raven,
How pretty you are! you seem to me beautiful !
Without lying, if your prattling
Relates to your plumage,
You are the Phoenix of the hosts of these woods.
At these words the Raven feels no joy,
And to show his beautiful voice,
He opens his beak wide, lets his prey fall.
The Fox seizes it, and says: My good sir,
Learn that every flatterer
Lives at the expense of the listener.
This lesson is well worth a cheese no doubt.
The Ashamed and Confused Raven
Swore, but a little late, that we wouldn't take it anymore
Jean de la Fontaine
This robin reminds me of a little rhyme I relate to children when we go looking for birds on school field trips.
"I am a little robin and I keep my head a bobbin, and I like to rise and catch the early worm. I've eaten all his brothers and half a dozen others, golly, how they tickle when they squirm".
Hair: Doux - Tislianna
Outfit: Blueberry - Can't Relate (full outfit)
Photo taken at Friendship Gardens.
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Oh, why can't I be what you need?
A new improved version of me
But I'm nothing so good, no, I'm nothing...
Just bones, a lonely ghost burning down songs
Of violence, of love, and of sorrow
I beg for just one more tomorrow!
Where you hold me down, fold me in
Deep deep deep in the heart of your sins
I'd break in two over you
I'd break in two and each piece of me dies
And only you can give the breath of life!
But you don't see me, you don't
Here I'm pinned between darkness and light
Bleached and blinded by these nights
Where I'm tossing and tortured till dawn
By you, visions of you, then you're gone
The shock bleeds the red from my face
When I hear someone's taken my place
How could love be so thoughtless, so cruel?
When all, all that I did was for you...
I'd break in two over you
I'd break in two and each piece of me dies
And only you can give the breath of life!
But you don't see me, you don't
I'd break in two over you
I'd break in two and each piece of me dies
And only you can give the breath of life!
But you don't see me, you don't
I'd break in two over you
I'd break in two over you
Over you
I'd break in two
I would break in two for you
Now you see me
Now you don't
Now you need me
Now you don't
Dedicated to one of our closest friends Dalis and her dog who meant a lot to her and we are extremely elated to do this for her as i relate to the feeling she had for her true companion
The struggle of my life created empathy - I could relate to pain, being abandoned, having people not love me.
Oprah Winfrey
www.londonchicinsl.com/post/they-can-t-relate
Hair: TO0418 - Wings [Anthem event - May round]
Bodysuit/ Skirt: Ami - Four23 [Tres chic event - May round]
Heels: Winx heels (Yellow) - Doua [2Much event - May round]
Backdrop: Escape - Foxcity
The Swiss Way relates the history of Switzerland surrounded by a scenic landscape. The trail was constructed as a joint project of the cantons on the occasion of the 700th anniversary celebrations of the Confederation (1291-1991). It begins on the Rütli Meadow, where the Confederation was founded, and ends in Brunnen in the Swiss Expatriates Square (Platz der Auslandschweizer).
that relate to my experiences :-)
Alan Siegel
HMM! Climate Change Matters! Resist the Ignorant Orange Clown and his Cabinet of Stooges and Buffoons!!
