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I think a window photo is long due so since it's Wednesday, here's one from last year. Very traditional Cycladic style obviously, I found this house at Vathy beach in Sifnos island. No matter how many times I will see white houses with blue (or other color) windows and doors, I almost always feel the urge to pull out my camera and take a shot. In this case, I liked how the sun was highlighting the texture on the bright white wall, even though it was midday. I guess the angle helped a lot. Happy Window Wednesday everybody!
Ορφεας Περιδης - Υλιαγιαλη
CTA Tower 18 Junction ~ The Loop ~ Chicago, Illinois
Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 1000, f/6.3, 260mm, 1/250s
This is an emotional image for me any time I see it but right now with all that is going on I find myself more emotional than ever. This beautiful Canada goose frantically flew over me several times going back and forth. It appears to have lost it's mate. It was squawking in a frantic manner until it flew out of my sight then I would hear it coming back over me doing the same thing time and time again. Geese possess a veritably human capacity for grief. Their feelings and emotions are far less different from us than you assume. Quite literally, humans, a dog, and a goose hang their heads, lose their appetites, and become indifferent to all stimuli emanating from the environment. For grief-striken human beings, as well as for geese, one effect is that they become outstandingly vulnerable to accidents; they tend to fly into high-tension cables or fall prey to predators because of their reduced alertness.
There have been reports of pair bonds that are so strong that if one goose is shot down by a hunter, the partner will circle back. Drawn by its need to stay with its lifelong companion, the single goose will often ignore the sound of shooting and return to die with its mate.
In The Pig Who Sang To The Moon, Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson writes about a goose who had a broken wing. During the fall migration, as other geese flew south, her gander accompanied her by air and by foot. She was going to walk south since she was unable to fly. He would not leave her, so after flying for a few hundred yards, he would stop and wait for her to catch up. He would call to her with his wildest, most piercing cry, urging her to spread her wings and fly with him to their distant home. He accompanied her until she was killed by carrion eagles and he had to continue his journey alone.
Widowed geese have been observed circling around and around, crying in heartrending sorrowful tones when their partners die or are shot by hunters. The remaining goose may mourn for a period of time and then mate again. Or they may mourn for the rest of their lives and never seek another mate. Just as with people, it varies with individual geese.....Choo Choo Rosenbloom
So I stood in the field with this knowledge and wept as she or he kept flying over me and frantically calling for their mate. It's an incredibly sad thing to witness.
Everyone please be safe. Thinking of you all.
Metal Urge (War Mouth) - Mt Airy, Philadelphia - USA (Sony a7 Mark II - Voigtlander 110mm F2.5 APO Macro + Atomos Shinobi External Monitor + That Which Only Eats)
I have a bunch of odd projection lenses in my drawer. From time to time I have that urge to see what they can and can not do.
This one is smaller than microscope lenses but bigger than D- mount ones. Reversed it has some macro capabilities. Ratio is good but it lacks the sharpness to be seriously used as a macro.
As always, I have late visits to make to many Flickr friends ... But at the same time, the urge to post new stuff regularly is too strong ... 😉
Comme toujours, j'ai des visites en retard à rendre à de nombreux amis Flickr ... Mais en même temps, l'envie de poster régulièrement du neuf est trop forte ... 😉
Allemagne. Forêt Noire. Forêt du Battert (nord de Baden-Baden).
Germany. Black Forest. Battert Forest (north of Baden-Baden).
Deutschland. Schwarzwald. Battert Wald (nördlich von Baden-Baden).
Photo prise lors d'une courte rando (3 heures aller-retour) dans un de mes endroits préférés, à savoir la forêt du Battert.
Cela faisait 4 semaines que je n'avais pas randonné !... Ma dernière rando datait du 30 novembre. C'est donc ma 1ère rando de ce mois de décembre 2019 et ma 1ère rando de cet hiver. Et quel endroit ai-je choisi ? Eh bien tout simplement la valeur la plus sûre à mes yeux de tout le secteur rhénan (Vosges et Forêt Noire comprises), c'est à dire la magique Forêt du Battert, près de Baden-Baden.
Je craignais à tort de rentrer bredouille, c'est à dire sans photo valable, car avec l'hiver les arbres feuillus ont perdu leurs feuilles. Et de plus, il n'y avait aucune des caractéristiques magiques de l'hiver : ni neige, ni givre, ni brouillard, ni mer de nuages ...
Mais c'était oublier qu'au Battert, il suffit d'un seul ingrédient pour avoir une belle ambiance : DU SOLEIL !
Quand le soleil brille sur la Forêt du Battert, l'ambiance est belle (voire magique) en toutes saisons, même en hiver. Il n'y a plus de feuilles vertes ou jaunes sur les arbres mais il y a toujours un beau tapis de feuilles mortes et des rochers tapissés d'une belle mousse verte. Et en hiver, grâce aux branches nues, on peut même apercevoir les sommets environnants à travers les arbres, comme ici le Merkur. Et puis on a toujours les points de vue dégagés sur de nombreux belvédères.
En fait, quand j'ai pris cette photo, le soleil éclairait moins car il commençait à être voilé par des nuages ... C'est dommage mais on devine quand même la belle et chaude ambiance.
A bunch of tulips on the table , in the early morning light .
A sudden urge to take a picture took me ,this was the result .
Greetings Philippe Dehuit .
