The Road Less Traveled
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" I have traveled through many storms
Felt the sunlight leave my sky
But I am still here
I have fallen from many heights
Took the time to heal my wounds
And I’m still fighting
And I’m growing stronger
Even when I’m broken
Piece myself back together,
Stand up tall
Fight the fear and carry on
I’m growing stronger ... "
- Fearless Soul -
As I traveled through the Scottish Highlands, I found the many deserted crofts particularly poignant. They stand as a symbol of lost hopes and dreams for me.
"There are some griefs so loud
They could bring down the sky,
And there are griefs so still
None knows how deep they lie,
Endured, never expended.
~ May Sarton
"Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference."
~Robert Frost~
Texture - Background Path 2 by Lenabem-Anna J.
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Back To Nature
Those old familiar landscapes
Within my heart are longed,
Though many years have passed now
The time has not assuaged.
The willow trees in springtime,
The ducklings on the pond,
The scent of sweet magnolia
Bring memories dear and fond.
A rustic fence that traveled far
And made a boundary line
Enclosed a world that I knew best
With treasures I called mine.
A sprawling house of many rooms
And stair with spiral rail
Overlooked a broad expanse
That often I would trail.
I've travled to a distant place
Where friends have been so kind,
But old familiar landscapes
Are etched upon my mind.
BETTY COOKE
I have been wanting to post this image for a while but I keep forgetting to do it. Perhaps you think I would have been better off to continue to forget about it but I love it enough to venture on these lesss traveled roads. :)
It's starting to "look a lot like autumn".
I was reminded of the poem by Robert Frost, "The Road not Taken".
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.
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Back roads in the Colorado Rockies in the fall with the Aspen glowing everywhere.
Hope you all have a wonderful weekend
Thank you for your support and visit!
"Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference."
- Robert Frost
Taken @ Wild Edge
Traveled to some unchartered territories this morning looking for some owls. Almost turned around as I was a good hour North. Found this obliging one. I should have done video is the only regret I had. Got some decent close frames today. :)
"Tuve que hacerte sentir incomodo, de lo contrario nunca te hubieras movido"
El universo
"I had to make you feel uncomfortable, otherwise you would never have moved"
The universe
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hj5IsFtx8tY
Fringe Element - Road Less Traveled
Gracias a todos por vuestras visitas y comentarios.
Thank you all for your visits and comments.
When I traveled to Rocky Mountains, astonished by the beauties of incredible shapes of snow covered mountains, local people are accustomed to the scenery, but envy the fall colors at East of Canada...
So when I came back from Rocky Mountains, decided to enjoy the unique fall colors at East of Canada... Here was at Quebec, could not remember the exact location, just remembered passing through a bridge, the little house was in the middle of the colorful forest, reflected on the still lake, like fairy tale world...
PS: Photo was taken handhold, could not use tripod on the bridge...
I have traveled up to here several times in recent months, primarily to pass Edge Hill and Allerton depots, looking for new Northern units.. usually out one way and back the other, that is surface/Northern and Mersey Rail.
As i have a Mersey pass, being a resident and age qualified it costs zero... happy days.
At this limit of the Mersey rail system, appropriately named "Hunts Cross" you can detrain from one service, cross the platforms and board another, the Mersey rail frequency is such that you only need wait 15 minutes for a ride back into the City, or where ever you fancy....
I traveled on Tonle Sap in a very “basic” boat, and was fortunate to find a local boatman, who was able to take me close to shore and “beach” the boat several times so I could see life there as it really was. The family living here supplemented their income by raising pigs seen center foreground. Some were kept in very small crates, others allowed to walk freely in the space between houses. Some of the crates were constructed so they would float tethered to the main home when the lake waters rose to the level of the houses. Because of the change in water levels as the water flows in and out of the Mekong, the houses on the lake are built on stilts to allow for the 8-9 meter rise in the water level during the rainy season.
What a disappointment. Traveled 6 hours to take this photo, weather said there was going to be plenty of high clouds, great for a sunrise. Well, there were no clouds, and I couldn’t travel all that way and not take a photo, captured just as the sun was peaking over the mountains to the east. A little golden light on the viaduct. I also missed peak color by a week.
Camera: Nikon Z6
Lens: Lens: Nikkor Z 24-200mm f/4-6.3 VR
(135mm @ f/16, .6 sec, ISO 100)
A less traveled road is the road for me.
