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Ellen Goodman on "Message from Nam" by Danelle Steele
HPPT! Words Matter! Resist!
cercis, 'NC-2017-9', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Unless of course it houses the tiniest of spiders and then it's a home. :D This is a teacup rose in my garden. So the flowers are no more than about 2 inches across.. the spider (at the base of the main stem) is Really tiny!
Great Sand Dunes National Park and Preserve, Colorado
Unless you knew otherwise, it’s surprising to find that the tallest sand dunes in all of North America are in Colorado. None of the 4 largest deserts in North America even cross into Colorado. But the conditions were just right for a permanent dune field to form in the San Luis Valley at the foot of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains over 10s of thousands of years. Here you will find the highest dune at over 740 feet (226m), from base to top. These dunes may not look that tall here, but this shot is from over a mile away.
In fact, in 2020 Great Sand Dunes National Park and Preserve crowned a new High Dune, the Hidden Dune now at 742 feet tall. Previous to Hidden Dune, the Star Dune was tallest but strong winds have eventually whittled it down from its highest at 755 feet to second place at 741 feet. Yet eventually, Star Dune may gain its title back as the dunes keep being refreshed by alternating opposing winds and the action of several important creeks.
The silver line you see here at the base of the dunes is the shallow and wide Medano Creek. It forms a key part of the complex system that keeps bringing sand back to the “windward” wide of the dune field, as it carries sediment from the leeward side back to the valley floor and then disappears into the sand sheet, leaving its deposits to dry and be picked up by the wind again. In a way, the park is Colorado’s “giant hourglass”.
Aperture priority, tripod, Lee ND and CPL filters, Capture One Pro post-processing.
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We called him stubby. He has only a partial tail obviously nabbed in a fight or something..
I want to take this time to thank ALL that sent me Flickr mail and comments on my stream during my absence. I felt sooo honored that so many worried about my well being. I'm very healthy! I just spent time doing other things I'm interested in. I try not be one-dimensional. It’s important for me to diversify my interests.
I did bugger both shoulders building a shed and re-doing my garage, but other than that and having hernia surgery after my Canada trip I'm as healthy as a ole horse. Not ready for pasture yet, but slowing down a bit. It's hard aging unless you have hobbies and a reason to get up in the morning. So many have shared so much on Flickr and I believe this is a forum of interaction and getting to know one another and our lives that connect us through our photography addiction.
So, to those of you that posted your concerns about my whereabouts, and health, not to worry...but it so honoring and much appreciated. Thank you all soo very much for caring about this ole guy!!!
Make it a great day my dear friends, as it is a choice!!
That is unless you wish to come back down to earth in which case you would make a right.
Oh and I keep forgetting to add this update for all of you who supported and voted for Monique. I am really happy to say that she won! Thank you everyone for all your votes.
8:52 Think Geometrically
Almost SOOC- just levels and curves. No sliders or manipulations unless you include my back which may never feel quite the same after twisting my reflective objects around with one hand whilst shooting with the other..
Can only achieve this level of brightness in my conservatory in bright daylight...
Nikon D850
Nikon PK11A 8mm extension ring
M42 thin washer type adapter
Pentacon 50mm F1.8 Lens
Great Blue Heron
I just returned from Florida...I'll be in front of this silly computer for months!!
Many thanks to all those who View, Comment and or Fave My Photos... It is greatly appreciated... Roy
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kinda made her look thin at bottom with the froggy lens! unless my eyes are decieving me maybe this is the wrong shot...
OK, unless I stop again for more pics, this is the last in the series of this old abandoned barn. I just had to go over the top with it...
HSS
Unless you are another insect smaller than a Male Banded Demoiselle. Remind me, at least of an alien from a 50's sci-fi movie.
Prefer slow moving, clean rivers with plenty of vegetation running up from water level to the river bank.
for unless he finds what it is that excites him, what it is that calls forth at once an emotional response, he is unlikely to achieve his best work :-)
Bill Brandt
HGGT!! Bring Back Humanity to Our Government!! Resist the Despicable Authoritarian Orange Cockroach and his Cabinet of Stooges and Buffoons!!
hybrid camellia, 'Londontowne Blush', sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
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By this time, only Lee and I were still here, in the company of our new friend Brian, who for avoidance of doubt among regular readers was not the same Brian who accompanied us on our previous visit to Iceland. This Brian was a human being rather than a yellow VW campervan, touring the area on a five night visit from Chicago. Somehow, and despite having a young family at home, he’d been given clearance by mission control to fly to Iceland and spend a few days alone taking photographs. When my children were the same age as his were now, I could barely make it down to the shop at the end of the road to pick up a pint of milk without company, never mind climb aboard a plane bound for somewhere across the Atlantic Ocean. And here he was, sitting alongside us on this far flung Icelandic beach. The crowds had long since departed - not that you really get crowds at Hvalnes, hidden away from the madding hordes as it is. Last time we’d been here, three years earlier on that gloomy grey morning, we hadn’t seen a single soul as the rain endlessly coated our cameras and foiled our intentions, whilst hiding the landscape in featureless clouds.
