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Another view of Natural Falls State Park.
Natural Falls was the setting for the filming of the popular movie, "Where the Red Fern Grows". It was commonly known as Dripping Springs by local residents. The name was changed when the state acquired the property because there are other Dripping Springs in Oklahoma.
Natural Falls State Park is located just a few miles west of the Arkansas state line city of Siloam Springs in Oklahoma. It is a 77-foot waterfall that is one of the largest and easiest to access in the entire Oklahoma and Arkansas region.
Little pebble upon the sand
Now you're lying here in my hand,
How many years have you been here ?
Little human upon the sand
From where I'm lying here in your hand,
You to me are but a passing breeze.
The sun will always shine where you stand
Depending in which land
You may find yourself.
Now you have my blessing, go your way.
Happiness runs in a circular motion
Thought is like a little boat upon the sea.
Everybody is a part of everything anyway,
You can have everything if you let yourself be.
Happiness runs, happiness runs.
Happiness runs, happiness runs.
Because this client is a cat lover the intention was to make her the "fantasy queen of cats". Having owls as her loyal companions who carry the little kitties to their beloved protected "mother of nature". 💘
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💌 Client Work for Inka
★ Snapshot & Artistic Editing by me
❤ Credits: Background Stock (partially) by kihoskh714
Because the moon's orbit is elliptical, the distance between it and the Earth changes. If the alignment coincides with when the moon is closest to Earth
the boost in gravity from the moon's proximity makes the extreme tides known as king tides.
Because of the great fire wall of Chinese policy, it's so hard to cross the limit to visit flickr, so I could not reply my dear friends, I'm so sorry about that and please forgive me,thank you so much and hope my friends can still hit on me！由于中国网络原因，访问flickr很困难，速度很慢，所有暂时没有办法一一回应各位好友，请朋友们见谅！还请各位好友继续关注我！
My pro account is out of time，thank you my friends here for supporting me what a long time！！May I have a pleasure to receive a pro gift from you？我的pro账号到期了，感谢朋友们长期以来的热心支持！！有好心人能赞助一个pro账号给我吗，在此先表感谢！！
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..it was there
© 2015 Bong Manayon | FB: Bong Manayon Photography
Pentax Epsio 140 + SMC Pentax Zoom Lens MULTIAF 38-140mm
Because, back when I was a kid, that's what everyone called them.
Vanellus vanellus
Northern Lapwing
Because the experience of Itsukushima Shrine involves the water over which it is built, it is good to be aware of the timings of the tides during one's visit. At high tide the shrine and its gate appear to float above the water, and this is certainly the time at which they are most picturesque. At low tide, the water drains out of the bay. This is when visitors can take the opportunity to walk out and see the gate from up close.
Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.
Matthew 7:14
today I visited the scrapyard again because the weather was quite good. Collected two shopping cards full of hubcaps.
Just because today is International Polar Bear Day ... and because it's been quite a while since a bear (of any kind) was shared by me on Flickr, I thought it appropriate to share this one.
Who can resist a young cub, especially a polar bear cub, posing on the snow covered landscape, as it takes a break from playing. Not far away, of course, is its mom who always has the young one in sight.
Spending 5 days with these amazing bears has been a highlight of my photography life. It's amazing to see their size, their strength, their behavior, and especially their cuteness. These polar bear moms, from what I witnessed, are fabulous moms who protect and play with their cubs. Don't fret, she does take breaks too. Cubs learn to entertain themselves when mom is resting. Whether it be with sticks, blubber remnants, the snow itself ... virtually anything is fair game ... including other cubs, which is probably the cutest.
How could we not want to protect these bears from the environmental changes that threaten them?
Thanks so much for stopping by to view and especially for sharing your thoughts and comments.
© 2015 Debbie Tubridy / TNWA Photography
Because I only had one full day in New York I took back to back Hop On Hop Off Buses. Some of the images are not very good as the bus would go over bumps etc,.I have kept them in as memorises of the day. I only got off the bus once so most of the photos were taken as we were travelling along. Sadly I just didn't have time to have a good walk around.
I woke to a lovely sunny day and not too cold with around 16c. As the day went on it clouded over a bit and cooled down. November 7, 2018 USA.
because you have to deal with feelings and lawyers :-) Richard Pryor
just back from vacation, this one is from the plane, Mt. Rainier, flying into seattle. a couple more to follow :-)
because I love the word "festive."
