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A crisp and icy landscape as dawn appears to be breaking photographed by John Cuthbert
Best of British: from picturesque landscapes to nature at its finest, here’s 17 of the best photos taken by British photographers from a global photo contest, , , , Incredible photos taken by British photographers have been released as part of the CEWE Photo Award – the world’s largest photo competition, , , To celebrate British photographers, CEWE has released a collection of new images that celebrate ‘the best of British’ as part of this year’s CEWE Photo Award, the world’s largest photo competition. The images range from nature and animals, to food and life in lockdown., , , , The 17 images have been submitted as entries to a variety of categories in this year’s competition, which aims to celebrate the best photography from across the globe., , , , The competition, now in its fourth edition, launched for entries in May 2020 and is open to everyone – from keen amateur photographers to established professionals. Entrants are asked to submit photos which celebrate the competition’s ‘Our world is beautiful’ theme., , , , There are 10 categories for budding photographers to enter – from aerial shots and animals to landscapes, travel & culture - and entrants have until May 31st to submit their photos.
A Cold Morning
Still continuing with the images from Nenthead near Alston in Cumbria. One of those mornings where you could point the camera anywhere and get a shot;)
A truly beautiful day to be plodding around in the snow;)
Nenthead, Cumbria
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A fitting steed for the sister who lives in a darker world Lysanne
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Porcelain bjd by Ovkstudiodolls riding a Skillcraft visible horse
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A Peregrine Falcon chasing away a crow while holding on to his/her food which appeared to be a gopher.
Peregrine Falcons mainly eat birds, rarely mammals or rodents.
This is the first time I’ve witnessed a Peregrine Falcon eating a gopher.
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A granite stone gable and arch entrance built from 1734 survives at the south east corner of the Salthouse dock, from a transit shed built by Jesse Hartley. This is a popular composition for most togs in Liverpool and for visitors to our great city.
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Diese Naga Sadhus (von Naga = Schlange) standen an der Frontlinie des indischen Widerstands gegen die verschiedenen islamischen Invasoren im Mittelalter. Besonders die Juna Akhada war auch in viele Kämpfe gegen die Engländer während deren 200-jähriger Kolonialherrschaft verstrickt. Sie kämpften auch an der Seite Shivajis gegen den Mogulherrscher Aurangzeb. Die Naga Babas der shivaitischen Tradition dürfen Ganj (Haschisch) rauchen, und leiten dies aus Shivas Trinken des Halhal her, des Giftes, das beim Quirlen des Milchozeans am Anfang der Schöpfung entstand, und so die Vergiftung des Universums verhinderte. Das Rauchen gilt als der Meditation förderlich, wenn es in spiritueller Absicht geschieht und das Material sehr rein ist. So hilft es dem Sadhu, einen inneren Abstand von der Welt zu gewinnen. Die Vaishnavas lehnen eine solche Praxis jedoch strikt ab, da sie als unrein gilt. Es hilft sicherlich einigen Sadhus auch bei schweren asketischen Übungen, wie permanentes Stehen (mit Stütze, meist eine Art Schaukel, die an einem Baum befestigt ist), oder das Hochhalten eines Arms, was meist über einen Zeitraum von 12 Jahren aufrechterhalten wird. Auch diese asketischen Übungen, die man auf Kumbh Melas beobachten kann, dienen dazu, die physische Bindung zu überwinden. Oft werden hier Gelübde erfüllt, um sich von Sünden zu befreien. Nicht alle Orden befürworten jedoch solche Praktiken. Vaishnava-Orden empfehlen in der Regel devotionale Praktiken wie Japa, das Wiederholen eines Mantras, Shaiva-Orden legen zusätzlich Wert auf Yogaübungen. Naga Sadhus des Dashanami-Ordens sind meist nackt oder nur mit einem Lendentuch bekleidet, ihre Haut mit heiliger Asche beschmiert, und dies verleiht ihnen ein archaisches Aussehen.
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I made this, a sphere of tiny pages of words hanging by a thread.
With last week's theme about complementary colors/colours, I downloaded library books about art and hues. One book entitled Playing with Books, by Jason Thompson, caught my imagination for this week's theme. With the exception of slicing my finger with the x-acto knife, I simply followed Thompson’s brief instructions. And getting my old sewing machine to sew through paper layers.
I adore words and have written, edited, and done layouts as a career since forever.
Please note: Each circle comes from an obsolete book no one wanted: not libraries, used book donations, or charity. I used to think that books deserved a good home. Apparently we have too much of everything. As someone told me as I called around to check about donating clothes and books, We can’t take them, he said. No room. Next stop will be mulch for other purposes. Trees! That’s one reason I download online books.