Now as autumn kicked in, things were rather different. We’d been here since the middle of the afternoon, absorbing the views, wandering over the beach and the headland by the squat, square orange lighthouse, planning compositions. The shot I’d come for three summers earlier was hopefully somewhere on the SD card, and there was a general feeling of contentment. Despite the increased number of visitors in comparison to last time, it was still very peaceful here. Eystrahorn had put right the wrongs of 2019 when moodily I’d perched on the slippery rocks, barely removing the protective plastic sandwich bag from the camera as it sat unused on the tripod. Everything was visible, from the emphatic bulk of Eystrahorn rising at our side, a symphony of bumps, crags and ridges adorned with heavy skirts of scree, to the distant Brunnhorn that sits back to back against its neighbour Vestrahorn. In between lay a hinterland of forbidding mountains that cloaked the monstrous Vatnajokull glacier, and before them, volleys of white surf danced across a narrow spit of black sand that stretched away beside the huge tidal lagoon into the distance and out of sight. Elemental joy, in whichever direction you chose to look.
There are no cities, towns, nor even villages here - you’d need to drive more than thirty miles in one direction before finding yourself at Djúpivogur, nestling among the south eastern fjords, home to five hundred hardy Icelanders. If instead you decide to head west, you’d travel pretty much the same distance to arrive at Höfn, a veritable metropolis in these parts with almost two and a half thousand inhabitants. Apart from that, there are farms, the odd shepherd’s hut, and an ever increasing number of cabins and bunkhouses to accommodate us tourists. All other compass points lead into the vast ocean or the mostly impenetrable mountains at the edge of the largest glacier in Europe. It’s a long way to go if you forgot to pick up that pint of milk, that’s for sure. You’d have to go and knock on a farmhouse door carrying an empty jug, unless you like your coffee black.
With all of that grand vista spreading away in front of us, the long lens offered possibilities beyond the capabilities of its companions in the bag, and in the golden hour it came into its own, especially in these unforgettable minutes when the pinks began to fill the sky, while the golds continued to linger. On the darkening sand, maybe half a mile away, a small group of visitors roamed the shore, taking selfies, playing beach games, gazing out towards the sea, totally oblivious to the three photographers lurking on those distant rocks. A rare moment when the colours of the golden and blue hours seemed to overlap one another and produce a sky that glowed with heavenly fire, drawing a frenzy of shutters rapidly opening and closing. These are the moments that stay with you, a timeless reminder of why you fell in love with landscape photography. A reminder of why a place like this gets inside of your senses and never leaves.
Our first full day in the southeastern corner had been a good one. We said farewell as Brian headed east to Djúpivogur, while we went the opposite way towards our rented chalet at Stafafell. And little did we know that just a few hours later we’d be out of bed, taking photographs of the Northern Lights. But that’s another story. And another unforgettable one at that too. Iceland keeps on making the stories write themselves.
introducing Mackenzie Hamilton<33
hehe i got Flashback Fever Cloe a few days ago and finally got the time to take a photo with her, i honestly love her so much<3
.....unless you are maybe the Lord Mayor!
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A pseudo forced perspective shot of the 1961 E-Type Jaguar roadster parked in front of the old Mount Gambier Town Hall.
Well unless you live in a more fortunate part of the country the misty crisp Autumn we all imagine has pretty much been hijacked by blustery wind and rain. I don't know why I'm surprised, it pretty much happens every year now.
Thank goodness there has been some lovely sunsets and sunrises recently, this was Christchurch Quay a couple of weeks ago.
Wouldnt recommend running around on wet stones unless you are willing to pay the price which I did =) *splash*
Camera: Nikon D300
Lens: Sigma 8-16mm
Wikipedia:
English :Hovs Hallar
Swedish:Hovs Hallar
unless you are willing to give it to others :-) William Allen White
HBM!!
red rock national conservation area, nevada
Some more shots of the Wood Stork that visited Harrisburg, PA. in June. Extremely rare here and unless I go to Florida, it us unlikely that I'll ever see another one in the wild.
