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I composed this photograph during a recent 'photography journey' through Kananaskis Country, a vast wilderness and recreational area west of Calgary, Alberta, Canada. The image is a macro shot of larch tree branches and their needles, which are transitioning from green to glorious shades of yelloow-gold. For those interested in learning more about larch trees, and how they got their name, read on.
Although they are conifers, larches are deciduous trees that lose their needles in the autumn. Before those needles drop, their colours change from green to glorious shades of yellow-gold. After the needles drop, only a skeletal structure remains, looking like a dead pine tree. Larches are among the dominant plants in the boreal forests of Siberia and Canada.
About the naming of this tree. What follows is more information than many will find necessary. Nonetheless....
The English name larch ultimately derives from the Latin "larigna", named after the ancient settlement of Larignum. The story of its naming was preserved by Vitruvius: “It is worth while to know how this wood was discovered. The divine Caesar, being with his army in the neighbourhood of the Alps, and having ordered the towns to furnish supplies, the inhabitants of a fortified stronghold there, called Larignum, trusting in the natural strength of their defences, refused to obey his command. So the general ordered his forces to the assault. In front of the gate of this stronghold there was a tower, made of beams of this wood laid in alternating directions at right angles to each other, like a funeral pyre, and built high, so that they could drive off an attacking party by throwing stakes and stones from the top. When it was observed that they had no other missiles than stakes, and that these could not be hurled very far from the wall on account of the weight, orders were given to approach and to throw bundles of brushwood and lighted torches at this outwork. These the soldiers soon got together.
The flames soon kindled the brushwood which lay about that wooden structure and, rising towards heaven, made everybody think that the whole pile had fallen. But when the fire had burned itself out and subsided, and the tower appeared to view entirely uninjured, Caesar in amazement gave orders that they should be surrounded with a palisade, built beyond the range of missiles. So the townspeople were frightened into surrendering, and were then asked where that wood came from which was not harmed by fire. They pointed to trees of the kind under discussion, of which there are very great numbers in that vicinity. And so, as that stronghold was called Larignum, the wood was called larch.”
If you surrender completely to the moments as they pass, you live more richly in those moments.
Lindbergh
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Soundtrack // Bande-son: WILL SAMSON ("Night Canyon"); www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ihKnoi_90M
"What will be will be... SURRENDER... RELEASE..."
"Constance (en allemand : Konstanz) est une ville d'Allemagne, située dans le sud du Land de Bade-Wurtemberg. Il s'agit de la plus grande ville au bord du lac de Constance (ou BODENSEE)." (Wikipédia)
I tell you this.
I have nothing more to hide.
and Nothing else to lose.
I tell you this.
I give you all that I have.
Faith, Trust and Honesty.
with this I pledge.
my surrender.
in serenity.
Concept, Creative Design and Photography by Han Ghazi.
Poem and Extra Editing by Abby Latif
(Disclaimer: Extra Editing was done to fit the concept of serene surrender and poem composed by model)
During our lifetime we generally pass through hard times and in some cases
reach a dead end...
but we should be strong enough to start all over once again believing in God,
looking at the future, and never fall into the word (if) that leads to surrender...
wishing you the best
Waseem
Photo walk With Banglar Chobi, - Romantic Mood @ BODDHO VUMI RAYER BAZAR
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Martyred Intellectuals Memorial (Bengali: বুদ্ধিজীবি স্মৃতি সৌধ) is a memorial built for the memory of the martyred intellectuals of Bangladesh Liberation War. The memorial, located at Rayerbazar, Mohammadpur Thana in Dhaka[1], was designed by architect Mostafa Ali Kuddus. During the entire duration of Bangladesh Liberation War of 1971, a large number of teachers, doctors, engineers, poets and writers were systematically massacred by Pakistan Army and their local collaborators, most notably the alleged Islamist militia groups Al-Badr and [Al-Shams (Bangladesh)|[Al-Shams]]. The largest number of assassinations took place on December 14, 1971, only two days before the surrender of Pakistan army to the joint force of Indian army and Mukti bahini.
Closer view of Rayerbazar intellectuals' memorial.
Foundation plaque of the memorial, Mirpur, Dhaka.
In the night of 14 December 1971, over 200 of East Pakistan's intellectuals including professors, journalists, doctors, artists, engineers, and writers were rounded up in Dhaka. They were taken blindfolded to torture cells in Mirpur, Mohammadpur, Nakhalpara, Rajarbagh and other locations in different sections of the city. Later they were executed en masse, most notably at Rayerbazar and Mirpur. In memory of the martyred intellectuals, December 14 is mourned in Bangladesh as Shaheed Buddhijibi Dibosh ("Day of the Martyred Intellectuals").
Even after the official ending of the war on December 16 there were reports of hostile fire from the armed Pakistani soldiers and their collaborators. In one such incident, notable film-maker Zahir Raihan was killed on January 30, 1972 in Mirpur, allegedly by the armed Beharis of Mirpur.
