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Aspen's reflection...!!!
An impressionnist photo safari concentrated mainly on a daily basis (or almost) on my small piece of planet of 55 000 square feet …!!!
A Thoreau "waldennienne" approach …!!!
Reflet de ma rivière sauvage …!!!
Un safari photo impressioniste au quotidien concentré essentiellement (ou presque) sur un petit morceau de planète de 55 000 pieds carrés ...!!!
Une démarche "waldennienne" à la Thoreau …!!!
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"Temblor".
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Querétaro - México.
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Created for the Blind Pig Challenge 40 "Winter Trees"
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"Ah! like gold fall the leaves in the wind,
long years numberless as the wings of trees!
The years have passed like swift draughts
of the sweet mead in lofty halls
beyond the West, beneath the blue vaults of Varda,
wherein the stars tremble in the song
of her voice, holy and queenly.
Who now shall refill the cup for me?
For now the Kindler, Varda, the Queen of the Stars,
From Mount Everwhite has uplifted her hands like clouds,
and all paths are drowned deep in shadow;
and out of a grey country darkness lies
on the foaming waves between us, and mist
covers the jewels of Calacirya for ever.
Now lost, lost to those from the East is Valimar!
Farewell! Farewell! Maybe thou shalt find Valimar.
Maybe even thou shalt find it. Farewell!"
Sir, the year growing ancient,
Not yet on summer's death nor on the birth
Of trembling winter, the fairest flowers o' th' season
Are our carnations and streaked gillyvors,
Which some call nature's bastards.
(William Shakespeare)
""The wind is blowing………the little drop is trembling, it is a bit scared it might fall…..the wind blew once more and indeed the next moment the drop fell…""
A combination of water and wind for the Macro Mondays theme “Four Elements”.
Happy Macro Monday everyone!
Mockingbirds, Thrashers, Tremblers and Catbirds are in the same family, besides their colors Catbirds and Mockingbirds behave so much alike, great mimics of cat sound also great singing bird.
Video of Catbird sound.
Conditions were not so nice. On the weather side, a little bit of snow and very windy. Next to that, the frequent trains making the bridge tremble was a thorn in the flesh to manage a sharp long exposure… Anyway, I am not so disappointed on the result.
I needed to lose you to find me
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlJDTxahav0
Selena Gomez - Lose You To Love Me
Wearing:
.Entwined. Sophie
GENUS Project - Genus Head - Baby Face
amara beauty - Corissa eyeshadows GENUS
HARO Rosy Dress – Maitreya
HARO Neckerchief - Maitreya
Scene:
8f8 - forgotten secrets
01_8f8 - forgotten secrets - within the ruins RARE
03_8f8 - forgotten secrets - anima di concerto RARE
04_8f8 - forgotten secrets - dance with your hands
10_8f8 - forgotten secrets - creepy hugger
11_8f8 - forgotten secrets - broken image
12_8f8 - forgotten secrets - mystical woods
13_8f8 - forgotten secrets - night sky
16_8f8 - forgotten secrets - locked in silence
17_8f8 - forgotten secrets - private knowledge
20_8f8 - forgotten secrets – deartime
21_8f8 - forgotten secrets - distant calling
22_8f8 - forgotten secrets - key is in the bottle
23_8f8 - forgotten secrets - karma
32_8f8 - forgotten secrets - trembling light
24_8f8 - forgotten secrets – prosperity
8f8 - forgotten secrets – peace
25_8f8 - forgotten secrets - love
27_8f8 - forgotten secrets - breaking free
28_8f8 - forgotten secrets - carrie
29_8f8 - forgotten secrets - can you read the sound?
32_8f8 - forgotten secrets - trembling light
- 8f8 - Storyteller's Burrow
20 - 8f8 - Storyteller's Burrow - Curtain
34 - 8f8 - Storyteller's Burrow - Old Rugs
32 - 8f8 - Storyteller's Burrow - Pipe Set
40 - 8f8 - Storyteller's Burrow - Lantern Cage
35 - 8f8 - Storyteller's Burrow - Stairway to Knowledge
Nutmeg. Soul Collector's
9. Nutmeg. Soul Collector's Armchair Brown PG
11. Nutmeg. Soul Collector's Draped Table
13. Nutmeg. Soul Collector's Magnifier
16. Nutmeg. Soul Collector's Papers
. Nutmeg. Memoirs Diaries set:
3. Nutmeg. Memoirs Diaries set RARE
15. Nutmeg. Memoirs Diaries set Red
Nutmeg. Countryside Dream Collection:
Nutmeg. Countryside Dream Spruce Branch
Nutmeg. Countryside Dream Knitting
Apt B // Summer Travel Luggage RARE
.03 [ kunst ] - Phonograph record (1)
.05 [ kunst ] - Phonograph record (3)
.09 [ kunst ] - Candle holder
05 [ kunst ] - Blood jug RARE
.06 [ kunst ] - Blood globet
Location: Jumis Studio
Sitting Paragon: Sparrow
Capture: Firestorm
Editing & Post Processing: Gimp
Background by "TT"
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The Fairies Dancing
~Walter De la Mare~
I heard along the early hills,
Ere yet the lark was risen up,
Ere yet the dawn with firelight fills
The night-dew of the bramble-cup,
I heard the fairies in a ring
Sing as they tripped a lilting round
Soft as the moon on wavering wing.
