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Cheerish every single moment in their company. Whilst you can.
Film: Kodak Portra 160iso
Format: 120
No Filter, No Post Production, No Crop.
Camera: 1938 Rolleiflex Automat Model 2 - German, Made Pre-World War II,
Lens: Carl Zeiss Jena Tessar Lens 1:3.5
f5.6 1/200
Metering via My Head. The early Rolleiflexes did not have inbuilt meters.
Developed with Bellini C41 Kit
got those 2 mails and a photo so touching.
*Hola. He comnocido a la gata Moon.
Ahora tengo una gatita de 6 semanas que es igual que ella. Tiene Hidrocefalia y labio leposino. Me guataría poder contactar con la dueña de Moon.
Un salud y gracias.*
*Leila, mi gatita está estupendamente, come bien, corre y juega con mis gatos adultos.
Estoy encantada con ella es muy buena.
Lo único que tiene es un ligero movimiento de cabeza pero cada vez lo tiene menos.
me emocioné cuando vi tu caso, eso me ayudó a seguir con ella.
Yo trabajo en una protectora de animales y Betty y su hermana la habían dejado tiradas en la calle. Su hermana ya vive con una familia y Betty se queda a vivir en mi casa con mis cuatro gatos.
Me alegro mucho que me hayas contestado.
Un beso.
Ah, vivimos en Algeciras. España*
Mail 1. My cat Betty
Hy! I read the story of the cat Moon. Now I have a 6 weeks old kitty just like Moon, with clef palate and hydrocephaly. i want to get in touch with the owner of the cat Moon
Mail 2. Re: My cat Betty
Leila, my kitten is very very well, eats a lot, run and play with my other cats. She is a very good kittie. She has a slight bouncing movement of the head that is every day lighter, almost gone now.
I was very touched when I knew bout the cat Moon, that helped me to deal with my kitten.
I work with animal care too. Betty and her sister were abandoned out in the streets, her sister is already adopted and Betty is with me and my other 4 cats.
Thanks for answering my mail, kisses
Ah, we live in Algeciras. Spain
There was a first winter Franklin's gull preening on the spillway right below me. Notice how the feather colors match the water.
First Winter Franklin's gull (Leucophaeus pipixcan)
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Those soulful eyes tell a story, I only wish I could hear.
*Spotted while traveling abroad where unfortunately finding a rescue wasn't available.
This was another one of those cases where I was not quite used to the 10-18mm lens. I normally walk RIGHT to the spot I want to be in then pop the 14-24 on my Nikon and fire away. But now, I’m always off by a few steps with the NEX-7! But, I quickly re-adjust then shoot. If you have shot with a wide angle lens, then you may know about this concept of picturing things from that vantage before you even do it!
- Trey Ratcliff
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Those who know, know.
Amsterdam, 2019.
Muiden Castle (Dutch: Muiderslot) is a castle in the Netherlands, located at the mouth of the Vecht river, some 15 kilometers southeast of Amsterdam, in Muiden, where it flows into what used to be the Zuiderzee. It is one of the better known castles in the Netherlands and featured in many television shows set in the Middle Ages.
The history of Muiden Castle begins with Count Floris V who built a stone castle at the mouth of the river in 1280, when he gained command over an area that used to be part of the Sea of Utrecht. The Vecht river was the trade route to Utrecht, one of the most important trade towns of that age. The castle was used to enforce a toll on the traders. It is a relatively small castle, measuring 32 by 35 metres with brick walls well over 1.5 metres thick. A large moat surrounded the castle.
In 1296, Gerard van Velsen conspired together with Herman van Woerden, Gijsbrecht IV of Amstel, and several others to kidnap Floris V. The count was eventually imprisoned in Muiden Castle. After Floris V attempted to escape, Gerard personally killed the count on the 27th of June 1296 by stabbing him 20 times. The alleged cause of the conflict between the nobles was the rape of Gerard van Velsen's wife by Floris.
In 1297, the castle was conquered by Willem van Mechelen, the Archbishop of Utrecht, and by the year 1300 the castle was demolished.
In the Fourteenth century (ca. 1370-1386) the castle was rebuilt on the same spot based on the same plan, by Albert I, Duke of Bavaria, who at that time was also the Count of Holland and Zeeland.
Pieter Brueghel The Younger (1564-1637), Winter Landscape, 1625. Seen at the exhibition Brueghel The Family Reunion in Noordbrabants Museum 's-Hertogenbosch NL.
Brueghel at my weblog:
johanphoto.blogspot.com/2021/06/pieter-brueghel-de-jonge-...