The number of intellectuals killed is estimated as follows: educationist 991, journalist 13, physician 49, lawyer 42, others (litterateur, artist and engineer) 16.[2]
Noted intellectuals who were killed between March 25 and December 16, 1971 in different parts of the country included Govinda Chandra Dev (Philosopher, Professor at DU), Munier Chowdhury (Litterateur, Dramatist, Professor at DU), Mufazzal Haider Chaudhury (Litterateur, Professor at DU), Anwar Pasha (Litterateur, Professor at DU), Dr. Mohammed Fazle Rabbee (cardiologist), Dr. Alim Chowdhury (ophthalmologist), Shahidullah Kaisar (journalist), Nizamuddin Ahmed (Reporter), Selina Parvin (reporter), Altaf Mahmud (lyricist and musician), Dr. Hobibur Rahman (mathematician, Professor at RU), Dhirendranath Datta (politician), Ranadaprasad Saha (philanthropist), Lt. Col. Moazzem Hossain (ex-soldier), Mamun Mahmood (Police Officer), and many others.
Martyred Intellectuals Memorial (Bengali: বুদ্ধিজীবি স্মৃতি সৌধ) is a memorial built for the memory of the martyred intellectuals of Bangladesh Liberation War. The memorial, located at Rayerbazar, Mohammadpur Thana in Dhaka[1], was designed by architect Md. Jame- Al- Shafi and Farid Uddin Ahmed. During the entire duration of Bangladesh Liberation War of 1971, a large number of teachers, doctors, engineers, poets and writers were systematically massacred by Pakistan Army and their local collaborators, most notably the alleged Islamist militia groups Al-Badr and [Al-Shams (Bangladesh)|[Al-Shams]]. The largest number of assassinations took place on December 14, 1971, only two days before the surrender of Pakistan army to the joint force of Indian army and Mukti bahini. Closer view of Rayerbazar intellectuals' memorial. Foundation plaque of the memorial, Mirpur, Dhaka.
In the night of 14 December 1971, over 200 of East Pakistan's intellectuals including professors, journalists, doctors, artists, engineers, and writers were rounded up in Dhaka. They were taken blindfolded to torture cells in Mirpur, Mohammadpur, Nakhalpara, Rajarbagh and other locations in different sections of the city. Later they were executed en masse, most notably at Rayerbazar and Mirpur. In memory of the martyred intellectuals, December 14 is mourned in Bangladesh as Shaheed Buddhijibi Dibosh ("Day of the Martyred Intellectuals").
Even after the official ending of the war on December 16 there were reports of hostile fire from the armed Pakistani soldiers and their collaborators. In one such incident, notable film-maker Zahir Raihan was killed on January 30, 1972 in Mirpur, allegedly by the armed Beharis of Mirpur.
The number of intellectuals killed is estimated as follows: educationist 991, journalist 13, physician 49, lawyer 42, others (litterateur, artist and engineer) 16.[2]
Noted intellectuals who were killed between March 25 and December 16, 1971 in different parts of the country included Govinda Chandra Dev (Philosopher, Professor at DU), Munier Chowdhury (Litterateur, Dramatist, Professor at DU), Mufazzal Haider Chaudhury (Litterateur, Professor at DU), Anwar Pasha (Litterateur, Professor at DU), Dr. Mohammed Fazle Rabbee (cardiologist), Dr. Alim Chowdhury (ophthalmologist), Shahidullah Kaisar (journalist), Nizamuddin Ahmed (Reporter), Selina Parvin (reporter), Altaf Mahmud (lyricist and musician), Dr. Hobibur Rahman (mathematician, Professor at RU), Dhirendranath Datta (politician), Ranadaprasad Saha (philanthropist), Lt. Col. Moazzem Hossain (ex-soldier), Mamun Mahmood (Police Officer), and many other
The tree on the right has its branches raised as if to say 'I surrender.'
Sunrise in the Lyrup section of Murray River National Park.
2 shot panorama at 70mm, 1/8th sec at ISO 100, f/14.0
From afternoon walks around the reservoir... off the beaten track. Autumn beginning to show itself in beautiful colours and form.
Surrender - Natalie Taylor www.youtube.com/watch?v=caoP4dj2oro
Henley Beach has been undergoing construction most of this year. They are building a new square around the jetty with many lovely features for beach-goers to enjoy. That plus some health issues saw me spend many months away from this beautiful place. Despite Adelaide having almost continuous coastline, this is my most magical place to be. The clouds, the reflections, the relative quiet, a place to truly surrender.
Secret, hidden underneath it,
Trying hard to keep it
Safely out of reach.
Creeping, I can feel it breathing,
Calling to the surface,
Finally in my dreams.
Sweet despair feel you devour me...
Silently, Oh won't you carry me..
Home..
Taken down I give into what I can't disguise.
I surrender..I surrender
Broken down, I give into what I can not have..
I surrender..I surrender
Locked in, buried under my skin
Riding on the whispers, restless in the wind
Hunted, I can feel it coming
Keep me under cover in what could of been
Sweet despair feel you devour me...
Silently, Oh won't you carry me..
Home..
Taken down I give into what I can't disguise.