The starlight shook as if with sound,
As if with echoing, and the stars
Prankt their bright eyes with trembling gleams
While red with war the gusty Mars
Rained upon earth his ruddy beams.
He shone alone, low down the West,
While I, behind a hawthorn-bush,
Watched on the fairies flaxen-tressed
The fires of the morning flush.
Till, as a mist, their beauty died,
Their singing shrill and fainter grew;
And daylight tremulous and wide
Flooded the moorland through and through;
Till Urdon’s copper weathercock
Was reared in golden flame afar,
And dim from moonlit dreams awoke
The towers and groves of Arroar.
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“Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”
Pablo Neruda
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"Tremella mesenterica (common names include yellow brain, golden jelly fungus, yellow trembler, and witches' butter is a common jelly fungus in the Tremellaceae family of the Agaricomycotina.
It is most frequently found on dead but attached and on recently fallen branches, especially of angiosperms, as a parasite of wood decay fungi in the genus Peniophora.
The gelatinous, orange-yellow fruit body of the fungus, which can grow up to 7.5 cm (3.0 in) diameter, has a convoluted or lobed surface that is greasy or slimy when damp.
It grows in crevices in bark, appearing during rainy weather. Within a few days after rain it dries into a thin film or shriveled mass capable of reviving after subsequent rain.
This fungus occurs widely in deciduous and mixed forests and is widely distributed in temperate and tropical regions that include Africa, Asia, Australia, Europe, North and South America. Although considered bland and flavorless, the fungus is edible. Tremella mesenterica produces carbohydrates that are attracting research interest because of their various biological activities. - WiKi
"Gele trilzwam (Tremella mesenterica)
De gele trilzwam is een trilzwam uit de familie Tremellaceae.
De gele trilzwam is het gehele jaar door, maar vooral in voorjaar en late herfst, te vinden op takken van loofbomen en struiken. De soort is algemeen in België en Nederland.
Het vruchtlichaam heeft een doorsnede van 1 tot 5 cm en is onregelmatig hersenachtig geplooid. Het komt tevoorschijn uit spleten in boomschors en is eerst geel en later bleekgeel gekleurd. In droge toestand verandert de substantie van geleiachtig tot kraakbeenachtig taai en ook donkerder van kleur." - WiKi
Can you hear the wind? Long exposure on a stable tripod. I hesitated to leave this up last year, but assumed on Sliders Sunday folks might feel more lenient, even though I did little to the photo.
Only the wind moved on this cloudy day. Aspen leaves "quake" or tremble in the wind. The pink leaves came from a fruit tree of some sort.
About as shot from RAW. The camera and lens and Nikon 2x teleconverter were on a heavy duty tripod using a Jobu-Design gimbal head.
I adore these leaves and trees. But this is the first time I've let the strong wind determine the photo.
*In January 2022 I asked for help, and a Flickr support hero removed my accounts from the Explore algorithm.
Never say there is nothing beautiful in the world anymore. There is always something to make you wonder in the shape of a tree, the trembling of a leaf.
Albert Schweitzer
I chose this photo for MM theme as symbol of our lives at the mercy of COVID pandemic.
Beside the EXIF info you can find for this photo, I used also a ND filter to lower the shutter speed and increase the trembling effect.
“Never say there is nothing beautiful in the world anymore. There is always something to make you wonder in the shape of a tree, the trembling of a leaf.” - Albert Schweitzer. Enjoy a Tree-mendous Tuesday.
"Uncertain Journeys". Detail of a large installation by Chiharu Shiota. Exhibition 'The Soul Trembles'. For 'Smile on Saturday', theme: 'creative with rope'.
When the wind likes a path, the weeds around that path will tremble all day long....
~Mehmet Murat ildan
vedo ancora l’acciaio tremare...
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much better large size and on black - molto meglio in grande e su sfondo nero
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Grazie a tutti gli amici di flickr per i gentili commenti e le visite.
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thanks to all my flickr friends for your kind visits and comments.
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for ~ fence Friday ~ group
happy fence Friday
( Do not ) Tremble is a great track by The Low Anthem , who we saw in Bristol last night and were superb. I love these overpowering Liassic Limestone cliffs on the Glamorgan Heritage Coast, but they're not very stable, so being at the base of them is not a good idea. Do not tremble sums up my feelings, and also the wish the cliffs don't move.
