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This rock reminds of either the bow of an old boat or some alien sci-fi landscape. Can't make up my mind.
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Ana tossed her belongings hastily into her hat box and suitcase, shoving clothes and trinkets into place without much care. The morning rush left her little time for neatness. Her music blared from the record player, the beat sharp and loud, a deliberate wall of sound to keep Maddy from barging in with questions or complaints. The grey phantom toad, her peculiar companion, sat balanced on the spinning vinyl itself, blinking slowly as it turned with the record, watching her frenzy with eerie calm.
She huffed as she knelt to close her suitcase, bouncing on top of it until the latch finally snapped shut. The hat box wobbled in her hand, threatening to spill open with the last-minute things she had thrown inside—scarves, quills, even a half-finished sketch rolled haphazardly. She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to smooth it down, though the effort was mostly wasted.
“Right, that’s it,” she muttered to herself, voice half drowned by the music.
Snatching her suitcase handle, she cut the record short with a sharp flick, sending the phantom toad leaping off the vinyl with a disgruntled croak. It clung stubbornly to the edge of her hat box as if it refused to be left behind. Ana rolled her eyes but allowed it, too pressed for time to argue with the creature.
The clock on the wall reminded her how little time she had left. Her heart gave a nervous leap. Gathering everything, she dashed out the door, the echo of her shoes on the floorboards matching the quick rhythm of her pulse.
The morning air hit her like a rush of cold water as she stepped outside, weaving through the busy street with her luggage bumping along behind her. Each step brought her closer to King’s Cross Station, closer to the hidden barrier between platforms nine and ten. She could already imagine the scarlet steam engine waiting beyond, the crowd of witches and wizards bustling, owls hooting in their cages, the mingled smell of smoke and sweets in the air.
Platform Nine and Three-Quarters awaited, and Ana was determined not to miss it.
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Taken for Mischief Managed Roleplay. Mischief Managed is a Harry Potter Roleplay sim that invites students from ages 11 - 18 and adults of all ages to join and experience the Magic of the Wizarding World. For more information check out www.mischiefmanagedsl.net
This reminded me of groups too busy looking in and around at one another they can't see nor accept others who are different but the same. Or simply don't want to. Echo chambers. Confirmation biases it's just them. Them versus the world. Mooooove on! Lol
Film: Rollei Infrared 400
400iso
Format: 120 Medium Format 6x6
No Crop. DIY Infrared Filter (see here for a how to make one www.flickr.com/photos/lisa-frattaroli/54591248931/in/date...) Dust spec removal in Photoshop.
NOT A.I!
Camera: Yashica Mat (1960s)
Lens: Yashinon 80mm 1:3.5
Metering: Sunny 16 Rule +4 stops
F16 + 1/500 = F16 + 1/30
Tripod and Shutter Release Cable
Development:
Kodak D76. 10.50mins, 20C, Stock (no dilution), Tilt x 5 agitation for first 10secs of every minute.
Ilford Fixer 3.5mins
Ilford Wetting Agent (a few drops)
reminding myself that she was here at the beginning of the week ...
had a load of fun with Lotus getting this :-)
the village of Reine perched on the narrow ledges of islets within Reinefjorden off the Norwegian Sea and shaded by the imposing peaks of the Lofoten Wall.
Well this was a sraight shot one handed with the P&S - hanging onto my shopping with the other hand . A local house with a building of historic interest on it with a well full front garden with all sorts of plants , including a couple of dramatic Irises I think ( other shot for another day ) . However , this capture makes me think of Pink Floyd and some of the artwork that went with some of their music . The artwork was the work of Gerald Scarfe and I recall seeing plants like this with some videos .
I must add the cartoon work from Monty Python comes to mind as well - that would have been Terry Gilliam .
Artists aside it is still an impressive bloom !!
Among my favourite classical composers is Rachmaninov. As I post this image I am listening to his piano concerto No 2, from 1901. Within the melody, another familiar tune is revealed in the form of "All by myself", by Eric Carmon in 1975. A mistake that cost him dearly for using that same melody.
He thought it was public domain, when in fact the family had retained ownership. This scenario reminds me of that situation, but for the opposite reason. Believing for an instant that I own this moment, it is instead a public one. All will enjoy this melody that continues to play for others to capture.
AAWeekly: Reminds Me of a Song.
Took this at Vondelpark Amsterdam not Norway :)..
Converted to B&W and then used 40% Sahara filter, cropped and fixed the exposure.
Of course it’s the Beatles song which I am proud to say I seen them in concert twice but screamed through the whole concert !! Why!!
Forgiveness is the smell that lavender
gives out when you tread on it.