I surrender..I surrender
Broken down, I give into what I can not have..
I surrender..I surrender
Don't make a sound now
Don't make a sound now
Maybe it won't find us after all
Carry.. Me.. Home..
Taken down I give into what I can't disguise.
I surrender..I surrender
Broken down, I give into what I can not have..
I surrender..I surrender
Don't make a sound now
Don't make a sound now
I surrender..I surrender..
Don't make a sound now
Don't make a sound now
I surrender..I surrender..
Broken down I give in.. I give in..
I surrender..I surrender..
(digital daggers - surrender)
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The appeal of this exceptional Cistercian abbey remains as enduring as ever
An area of outstanding beauty complemented by this outstanding beauty in stone. If only the walls could talk! The chants of countless monks echo through the masonry here. Despite the shell of this grand structure being open to the skies, it remains the best-preserved medieval abbey in Wales. Although the abbey church was rebuilt under the patronage of Roger Bigod, lord of nearby Chepstow Castle, in the late 13th century, the monastery retains its original design.
Tintern was only the second Cistercian foundation in Britain, and the first in Wales. The present-day remains are a mixture of building works covering a 400-year period between 1131 and 1536. Very little remains of the first buildings but you will marvel at the vast windows and later decorative details displayed in the walls, doorways and soaring archways.
The lands of the abbey were divided into agricultural units or granges, worked on by lay brothers.
On September 3, 1536 Abbot Wyche surrendered Tintern Abbey to King Henry VIII’s officials and ended a way of life which had lasted 400 years.
You must give everything to make your life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in your imagination.
― Roman Payne
This shot is of a small stream. The leaves on the left side are several inches under water, the leaves on the right are floating on top of the water, the water itself is reflecting the bare trees that once nurtured these leaves.
"The Surrender" This is a self-portrait I created a few months back. The location is a dried up lake called Øyeren, which is located just a few miles outside of Oslo. This image represents the days you just want to surrender and disappear from the face of the earth. I'm sure everybody can relate to this in one way or another... If you want to learn more about my creative process, check out my latest blog post!
Soundtrack // Bande-son proposée par VINCENT (www.flickr.com/photos/58769600@N07): VASHTI BUNYAN (""): www.youtube.com/watch?v=a3SxsVOBvDM
"Whatever pulled the wind that night... It had it bring a tree down... Untidy lime tree holding tight... To the end of my last garden... One of five against the sky... AN ELEGANT SURRENDER... It broke the wall and bent the gate... And warmed us through the winter..."
www.youtube.com/watch?v=5E1dbn6fWI8
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I surrender to the dog hair, the fingerprints on the windows, the weeds in the yard, the high gas prices, the empty containers in the fridge, the construction next door and all the other things that are beyond my control. Of course I had lots of other ideas on how to represent this in an image but for now...I'm keeping it simple.
We're Here theme - flags (not representing a country)
ODC Hanging Down
SALIDA MATINAL CON ALEJANDO Y LOMBART
Bruce Springsteen - No Surrender
TEXTURES BY JENDRIX
in Spotify...Jendrix Garcia
Still waters run deep and life is deeper still,
The meaning of time and the passing of days,
Like the tranquil pond in autumn's haze,
A time for life a time for death,
A never ending circle of birth and passing
Surrender to the summers of time gone by,
Begun in spring to end in winter,
A glimpse of peace to be had,
The resignation of the simple truth
King and slave the strong and weak,
All to pass when time has come,
None to see the coming hereafters
Such vanity of men to think they understand,
If only they could see the loss of all they have,
Great and small live and die,
Some can see and some are blind,
Those that pause to drink in beauty,
Those that see only usability
John Lowe (1750-1798) Calm Surrender (l. 1-18)
Procamera, Snapseed, Stackables App, Afterlight
I was just completing this image yesterday evening when I was overwhelmed by an excruciating abdominal pain. After medication and tests, thankfully it was nothing serious. One thing that resulted from it was this: the physical pain pierced its way through the darkness - and it put a lot of things in perspective. I am left with a feeling of relief and gratefulness. And thus, my edit of the image was altered.
Life throws us a lot of curve balls. When you live with The Black Dog around the corner, it's always important to absolutely focus on the little things that are good so that when the time comes, and you feel overwhelmed, you still have the ability to put one heavy leaden foot in front of the other - even if you have to drag that damn foot. So, sometimes the fight is about surrendering to some facts, simply to accept. When you do, you fight stronger.
What can the one see in a peaceful pond?
What does the other see in wealth?
The one will last, the other fails,
So who has when the day is gone?
When the end is written and all are gone,
What once was is now forever thus,
Did the man touch in passing?
Was the word of kindness spoken?
A moment in time can last or fade,
The legacy of the maker is the pen that says
The calm surrender of life and love,
What is the height, what is the depth?
Life is love and love is life,
From that apart the rest is none
So sit by the pond in autumn's grace,
Listen to the bird, the frog, the cricket singing in the night,
There to find the calm surrender,
the passing of time, love and laughter
John Lowe (1750-1798) Calm Surrender (l. 19-36)