In just about another week this will start to turn to a golden yellow. Hopefully I can get the right light to show it's true beauty. This one was shot on a dark slightly foggy morning. No matter the light it's a beautiful place to be.
Thanks to all who stop by. Have a safe and fun weekend.
“Para entender todo, es necesario olvidarlo todo”.
"Lo que eres es lo que has sido. Lo que serás es lo que haces a partir de ahora."
Buda
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Fringe Element - Road Less Traveled
Gracias a todos por vuestras visitas y comentarios.
Thank you all for your visits and comments.
Yesterday morning I traveled early to the upper reaches of the Tieton River basan above Rimrock Reservoir and found 5 Sparuce Grouse. The light was poor but I managed to get a few photos. It was 37 F when I started hiking and intermittent light rain was falling so it was difficult to keep the camera dry and at the same time get photos in very dim light. Fortunately for photographers these birds are not timid. Then again, maybe it is unfortunate that people and presumably coyotes and other predator can easily approach them. There are only 2 places in Yakima County, Washington where these birds have been seen in recent years They are rare in this part of Washington State. These birds
are the Franklin subspecies.
I appreciate the views, invites, comments and faves. Thank you all.
In 1937 Ernest Hemingway traveled to Spain to cover the civil war there for the North American Newspaper Alliance. Three years later he completed the greatest novel to emerge from "the good fight," For Whom the Bell Tolls. The story of Robert Jordan, a young American in the International Brigades attached to an antifascist guerilla unit in the mountains of Spain, it tells of loyalty and courage, love and defeat, and the tragic death of an ideal. In his portrayal of Jordan's love for the beautiful Maria and his superb account of El Sordo's last stand, in his brilliant travesty of La Pasionaria and his unwillingness to believe in blind faith, Hemingway surpasses his achievement in The Sun Also Rises and A Farewell to Arms to create a work at once rare and beautiful, strong and brutal, compassionate, moving and wise. "If the function of a writer is to reveal reality," Maxwell Perkins wrote to Hemingway after reading the manuscript, "no one ever so completely performed it." Greater in power, broader in scope, and more intensely emotional than any of the author's previous works, it stands as one of the best war novels of all time.
Every evening, you've traveled to this lake and sat with your trusted Meow Meow to star gaze. One night on the way to said lake, you find a tome. Filled with strange spells and incantations, mystified you can't help but flick through, page by page, relishing the opportunity to learn these long lost spells.
If you want to acquire such knowledge yourself, luck shines upon you as well then all you need to do is head to Enchantment open until June 3rd, to snag the new "Aza Empyrea" - Cosmic Codex, by Vae Victis, and you'll be that much closer to all that fun Eldritch stuff!
But maybe, like me, you can't read. That's fine! The gorgeous Fog Splitter sword I'm clutching is by the lovely Zavodila, available now at Ota con!, open until May 31st!
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Road Less Traveled - Lauren Alaina
The path less traveled in Gränna. I love this beautiful autumn contrast, the vivid green grass holding on strong, framing the fiery heart of the forest trail and that classic red cottage. Nature putting on a show. It’s amazing how much beauty waits just around the bend. This little trail was worth the detour. I hope you find some autumn magic today.
This one felt quiet and rich, like a whispered secret from the forest. I’m glad we followed the detour.
Many years ago we traveled to the Hawaiian Island of Kauaʻi. Driving up the curving roads, little did I know that a stunning view was just around the bend.
"The canyon has a unique geologic history as it was formed not only by the steady process of erosion but also by a catastrophic collapse of the volcano that created Kauaʻi."
The above information was found at...https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waimea_Canyon_State_Park#:~:text=Waimea%20Canyon%2C%20also%20known%20as,Islands%20of%20the%20United%20States.
Traveled to the Adagio Breeze "The Mesa" Sim in Second Life Visit here maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Adagio%20Breeze/241/140/3913
I traveled all the way from Florida to California in a failed attempt to photograph Bobcats. We, of course, have them in Florida. Recently, a family of Bobcats has taken up residence at a local wildlife refuge, and as such, is more tolerant of humans than would otherwise be the case. I only had a few days to try to get some images any only got lucky twice on several attempts. This one's my favorite.
I recently traveled throughout four central European countries. Everywhere there were signs like this demonstrating the outrage against the illegal Putin-led Russian invasion against Ukraine. This one is from Prague in the Czech Republic.
Shot with the Olympus E-M1, Mark II with a Leica 8.0-18.0 mm f/2.8-4.0 lens.
