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Horizontal lightning as severe thunderstorms rocketed through SW Virginia.
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No one knew quite where the Thread came from.
A visual remnant of a whisper
A secret between plant tips
One connection of many
In a forest of consciousness
So delicate, like a thought
You can barely remember
Just on the tip of your mind
Was the thread really there?
Perhaps, imagined into existence
Look away during a gust of wind
And it's gone...
A bit like us to a mountain or an ocean or a large redwood tree.
Maybe we should all just stop fighting.
And find the thread between us.
Recommended listening: Yui Onodera's 1982
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hundreds of strings hanging from the ceiling, little embroidered cups hang from each, I slide around on my back and when I saw the light ;o) I shot and kept speeding the shutter to get the starburst affect I wanted.
From my maternal grandmother's sewing box.
3cm/1.18 inches across the frame. The Laowa 60mm lens magnifies by two, so that this appears larger than it measures. Measurement in first comment.
This 4mm square frame or 5/32 inch square frame captures the perfect together ....needle and thread.
shot with a fujifilm x-s10 and a helios 44m-4 58mm f/2 with a reversed rear element
my thoughts on this lens config:
While my husband and I were watching the storm, I fired off a couple of long exposure shots. This was one that I captured. The lightning didn't go through the windmill but it sure appeared that way.
Beaver County Oklahoma USA
Urd, Verdandi, Skuld by name—
Past, Present, and What Still to Come.
Beneath the tree, they softly hum,
And to the thread, all worlds succumb.
Rungardvik turns 4 today. Happy Birthday to us!
Hope is the golden thread
that should be woven into every experience of life
Author unknown
You must have been warned
against letting the golden hours slip by.
Yes, but some of them are golden
only because we let them slip by
Sir James Matthew Barrie
Water and stone are in constant dialogue - shaping one another through movement and time. This image, Threads of Water, opens the chapter The Dance of Water and Stone in my new book Artwork of Nature.
In this chapter, I explore how water carves the land over years and centuries, from gentle ripples to dramatic, sculpted formations. Each photograph reflects that ongoing exchange between two of nature’s strongest forces — a reminder of how motion leaves its mark and memory on the landscape.
After a wonderful first week of pre-sales, I’m deeply grateful for the support so far. If you’d like to explore the project and secure a signed copy, you can find all the details here:
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Bottle of Thread Spools viewed at Past Perfect Too....a "shabby chic" type decor store.
Lawton, OK.
note: Level 3 contrast edit in Flickr Photo Editor.
© Leanne Boulton, All Rights Reserved
Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Black and white re-edit of a shot from July 2015. Enjoy!
You are my golden thread ♥
We don't accomplish anything in this life alone...and whatever happens is the result of the whole tapestry of one's life and all the weavings of individual threads from one to another that creates something.
Sandra Day O'Connor
Picture taken at The Vordun Museum- a place that both surprised me and enchanted me! maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Vordun/165/173/41