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From a frosty morning autumn walk from last year
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (almost all shots with this lens taken with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2016 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (all shots with this lens till 95% with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2015 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (almost all shots with this lens taken with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2016 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (all shots with this lens till 95% with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2015 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (all shots with this lens till 95% with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2016 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (all shots with this lens till 95% with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2015 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (all shots with this lens till 95% with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2016 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (all shots with this lens till 95% with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2015 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (all shots with this lens till 95% with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2015 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (all shots with this lens till 95% with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2016 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (all shots with this lens till 95% aperture at 2.0)
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© 2015 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
These guys are easy to hear as they deliver their two-note call in a subdued tone from the tops of tree canopies. They seem to fly about languidly, but they can be hard to lay eyes on because of dense foliage.
I was able to photograph this bird three separate times, but all shots had limited light. In another, the bird was perched a bit too high.
I wish this shot were brighter, but it does show a sense of the dense tropical forest.
All shots of this series done with the Samyang 135/2 wide-open plus reflector. In a way, the last year is still with us. Just as I am still around carrying all those years with me.
All shots of this series done with the Samyang 135/2 wide-open plus reflector (in this case the window pane through which the shot was done).
all shots by KHWD 2023
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Absolutely, folks — this picture’s got all the ingredients you love: layered history, coastal drama, and a touch of poetic romance. Let’s dive in.
🌉 Blennerville Bridge & Reflections in the Water Blennerville Bridge spans the River Lee at its estuary, just west of Tralee in County Kerry. It’s a seven-bay stone bridge that forms a causeway between the canal and river, offering a striking view of the Slieve Mish mountains and the iconic Blennerville Windmill.
- On calm days, the tidal waters mirror the bridge, windmill, and surrounding village in stunning detail — a dream for photographers.
- The reflections often include clouds drifting over the mountains, adding layers of texture and mood to the scene.
- At sunrise or sunset, the water glows with amber and violet hues, turning the bridge into a silhouette against the sky — perfect for capturing symmetry and atmosphere.
Photographic Tips
- Position yourself near the Tralee Canal or the south bank of the River Lee for the best angles.
- Use a polarizing filter to manage glare and deepen the contrast in reflections.
- Try shooting during low tide when the water is stillest, especially in autumn when the light is soft and golden.
💔 The Maid of Tralee — Mary O’Connor She’s the heart of the famous ballad The Rose of Tralee, which inspired the international festival. Mary was a maid in service to the wealthy Mulchinock family in Tralee. William Pembroke Mulchinock, a poet from the household, fell deeply in love with her — but their romance was thwarted by class divisions and political turmoil.
- William wrote the song as a tribute to Mary’s beauty and truthfulness:
“She was lovely and fair as the rose of the summer,
Yet 'twas not her beauty alone that won me...”
- After being falsely accused of murder, William fled to India. When he returned years later, he learned that Mary had died of tuberculosis.
- Heartbroken, he was buried beside her in Clogherbrien graveyard, just outside Tralee.
🌹 Legacy The story of Mary and William became a symbol of enduring love and Irish identity, and the festival now celebrates women of Irish descent from around the world — not for beauty alone, but for character, kindness, and cultural pride.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (all shots with this lens till 95% with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2015 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
As I reported in a recent story, the bluebell season had proved to be a bit of a non event this year. A not very heady combination of poor weather, a poor attitude and even worse composition skills had delivered nothing whatsoever and I’d resorted to the archives for an image to share a story of abject failure. It was time to move on. What was next? Well a return to Echo Beach and Godrevy Lighthouse was long overdue. Very long overdue in fact – I was surprised to note that I hadn’t taken photos here since January. Even more startling was the realisation that on six of the previous eight visits, I hadn’t got beyond downloading the raw files onto my computer. Ok so during that period I was lucky enough to go to Iceland and the Canary Islands, trips which were filled with yet to be shared images, but it did make me wonder what on earth I’d been playing at. Why had I ignored all of these folders, and what was in them? I really should take a look.
