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The iconic windmill of Haarlem. Although this is not the original one (it burned down), this wooden windmill has stood in the same place since the 1700s.
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A Great Blue Heron stood motionlessly on a railing about three feet above the marsh. Suddenly, his feathers seemed to explode from his body in an unexpected gust of wind. That created a much more interesting image than the 25 or 30 pictures I took of the motionless heron.
The Pitstone Windmill as dusk falls with the mysterious and ancient Ivinghoe Beacon. This is where the historic Ridgeway Path, starts its journey.
The windmill has stood here since 1627 and it closed in 1894 after it was badly damaged in a storm. It was restored by a group of enthusiast`s and is now full operational and open to the public.
The Ridgeway path follows the high ground across the Chilterns for 87miles and ends at Avebury [ famous for its standing stones ] in Wiltshire. The path has been in use since the Neolithic period by early man as it was safer to travel across the hills than down in the valleys because of the impenetrable forests and danger of attack by wild animals. It has been used from medieval times right up to the 50s by travelling tradesmen [ journeymen ] and travelling sales men [peddlers] carrying their goods to the various markets in the many villages that it passes through. Its a haven for wildlife including butterflies as well as the flowers that grow on the rich chalk grassland and it was originally part of a deep lagoon off the coast of west Africa before the tutonic plates shifted millions of years ago.
There are many megalithic features on the Ridgeway including Bronze age Long Barrows { Graves } Iron age Hill Forts and Standing Stones.
An amazing place, I have walked sections of it. I hope to walk it in its entirety next year as long as my legs, and me can hold out that long!!!
Do hope you will like my pic and give us a quick Fave if you do! Its what your index fingers for....... mostly!!!!
Have a good week ahead!
Pat.
Info on Ridgeway and Windmill below;
www.nationaltrail.co.uk/ridgeway
www.nationaltrust.org.uk/pitstone-windmill
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ivinghoe_Beacon
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I stood there on the edge of the cliff to get some pictures of Navagio beach ...
my knees trembled .....
fear of heights.....
tachycardia.......
a sence of unreality.....
After all the anatomical symtoms...( the nurse :)
condition of weightlessness ...
The feeling ... I could fly like a bird through the air.....
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Το γέλιο του κόσμου ~ Νίκος Καζαντζάκης
"βιος και πολιτεια" του Αλεξη Ζορμπα (αποσπασμα)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=N9tNd9B7hZw
Επειδή δεν έχω συμβόλαιο προθεσμίας με τη ζωή μου, λασκάρω το φρένο όταν φτάσω στην πιο επικίνδυνη κλίση. Ο βίος κάθε ανθρώπου είναι μια γραμμή με ανήφορο και κατήφορο, και πορεύεται κάθε γνωστικός με φρένο•
μα εγώ, έχω πετάξει από πολύν καιρό
το φρένο μου, γιατί δεν με φοβίζουν οι καραμπόλες•
λέμε εμείς καραμπόλα τον εκτροχιασμό.
Ανάθεμα με, αν βάζω προσοχή στις καραμπόλες που κάνω• νύχτα μέρα τρέχω τροχάδην, κάνω το κέφι μου, κι ας τσακιστώ, να γίνω τρίψαλα.
Τι έχω να χάσω; Τίποτες.
Τάχα μου αν πορεύουμαι φρόνιμα, δε θα τσακιστώ; Θα τσακιστώ•
φωτιά στα τόπια, το λοιπόν.
Τώρα εσύ γελάς με μένα, μα εγώ σου γράφω τις ανοησίες μου ή, ας πούμε, τις σκέψεις μου ή τις αδυναμίες μου –
μα το θεό, τι διαφορά έχουν και τα τρία αυτά, δεν καταλαβαίνω - σου γράφω, και γέλα, αν δε βαριέσαι.
Κι εγώ γελώ που γελάς – κι έτσι το γέλιο στον κόσμο δεν έχει τελειωμό.
Κάθε άνθρωπος έχει την τρέλα του•
μα η μεγαλύτερη τρέλα, είναι, θαρρώ,
να μην έχεις τρέλα.
Subway Station "Westfriedhof" in Munich, Germany. A Bokeh-battle outtake.
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stood in the meadow awash in "grey" light.
Katherine Walsh
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I must look clueless when I am out shooting and have sad puppy dog eyes were friendly people want to help correct my ways.
On this sunset, I was at Panorama Point in Capitol Reef National Park. The "view" is the opposite direction, and I was set up with my tripod looking in the opposite direction from everyone else.
