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Balancing Rocks in the Ottawa River.
Remic Rapids Park is situated on the shore of the Ottawa River, Ottawa, Canada.
To enhance the park’s beauty, artist John Felice Ceprano has created balanced rock sculptures on the river’s edge since 1986. The artist uses fossilized and colourful rocks found on the shore to build these sculptures by hand. They provide a free and exploratory public art experience that complements the park’s natural setting.
"smile on saturday" theme "balancing act".
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Smile on Saturday: balancing act
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Building: 12 New Fetter Lane, London
Architect: Doone Silver Kerr acted as Design Architect working in collaboration with Flanagan Lawrence Architects.
Completed: 2015
With such long legs and an uncooperative tree limb, it takes a balancing act to find the perfect perch to rest upon.
I’ve been collecting beach glass for as long as I can remember!
Piled up for Smile on Saturday theme, Balancing Act.
HSoS 😊
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For roughly 2 seconds Danni was perched atop her dog Boo.
Dad was just off to the left and kept her from toppling over.
Babies act out when they're hungry, cold, tired. They do this for survival.
Marilu Henner
Waxwing birds are not true long-distance migrants, but wander erratically outside the breeding season and move south from their summer range in winter. In poor berry years huge numbers can erupt well beyond their normal range, often in flocks that on occasion number in the thousands.
A new Waxwing family in the tree about 50' outside our balcony.
My wife caught this one!
"I vanish into poetry as the sunlight mingles with the mist
I spy a boat across the water as I greet the sunrise in a lover's tryst." - AP (inspired by Oleg)
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=AaouEHiuuYM
VANISHING ACT - LOU REED
FLOAT IN TO A MIST
Take me now
while I am up
while I am down
while I have happy news to read
and sad news that I found
let me float into a mist
and vanish from the Earth
let me fly above the clouds
and see below the fields where birth
and death flow side by side
like the strongest river and sea of yellow flowers
and hope and faith walk hand in hand
show me how this promised land
softens and hardens beneath my feet
like sand and toffee apples cracked
and parched and suffocating defeat
self-deprecating and all I lacked
was time to heal
and time to be me
to run and laugh
to fly high and free
but you gave me an anchor to my life
and you gave me free will
and I squander these gifts
and I still get ill
but who is there who will take my hand
and who is there left who will understand
that here on earth is the promised land
but we break our promises
like we break the wind
and we take the love for granted
and give so little back and so much binned
what becomes of the seeds that are never planted
I could tell you I was sorry
I could try to make it right
but I don't deserve the chance
my broken wings are ever-ready for fight or flight
so let me go now gently
let me float into the mist
it's too little
it's too late
to wonder if I will be missed
what will make me happy
what will make me smile
I give to you my everything
I run that extra mile
but nothing that I do can ever
make up for the gaps
the silences
the way I run
the things in me that don't relax
so now I sit here crying
but am I crying for you or me
I do not like pity in any form
life and love is such a mystery
and I feel like first night in dorm
homesick lovesick puppy dog tales
and tears trickling like Niagara
Falls and fools and spout like whales
the little lies you whispered to me
were the sweetest and the ones that cut
and for all I know that I am foolish
I could see we were wedged deeply in a rut
but what is the answer I do not know
I have no purpose or place to go
yet I find myself dreaming and distancing like
Virginia Woolf in sheep's clothing
pockets ladened heavily as the shroud
shrink wraps around me the fear and the loathing
loses it's lofty wafty transparency
as I float into a mist to meet my destiny
and the mist is half of mistake
and the other half is take
and I hope for goodness sake
I will come to my senses before I wake
oh why do so many words sound the same
but when they are written look really quite different
I am just as I am but “somehow different” (Thank you Dieter)
and I remain just the same I am not indifferent
but in or out or roundabout
all roads lead to Rome or roam
spinning the wheel and tossing the dice
a spinning wheel's yarn twined hearts to bring them home
and now I am at the water's edge
my barefeet stepping into the foam
who will prevent me will it be a mistake
as I float into a mist
the earth beneath my feet doth shake
as I float into a mist …
- AP - Copyright © remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission
Contrary to the poignant emotions evoked in my poem, I am pleased to say that the feeling was fleeting as are all emotions aren't they ; 0) I would like to share with you some good news.
On my birthday I received from my doctor long-awaited news. Earlier this year I underwent a small procedure and a biopsy was taken. I was told to expect cancer and now I learn that it is benign, so I am once again thanking God for a miracle. If I had to store my miracles in a box, I would require a very big box! : 0) I have a small scar from the stitches. It's a bit bumpy still, but is fading already. I like to touch this scar and remind myself of all the joys in my life and all the love and light that surrounds me and how each and every day is a miracle.