Those traveling by canoe up the Ottawa River can use utilize this underpass to carry their canoes to the Mattawa River, located a short distance from the passageway, and avoid the strong currents at the juncture of the Mattawa and Ottawa Rivers.
"Do we even know why we fear? Or how much we should? There is a line under the shadows a line that even they don't cross.
With cold fingers they hold that line, preparing us, telling us that they are there. Warning us that life as a darker side.
This one...This one if for those we fear."
We went on a few really cool night hikes in Madagascar, one in search of this little Mouse Lemur. We found one - with the help of our guides of course - otherwise we'd still be wandering around in the dark woods.
Those who know me know that I am forever lugging my tripod around with me, just in case I might need it... They all laugh at me and to be honest mostly I don't need it but when I do it is invaluable and it also works great as an icebreaker, it assures some hilarious pics. The mini HPAD meet in Milan is one example of that situation (people laughing at me :)
As I looked through Scooby39's photostream one of her first PADs made me realise I have never done a shadow photo so here was a perfect opportunity to use my tripod, and include it in the shot :) Thank you Scooby39 for "making me" try a shadow shot.
Those windows will still be there long after Windows 11 is a ridiculous footnote in history.
69C5+22 Vienna
Plenty of those in one of the many high rise that surround Manchester Oxford Road . At the station the 1Q44 Crewe - Crewe test train has stopped for a driver change TNT by BR veterans 37099 and 37116 .
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Tomorrow belongs to those who hear it coming." - David Bowie
[Ushering in 2017 with an open heart and a peaceful resilience. For many of us, 2016 was a strange, powerful, turbulent year. Among so many other incredible beacons, the world lost Bowie. I haven't been up to talking about it publicly very much, because the sudden loss of such an indescribable spirit took the wind and even light out of me for such a time. Here was a man who was undeniably whomever he chose to be, at any given point. I doubt there will be another artist in my lifetime who will inspire me to the degree Bowie did.
From the age of seven on, I followed along with his journey, rapt in his mesmerizing glow. He taught me how to embrace my "weird," and he helped so many of us who felt we never belonged to feel we actually do. I had a dream of someday photographing him. Clearly that didn't pan out—not how I'd hoped. But it reminded me of the precious nature of life and how even when things don't happen as we envision, it doesn't mean we stop going. Bowie sure as hell wouldn't have.
Do what you need to to get yourself riled up for positive change. Dance on a rooftop, sparkler in hand, singing Bowie at the top of your lungs. You are alive! You are breathing and your heart is beating, and there is so much to see and taste and experience!
And there is work to be done. The planet is gasping for us. Marginalized people need our support—our *active* support. This is not a time for despondency or indifference or apathy. This is a time for revolutionary thinking, dreaming, and action. The world needs warriors with drive and passion and fire that pulls at the seams of their existence. Are you a warrior? Of course you are—to LIVE is to be a warrior. Every. Damn. Day. Now let's get to work. No time to dally. Tomorrow belongs to those who hear it coming.
Huge thank you to Redd Walitzki for the beautiful Dark Crystal inspired war paint! And another big thank you to Adric Knight for braving the chill of the forest with me yesterday to help me capture this portrait. Happy new year. Let's make it that, shall we?]
Took a short trip out to one of my local favourites earlier, Randolph's Leap near Forres. I was hoping for a few more leaves to still be on the trees but there were just enough, along with those already fallen, to add an autumnal feel. A light mist finished the scene off nicely.
For those interested, I am teaching 3 more night photography workshops (one in July, one in August, and one in September) and I still have space available.
These workshops are primarily directed at beginners. For more information on the workshops, registration, and dates, please visit my website.
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I took this shot during last night's workshop. Participants were practicing taking shots during blue hour around Chicago's famous Cloud Gate, also known as the "Bean" to locals. While I was helping the student with her settings I took the chance to capture this scene.
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For those who know me know well, that every year I follow a family of goslings around at my local park. I'm anxiously awaiting for Spring to begin so I can once again meet the new goslings of the family. The most adorable little things and always so funny to watch as they learn the ins and outs of life and all it's follies!!
I took this last year :)
Spotted this Lotus seed pod that has matured to the point it looks ready to drop the seeds it is holding. It's interesting to see how much those seeds vary in size, and that one is already missing.
Not sure how they are deposited? A gust of wind, a bird who drops it, or it wilts as it ages and they just fall out? Regardless, hopefully at least one gets planted, and next year we'll be able to see and enjoy a beautiful Lotus blossom growing at the edge of the Lotus Pond.
A fun discovery at the Lotus Pond at Dauset Trails Nature Center.
This image reminds me of the adage 'Keep your head whilst those around you lose theirs'.