...unless you count the numerous ballast rocks thrown out by ships in the 1800's. These are on the river bank near the river campground at Fort Clinch State Park.
unless it is kept under control ;-)
Don Marquis
Climate Change Matters! Resist the Ignorant Orange Clown!
acer, green lace leaf japanese maple, 'Waterfall', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Unless I see something real nice in the snow or ice ....I will be posting new macros or archived flowers.....they make me happy.
The snow....now makes me sad.... ;-)
Little Blue Heron
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Other people's art - but not seen enough unless we share it/ This is my favourite Brighton graffitti artist - MazCan. All have stunning eyes that are intense.
Unless having reason to doubt. Sometimes, people just walk into the picture. Sometimes, this leads to a short chat. If it is a lady, I would tell her that her presence had tremendously improved the shot. Always worked, so far. Leica M8, Elmar (collapsible) 4/90.
… except it isn’t entirely.
This was taken from the North Devon coast last November. I processed it weeks ago but I have never published it because I was never quite comfortable with sharing the result. You see, it’s more created than captured. The drama comes mainly from the processing and doesn’t reflect the original or even the way I remembered it. As the result is fairly realistic, though false, I wanted to avoid misleading folk.
But for Smile on Saturday today we have a super theme Over-processed Skies. An opportunity not to be missed, and I don’t need to care too much about the level of duplicity involved. I’ve checked some of the example gallery for the theme, and there seem to be realistic over-processed images as well as false colour ones there so I hope this will be OK. I’ll post a link to the in-camera image so you can see where we started.
Processing skies is great fun. All you need is a few tall piles of fluffy white cumulus and you are away. Polarising filters are meant to help (darkening the skies) but their effects are very direction-specific (the skies are most polarised at 90 degrees from the sun and not at all directly away from it) and they create problems with wide angles as a result.
The main object is to enhance colour and contrast. Unless the sun is low in the sky both will be low. These days raw converters offer lots of tools to help like Clarity, DeHaze (or Haze) and the usual contrast sliders.
I remember reading in a book ages ago about how to enhance skies. Just duplicate the image layer in Photoshop (or another layer-based editor such as the free online Pixlr), and then set the blend mode of the top copy to Overlay. Easy then. So having zapped the raw into a contrasty saturated .tif file using a raw converter (I actually used Darktable for that as another experiment) I did something similar with duplicated layers, using Multiply as the blend mode which produces a darker result than Overlay. I sharpened it using High Pass and Linear Light blend at a high setting which improves local contrast. I managed to get a reasonable square crop out of it to emphasise the height of the sky. Finally, I did just a little tweaking and vignetting in Nik Color Efex.
So there we are. The result reminds me of the skies of many paintings I see hanging in stately homes - Constables or Turners perhaps, or dramatic naval battles. All a bit colourful and full of over-cooked drama. Just right for amusing oneself (and others hopefully!) on a Saturday :)
Thanks for looking. I hope you enjoy the image. Happy Smile on Saturday :)
…unless you’re a bird.
I adore these bright translucent berries. Bittersweet nightshade is a slender perennial vine or semi-woody shrub throughout our wetlands area. Mystery writers might adore these berries, too. This isn't as poisonous as belladonna. More than 30 species of birds eat the berries.
Unless it happens to be the government's land! If that's the case then don't even think about landing here!
This was shot somewhere in the Oregon Coast range back in 2007. Going through some old photos and came across it.
Now that I think about it I guess it's nice of the government to tell me where I can go? There's no way I could figure it out for myself and we certainly wouldn't want to damage this prime piece of dirt!
I'm in the dumpster again looking for something that isn't AI.. AI is fun and interesting but really nothing beats a beautiful picture taken with a camera.. I'm thinking that this was taken soon after I got this camera because I normally would not use it on flower shots unless that was all I had with me at the time.. It has been a good while since I've been to this park and I should really go back out and see what they have to offer...
I've been in Los Angeles now for almost 11 months and with Winter just around the corner, this will likely end up being my first year without snow (unless it starts soon in the mountains) and without an Autumn. People out here insist there is an Autumn though they also think perfect weather is hot, hazy, clear skies. If there was an Autumn, I think I missed it, or at least what I became used to on the East Coast.
To me, Autumn is when the leaves start to change colors and then fall, when damp, crisp overcast days become something you wake up to and the air just feels cleaner. I think it's the best season of the year and while I've seen some more interesting skies and a slight dip in temperatures lately, that's about it. All I see around me and the locations I visit are palm trees and other vegetation that require little to no water. I'm still waiting on some rain without the accompanying winds of last winter but so far it's been dry.