Three separate people came up to me, letting me know where I was supposed to be shooting. I thanked them for their kindness and stood my ground :-)
This fine feathered fellow stood on this rock preening his feathers for quite some time. This was taken at Catalina Cove on the northwest coast of Aruba. This cove has maybe the best from-shore snorkeling I've ever experienced; as soon as you get in the water you're surrounded by beautiful fish in the pristine water. The cove is quite rocky but most of the rocks are submerged and teeming with life. There are beautiful beaches just before and beyond the cove.
The second day of my trip I awoke at 4:00am and headed up to airport mesa for the sunrise. It turned out to be cloudless and semi-boring. I stood with 10 or 12 other photographers hoping for some last minute color to appear in the distant clouds but it was in vain. We all grumbled about the circumstances and started packing up to head to the cars, we chatted as we walked and I turned to see hot air balloons drifting up over the valley to the west. Several of us picked up pace and race back to the cars to set off in pursuit. I chased them down highway 89a and after a couple of stops for shots I came across the Sedona Nature Preserved just off the highway accessed by a small dirt road. I pulled in and parked right in front of the locked gate and ran over to the waters edge just in time to snap this shot. As I shot a siren sounded behind me, it was the local sheriff trying to signal me "move it". It wouldn't be the last time that I was shooting to the sound of a siren on this trip. :)
The photo ninja strikes again. LOL, Whaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!
More about that on a later post.
Mandraki harbor and bronze deer statues where the Colossus of Rhodes may have stood.
The colossus of Rhodes was set up between 303 and 291 BC, the statue was 32 meters heigh from the top of the head to the feets. The heigh enabled the statue to be visible by the ships approching to the port. In his raised arm, the sun god held a torch while his other arm was pressed on a lance.
Puerto de Mandraki y estatuas de ciervos de bronce donde pudo haber estado el Coloso de Rodas.
El coloso de Rodas fue erigido entre el 303 y el 291 aC, la estatua medía 32 metros de altura desde la parte superior de la cabeza hasta los pies. La altura permitía que la estatua fuera visible para los barcos que se acercaban al puerto. En su brazo levantado, el dios sol sostenía una antorcha mientras su otro brazo presionaba una lanza.
Rhodes Old Town (The island of Rhodes/ Greece)
Turnstone stood on the sea defence wall high tide roost at Rossall, Lancs.
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I stood in the yard watching this dragonfly go back and forth over and over and almost landing. I was lucky that he finally found a limb close to me and landed. I believe he is a red saddlebag dragonfly skimmer. Feel free to correct me. I loved how the light was shining on his wings!
A photography of my father, who stood pensively contemplating the landscape with a lost gaze. The photography was totally improvised and, without thinking twice, I took the picture.
Una fotografía de mi padre, que contemplaba pensativo el paisaje con la mirada perdida. La fotografía fue totalmente improvisada y, sin pensármelo dos veces, hice la foto.
I stood upon the hills, when heaven's wide arch
Was glorious with the sun's returning march,
And woods were brightened, and soft gales
Went forth to kiss the sun-clad vales.
--William Wordsworth (1770-1850)
There are 4 or 5 species of orange-colored globemallow flowers that can be found in Colorado. Based on the location, the overall appearance, and the shape of the leaves, I deduce that this is Small-leaf Globemallow (Sphaeralcea parvifolia).
There was a mass of grasses, vines and other plants on a slope at Colorado's Red Rock Park, but these spikes of bright orange flowers stood above the tangled greenery--a most delightful sight.
When pressing a stick in the sand and observe the water silently filling the hole again, was pure happiness. When time stood still and the only thing existing was ...now.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rrVDATvUitA
The most beautiful little island of the Entwined store - see it here;
We stood on the Naval Air Station on Whidbey Island looking out. The clouds sat directly on the water along the rocky shoreline of another island across the bay.
it seems very likely that St Anthony's Chapel was closely associated with Holyrood Abbey, which stood just a few hundred yards away to the north-west. The two were linked by a well-made stone track (now heavily worn) with prominent kerbstones that can in places still be seen, and about three quarters of the way along this track up to the chapel is the spring and carved stone bowl known as St Anthony's Well.
It's tempting to think of St Anthony's Chapel as an outlying chapel for Holyrood Abbey, perhaps constructed as a means of getting pilgrims out from under the feet of the monks in the abbey. It has also been suggested that the chapel served as a sort of religious beacon, designed to be clearly visible to sea-borne pilgrims coming to Holyrood Abbey as they sailed up the River Forth.
As for dating, there are references to a grant paid for repairs to St Anthony's Chapel by the Pope in 1426, suggesting the building could date back into the 1300s or beyond. Details of its demise are equally unclear, but presumably, like Holyrood Abbey itself, St Anthony's Chapel fell into disuse and disrepair after the Reformation in 1560.