I have scarcely left you
When you go in me, crystalline,
Or trembling,
Or uneasy, wounded by me
Or overwhelmed with love, as
when your eyes
Close upon the gift of life
That without cease I give you.
My love,
We have found each other
Thirsty and we have
Drunk up all the water and the
Blood,
We found each other
Hungry
And we bit each other
As fire bites,
Leaving wounds in us.
But wait for me,
Keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
A rose.
Absence by Pablo Neruda
my textures
Chiharu Shiota’s installation Accumulation: Searching for the Destination is made from approx. 430 oscillating suitcases, the work inspired by the discovery of old newspapers in a suitcase she found in Berlin. All things have their own, innate memories, and in this case, the suitcases suggest the memories, movement and migration of strangers; the very journeys of people’s lives. View the work in ‘Chiharu Shiota: The Soul Trembles’ at the Gallery of Modern Art (GOMA), Brisbane until 3 October 2022.
Original image to the left has been flipped horizontally to create a Mirror effect.
I have scarcely left you
When you go in me, crystalline,
Or trembling,
Or uneasy, wounded by me
Or overwhelmed with love, as
when your eyes
Close upon the gift of life
That without cease I give you.
My love,
We have found each other
Thirsty and we have
Drunk up all the water and the
Blood,
We found each other
Hungry
And we bit each other
As fire bites,
Leaving wounds in us.
But wait for me,
Keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
A rose.
Absence by Pablo Neruda
Albert Bridge, London
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It's edible but tasteless and apparently sometimes used to give texture to soups. No, I didn't try it and would rather just leave it in the woods. It lights up the dark, autumnal forest floor prettily if it catches a ray of sunlight as in this photo.
Trembler indeed: Tremella mesenterica.
Kearns, Ontario, Canada
Merci beaucoup pour tous vos commentaires, ils sont grandement appréciés.
Lors de mon voyage à travers le Canada, j'ai eu l'occasion de voir deux ours noirs et les deux en Ontario. Voici le deuxième que j'ai tout simplement aperçu en roulant sur la route Trans-Canadienne juste avant de rentrer au Québec après Kearns. Il était grimpé tout au haut d'un Tremble et se gavait des jeunes pousses et des fruits. Ce jeune mâle ne semblait aucunement importuné par ma présence sur la route au pied de l'arbre. Une observation que j'ai adoré.
Kearns, Ontario, Canada
Thank you very much for all your comments, they are greatly appreciated.
During my trip across Canada last spring, I had the opportunity to see two black bears and both in Northern Ontario. Here is the second one that I simply saw while driving on the Trans-Canada highway just before enterring the Privince of Quebec after Kearns Ontario. He had climbed to the very top of an Aspen tree and was gorging himself on young shoots and fruit. This young male seemed in no way bothered by my presence on the road at the foot of the tree. A sighting that I really enjoyed.
Across the warm night's subtle dusk,
Where linger yet the purple light
And perfume of the wild, sweet musk,—
So softly glowing, softly bright,
Tremble the rhododendron bells,
The rose-pink rhododendron bells.
[from "The Rhododendron Bells" by Ella Higginson]
It has taken me all day to get into the new, improved Flickr. I'll catch up tonight and tomorrow. Good luck, everyone!
North Saanich, Vancouver Island
Topaz Studio texturing
En 1789, un tremblement de terre a produit un affaissement du graben de 67 m d'un coup !
Les coulées postglaciaires de basalte à olivine( $1) émises par le Skjaldbreidur emplissent le fond du graben.
Ces mouvements sont aussi la source de tremblements de terre fréquents, et parfois une activité volcanique se manifeste par l'augmentation de la température des eaux de la rivière avoisinante.
Les bords de la faille s'agrandissent en moyenne de 1 cm chaque année
($1) L'olivine est un minéral du groupe des silicates ,qui se cristallise
In 1789, an earthquake caused the graben to sink 67 m at once!
Postglacial olivine basalt flows ($ 1) emitted by the Skjaldbreidur fill the bottom of the graben.
These movements are also the source of frequent earthquakes, and sometimes volcanic activity is manifested by the increase in the temperature of the waters of the neighboring river.
The edges of the fault widen on average by 1 cm each year
($ 1) Olivine is a mineral from the silicate group, which crystallizes
¡En 1789, un terremoto hizo que el graben se hundiera 67 m de una vez!
Los flujos de basalto olivino postglacial ($ 1) emitidos por el Skjaldbreidur llenan el fondo del graben.
Estos movimientos son también fuente de frecuentes terremotos, y en ocasiones la actividad volcánica se manifiesta por el aumento de la temperatura de las aguas del río vecino.
Los bordes de la falla se ensanchan en promedio 1 cm cada año.
($ 1) El olivino es un mineral del grupo de los silicatos, que cristaliza