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Captain's log, stardate 6102.1. While investigating a distress call from a star cluster in the Protari system our ship, the U.S.S. Constitution and its crew, were pulled into a mysterious tractor beam. All data shows that we've somehow been transported to another dimension.
Myself, Captain Jezebel Kraai along with Science Officer Cidni Starchild, Chief Engineer Harper Blackwood, and Lieutenant Moran have set foot on what appears to be a post apocalyptic world. The surface appears to be like our own Earth and so far we're reading no life forms.
Could this be Earth and could we have somehow traveled back in time? Is this the year 2231, just after the first nuclear strikes of World War III? I will update when we have more data. Kraai out.
I appreciate these wonderful ladies and fellow artist for helping me out on this one. It's been a long time coming as this shot was actually taken this past May.
I was sort of baffled about what I wanted to do with this capture then decided to do a fantasy composite with it. So this is my first try at this sort of thing. I hope you guys find it at least adequate. Thanks!♥
This the 4th capure I inducted to the In Good Company Erotica Gallery for their October show.
The gallery is owned and operated by my friend Marcus Strong. Thank you so much Marcus for the oppotunity.♥
We traveled the Shafer Trail Road on the switchbacks for a 1500 foot drop down to the White Rim above the Colorado River. The road was originally a trail improved in 1880's by the Shafer brothers who used it to move cattle from the top of the mesa down to winter grazing. The Trail was further improved in the 1950's as a road for uranium mining. It's still an exciting and challenging drive.
Outtakes and Leftovers, having a hard time getting out of the house (figuratively speaking).
I hope everyone's having an awesome weekend.
We recently traveled to Vancouver where I had a chance to capture a few non landscape images. My goal was to explore some of the nooks and crannies around the Vancouver Public Library. Here, steps appear golden from reflected light. This is as a result of "the building's walls that are clad in sand stone coloured pre-cast concrete." It was a superb afternoon working with existing light, shapes, angels, and a few people.
Absolute fun.
I have traveled for a thousand years across a timeless universe.
I have looked into millions of eyes and escaped shooting stars and falling skies.
I have talked to billions of people, but what led me to you was a simple steeple.
I gazed into your soulfire and felt the cosmos burn.
After hearing your heart song, I made endless wishes, dreamed of blissful kisses, and watched the hourglass turn.
You are an eternal flame yet so much like a comet shooting across my sky.
You come to light me up and then flitter away with the wings of a galactic butterfly.
Your soulfire pulls me in ever so closer to the treasure; the prize.
Feeling the burn as I am lost, once more, in your eyes...
I thought to pair this image with a song, but how can you contain soulfire? It is not just one when it is in them all.
This is a double image of leaves that I took in April. I added a third layer with my star photography that I did back in September of Sagittarius and Scorpio.
I hope you all continue to let your soulfire burn as we head into May and hear the beautiful music of your own heart.
Thank you for the kind favs and comments. I'll come visit your solar system soon.
The Road Not Taken
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
Cagle's Chasm
Marion Co. Tennessee
Main pit depth 186'
Natural lighting
In the deeper recesses of Canyonlands, we traveled the bottoms along the Green River. It snakes a corridor of buttes and mesas, sometimes opening up into the flood plains of the side canyons, most of whose interiors are even deeper recesses. But it was up one of those arterioles that we navigated, across rough badlands on a dirt track crisscrossing its wash, another five miles deeper, to the end. We set up camp, in an amphitheater of red rock cliffs, talus slopes, and Wingate monoliths. In the silent witness of desert and sky, even our words were spare. They say there are vortexes, like Sedona, where psychic forces swirl. I have found myself in places that hold a magic of their own, independent of us, where the power of the land just exists in the arrangement of features that somehow sync with our sense of universal order. Perhaps we can’t help trying to humanize that. This was such a place. It is always surprising, this far from civilization and the absence of artificial light, how swiftly the dark descends...twilight seems just a word in passing. I stayed up awhile, fighting off the sleep that long days of exploring bring, waiting for a full moon that would rise behind me. But sometimes these places don’t wait for you, moving on of their own accord. After a time of darkness, moonlight was greeted by the songs of coyotes, and washed down the walls of the circle, spreading across the desert floor. Horizons pushed closer, tendrils of cloud blown ahead in vanguard, pushed by currents I could not feel. We turned under the universe above, all of it powered by forces I cannot explain, that people have prayed to from time immemorial. I awoke in the morning, a new energy pushing the night away, as if I was still in a dream.
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