(Mark Twain)
PSP**** Prise SurPrise!! - Backlight
Colorful Nature - Pink/Purple Wednesday
Crazy Tuesday - Backlight
(photo by Freya)
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Reminding us of passed times, BR InterCity-liveried 43184 graces the classic Dawlish sea wall leading 43285 and a couple of trailers en-route from Laira to Doncaster as 5E23 on a glorious 24 June, 2023.
Remind me of this commercial. Don't know why.
...ok, ok, maybe it's the life cycle of a tree that I was thinking about and how humans are the same way. We all grow old, we all become broken, and we all eventually die.
sessh, this growing old thing is hard, I think I am going to get me a Harley and grow my hair long.
That silver forest reminded me of you
And how I kissed you
And how I fell down to the bottom of a well
Back to the archives once again, and this one is from my "basketball series". A friend here on Flickr reminded me of my "basketball shot" and I thought I'd share another one from the series of shots I took of these kids playing basketball at dusk.
An early post for me as I'll be out in the field throughout the day. Have a fabulous weekend, everyone. I'll catch up with you all over the weekend. I'll be back on Monday.
MOPPIE: Remind me Josie, what were we doing here?
JOSIE: We're busking.
MOPPIE: And why is your hat on the pavement?
JOSIE: Everybody and everybear can throw in some money.
MOPPIE: But I do not know what to do with money.
JOSIE: Don't worry Mop, I'll take care af that.
MOPPIE: You are so nice for me Josie!
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MOPPIE:Wat deden we hier ook al weer Josie?
JOSIE: We zijn straatmuzikanten.
MOPPIE: En waarom ligt je hoed op de stoep?
JOSIE: Iedereen kan er wat geld voor ons ingooien.
MOPPIE: Maar ik weet niet wat ik met geld moet doen.
JOSIE: Maak je geen zorgen Mop, daar zorg ik voor.
MOPPIE: Je bent zo lief voor me Josie!
Looks similar to the b&w one, but it's different.
Don't comment on this because it has pretty light, i never want to upload my golden hour photo anymores.
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It reminds me a Chinese poem,
終南望餘雪
終南陰嶺秀
積雪浮雲端
林表明霽色
城中增暮寒
- 祖詠 -
ON SEEING THE SNOW-PEAK OF ZHONGNAN
See how Zhongnan Mountain soars
With its white top over floating clouds --
And a warm sky opening at the snow-line
While the town in the valley grows colder and colder.
- Zu Young -
A bus shot! :)))
This reminded me of 'Oh What a Night' - Clock's Hit of 1996. Not seen a sky like this for sometime. This was the Westerly view from my home in Betws yn Rhos, North Wales at 8.15pm this evening.
Below the horizon the setting sun's rays are being diffused by several clouds creating a laser/searchlight effect making the horizon's silhouette even more distinctive.
Reminded me of old chess pieces, topiary in a National Trust property at Canons Ashby, Northampton. Viewed from the house towards the lake.
Reminding me of an ancient castle. This is located in the campanile at UC, Berkeley with a blast of sunshine. HWW!
Reminds me of a pinwheel I had as a child, hence the name. Hope you all have a blessed day!
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Seeing this Ibis reminded me of the song "Coat of Many Colors" by Dolly Parton... So, I'm Listening to Dolly this morning as I process the image. Have a Great Day !!!
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The White-faced Ibis
The white-faced ibis is a wading bird in the ibis family, Threskiornithidae. This species breeds colonially in marshes, usually nesting in bushes or low trees.
This handsome bird shimmers with purple, green, and bronze plumage. Breeding adults add to this a ruby-red eye surrounded by a sharp white mask, and pink legs.
Flocks of this long-legged bird forage in marshes across large parts of the American West, where wetlands are very scarce and often ephemeral. They probe their long, curving bills into moist soil, searching for earthworms and other invertebrates, typically at the edges of marshes or in wet farm fields.
White-faced Ibises look dark, almost blackish, at a distance. Close up and in good light, breeding adults are glossy maroon with metallic green and bronze tones on the wing. They typically have red eyes with pink legs and facial skin. The face is highlighted by a narrow band of white, absent in Glossy Ibis. Immature and nonbreeding adults are more matte brown, without the white facial outline and with duller legs.
White-faced Ibises are usually seen in flocks, both when nesting in colonies and when foraging. They typically feed by lowering the bill into water, mud, or soil, to feel for prey, or sweep the bill through the water. They can also catch prey by sight, including insects on vegetation.
Found this Ibis while checking for wildlife photo-opportunities at a local park.
(200-600 @ 329 mm, 1/2500 @ f/8, ISO 4000, edited to taste)