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'RESTLESS SEA' - An old Spanish Galleon is sunk below these waves, at Spanish Bay, Pacific Grove, CA. rcondetArt c2018.
New Orleans, LA / For more information on this photo/video series, please visit gofundme.com/revolutionisuncomfortable
You don't have to go far to find amazing places. Anyone who talks about wishing they could travel but ignores the beauties that don't even require a plane ticket let alone leaving the country needs to rethink their definition of adventure. The possibilities are endless.
That's something that means the world to me about landscape photography. When you stalk follow other landscape photographers' work to see what the cool people are shooting these days, not only do you get ideas for off-the-beaten-track places to find, but you have an excuse to stick around and take it all in as you photograph it, not just grab a snapshot and move along.
This was my second time up at Steptoe Butte and although I prefer it in spring green (I'm a SoCal and southern Idaho girl, we always want what we don't have), the August rain clouds made up for the color change. I feel a little cliche posting a Palouse shot from the Butte, it's so famous to photographers, but every time I've mentioned the spot to non-photographers?
They've never heard of it. Not one.
It's the time of year when the mountain snows haven't melted yet (and it will be a long while this year!) and I start feeling trapped and restless and ready for another adventure. But it's always good to remind myself that magic is all around if you only know where to look.
Nothing to do but scuff down
the graveyard road behind the playground,
past the name-stones lined up in rows
beneath their guardian pines,
on out into the long, low waves of plains
that dissolved time. We'd angle off
from fence and telephone line, through
ribbon-grass that closed behind as though
we'd never been, and drift toward the bluff
above the river-bend where the junked pickup
moored with its load of locust-skeletons.
Stretched across the blistered hood, we let
our dresses catch the wind while clouds above
dimmed their pink to purple, then shadow-blue—
So slow, we listened to our own bones grow.
By: Debra Nystrom
Bocca Nuova/Voragine (left) and Southeast (right) craters today have been showing signs of strombolian activity. In the bottom right corner are visible two old cones respectively called Mt. Nero (up) and Mt. Nero degli Zappini (down).
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Had a hard time going to sleep last night, thought I may as well set the camera up to document and try to put my mind to rest. Getting a 2 for this week. HWW!
La noyee - Yann Tiersen
A volte i tuoi occhi non possono nascondere quello che provano, o meglio, sentono dentro nel cuor o nello stomaco, groviglio di puntine a lacerare carne viva, troppo viva, che dura come il marmo, resiste, allungando un agonia, che solo interiormente ti mette alla prova, mentre all' esterno, con l' aiuto di un raggio di sole la tua pelle si illumina di dorata luce, simbiosi unica coi capelli selvaggi nel riccio sfuggente, segno di un animale ribelle, demone o semplicemente lottatore, e forte è la consistenza di un' anima mirabilmente forgiata da un fabbro di millenaria tradizione, nella quale forza e delicatezza insieme restano in equilibrio, a creare dal grezzo metallo, una spada temprata e resistente di pregievole fattura.
Pensieri dedicati ad un semplice sguardo...
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“There was something in her movements that made you think she never walked but always danced.”
(L.M.Montgomery)
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