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I feel it, I hear it. The wind.
It rushes on me, pushes and presses on me.
It swirls around me in a whirlwind.
Making me fly or bowling me over.
It’s music to my ears or deadly for my fears.
Softly refreshing or scarily shrieking.
Spirits, soothing and lifting on hot days.
Black ghosts, cold and grabbing by night
It’s ugly and angry in a terrible tempest.
But, so teasing in a beauty’s wild hair nest
It’s blowing now in my mind,
My dreamcatcher dancing to a tune.
So strong the wind is spinning my cogs
In a great windmill with sails that speed
In the breeze, the gale, the storm and more
This romance with the wind……..
fast, slow, good, bad, strong and powerful
Influences how I flow, and go, and even blow
The wind gives me wings to fly and to flee
And forever to dream and wonder what might be.
PS. I was crap at poetry at school. 50 years later not much has changed! More random thoughts! But it doesn't matter. Not many people will read it!
Windmills at Livermore
Life is the fire that burns and the sun that gives light. Life is the wind and the rain and thunder in the sky. Life is matter and is earth, what is and what is not and what beyond is in eternity.
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Taken just a few meters further up the path than yesterdays shot and converted to sepia tones in PS.
Taken @ 80Days - WIND RIVER
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I like when the wind tries to push back the apex of breaking waves. It never wins but keeps on trying.
Tomorrow the All Blacks will try to defeat the mighty Lions - the best rugby players of Britain and Ireland with over 60 million population against NZ 4.6 million. We don't tempt fate by claiming we will win, kiwis are cautious :)
ICM in the garden. The dahlias are still out but blowing about in the wind. I wanted to give an artistic impression of that.
"You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows..."
Bob Dylan, of course: youtu.be/MGxjIBEZvx0
Doug Harrop Photography • September 22, 1977
A fun mix of locomotives pull Burlington Northern train No. 177 along the Big Horn River at Minnesela, Wyoming.
von Traunstein nach München
aus den Bergen ins Flachland; Föhn !
Himmlisches blau !
Entlang der Radl-Strecke finden sich viele interessante Motive im oberbayerischen Bayern, Germany !
Along the Radl track there are many interesting motifs in Upper Bavarian Bavaria, Germany!
The Wind River Range rises on the horizon in this view shot in early November from just east of Farson, Wyoming.
Something for Nothing by RUSH:
Waiting for the winds of change,
To sweep the clouds away,
Waiting for the rainbow's end,
To cast its gold your way,
Countless ways,
You pass the days.
Waiting for someone to call,
And turn your world around,
Looking for an answer,
To the question you have found,
Looking for,
An open door.
You don't get something for nothing,
You can't have freedom for free,
You won't get wise,
With the sleep still in your eyes,
No matter what your dreams might be.
What you own is your own kingdom,
What you do is your own glory,
What you love is your own power,
What you live is your own story,
In your head is the answer,
Let it guide you along,
Let your heart be the anchor,
And the beat of your song.
slr 680 and 600 film (expired).
vote for ME on polanoid. i doubt i'll ever get SOTD, but this one is damn close!
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i've been working the graveyard shift, so not much time for photography.
The world asks us to keep moving.
To answer every notification, meet every expectation, and hurry toward whatever comes next.
Yet every now and then, life offers an unplanned interruption.
A breath.
A gust of wind.
A moment with closed eyes while the crowd continues around us.
Nothing about the scene changes, yet everything feels different. We remember that peace is rarely found by escaping the world. More often, it is discovered in learning to stand quietly within it.
Perhaps contentment is not another destination to reach.
Perhaps it is simply recognizing the grace already present in the ordinary.
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14 December 2016: Snow fall at Mingo Creek County Park in Pennsylvania.
I ventured out in the snow to a local park to photograph the fresh snowfall after it transformed the landscape with beautiful snow. As I composed another image, I noticed the wind was blowing the snow off the trees and creating a mystical effect. I quickly recomposed to capture the "god beams" of blowing snow that was backlight by sun.