Wind Turbines & Wind Farms
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Evening view of snow textures on the lake after days of wind. Wanted to say thanks for your visits and have an enjoyable weekend.
These gulls are floating on the updraft created by north winds blowing up and over the Lake Erie shoreline.
On a windswept hill by a billowing sea, my destiny sits and waits for me.
by
Robert breault
Thank you for posing Taboo
Close your eyes and turn your face into the wind.
Feel it sweep along your skin in an invisible ocean of exultation.
Suddenly, you know you are alive.
― Vera Nazarian
I took this on a very windy day at Harrison Hot Springs last week.
I seem to be very busy lately, and will be out much of tomorrow, but will do my best to keep up.
HBM!
It was a clear, crisp day on Ediz Hook, a natural sand spit that embraces the harbor of Pt. Angeles, WA. The seagulls were feeling social even though winds were ruffling their feathers.
"It was one of those March days, when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light and winter in the shade." ~ Charles Dickens
Driving nearby rural area over 4 hours in this windy and snowy day, tried to find good POVs, the viability was very low, most photos would be achieved forever... 😉
Have a safe and happy week my dear friends!
PS: crazy busy recently ... Hope it will get better later 😉
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When composing this shot, the various elements were in need of one additional item. The initial image contained the trees, their side lighting, the water and the reflections. It seemed good, but somewhat static. Then, as I felt a gentle breeze blow on me, it also touched the surface of the water and made the photo much more dynamic. The one missing element in this now complete picture, was the wind.
To the North we flee
The roads have no end
Across the frozen waters
Across the barren lands
Shamans sing their sullen songs
Play the rhythms of woe
Mourn the ones we've lost
The ones that breathe no more
And the winds are silent
We know not where to go
Go away from the lands of the death-cold snow
And the winds are silent
The Sun has faded away
Drowned in the remains of yesterday
I hear the hoarse voices
Soaring up the skies
Tearing down the silence
Hear a child's cry
Hope kindles in our prayers
Snow will freeze the pain
Across the silent waters
Thousand miles away
And the world is dying
Beneath the alien sky
As our smoldering torches oppose the night
And our world is dying
Deceived and betrayed
Leaving us to die on this wolves' trail
Elvin´s Tales
I've been trying to photograph tiny spiral vines for years and could never get the right focus, but, while on a photo shoot at the Bloedel Conservatory last week, I think I finally got it.
Actual shot. Had a walk down the water and saw this spider struggles to hold onto its thread in a high wind…hope he succeeded. Bird feathers were floating in the air in every direction.
Wind Blown wind blew leaves around with some water drops, Prissy ran away and came right back, fascinated as usual, shot in North Carolina.
Featuring the Lelutka Avalon (on Dove) and the Lelutka Devon (on Lucius).
“We do not want merely to see beauty... we want something else which can hardly be put into words- to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it. That is why we have peopled air and earth and water with gods and goddesses, and nymphs and elves.”
― C.S. Lewis