Today, all that remains of the chapel are parts of the north wall plus remnants of another building a little to the south-west, which has sometimes been called a hermitage but was probably just a store room. The remaining chapel wall shows signs of vaulting, and it is thought that when complete the building would have comprised a small three-bay chapel, with a three-storey tower at its west end. This odd shape, almost as tall as it was long, supports the idea that the chapel was designed as much to ensure distant visibility as to accommodate worshippers.
When I stood up this morning, there was a dense fog laying all over my hometown. Unfortunately it had cleared already, until I was ready to go and the real fog was gone. Only in the valleys, there was some mist left, the sun did bring to glow here and there.
So I was roaming around for almost two hours and tried to catch that special light. From light island to light island, deeper and deeper into the woods.
I was able to create two or three photographs with a pleasing composition and even if the results are not what I was hoping for, I again enjoyed the time in the nature very much. And this is, what it's all about in the end.
Als ich heute früh aufgestanden bin, lag ein dichter Nebel über meinem Heimatort. Bis ich allerdings fertig war, hatte es schon aufgeklart und der richtige Nebel war verschwunden. Lediglich in den Tälern war noch etwas Dunst übrig, den die Sonne dann an manchen Stellen wunderschön zum Leuchten gebracht hat.
So bin ich dann fast zwei Stunden herumgestreift und habe versucht dieses besondere Licht einzufangen. Von Lichtinsel zu Lichtinsel immer tiefer in den Wald hinein.
Zwei, drei Bilder mit einer ansprechenden Komposition sind mir dann auch gelungen, und auch wenn die Ergebnisse nicht das waren, worauf ich gehofft hatte, so habe ich die Zeit in der Natur wieder einmal sehr genossen. Und darum geht es doch am Ende.
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First stood here a goat's windmill which was presumably established in the early 17th century and was mentioned in 1768 for the first time in a document. In 1840 this mill burnt itself down.
The new building of a Dutchman's mill occurred in 1848 through Brünn Ehlers. From 1920 the mill was pursued by the company Behrens & Schröder. Since 1953 the mill stands under conservation of monuments and historic buildings. In 1964 it was given to the city of Bremen. In 1972 the Focke-museum furnished here a mill department.
The Oberneulander mill is station 43 historic mill street from Lower Saxony and landmarks of the district Oberneuland.
I stood out under the pines and looked down and there she was. Waiting for food and companionship like she did so many times before. Like she is doing in this photo. But then I woke and realized it was only a dream. I got dressed and went out to search just one more time. But she has not returned. I'll go out and search one more time, a thousand more times and call her name. It's what I do.
I stood at the end of the train to take this picture. :-)
The Taichung MRT (also called Taichung Mass Rail Transit or Taichung Metro) is a rapid transit system in Taichung, Taiwan. In addition to Taichung, it may serve Changhua and Nantou counties. Taichung Metro's first route, the Green Line, officially began operation on April 25, 2021, making it the 5th rapid transit system operating in Taiwan.
I think the word "Alone" has been touched on over and over in this series of photos, however it needs it's own space because it may be the hardest of all the pills to swallow. It's one thing to go through a situation where you've lost everything, but to go through it by yourself is by far the worst feeling in the world. Often times what separates those who make it back on their feet, to those who never recover, is one simple thing. Support.
We're all different people, and everyone who falls has their own reasons for falling. One thing we all have in common though is that any single one of our individual falls can be broken up by another person choosing to get involved. What hurts more than anything in the world is falling, and seeing everyone you ever considered a friend just watching. No one offering to help, no one trying to prevent or even slow your decent, just watching, pitying, and coldly turning the other cheek. There's no feeling lonelier in the world than knowing in your time of need, when it's finally YOU who needs help, that everyone, even the ones you helped at points when you stood tall and they needed a hand, will just let you fall.
If you know someone who is struggling, no matter what that struggle is, let them know you see them. If you care about them, let them know. You might be the reason they recover, you might be all they needed, but you'll never know unless you try.
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I stood at the trail to the Mount Hehuan, Northern Peak( 3422m, 11227ft), facing the Chilai Mount, Northern Peak( 3,607 m (11,834 ft), I think I should hike there someday though it is very tough. I'm not able to go there because I need more experiences. :-)
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Qilai
www.englishintaiwan.com/hikes/hehuan-mountain-north-peak-...
Stood among the conifers, juggling position and exposure to ensure I didn't blow out parts of the tree I was shielding the lens behind, this was a tricky but satisfying shot. Sometimes when I shoot sun rays I am in awe and its easy to forget to take the shot :)
A gnarled tree stood upon a field
and watched deer running over hedge
and ditch into the sunset
when suddenly a sapling
came stumbling through the soil.