A colorful sunset overlooking the rugged sea cliffs of Cape Flattery, a headland at the northwesternmost point of the contiguous United States on Washington State’s Olympic Peninsula. Far off in the distance is Vancouver Island in Canada, separated from the United States by the Strait of Juan de Fuca.
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A mating pair late-afternoon in a hillside meadow in the Pindos Mts. in NW Greece back in mid-June (2079)
This morning, discovered a handful of these Daffodils blooming behind our house in a part of the yard we hardly ever visit!
It was like discovering a secret garden because I don't recall planting this type of daffodil in this area; I mean why plant something so pretty in a place no one goes to, or hardly ever sees?
They were pretty beaten down by the severe storms which moved through our area yesterday. Had to grab a few shots knowing severe weather was going to hit us again later today.
😊 And just for something different, thought I'd share this rather uplifting song/video I recently discovered. Hope you enjoy! 😊
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A 10 frame hand held panoramic showing the hustle and bustle of St Georges Plateau leading up to Christmas after
a spectacular sunset.
A really low angle gave me this cool shot of a Snowy Egret hunting in a little marsh. Photographed in Rionegro, Colombia.
A pattern in our activities seemed to be emerging. On one day, we’d lounge about by the pool, reading, swimming and dozing until lunchtime, before heading down to the beach, where we’d read, swim and doze until sunset. On the next we’d lounge about by the pool, reading, swimming and dozing until an hour before lunchtime, before heading off in the car to examine the fare on offer at some local hostelry and then spending the rest of the daylight hours exploring the volcanoes, or one of Cesar Manrique’s island masterpieces, or driving around in a desultory manner until we found ourselves somewhere interesting. It was the sort of pattern we like – not too challenging as we made the most of that long break under warm blue skies while at home our loved ones shuddered and shivered as the long dry spell gave way to days of deluge and plunging temperatures. Lanzarote was treating us well and we were content to soak it all up without over exerting ourselves.
A week into our low octane adventures and by Saturday afternoon we hadn’t even managed to drag our lazy carcasses as far as the local beach. If we were following the pattern then we ought to have been somewhere other than the poolside by 4pm, but then again perhaps we hadn’t realised there was a pattern yet. Still, there was one local spot I’d wanted to investigate that was just a little too far away to walk to, and now seemed as good a time as any to go and gaze across the handful of miles that separated us from the neighbouring island of Fuerteventura, whose bulk sat appealingly on the horizon whenever we glimpsed the sea here at Playa Blanca. Throughout each day, competing ferry services chased back and forth across the divide, transporting passengers to Playa Blanca’s sister resort at Corralejo, whose lights would glow across the dark water each evening. Another mini world, so close at hand; another untamed landscape waiting to be explored. Each time we left our resort in the car and drove past that patch of undeveloped ground towards the roundabout that leads away from the town, the uplifting view of Fuerteventura, with the small island of Lobos to one side filled the windscreen and drove the imagination. I’ve seen worse views across patches of wasteland you know. And if we could see it so well from here, how would it look if we plonked ourselves down at the most south westerly viewpoint available to us down by the lighthouse of Punta Pechiguera? It was only ten minutes away in the car and on an afternoon where sloth had threatened to steal the day entirely, today seemed like a good time to make that short pilgrimage.
Disappointingly, I’d already realised that the sun itself was setting well away from the jumble of dark slopes and features in the hinterland behind that distant shoreline. What I didn’t really have much idea about was whether we were going somewhere to sit and enjoy watching the sun go down, or if I’d find some photography to entertain myself with. While I hoped for the latter, I wasn’t certain that the silhouette of another land mass ten kilometres across the breach would in itself be enough. But what I found brought promise, initially in the form of rocks and pools where bringing the tripod low would reduce the featureless middle ground in my compositions. While some of the better results included that setting sun, what I really wanted was the Fuerteventura story, the one that spoke of the bond between these two stunning islands in the latitude where it’s always summertime. And a little while later I found a foreground that worked and at the same time removed the empty space between the subject and the unconditionally beautiful background. Well, a series of moving temporary foregrounds in fact. It would just be a matter of timing.