So some time towards the end of last week, we headed down to Godrevy in the van. On a sunny afternoon that was colder than it looked, we sat at the field on the headland in our camping chairs, enjoying a cream tea that had arrived as part of an unexpected hamper delivery that morning. It seems that recommending services you’ve been happy with pays dividends once in a while. I’d brought the camera with me of course, with only a passing thought about whether we’d stay long enough for sunset. Really we’d just come down for an afternoon out, and a brief stroll to watch the seals at Mutton Cove before racing back to the van as a shower raced towards us from across the bay. Back in the van another cup of tea was brewed as we settled down to watch the world outside. Ali had a little snooze while I pushed on through the last few chapters of the novel that had taken me away to the dreamland marshes of the North Carolina coast for most of the last week. Afternoon ticked on towards early evening. At some point we’d have to make a decision about food.
So we trundled off to Hayle and continued to abandon our cholesterol levels outside the front door of the local chippy. We could always have alfalfa sprouts tomorrow. Once rumbling stomachs were refuelled, we returned to the exact same spot as before, noting that the gates would be locked at nine. I’d just hop down and have a look. There wasn’t much doing, so I told Ali I’d be back soon. I’m never back soon. She knows that.
After poppies, it’s sea thrift in this rapidly passing floral season. No sooner have the woodland blues begun to wane and descend back into the lush green foliage, the vivid pink blooms appear on clifftops across the coast. And while I’d gradually begun to make sense of bluebell compositions (at least until this year’s big step backwards), the sea thrift had remained complicated. I pretty much always shoot into the light because it’s what inspires me and moves me to landscape photography, but of course that sets its challenges. Shadows, silhouettes, and dynamic ranges to test the computer’s memory later on. I look back to early attempts where I’d followed the letter rather too closely – highlights all the way down, shadows all the way up, noise all the way up with it – all shots where I’d failed to keep the raw files to try again years later as I released the histogram was on the back of my camera for a reason and learned new techniques in the editing suite. At one time I tried a stage of shooting the foreground an hour before the background, but the blend never looked convincing. Focus stacks also came with accompanying headaches – all of those fiddly strands against the blue background sea that looked messy if you dived into the pixels too far.
The most pleasing result to date was one that ironically, I’ve never shared on Flickr. Maybe I should. A beautiful glowing mass of colourful cloud, a clutch of gulls making for the island and an appealing pink patch at the front of the image. Why did I never post it? Not sure, but when I have another creative block like the one I faced in the bluebell woods, I guess I can keep it up my sleeve. Two further years of learning how to use Photoshop will need to be applied first though. It was one of those pesky focus stacks and the blending needs another visit. At least this was in the era since I decided to keep every raw file forever. Except the real duds of course. Mind you that could be a mistake – ICM is so popular nowadays. Even if this is more like UCM.
This evening was also testing my brain cells. In truth, I’d left things late. If I’m out on my own I can happily set up a composition and wait for two hours until the light is at its best. But an hour ago we were queuing at the chippy three miles away in Hayle, and nowhere near any compositions. Not unless Asda superstores are your chosen subject. Now I dashed from one spot to another, always struggling with the gulf of water between the headland and the lighthouse that separated the foreground and background almost irreparably. As I settled on this one, Ali rang to say the man had arrived to lock the gates as a stream of vehicles headed along the clifftop towards the road. At the exact same moment, the sky was starting to get interesting, so shameful to say, I asked her if she could drive Brenda back to the main car park that is never locked, and five minutes later I saw a big red van moving away from me. “Got here without any bumps” came the message.
I settled down as the sun headed towards the horizon and the colours became ever more saturated. By now it was a case of seizing what I could from the scene and hoping for the best, before walking back along the cliff path and remembering what it is that brings me here again and again, whether or not I take photos, and whether or not I get around to working on them later.
Emboldened by her success at driving the van from the field to the car park, Ali drove us home. Cream teas, fish and chips, sea thrift and a chauffeur. Better than frowning in frustration at bluebells that don’t want to play.
.... the first of a short series of images I took recently up at my usual haunt. They were all shot in colour.