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Because of the many questions: This is a real photography! Plane is in hyperfocal distance. Airport STR, Germany.
200 mm, F2.8
Workflow:
1. slightly vignetted
2. 8% more contrast.
That's all, folks :-)
...in very late news (more than 10 days old, I'm sorry) proposed anti-trans legislation by our clusterfuck of a federal government was defeated over a week back, when some of its own members turned against it.
Because we have a Prime Minister who specialises in performative god-bothering, he decided it would be a good wedge to be "inclusive" towards gay kids, but hang trans kids out to dry, as a sop to extreme religious organisations (and help to make a big deal of bathroom moral panicking).
The really lovely thing was that a number of leading Catholic schools (single sex and co-ed) came out to say there was no big deal, and they were happily managing MtF and FtM trans kids (even bathrooms, shock horror). And a Jewish school that said "meh, we've had gender-neutral bathrooms for years".
So, the government was humiliated (for now, anyway, though I'm sure they will not forget), and trans kids/people around the country felt a little more supported and accepted by a surprisingly wide cross-section of the population. Which is always a nice thing.
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Subject : Paper clips
Location : Home Studio
Gadget : Canon EOS 550D / Rebel T2i / Kiss X4
Sigma 17mm-70mm f2.8-4 DC Macro OS @ 34mm | 1/60s | F3.5 | ISO 400 | handheld
Addition : Copyright + title
Note: February…..the month of LOVE!!!
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Because I'll be rotten if I stay the whole night in the room. Because its been 14 months since the last time I went here.
Back to eat the prawn noodle at 10pm I know the fat is built and the stomach will suffer:(
But anw, I dont have the habit of going out for photography with anyone. Hmm just not comfortable, especially when doing night exposure.
Because everything you see, isn't always the truth...
Well, I guess I'm trying to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of a smile gradually I'm dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
'Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise 'til I go home at night
And turn down all the lights and then I break down and cry
So what do you do when somebody you're devoted to
Suddenly just stops loving you and it seems they haven't got a clue
Of the pain that rejection is putting you through
Do you cling to your pride and sing "I will survive"
Do you lash out and say "How dare you leave this way"
Do you hold on in vain as they just slip away
...in very late news (more than 10 days old, I'm sorry) proposed anti-trans legislation by our clusterfuck of a federal government was defeated over a week back, when some of its own members turned against it.
Because we have a Prime Minister who specialises in performative god-bothering, he decided it would be a good wedge to be "inclusive" towards gay kids, but hang trans kids out to dry, as a sop to extreme religious organisations (and help to make a big deal of bathroom moral panicking).
The really lovely thing was that a number of leading Catholic schools (single sex and co-ed) came out to say there was no big deal, and they were happily managing MtF and FtM trans kids (even bathrooms, shock horror). And a Jewish school that said "meh, we've had gender-neutral bathrooms for years".
So, the government was humiliated (for now, anyway, though I'm sure they will not forget), and trans kids/people around the country felt a little more supported and accepted by a surprisingly wide cross-section of the population. Which is always a nice thing.
"Because that's where I truly belong! What's on your mind is where your heart is, they say. I guess that means my heart belongs to my friends underwater," says Merrow ^_^
I've been a bit lazy, I know, it's always portraits these days... But I love to be able to get a closer look to the sweeties. Especially, at the most adorable toothy smirk on the world: Merrow's!
Originally dating to around 1320, the building is important because it has most of its original features; successive owners effected relatively few changes to the main structure, after the completion of the quadrangle with a new chapel in the 16th century. Pevsner described it as "the most complete small medieval manor house in the county", and it remains an example that shows how such houses would have looked in the Middle Ages. Unlike most courtyard houses of its type, which have had a range demolished, so that the house looks outward, Nicholas Cooper observes that Ightham Mote wholly surrounds its courtyard and looks inward, into it, offering little information externally.[9] The construction is of "Kentish ragstone and dull red brick,"[10] the buildings of the courtyard having originally been built of timber and subsequently rebuilt in stone.[11]
The moat of Ightham Mote
The house has more than 70 rooms, all arranged around a central courtyard, "the confines circumscribed by the moat."[10] The house is surrounded on all sides by a square moat, crossed by three bridges. The earliest surviving evidence is for a house of the early 14th century, with the great hall, to which were attached, at the high, or dais end, the chapel, crypt and two solars. The courtyard was completely enclosed by increments on its restricted moated site, and the battlemented tower was constructed in the 15th century. Very little of the 14th century survives on the exterior behind rebuilding and refacing of the 15th and 16th centuries.