prunus persica, flowering peach, 'Bonfire', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
The Wallow Fire, named for the Bear Wallow Wilderness area where the fire originated, was a massive wildfire that started in the White Mountains near Alpine, Arizona on May 29, 2011. The fire eventually spread across the stateline into western New Mexico, United States.[2][3] By the time the fire was contained on July 8, it had consumed 538,049 acres (2,177 km2) of land, 522,642 acres (2,115 km2) in Arizona and 15,407 acres (62 km2) in New Mexico.[1]
The fire was started accidentally by two men who were camping. They cooperated with prosecutors and pleaded guilty to misdemeanor charges relating to mismanagement of their campfire.[4] In November, 2012 they were ordered to pay restitution in the amount of $3.7 million.[5][6]
The communities of Alpine,[1] Blue River, Greer, Nutrioso, Sunrise, Springerville, Eagar in Arizona,[7][8] and Luna in New Mexico were evacuated. In addition to other aircraft, a converted DC-10 Very Large Air Tanker ("VLAT"), capable of dropping up to 12,000 gallons of fire retardant in seconds, was deployed to help fight the fire.[9][10] On June 11, 2011, the leading edge of the fire advanced into Catron County, New Mexico.[11]
On June 12, evacuations were lifted for Eagar, Springerville and South Fork.[12] On June 14, the Wallow Fire became the largest fire in Arizona history, passing the Rodeo-Chediski Fire, which burned 732 square miles (1,900 km2) in 2002. On June 18 and 20, evacuations were lifted for Alpine[13] and Greer[14] and on June 21, the evacuation for Luna, NM was lifted.[15] Additionally, the Apache National Forest was closed to the public.[16]
On July 3, the fire was 95% contained. The Wallow Fire was declared 100% contained as of 6 p.m., July 8.[1]
Four commercial buildings were destroyed; 36 outbuildings were destroyed and one damaged; 32 residences were destroyed and 5 damaged. The estimated cost was $109 million.
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Wolverton Mountain - Claud King
www.youtube.com/watch?v=KWyYMj7dH30
I'm the Girl from Wolverton Mountain - Jo Ann Campbell
Entropy is a physical property of one system that relates to its degree of disorder. It is a concept I came across when at university, and I confess I had much trouble grasping it. The second principle of thermodynamics -- which Einstein considered to be the first law of all sciences -- states, in very simple terms, that unless you do something (some work is produced) systems will always get more and more disorganised.
I now see it everywhere....
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The house relates to the middle 19th Century; its last owner was Kuryk Mykola Vasylovych. The house comprises of three parts – a house, a mudroom and a small house. Its external walls aren’t covered, only strips are painted around its windows and doors. Such strips are specific for houses from Vyzhytskyj and Putylivskyj districts of Chernivtsi Region. Art painting and strips are very distinct decorations for houses of lowland Bukovyna. The house’s joyful interior is created by grapes depicted on the stove, around windows and on pokut (the sacred place of a traditional home). The most widespread patterns in Korytne village are grapes, arrow-wood leaves, hops and crosses on bases.
The house is built of smereka and poplar wood, its area equals to 58.8 square meters.
Хата із села Коритне Вижницького району Чернівецької області
Датується серединою ХІХ ст. Останній власник - Курик Микола Васильович. Складається із трьох частин - хати, сіней і хатчини. Зовні хата не мащена, тільки підведені смуги коло вікон та дверей. Така підводка характерна тільки для хат з Вижницького та Путильського районів Чернівецької області. Характерною декоративною оздобою для хат підгірської Буковини є розпис і підводка. Святковий інтер’єр у великій хаті створює розпис у виноград на печі, коло вікон на покуті. Найбільш поширений розпис у с.Коритному – «виноград», «калиновий лист», «хмелик» та «хрести на постаменті».
Хата з Буковини. Складена вона з кругляка смереки і тополі в прості замки з торцями. До верхів зрубу торці подовжуються і переходять ніби в кронштейни. Дах чотирисхилий, покритий соломою.
Площа споруди – 58,8 кв.м.
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Still in my garden.
Scam or mistake - you decide! This relates to copyright accusation (libellous) on my original photo 'G'Day' of this same flower on my photostream where someone is trying to claim it as theirs.
This photograph here is also of the same flower, taken as the EXIF data shows - exactly 2 and a half minutes after the first, but from a slightly different angle.
Did the person alleging copyright breach take this one also? If they think someone with a 90% sight loss is an easy touch - that would be a mistake.
I have also added on my photostream a photo of the same flower *G'Day 2* taken just now after the accusation with the same yellow dogwood and rose leaves. In this one the dahlia is looking tired.
You can see the original accusation and my responses on my original photo here.