I’m not sure whether it’s a coincidence, but this, my third post from the November trip to Lanzarote is also the third that was taken with the long lens. In fact, looking back to that holiday, the 100-400 seemed so enjoy at least as much time in use as the “go to” 24-70 lens. I’m starting to wonder how on earth I ever managed without it, and both here and in Iceland a couple of months earlier the investment repaid me with results even better than I’d dared to hope for. Easy to think of these lenses as being designed exclusively for wildlife and sport you know. It even does a good job as a macro lens although that’s not a discipline I very often apply myself to. But as a landscape tool, the possibilities are ones I was still discovering here, as lazy rolling waves idled across the scene in front of me on a petrol blue sea and the colours intensified in their descent into darkness. And just to finish things off, a brilliant white yacht added a splash of brightness against the dark surrounding tones. Half a second was just enough to catch the motion of each wave without turning the yacht into too much of a blur, and behind them the mountains of Fuerteventura sat contentedly beneath a soft peachy glow, reminding me that it had been almost twelve years since I’d last roamed across them. Our sort of place Fuerteventura. If Lanzarote is laid back, then Fuerteventura is almost comatose. The perfect hideaway for lounging about by pools, reading, swimming and dozing in equally generous measures. For a couple of weeks now I’ve been hovering over the button on the app supplied by my friendly travel agent, and the prospect of another Fuerteventura story is pulling hard at the emotional chains in the darkest damp depths of early January. I’m sure Ali wouldn’t mind going – she regards our Cornish winters with the same level of enthusiasm she used to reserve for that first day of a new academic year in front of a room full of recalcitrant testosterone fuelled sixteen year-olds during her teaching days. She still has sleepless nights. There, I think I’ve convinced myself. Didn’t take long, did it? Push the button time I think!
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A paradise for nature lovers. Especially in the summer months you can find up to 400 different plants here.
"Ausflug zur Insel Magerøya"
Ein Paradies für Naturliebhaber. Besonders in den Sommermonaten kann man hier bis zu 400 verschiedene Pflanzen finden.
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A few more image from my Barn Project, many hours spent just watching from afar, watching the Owls hunt fields aways sometimes and not even entering the field where I'm positioned. Tucked away within a bush scrim netting up, and camera on a tripod awaiting the owl coming within my parameters to grab an image. Thank You all for viewing and comments.
Playa de A Fontaíña
La playa tranquila de la Sirenita
La tranquila y recogida playa de A Fontaíña,más conocida como “La Sirenita”, es uno de los secretos mejor guardados de los vigueses: si les preguntas por una playa, te enviarán a Samil o a O Vao, pero toda la costa viguesa está sembrada de pequeñas playas y calas, mucho menos concurridas. Y La Sirenita es una de las playas más resguardadas de la brisa, sus aguas destacan por su limpieza y su arena es blanca y fina. Perfecta para ir en familia o disfrutar de un relajado día de playa en pareja. Es una playa accesible, con pasarelas de madera que llegan a la arena.
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La Sirenita debe su nombre a una escultura situada encima de una roca en la playa.
Fuente: Concello de Vigo
Titre : A candle for the Crash "A320"
Notre actualité a été marqué par un drame affreux, qui touchent bien des familles et des dizaines de personnes, quelque soit leur nationalité.
Je mets juste une bougie vieille de "150 ans"(*), pour 150 victimes et rendre hommage à ces enfants, femmes et hommes, morts pour rien.
(*) Authentique, c'est l'une des rares bougies en suif véritable, qui me soit parvenue d'un de mes arrières grands parents.
Si au départ cette bougie, n'était qu'un exercice pour montrer ce que peut être une balance des blancs bien maitrisée à 2600 k.
Il m'a semblé évident de la faire brûler sur la "toile" pour ce drame et de rendre hommages à ces personnes et leurs familles.
Traitement Photoshop.
Merci de ne pas utiliser mes photos sans mon autorisation.
Thank you not use my photos without my permission.
Pour retrouver une sélection de mes photos :
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Merci à tous les administrateurs de groupes pour leur multiples invitations.
Je suis désolé de ne pas avoir le temps de publier rapidement mais je respecte les règles de chaque groupe pour toute publication.
Thank you to all administrators for their multiple group invitations.
I'm sorry I did not have time to publish quickly, but I respect the rules of each group for the entire publication.
*Working Towards a Better World
A warm smile is the universal language of kindness. -
William Arthur Ward
Let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts. -
Paramahansa Yogananda
We shall never know all the good that a simple smile can do. -
Mother Teresa
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. -
Leo Buscaglia
A smile is the light in your window that tells others that there is a caring, sharing person inside. - Denis Waitley
A smile is a curve that sets everything straight. -
Phyllis Diller
A smile is the universal welcome. - Max Eastman
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