One of the lovely Thursley bird I forgot about. I felt the timing looked a little awkward in this shot. Weirdly the shutter speed I had set at the time perfectly matched the wing beat, so all shots in the sequence the wings were in the same position.
Having studied sculpture at a German academy of arts, I was always disappointed that a great deal of sculptural form and surface of the rock formations gets lost at night - even when applying low level lighting. Therefor I made a series of pictures using daylight shots of the landscape combined with the milky way sky. This series was taken at a location about one mile east of "Valley of Dreams" in New Mexico, all shots facing south.
Holywell is a Saxon ring village, one of only three in Cambridgeshire. It is served by a small road from Needingworth and is a dead end to motor traffic. There are approximately 80 houses, the oldest dating to the 16th century; a parish church; and a public house.
All shot with Panasonic Lumix DMC-FZ72 on 26-05-215
Wagtail. Part of my continuing series with birds on boats, every wildlife image I see is usually a bird on a stick or in what is considered to be the natural habitat of the bird, but as man encroaches more and more into the wildlife habitat this is no longer necessarily the case, so I have decided to do a series with a difference, all the birds in this series are all shot on or about boats. The juxtaposition between nature and technology.
The last in the series of sunset shots in Perth City. Shots all hand held taken from the Rooftop Bar at the Art Gallery of Western Australia (AGWA). The weather and colours were fabulous and the vibe in the bar was trendy and laid back. All shots used the Ethereal filter (Urth) to give a little cinematic twist to the shots.
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Pentax K-5
SMC Pentax-M 50mm F1.7 (all shots with this lens till 95% with aperture at 2.0)
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© 2015 stefanorugolo | All rights reserved.
Di Hoorenbeek
twas fun to meet Di after seeing all those pics photos pileups pimp ups... when i said i wanted to shoot her as a Flapper she laughed
Flappers were known as wild women during the 1920s for wearing short skirts, makeup, bobbing their hair, drinking hard liquor, smoking and listening to jazz music .... nowadays they would probably play second life too
all shot at Tango club Arrabal, photoshop
cheers to Ludmilla, Zonja, Flavio for trying to move a bottle on the bar ... and to Simon who finally clicked it away ...
all shots by KHWD from our travels worldwide, originally shot 30/4/17
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The last in the series of sunset shots in Perth City. Shots all hand held taken from the Rooftop Bar at the Art Gallery of Western Australia (AGWA). The weather and colours were fabulous and the vibe in the bar was trendy and laid back. All shots used the Ethereal filter (Urth) to give a little cinematic twist to the shots. I believe the cranes here are part of the construction of the new Edith Cowan University campus in the city.
All shots in this *PHOtage* were taken at our nearby fishing village, known for its famous "Stonington Scallops" . . .
These are all shots of one of the southernmost arms of Lake Gilles. This is an inland saline lake with varying water levels. In winter after rains you will often find extensive areas submerged, but it can become very dry during the warmer months.
It was nice to see some water while I was there.
All shots were taken this week at Radnor Lake, Tennessee
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#Velociraptor at @zoomiami The name Velociraptor means ‘swift seizer’. Velociraptor lived in the late Cretaceous Period (around 73 million years ago). The Velociraptor played a large role in the Jurassic Park movies but was often shown inaccurately. Rather than being a larger, human sized dinosaur, the Velociraptor was around the size of a Turkey. It is also believed to have had feathers that were not shown in the movie portrayal.
A fully grown Velociraptor could grow up to 2m (6.6ft) in length, 0.5m (1.6ft) in height at the hip and weigh up to 15kg (33lb). The Velociraptor is thought to have killed its prey with sickle shaped claws on its rear feet.
The first known Velociraptor fossil was found in the Mongolian Gobi Desert in 1922.
One of the most famous dinosaur fossils ever found features a Velociraptor in the middle of battle with a Protoceratops... #wildlife #animal #zoo #zoomiami #nature #photo #photos #pic #pics #TagsForLikes #picture #pictures #snapshot #art #instagood #picoftheday #photooftheday #color #all_shots #exposure #composition #focus #capture #moment