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Set - Fruit & flower shots from Greece. If my ID's are incorrect please do not hesitate to let me know - thank you.

A mimosa in my backyard

I spotted this tree just up the road from the Royal Sydney Yacht Squadron

There is more to see besides the cherry blossoms. I love the wild areas of High Park too.

Holiday Inn Baruna is close to Kuta and the airport and a modern resort hotel on the beach. Read our inspection on eGuide Travel.

Trees in the fog, Remenham, near Henley-on-Thames

Forest reflections

The photo was taken in September, so I guess it’ll look a wee bit different now.

It was a still day, so there were opportunities for this type of shot.

 

P1013241: Taken at Loch Ard, Aberfoyle, Scotland.

Sunset over Germanshire elementary.

my wife caught me and the girls having some tree climbing fun

The brightest light casts the darkest shadow

 

May 9th, 2009...6:54pm. I used some zoom and -2 exposure bias.

 

Every year these trees briefly bloom with glorious dark-pink blossoms. The blossoms then turn light pink in colour, and then fall off. I don't know what kind of trees they are...but they're nice. : )

去年はもう満開だったのに今年は桜遅いですね、

寒いですね。年々、暑さと寒さのふり幅が大きくなってきていると感じるこの頃。

It is likely that Osmotherley means the clearing or 'ley' pronounced lee, belonging to a Viking called 'Asmund' or a Saxon called 'Osmund'. There have been a number spellings of the Osmotherley over the centuries: the name appeared in the Domesday Book as Asmundrelac; it has also been known as Osmundeslay and Osmonderlay.

 

However, fanciful local legend says that Osmotherley was named after the mother of a villager named Oswald or Osmund, who supposedly went out to gather firewood in the winter. When she did not return her son became anxious and went out to look for her. He found her lying in the snow, dead or dying from the cold. Because he was not able to carry her back, he lay down beside her and died himself. It is where Oswald's mother lies, hence Osmotherley.

 

It is a typical, traditional North York Moors village; streets with trees and grass to each side, a cross in the centre, a couple of pubs and shops, narrow passages running between the houses, and the odd hen pecking around.

 

It stands at about 200m elevation on the western edge of the North York Moors National Park, with wide views across to the Yorkshire Dales. The village developed in the 1800’s as an overnight stop on the north-south drove road, and this location is responsible for its present popularity as a walking and outdoor centre; it’s the start (or finish!) of the famous Lykewake Walk, and is on the 192 mile long Coast-to-Coast walk as well as the Cleveland Way.

 

The Shrine of Our Lady of Mount Grace, known locally as ‘The Lady Chapel’ is a holy and historic chapel is the Diocesan Shrine for the Catholic Diocese of Middlesbrough.

 

Located in a wood and overlooking the scenic village of Osmotherley, the site affords panoramic view over Teesside, Bilsdale and, on a clear day, as far as the Pennine hills.

 

Built by Carthusian monks from nearby Mount Grace Priory in the 15th century, it was until recently cared for, on behalf of the Diocese of Middlesbrough, by Benedictine monks from Ampleforth Abbey. It is now under the pastoral care of Saint Mary’s Cathedral, Middlesbrough.

 

This is looking up the tree from the bottom. If the Angel were real she'd be saying "You pervert! Quick looking up my dress!"

 

I made this Christmas tree! Seriously! I took a couple of tomato cages out of the garden, turned them upside down and put lights all the way around it. Then I put the garland on it. Put the Angel on top and there you have it, a Christmas tree.

 

My family isn't big on Christmas trees. I'd like to have a nice big tree but I do agree that they are a lot of work and upkeep, even the artificial ones.

It's been a really wet winter here!

Both of the trees in this build were inspired by Blake Baer, and were a challenge to make, but I am proud of how they came out.

I do like orange streetlights, really nice to walk under.

Interesting trees and landscaping at the chateau

Looking up from the path during a stroll around Stourhead Gardens in Autumn.

Interestingness #16 on April 22,2007

 

Earth teach me to forget myself as melted snow forgets its life.

Earth teach me resignation as the leaves which die in the fall.

Earth teach me courage as the tree which stands all alone.

Earth teach me regeneration as the seed which rises in the spring.

William Alexander

One of my all time favorite photos. Taken from just the right angle, the rotted out trunk formed a sweet little heart in the midst of the brown, dead surroudings.

vegetation of Florida

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