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It is a ridiculous claim and can havee no foundation.
It relates to 18th Century. As of the time of transfer to the museum, the house was the oldest in the village and belonged to Oros family. The house has two premises: house and mudroom. It is one of the most ancient types of house planning in Zakarpattia. Walls of the house are constructed with wide oak cut blocks. Its high four-sloping roof is covered with straw.
This house is the oldest Zakarpattia house in our museum. It displays specific features of national building in valley of Tereblia-river and the middle reaches of Tysa River. The house’s area is 35.4 square meters.
Look at the exterior of the hut:
Характерною ознакою житла лемків (етнографічної групи українського народу), як і бойків, були білий та синій кольори.
Хата із с. Теребля, Тячівського району Закарпатської області
Датується XVIII ст. На час перенесення до музею хата була найстарішою в селі і належала родині Оросів. Хата дводільна: хата, сіни – є одним із давніх варіантів планування житла на Закарпатті. Стіни хати складені з широких дубових колених брусів. Високий чотирисхилий дах вкритий соломою.
Це найстаріша хата Закарпаття в експозиції нашого музею. Вона розкриває особливості народного будівництва у долині ріки Теребля та середньої течії р. Тиси. Площа хати — 35, 4 кв.м.
Was dressing for a Halloween event and realized I really had a look, good or bad is relative, anyway, Kept adding things till I was pleased. Thought it was a good look for a picture. Hopefully the actual Halloween outfit goes as well. There's this great sim for pics like this... Nightbrook Hollow.
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Worn:
Dress: Luas - Sena Dress
Boots: Blueberry - Can't Relate boots and stockings
Hair: Doux - Nashaly
Skull: Pagan - Skull Flower
Skin: Deetalez - Monica - Valley Velour tone
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Raven hair and ruby lips
Sparks fly from her fingertips
Echoed voices in the night
She's a restless spirit on an endless flight
Woo-hoo, witchy woman
See how high she flies
Woo-hoo, witchy woman
She got the moon in her eyes
She held me spellbound in the night
Dancing shadows and firelight
Crazy laughter in another room
And she drove herself to madness with a silver spoon
Woo-hoo, witchy woman
See how high she flies
Woo-hoo, witchy woman
She got the moon in her eyes
Well, I know you want a lover
Let me tell you, brother
She's been sleepin' in the Devil's bed
And there's some rumors going 'round
Someone's underground
She can rock you in the nighttime 'til your skin turns red
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The beginnings of the Polish State relate to the history of Poznan, especially to Ostrów Tumski - an island on the Warta River which is part of the modern Poznan. The photo shows the interior of this first Polish cathedral. It is probably here that Prince Mieszko I was the first to be baptized and inscribed Poland on the pages of Roman Catholic church history. The marble of the cathedral floor is engraved with the names of the Polish kings for whom Poznan was home and Poznan Cathedral a place of eternal rest.
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"Chains"
With her wine-stained lips, yeah, she nothing but trouble
Cold to the touch but she's warm as a devil
I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul
She takes 'til I break and I can't get more
You got me in chains, you got me in chains for your love
But I wouldn't change, no, I wouldn't change this love
You got me in chains, you got me in chains for your love
But I wouldn't change, no, I wouldn't change this love
Tryna break the chains but the chains only break me
(Hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
Tryna break the chains but the chains only break me
Alone in the night 'til she knocks on my door
Oh no, wasted again but I can't say no (no)
Baby tell me why, why you do, do me wrong
Baby tell me why, why you do, do me wrong
Gave you my heart but you took my soul
You got me in chains, you got me in chains for your love
But I wouldn't change, no, I wouldn't change this love
You got me in chains, you got me in chains for your love
But I wouldn't change, no, I wouldn't change this love
Tryna break the chains but the chains only break me
(Hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
Tryna break the chains but the chains only break me
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I am adding this a little late into the posting but time was taken from me unexpectedly earlier… I wished to relate what spoke to me when I came across these beauties. When I walked upon the scene I saw the flowers first ..then the chains that held them all together. The correlation for me was the beauty in the softness of the petals the flourishing while being held close by the strength of the chains. No restrictions but more like loving boundaries, shelter, guidelines yet freedom to grow to express….someone loving you enough to say .. This is where I need you .. I wish you close. They also, spoke to me of a deep relationship, a trust that some can never understand, a bond that transcends. Smiles … that is just me.. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder ..we all know that!!!