The structures include unusual and distinctive elements, such as the porter's squint, a narrow slit in the wall designed to enable a gatekeeper to examine a visitor's credentials before opening the gate. An open loggia with a fifteenth-century gallery above, connects the main accommodations with the gatehouse range. The courtyard contains a large, 19th century dog kennel.[12] The house contains two chapels; the New Chapel, of c.1520, having a barrel roof decorated with Tudor roses. [13] Parts of the interior were remodelled by Richard Norman Shaw.[14] wikipedia
16th century-late 19th century
The house remained in the Selby family for nearly 300 years.[3] Sir William was succeeded by his nephew, also Sir William, who is notable for handing over the keys of Berwick-upon-Tweed to James I on his way south to succeed to the throne.[4] He married Dorothy Bonham of West Malling but had no children. The Selbys continued until the mid-19th century when the line faltered with Elizabeth Selby, the widow of a Thomas who disinherited his only son.[5] During her reclusive tenure, Joseph Nash drew the house for his multi-volume illustrated history Mansions of England in the Olden Time, published in the 1840s.[6] The house passed to a cousin, Prideaux John Selby, a distinguished naturalist, sportsman and scientist. On his death in 1867, he left Ightham Mote to a daughter, Mrs Lewis Marianne Bigge. Her second husband, Robert Luard, changed his name to Luard-Selby. Ightham Mote was rented-out in 1887 to American Railroad magnate William Jackson Palmer and his family. For three years Ightham Mote became a centre for the artists and writers of the Aesthetic Movement with visitors including John Singer Sargent, Henry James, and Ellen Terry. When Mrs Bigge died in 1889, the executors of her son Charles Selby-Bigge, a Shropshire land agent, put the house up for sale in July 1889.[6]
Late 19th century-21st century
The Mote was purchased by Thomas Colyer-Fergusson.[6] He and his wife brought up their six children at the Mote. In 1890-1891, he carried out much repair and restoration, which allowed the survival of the house after centuries of neglect.[7] Ightham Mote was opened to the public one afternoon a week in the early 20th century.[7]
Sir Thomas Colyer-Fergusson's third son, Riversdale, died aged 21 in 1917 in the Third Battle of Ypres, and won a posthumous Victoria Cross. A wooden cross in the New Chapel is in his memory. The oldest brother, Max, was killed at the age of 49 in a bombing raid on an army driving school near Tidworth in 1940 during World War II. One of the three daughters, Mary (called Polly) married Walter Monckton.
On Sir Thomas's death in 1951, the property and the baronetcy passed to Max's son, James. The high costs of upkeep and repair of the house led him to sell the house and auction most of the contents. The sale took place in October 1951 and lasted three days. It was suggested that the house be demolished to harvest the lead on the roofs, or that it be divided into flats. Three local men purchased the house: William Durling, John Goodwin and John Baldock. They paid £5,500 for the freehold, in the hope of being able to secure the future of the house.[8]
In 1953, Ightham Mote was purchased by Charles Henry Robinson, an American of Portland, Maine, United States. He had known the property when stationed nearby during the Second World War. He lived there for only fourteen weeks a year for tax reasons. He made many urgent repairs, and partly refurnished the house with 17th-century English pieces. In 1965, he announced that he would give Ightham Mote and its contents to the National Trust. He died in 1985 and his ashes were immured just outside the crypt. The National Trust took possession in that year.[8]
In 1989, the National Trust began an ambitious conservation project that involved dismantling much of the building and recording its construction methods before rebuilding it. During this process, the effects of centuries of ageing, weathering, and the destructive effect of the deathwatch beetle were highlighted. The project ended in 2004 after revealing numerous examples of structural and ornamental features which had been covered up by later additions.[1]
When looking at something this enormous in front of you, I find it really difficult to encapsulate that feeling in a photograph. Of all the shots from this trip, this is the only one that seemed to get close to capturing the sense of scale. At the bottom of the frame you can see my good friend, Jesse, taking a moment away from his own viewfinder to pose for me. :)
Camera: Nikon D90
Lens: Nikkor 18-105mm f/3.5-5.6G VR
EXIF: 1/320 | ƒ/8 | ISO 200 | 50mm
Location: Mount Rainier National Park, Washington
looking great after 7 decades and one smart, wise, sexy, intelligent woman full of heart and soul. I think she is amazing because she is. Blessings