Halting at the foot of the tree,
the young, bushy thing
gasped with no breath:
"Help! Please help! They cut down my friend!"
Upon hearing this dreadful news,
the gnarled tree threw his branches up
toward the sky and yelled: "Why?!
We must march to make them stop!
This carnage needs to end!"
With fear and anger in his trunk
he loosened his roots
and packed his leaves
and off they went over the fields.
And on their quest the two were joined
by other trees who followed them
along the track with clangor,
till, at dawn, they came upon
the woodsman at his work.
The tree stepped forth and cried out loud:
"Stop killing my kin!
We want to live!
Don't cut us down till we're no more!"
The woodsman looked up from his work
and eyed the tree from crown to root
before he shrugged his shoulders.
"Ain't my idea to fell you,"
he growled with axe in hand.
"The farmer says, you're in his way."
He tightened his grip
around the haft.
Down came the axe: chop-chop, chop-chop.
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Tawny Owl taken early morning stood on this perch set against Bluebells on the Forrest floor.
Brown in colouration, with a rounded head and dark forward-facing eyes, the Tawny Owl is typically owl-like in its appearance. Three different colour forms occur across the European breeding range, with the chestnut brown form most commonly encountered within the UK. The facial disk is rather plain in colour and pattern and within this sit the dark eyes and horn-coloured bill.
The upperparts are rich chestnut brown, with areas of both lighter and darker tones that help to camouflage the bird when perched within its favoured woodland habitat. Males and females are similar in appearance but differ in size, though with a degree of overlap; females are the larger of the two sexes (Courtesy BTO).
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A SONG OF ETERNITY IN TIME.
ONCE, at night, in the manor wood
My Love and I long silent stood,
Amazed that any heavens could
Decree to part us, bitterly repining.
My Love, in aimless love and grief,
Reached forth and drew aside a leaf
That just above us played the thief
And stole our starlight that for us was shining.
A star that had remarked her pain
Shone straightway down that leafy lane,
And wrought his image, mirror-plain,
Within a tear that on her lash hung gleaming.
"Thus Time," I cried, '" is but a tear
Some one hath wept 'twixt hope and fear,
Yet in his little lucent sphere
Our star of stars, Eternity, is beaming."
S Lanier
I stood and watched leaves drift to the pond, and realized they usually land "face" down..I waited and waited and then this one landed upright and in sucha pretty spot. Hope you are not tired of all my autumn...I did catch a gorgeous sunset tonight so maybe that will come next.. Oct. 20 #387 on explore..up to 121
I stood on a California beach as the setting sun blazed across the Pacific, silhouetting the outlines of oil rig platforms against the fiery sky. It was a moment of stark contrast: breathtaking beauty juxtaposed with the industrial power sources that have shaped our modern world.
(Nikon D7200, Nikor 300/2.8, 1/3200 @ f/5.6, ISO 500, edited to taste)
Once upon a time in a land called Fantasy
17 mountains stood so high.
The sea surrounded them and together they would be
The only thing that ever made u cry
U said the devil told u that another mountain would appear
Everytime somebody broke your heart
He said the sea would 1 day overflow with all your tears,
And love will always leave u lonely
But I say it's only mountains and the sea
Love will conquer if u just believe
It's only mountains and the sea
There's nothing greater, u and me
[ Prince - Mountains ]
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I stood in the rain yesterday evening for what seemed forever (probably was only about 30 minutes..ha ha) to see if I could get a shot of the little one. I got a few. Hopefully I can do better in the next few days.
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
I really liked the way this bin stood out and the colour, as seen on a walk.
Pentax K3iii &20-40mmWR
I stood by the small waterfall as the water tumbled over the edge. There were many Autumn leaves that had fallen off the surrounding trees, so I picked up a handful and placed them in the water and waited until they got caught up in the swirling pool beneath the fall.
The cow stood still like it enjoyed being photographed. Or else it was daring me to get closer. Thanks to Zetong Li for part of the background image since I had to eliminate a goat that photobombed the portrait.
A prime waterfront table, dressed to the nines, and its date is a no-show. Tricolored Heron in breeding plumage on Horsepen Bayou.
Stood on top of Solomon's Tower on the fringe of Buxton looking out over the mist to the Harvest Sunrise.
I was half an hour late to get to Solomon's Tower due to a rude interruption to my departure plans and this was nothing like the shot I hoped to have, or could have had.
I'm not sure if this would be better a little lighter, so please let me have your feedback.