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Shot in natural light.
I tried to relate the bicycle in the mural / wall art on the left to the bicycle on the right.
Also a boy in the mural looking at the stairs , to the stairs which is on the right.
A photographer is always the second person in the picture. :)
I really relate to Mina's expression here these days.
From the Crazy Cat Café in Milan, Italy
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l'abbaye est un ensemble monumental exceptionnel pour son architecture et son histoire relatée depuis ses origines par deux chroniques du XIIIe siècle et du XVIIe siècle. C’est dans la première moitié du XIIe siècle que le chapelain Lambert, aussi appelé « le bienheureux » (l’histoire veut que dans sa jeunesse, il se soit livré à la chasse et tué un dragon qui ravageait le pays) décide de réunir quelques prêtres pour se consacrer à la vie régulière et fonde la première abbaye de style roman. La congrégation ne cesse de s’enrichir et à la fin du XIIe siècle, l’abbé Junius engage la construction d’une seconde abbaye. Les vestiges primitifs ne sont plus visibles aujourd’hui, détruits pour terminer l’implantation de la nouvelle église et des bâtiments conventuels. Deux campagnes de construction se distinguent : la première témoigne de l’héritage roman au niveau des supports, des décors et de sculptures dans le transept, la chapelle et le chœur. La seconde est l’expression du gothique de l’ouest dit « Plantagenêt ». Suite à la guerre de Cent Ans, au XVe siècle, les deux travées occidentales de la nef et la façade furent reconstruites dans le style gothique flamboyant (XVe – XVIe). Vendus comme bien national après la Révolution, les vestiges de l’abbaye sont exploités comme carrière jusqu’à leur classement au titre des Monuments historiques en 1904.
The River Ver in Hertfordshire is a chalk stream and has cut, modestly I should say, into the surrounding limestone - just enough to create a path through the Chiltern Hills, and enough for the Romans to build a road here connecting London with the North. The history of the village of Markyate is entirely shaped by this road (and its successors) and all the functions relating to the transport of goods and people. Some houses such as these ones in the foreground have crept up the flanks of the river ("Pickford Hill" in this case), but most stayed down in the valley ground. Up on the hills you would find farms and agriculture. It is also true that small industries have moved in - together with lots of interesting people who decided to leave the big city.
A lone egret stands in shallow water, staring out like it’s contemplating every questionable life choice that led it here. Maybe it’s judging the fish. Maybe it’s judging us. Maybe it’s just waiting for someone, anyone, to bring it a coffee.
Its posture says “I’m majestic,” but its expression says “I’m two minutes away from quitting this entire ecosystem.” The wind ruffles its feathers in that dramatic, over-the-top way that only nature’s most theatrical birds can pull off.
There’s no danger here, no lurking horror just a bird who looks like it’s silently narrating a documentary about how tired it is of everyone else’s chaos. And honestly? Mood.
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Kinetic Photograph made with one single long exposure shot, printed straight out of camera.
If you’d like to read more details about how the shot is made see below. And for more of my kinetic photographs here’s my set, "Drawing with Light"
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Kinetic: Relating to, caused by, or producing motion.
These are called “Kinetic” photographs because there is motion, energy, and movement involved, specifically my and the camera’s movements.