This time last year, I had just decided to pack up and head to California but still was a month or so away from actually leaving. During the end of October through the beginning of December, I spent nearly all my days driving around the countryside with Scotch, searching for streams and waterfalls to shoot. The first place I became very obsessed with and returned to quite often was a waterfall just over the Maryland border in Cumberland Township near Barlow, Pennsylvania. In fact the day I found this place by accident (hoping that Natural Dam Road on my GPS would lead to water), it was just after a storm and the colorful autumn leaves were filling the trees and beginning to fall into the creek below.
While I can't discount how great it was to discover this place initially and the feeling that I had this perfect spot to practice long exposure all to myself, I got bolder and better with each trip back. I got closer and closer to the water with every return and eventually began setting up almost at water level on a little piece of land that jutted out from the shore. Most of the time, I parked my car in a ditch up the embankment to the road and Scotch would hang out in the car while I shot. I was never out of his sight and since it was already getting cold, he didn't mind at all. He was still happy just to go anywhere I'd take him and I generally didn't stay long when he was with me. On the trips I came here alone, I spent a considerable amount of time standing in a few inches of water and taking hundreds of shots as the light faded away. This place also became my main shooting location when the sky was clear since I didn't expect a nice sunset anyway.
For this shot, I was only a foot or so above the water and despite a storm mostly washing away all the colorful autumn leaves, a few stuck around on that giant rock. I guess I didn't get an Autumn this year but that's really one of only a few things I miss about the Washington, DC area. It's been amazing out here so far and I can skip a season, even if it is my favorite one. I spent a few years living in the snow belt in Western Pennsylvania and anytime I feel the need to complain about the sunny, clear, warm days in Southern California, I should think back to the most depressing weather I've ever experienced and be even more fortunate for where I am now :)
WHEN & WHERE
Cumberland Township
Barlow, Pennsylvania
November 1st, 2015
SETTINGS
Canon T4i
EF-S 18-135mm IS STM
@81mm
ISO 100
f/19
13 second
ND6 + CPL
Spoiler alert: This is not a real photo. It's an AI generated image using Midjourney.
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― Helen Keller
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cosmos, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
Unless you happen to be my Dad, winter has given us it's first real warning today.
Most of us let out a quiet groan as we woke to see that we'd need to pull the shovels out and clear away the walkways and driveways.
I'm pretty sure that my Dad woke up this morning and immediately jumped into the snow and started making angels.
I'm sure he's giddy as can be today.
As for me, well I think I'll try to live in denial just a little longer.
Hope everyone has had a good day.
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Never look down on anybody unless you're helping them up.
Have a lovely thursday everyone...ill drop by later in your streams! gotta go to work.Take Care!!!!
Tom Petty croons about how he won't back down. A great tune. However, in this view we observe classic Santa Fe backing down. Backing down on the Topeka Railroad Daze excursion train to Lawrence I believe. It was a beautiful morning here in suburban Topeka (Pauline). I probably won't see this again unless I ingest some powerful hallucinogens.
September 02, 1995. Pentax 6x7 on Fuji Velvia 50.
Unless he was a cabbie in Sweden in the 1950s.
This is a lovingly restored Volvo PV832 which were produced from 1938 to 1958 and mainly used as cabs.
The decal in the side of the car reads "Pata♠️ässä". Pataässä (The Ace of Spades) is a very popular karaoke bar in town (the car was parked in front of it).
You can just make out the dome of the Cathedral in the distance above the car.
Hidden from sight
Unless you know
Behind the wall
Steps and all
It zigs and zags
Into the sea
The pier at St Monans
What a sight to see
The zigzag pier at St Monans in the East Neuk of Fife, Scotland, is known locally as "The Brocks"
Jutting out from the Alexandra Pier.
I had several attempts to capture this pier, some in lets say, rather windy conditions
The upper falls drop 1430 feet (440m). This view is from glacier point. It is actually a vertical panorama merged from four different photographs in photoshop. I could easily print a 6 foot high version of this one and may do it unless some of the other efforts turn out better after processing.
You can never tell what's inside unless you open it...
But please, don't open the people around you... hihihi
Today is the birthday of one of the most friendly people here in Flickr.
APBD inay ~MISHUniverse~
And, I still accept late gifts for my birthday. lol
Happy Thanksgiving as well to our friends in the US.
Yokohama, Japan
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