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Along the Great Ocean Road, Victoria. The famous Twelve Apostles view is behind us, this is looking the other way where there are just two left standing.
HTT!
There are days when we see lots of Chipmunks in our yard, and days when we feel lucky to have seen just one.
They are extremely territorial so on the days when the yard seems overrun with them, if/when one of them sees another one they are constantly chasing each, charging with tail erect, to shoo the intruder away and claim victory.
SO, it's a rare treat to see two of them relatively close to each other, like these two, eating in peace. Of course that doesn't mean the chasing commenced moments after this shot was taken.
The two towers of the landmarked San Remo apartment building can be seen across Central Park from the roof of the Met Museum. The sculpture (one of three pieces called Ensemble) by Jennie C. Jones also looks like two towers.
Created for Kreative People Treat This 317 ~June 01 - June 07.
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Created in DDG Text 2 Dream as a source for two works.
The prompt is the title.
I used xandra m's orchid photo below as the source.
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Filters: PS Beta 23, Topaz Gigapixel Ai, Topaz Studio.
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Ezekiel 41:24 “And two doors leaves were to each of the doors, two turning doors, two for the one door, and two for the other door.”
Happy Birthday Allison!
Much peace, love and happiness to you. I hope that you have the best day.
Today's post is actually a painting that Allison and I did together. It is an acrylic paint on a giclee print. It was the first painting for either of us and our first painting together. It also makes it's debut tonight in a group show called Origins III at the Flower of Life Art Gallery in Lockport.
Two New Ludgate, Westminster, London,United Kingdom
Design by Fletcher Priest Architects & Sauerbruch. Completed 2015.
these two furry sweethearts (Mira and Nelli) entered our life ...
and it's still a daily joy - Happy Monday!
a ficus tree bought from a neighbor, and a carpet ordered via Etsy - making this space cozier for winter!
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I took this photo in a beautiful Forest near Montreal in Canada
It was taken in Autumn but there was already some snow.
The colors of the leaves were simply breathtaking!
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Two Seasons
A poem by Katie Gabrielle
The two seasons
are like a landscape
of powdered snow
decorating the world
just for you to see
Each season is
a new picture
and a brand new
way to look
at life.
If I were forced by some imaginary omnipotence to pick just one location in which to spend the rest of my days pointing my camera towards the sea, I don't think I'd look beyond Porth Nanven. It's never been lost on me that growing up in Cornwall has spoiled me with a glut of local hotspots, several of which I happily return to time and time again. Some photographers choose not to return to places after a visit or two, while others are content to retread their steps over and over, learning a location under all of its aspects. There's room for all of us of course. Yesterday unexpectedly, there was room for Katie, a friend I haven't seen for a while who is a wild swimmer and takes some spectacular underwater photographs. She's as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside and greeted me with the worst display of social distancing since it was invented by bounding towards me and wrapping me an enormous hug. I've missed hugs. It was a delight to see her. She's one of those people who make the world feel like a good place to be in. She'd been swimming of course, and was making ready to leave. time was moving on and she's an early riser who confesses to being no use whatsoever after 9pm. Sunset was due after 9:30.
In one of the more distant counties of our nation, this corner of delights is particularly remote even for those of us who live here, and the approach to it from the lonely windswept outpost of St Just is a descent into what feels like a primordial other world. It starts with a twisting drive on a narrow road flanked by high Cornish hedgerows adorned with foxgloves and campion, before a sharp descent takes you past the last few houses, one garden boasting enormous Canarian echiums covered in tiny spikes bearing thousands of purple blooms. A little further down on the final bend, a massive gunnera, leaves at least a metre wide spreads towards the road. The final drag down to the small car park is festooned with ferns and bracken. Finally you arrive on a beach consisting almost entirely of huge egg shaped chunks of granite, worn smooth by year upon year of Atlantic attrition. Hence the nickname, "Dinosaur Egg Beach." And then you look out to the ocean to witness the view, in this case with an ominous bank of threatening cloud that had the audacity to interrupt my sandwich and found me racing to set up the camera more quickly than I usually would. I'm pleased to report that I stayed dry, and it seemed from the wet roads that the cloud had instead dumped its contents 30 miles to the east over Redruth as I arrived at home later on after one of the most enjoyable evenings with the camera for quite some time.
Moment in time from my train commute this morning. Two gentlemen side by side. I’d guess they were probably about the same age and travelling from the same location. One neatly dressed and maybe on his way to work, the other one a bit rough and having a nap. Made me reflect on how easy it would be to conclude that ‘one has made it in life, the other one has not’. What a presumptions observation — who can tell, simply from appearance, that is the case? One’s own prejudice and bias. Could well be the complete opposite. Ignorance a common source of misconception. Unfortunately I had to get off at the next stop so I’ll never find out but the experience has played on my mind since. Life’s not always what it appears to be.
Two toed sloth in Soberania National Park, Panama. Despite the name, this sloth has three toes on his hind legs which are visible in this photo.
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