I choose a light source and/or subject, set my camera for a long exposure (typically around 4 seconds), focus on my subject and push the shutter button. When the shutter opens I move the camera around with my hands...large, sweeping, dramatic movements. And then I will literally throw the camera several feet up into the air, most times imparting a spinning or whirling motion to it as I hurl it upward. I may throw the camera several times and also utilize hand-held motion several times in one photo. None of these are Photoshopped, layered, or a composite photo...what you see occurs in one shot, one take.
Aren’t I afraid that I will drop and break my camera? For regular followers of my photostream and this series you will know that I have already done so. This little camera has been dropped many times, and broken once when dropped on concrete outside. It still functions...not so well for regular photographs, but superbly for more kinetic work.
The house relates to the middle 19th Century; its last owner was Kuryk Mykola Vasylovych. The house comprises of three parts – a house, a mudroom and a small house. Its external walls aren’t covered, only strips are painted around its windows and doors. Such strips are specific for houses from Vyzhytskyj and Putylivskyj districts of Chernivtsi Region. Art painting and strips are very distinct decorations for houses of lowland Bukovyna. The house’s joyful interior is created by grapes depicted on the stove, around windows and on pokut (the sacred place of a traditional home). The most widespread patterns in Korytne village are grapes, arrow-wood leaves, hops and crosses on bases.
The house is built of smereka and poplar wood, its area equals to 58.8 square meters.
Хата із села Коритне Вижницького району Чернівецької області
Датується серединою ХІХ ст. Останній власник - Курик Микола Васильович. Складається із трьох частин - хати, сіней і хатчини. Зовні хата не мащена, тільки підведені смуги коло вікон та дверей. Така підводка характерна тільки для хат з Вижницького та Путильського районів Чернівецької області. Характерною декоративною оздобою для хат підгірської Буковини є розпис і підводка. Святковий інтер’єр у великій хаті створює розпис у виноград на печі, коло вікон на покуті. Найбільш поширений розпис у с.Коритному – «виноград», «калиновий лист», «хмелик» та «хрести на постаменті».
Хата з Буковини. Складена вона з кругляка смереки і тополі в прості замки з торцями. До верхів зрубу торці подовжуються і переходять ніби в кронштейни. Дах чотирисхилий, покритий соломою.
Площа споруди – 58,8 кв.м.
If you've ever riden a young horse that's just under saddle then you may relate to this one.
Sometimes just about anything can cause these youngsters to lose it, and eat your lunch.
And just when you think it won't happen to you, It will. lol
Once upon a time in a blue pond,
there was a beauteous young swan
with a grey colored head…….
Hlif at the Pond,Tjörnin in Reykjavik.
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L'autunno caldo è un periodo della storia d'Italia segnato da lotte sindacali operaie che si sviluppò a partire dall'autunno del 1969 in Italia.
Da questo movimento sociale è nato lo
"Statuto dei lavoratori".
La grande mobilitazione operaia, che fece seguito alla contestazione giovanile del Sessantotto, si collegò alla scadenza triennale dei contratti collettivi di lavoro, in particolar modo quelli relativi alla categoria dei metalmeccanici. In questo periodo le rivendicazioni salariali spontanee nelle grandi fabbriche si associarono alle agitazioni studentesche che reclamavano la tutela ed il riconoscimento del diritto allo studio in Italia per tutte le classi sociali
the hot autumn
The hot autumn is a period in the history of Italy marked by workers' union struggles that developed from the autumn of 1969 in Italy.
From this social movement was born the
"Statute of workers".
The great mobilization of workers, which followed the youth protest in 1968, was linked to the three-year expiry of the collective labor agreements, especially those relating to the metalworkers category. In this period, spontaneous wage claims in large factories were associated with student unrest that demanded the protection and recognition of the right to education in Italy for all social classes.
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As a freelancer I can relate to this image, the struggle to make living using antiquated equipment, the long hours and stressful delays.
I made the image in taxi on the way back from a meeting with a potential client on the banks of the Cairo Nile, we were stuck in the mother of all traffic jams, the driver was tired and stressed, I was, for once content as I had eaten fish and concluded what I thought was a successful meeting. Now I look back, the real success was this image, which is one of my favourites.