Does it count as back to back leaders if they were 45 minutes apart?
Coal loads for the South Shore rumble through Willow Creek junction on their way to Miller siding for interchange. The leader for this train was conveniently also a MAC rebuild, that somehow, my friends and I had no idea about until it was past Bremen.
Balancing Act - Pulled this image from 6 years ago. Not a subject I photograph frequently, but a very elegant species. The new software really brings old files to life.
Species: White-faced Ibis (Plegadis chihi)
Location: Northern California, CA, USA
Equipment: Canon EOS 7D Mark II + EF 400mm f5.6L + 1.4x III Extender, Handheld
Settings: 1/1000s, ISO: 800, f/8 @896mm
My last post was a Vermilion Flycatcher taking off from a branch, where I used pre-capture to get a sweet pose that without pre-capture my old reflexes may have missed. To redeem myself, I’m posting this shot of one “In the Act” of doing what it does best, fly catching. This little bird flies fast and can go in any direction. Even wind doesn’t help predict its flight path as it goes for its insect prey in any direction that it sees it: ground, sky or in between. I can’t tell you how many I missed. (I like to purge that information from my mind as soon as possible so I don’t lament the “could’ve hads”. ) This one, however, I’m very proud of myself about and in fact my elbow is getting a bit sore from patting myself on the back. (Pyrocephalus rubinus ) (Sony a9iii, 200-600 lens @ 600mm, 1/4000 second, f/6.3, ISO 800)
This Great Blue Heron landed in the top of a cedar tree but the branches were too flimsy to support its weight. So he struggled to maintain his balance. It was rather entertaining to watch for about 30 seconds until it flew off to find a more stable perch.
We observed this fun behavior at The Nature Conservancy's Cheyenne Bottoms Preserve in central Kansas.
Tattoos by Lottas Act
© Leanne Boulton, All Rights Reserved
An impromptu street portrait taken in Glasgow, Scotland. A pair of entertaining Glaswegian characters, Alan and Eric where engaged in a very animated complaint about having to smoke outside next to the diesel bus fumes. Like a classic 'straight and funny' double act a memorable encounter and conversation ensued. Go large by pressing 'L'.
In 2008 nam het toenmalige ACTS 3 locomotieven van de serie 1600 in dienst. Hiermee konden de zware containertreinen uit Leeuwarden en Veendam gereden worden, die eerst in handen waren van een 1200 en een 6700.
Op de winterse ochtend van 27 November 2010 passeert de van Railmotion gehuurde 1606 Steenwijk met aan de haak een vol beladen Leeuwarden shuttle onder nummer 50063 vanuit Leeuwarden naar Ijsselmonde. Vanaf Ijsselmonde zou een dieselloc de trein verder rijden het Rotterdamse havengebied in.
Inmiddels is alles aan deze foto verleden tijd, de Leeuwarden shuttle rijdt niet meer, HUSA heeft haar spooractiviteiten gestopt, en de 1606 rijdt inmiddels bij RRF in het fraaie ‘hommel’ jasje onder het nummer 4401.
... for the Carnation. It's Act I for the button because it's the first time I've photographed it. :)
The button is French and dates from the 1900s. It's hand painted and has areas of both champlevé and guilloché enamel.
Ghosts in the photograph, never lied to me. I’d be all of that. A false memory, would be everything. A denial my eliminent. What was that for?
Try to be bad.
What kind of fashion is this flash infatuation
Is all this admiration mutual?
Need no lessons in emotional starvation
That look in her eyes is too good to be true
So now you got a good reason
(Now you got a good reason)
Yeah, but you just gotta learn
(You really oughtta learn)
Is what makes the world turn
Stand up, stand up
The more you do it, the less you fall down
Stand up, stand up
Put your head in the clouds and your feet on the ground
Stand up, stand up
For the time of your life, you turn it up loud
Stand up, stand up
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Für“Smile on Saturday“ am 10.04.2021.
Thema:“ Balancing Act“.
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For over twenty years, a dedicated team of volunteers at the Bluebell Railway, has been rebuilding 'Beachy Head'. No. 32424 was a class H2 'Atlantic' type locomotive, which was one one of a batch originally constructed by the London Brighton & South Coast Railway between 1911 and 1912 at Brighton. 'Beachy Head' was the last of the class to be withdrawn in 1958.
In 2000, the Bluebell Railway announced an ambitious plan to rebuild one of these locos, and it's now complete and looks superb!
For the last week of August 'Beachy Head' will be the main attraction on the Bluebell Railway, as it will be officially launched into public service on the railway.
I was keen to see this locomotive as the class were a favourite of my late father. Three of his photos of the original 'Beachy Head' are in the links below.
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