At the urging of several people I have begun to make my poses available. This one can be purchased here.
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Painted Lady Butterfly: -
This species is a migrant to our shores and, in some years, the migration can be spectacular. The most-recent spectacle, in 2009, is considered to be one of the greatest migrations ever, with sightings from all over the British Isles that are definitely on a par with previous cardui years.
This species originates from north Africa, and it has been suggested that the urge to migrate is triggered when an individual encounters a certain density of its own kind within a given area. This theory makes perfect sense, since this species can occur in high densities that result in food plants being stripped bare on occasion with many larvae perishing as a result.
Unfortunately, this species is unable to survive our winter in any stage. This is a real shame, for not only does this species often arrive in large numbers, but is a welcome sight as it nectars in gardens throughout the British Isles in late summer. This butterfly has a strong flight and can be found anywhere in the British Isles, including Orkney and Shetland. An interesting fact is that this butterfly is the only butterfly species ever to have been recorded from Iceland.
Courtesy: UK Butterflies website
Hi, Me again...
In April 2021, I received my first 35mm as a gift from a fellow photography enthusiast. I seriously had no idea what I was doing but I immeditely knew I enjoyed it. The sound alone was enough to give me shivers!! Since then, I have shot a few rolls of film, find myself in possession of 5 new cameras, managed to process 2 rolls at home, 'scan', and now I'm ready to put them out there.
I don't ever profess to be a perfect photographer. If fact, I'm usually incredibly insecure. Digital photography always had me seeking perfection. It is silly because life isn't perfect, but regardless, I feared things like proper exposure and unconventional subjects. (Yes....insert eye roll here!)
The thing about film though, it has given me freedom it be imperfect, appreciate 'flaws' and embrace everyday life in an authentic and unpolished way. Film has given me permission to love the imperfect and see it for all its beauty. Also, the fact that my hands are on it from start to finish....well that... that alone gives me immense satisfaction.
So.....I'm saying be ready for the perfectly imperfect. And just to prove it...I resisted the urge to edit out my chicken pox scars. :-) I'm going to be brave and start sharing what I've been working on and what I love.
Here goes....
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Nikon FM10 | Ilford HP5 400
Digitized with Sony A7riii | Skier Sunray Copy Box 3 | 135 Skier Sunray Film Holder
Home developed in Cinestill Monobath | 3 min, 80 F
Negative Lab Pro v2.2.0 | Color Model: B+W | Pre-Sat: 3 | Tone Profile: LAB - Standard | WB: Auto-Neutral | LUT: Frontier
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“Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a long war.”
Loren Eiseley (American essayist, philosopher, and literary naturalist, 1907-1977)
When every second you are breathing you feel the urge to be close to someone
So close that you can touch and feel them with the whole of your being
All cuddled up
Being 16 in a grown up body
Because you are 16 in your mind
When every second is memorable
When it all gives you the need of having more of it
Even though you have lots and lots of time
Every time you are together
Every second is cherished
And memories are being made
All moments, how tiny they are not, are remembered and felt
Brought to life by our minds over and over again, because we enjoy them so much
The little things
The things others might not see anymore because they have had it for so long
The small tokens
The small joys
Nothing is taken for granted
It's like we've never lived before
Life has just been a waiting place
Making a history we needed to live through to get into the path that is ours to behold
How perfect this is
And to understand how perfect this is even I needed to use my scissors
Lots of times
To cut the old patterns
The patterns I have made because of the life I have lived
The way I felt it had to be to ever survive
And not to speak of the old inherited family patterns
Scissors have been used frequently
All this mindfulness needed to be done to come to this new path I am on
I'm ever so grateful
It hurts like h... to be departed
But who am I to complain...
Even I am human not to say that I'm complaining
About not being fulfilled
Filled with the love I found in him
Being one
Filling him with my love
It's embarrassing to complain when you know what life others may live through
Being the center of my own life diminish the world
I guess I just have to say
So be it
I'm done taking care of everybody else first
This is an everlasting experience
But we only have this life in this body
I'm fortunate to not know how long this life will last
Perfect is a strong powerful word, in all its simplicity
This
Is
Perfect
CHEF bethrosengard urges us to get creative with clothing!
➤ A main focus of your image must be one or more cloth garments (shirts, pants, dresses, suits, shorts, etc.)
➤ At least 80% of your palette must consist of ONE of these color pairs: pink & minty green; yellow & sky blue; violet & tangerine; turquoise & coral; sage green & off-white; gray & any blue; red & gold.
➤ Your background must be textured and/or abstracted.
➤ You must include at least one form of plant life (tree, flower, cactus, mushroom, grass, etc.).
➤ NO HUMANOIDS (people, mannequins, robots).
The gown and headdress is from an ad, the twisted branch from Pixabay. The tiny rose is my own.
“My life is shaped by the urgent need to wander and observe, and my camera is my passport.” - Steve McCurry.
It is a daunting project to go through all the wonderful images I took of our spring trip. However, there is so much happening around me at home, I have to get out and explore while I can. Winter will come soon enough when I can work on the computer more. We took a short hike on the trail nearby and found all kinds of fungi. September is supposedly the best month for mushrooms. So forgive me if I am not as attentive on Flickr these days. I am satisfying an urge to capture new images and fall will have much to offer! I hope everyone else is enjoying the new season ahead of us, wherever you live in the world. Thank you to all who follow me and stay in touch.