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I had to 'relocate' a part of this tiny spider's web, when he spun it over the opening to access the bird feeder. (He was about 3-4mm)
I carefully took the one side and attached it to the same shrub.
He seemed fine with it, but moved the location the next day.
Smart one... :)
Crablike Spiny Orb Weaver for
Web Wednesday.
HWW! :)
(Gasteracantha elipsoides)
I know I say this every time, but I think I’ve found my “I’m in love I’m wearing this every day” skin. Dixie.
From Glam Affair, at Equal10.
You gotta get it, I’m wearing it on Lelutka Raven and hoooollllyyyy weooowww she’s STUNNING.
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I did.
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Probably the most commonly seen hawk in the mid-latitudes of North America, red-tailed hawks are also amazingly variable in their plumage colors and patterns. The spring 2025 edition of Living Bird (Cornell Lab of Ornithology) has an instructive story on this variation, based on the doctoral dissertation of a student at Cornell. He concluded there are at least 16 subspecies of red-tailed hawks associated with fairly distinct geographic locations, with color variation relating to the habitat (e.g. light morphs in warm climates, dark morphs in cold climates).
Yesterday, I biked over 30 miles round trip to The The Baháʼí Temple/House of Worship in Wilmette, Illinois. It was a beautiful day and lots of families were being careful but were still celebrating graduations. This little girl seemed to exist outside time and space. I do like the idea of meditation and prayer though I am not so great at it. I get my enlightenment by taking photographs like these, though, and the feeling it gives me to put my experiences to images that will last forever. Most of the time, I can usually find something I did wrong about a photo and am very self critical. Once in awhile, I feel like I finally got everything right about the human experience and how I relate to it.
Here's more about The Baháʼí Temple:
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I thought I'd fallen flat. Missed the boat. Screwed up. Failed to deliver. An evening drive had not yielded up anything spectacular in the wildlife category, although I'd looked in all the right places. I had walked into a field of cut hay, the round bales scattered irregularly, and watched the sky to the west fizzle, instead of exploding with colour.
I enjoyed being out there; it's a humbling and at times intense experience just to stand in the middle of so much vastness, feeling the distance stretch away in all directions. I did not understand the power of open spaces until I moved to the prairie. Translating that into images to which others can relate... well, that's another matter.
And so, nothing much happened. I got home, and didn't open the new folder for a few days. But when I started going through the photos, I was pleasantly surprised. Something of what I felt did, indeed, translate. At the very least, I had noticed the graphics and made some simple images using the lines and shapes and textures available. Three of those have landed on my desktop, and will be part of a short series of... wait for it... simple prairie graphic images, for lack of a better term.
Here is the first shot - actually the last, but I want them to appear in order in my stream. No red or golden rays lit up the landscape that evening, but the sun itself is always a marvel. Note the sunspots, just above and to the right of centre. If we have to spend our entire lives circling a star, we picked a good one. I've titled this photo after the old jazz standard, but I really should have called it "Lucky Old Us".
Photographed at Rosefield, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2022 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
The term "Moot" relates to a meeting place, hence the current name of this Tudor building. Initially the building on Aldeburgh beach was used as a town hall. The building which is believed to date to 1550 would have been a status symbol for the ever more prosperous shipbuilding and trading centre.
...::: NIve - Till you say i go :::...
Till you say i go
Say whatever’s on your mind
I’ll never let your heart just sink
Drown in colors that aren’t blue
And say, whatever makes you cry
I’ll never let your tears make a river
I’ll just linger by your side
When the night just feels too long
When the night just feels so cold
I will stay, wait a million years
I will stay, till you say I go
Dance under these shining stars
I’ll sing you a song, a lullaby
Gently whisper in your ears
And come let me guide you home
Wandering love just hold my hand
I will walk with you till the end
When the night just feels too long
I’ll stay till you say I go