I was stood perilously in the middle of the very busy rush hour traffic for this shoot but it was worth it for the majesty of the Arc amidst all the mania.
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cute postcard I got for my mom, but very fitting right now considering I'm super tired and drained today...in urgent need of sleep =_=
I was lucky to catch this lioness's gaze as she enjoyed some refreshing water on a warm day on the Mara last month.
One of 25,000+ images I'm trying to process from my trip!
Masai Mara, Kenya
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It's a strange title for a bench seat in the setting sun, but it comes from master storyteller Mark Knopfler on his album "Tracker" (2015). Long before the challenges of 2020, this song about a struggling boxer had become a metaphor to me of how we deal with the pain of hurt and failure.
So this year we all feel like we've gone 15 rounds with a heavyweight champion and we have the bruises to show for it. What do we do, hide in a corner and wish it all away? Or do we take the stoic approach, and carry our broken bones home to mend on ice?
As the sun sets on 2020, we won't lament its passing, BUT there are no guarantees we won't get knocked around again next year. In fact there are no more guarantees in life. Period. So perhaps Mark Knopfler's advice (which sounds a little harsh) is really good medicine for the soul. "Those broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em, broken bones, you carry 'em home."
Here is the song in full:
"She likes a man with a broken nose
Lucky for me, I suppose
Shots coming in like the monthly bills
Soon they'll be saying I'm over the hill
Well the bell goes clang and you're on your own
You take your medicine and go home
You take it like a man, on the chin
And you don't make a fuss when the towel comes in
Now let me go home, got to lay in ice
And I don't want to hear no more advice
Just give me my clothes
Get me out of this place
How many more stitches in my face?
Those broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bones, you carry 'em home
Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bones, you carry 'em home
He had the punch lines, I was the joke
Every shot felt like something broke
It was all much more than a man should stand
And I finally went down to a big right hand
Now let me go home, got to lay in ice
And I don't want to hear no more advice
Just give me my clothes
Get me out of this place
How many more stitches in my face?
Those broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bones, you carry 'em home
Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bones, you carry 'em home
Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bones, you carry 'em home
Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bones, you carry 'em home"
Mark Knopfler's version, "Broken Bones":
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Here's one of my workshop attendees capturing the arch of the Milky Way over the Mittens in Monument Valley in early March 2016.
For those attending my late March 2017 5 night Arches NP Milky Way workshop, I will be bringing everyone to this secret site of mine for their own take of the arch of the Milky Way. In this workshop I include 3 days of 4 hour Photoshop Milky Way post processing sessions so you may see how to bring out the best in your Milky Way photos.
I am taking advanced reservations for a March 2017 workshop here. If interested in getting on the list before it is full, please send me a message. I restrict the workshop to 6 people.
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Time to chill out to Project Blue Sun's song ... Sun-Naked.
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For those of you who requested more posts of these beauties, this is the last unpublished photo I have.
At first glance, with all of those ropes, this skiff looks rather like a puppet skiff. One that, perhaps, has aspirations to star in one of Gerry Anderson’s famous supermarionation telly shows.
I didn’t have the heart to say that Mr Anderson wasn’t able to make any more shows, on account of the fact that he died some time ago. I also thought it would be a tad rude to pass comment about the thickness of those ropes, for they would surely show-up on the film if any of the old shows were to be subject to one of those ’reboots’ and our friend here managed to land a nice, puppety part.
Also, I couldn’t help but notice that someone appears to have moored their tree in the harbour. This does not seem to be a wholly sensible thing to do, but then much of the world is no longer sensible, so who am I to comment?
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Sometimes a harbour has only one skiff that is shared amongst all of the boat owners and visitors alike. It's an old tradition, from a time when materials were hard to come by and everything was looked after with great care. That's why in certain seaside towns, particularly those that still value their heritage, one can often hear conversations along the lines of the following:
"Dave, where's the skiff? I need to get to me boat."
"Beryl's got it, Be back at half-past three she says."
"Oh, righto. Time for a tasty bite and a quick cuppa then."
"Lovely, no sugar for me ta, I've given it up. Wife says I ought to lose a few pound. D'ya want sauce on yer chips?"
"Ahrrr."
All of this is, of course, nonsense. No one in their right mind would spoil chips with sauce.
Ever have one of those days where you are out of sync with everyone else? That’s what today has felt like to me. If it could go wrong, it did. What happened to me taking back my life into my hands? Sigh.
As for the title of today's picture, I run on coffee. As you can see, since today everything was going wrong, I treated my self to the biggest iced coffee I could get. I have the feeling I will be drinking lots of caffeine in the next couple of weeks....impending doom is coming, I can feel it.