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The elevation of the sun in the sky has a dramatic impact on the scenery here. I never tire of visiting this park, nor this location. Every ten steps brings in focus a new angle, a new look, every 15 minutes of sunlight does pretty much the same. It is spectacular!
At each end of the year the geese spend some time here preparing or recovering from their long migration flights. It starts with just a few pairs and ends up with beautiful squadrons in formations almost from horizon to horizon. Taken just after sunrise the early golden light was illuminating the birds from below which created a nice tone.
I was at Green Timbers Urban Forest in Surrey British Columbia Canada. I’ve photographed this location several times over the past week and was challenging myself to see it from a different perspective. I put a 7Artisans 60mm Macro lens on my Fuji XT3 and was seeing new subjects everywhere. A simple change of perspective rekindled my interest.
Changes
Neil Young
Moments of magic will glow in the night
Fears of the forest are all gone
But when the morning breaks they're swept away by
Golden drops of dawn, of changes
Passions will part to a strange melody
As fires will sometimes burn cold
Like petals in the wind, we're puppets to the silver
Strings of souls, of changes
I changed the bedding today - how mundane. Anyway, before I could get to it the cat had a field day on the sheets - this is a snap of her handy work. She was not impressed when I put the clean sheets on and hid in the airing cupboard in protest. Can't please everyone.
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Today being August 3rd 2022 we changed plans.
We were planning a run to the monkey temple
to give all the dogs their monthly injections.
It has been monsooning all over us.
The river has breached the banks.
More heavy storms are coming.
Good time to batten down the hatches !
4:27AM the rain was hitting the tile roof so hard
it sounded like the roof was going to cave in ;-0
We'll shelter in place for now.
Catch y'all on the rebound ;-)-
ps:
that's Rocky laying in the red
clay under muscle nuns porch.
The camera was haphazardly
poked under the porch and
fired off hoping for the best.
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Most people living in the UK will have a good idea of what my home county holds for the visitor, even if they've never been here. "Hmm, Cornwall," many of them say to us when we're on our own travels. "Long way down the country to get there. Nice beaches. We went to Newquay one year," or "We like to go to Stein's in Padstow. Have you been there?" In spite of the fact that we have been in possession of an unused voucher for the place since July last year, we still haven't been there. It may be a statistical fact that half of the celebrity chefs in Britain have a restaurant somewhere within 30 miles of where I live. Personally I favour Greg and Lou's fish and chip shop in Redruth, two miles from home, or Manha Spice in Illogan. As far as I'm aware, neither of the proprietors of these establishments have held down a regular slot on prime time television, but then their prices don't involve parting with family heirlooms to pay the bill and their fare is more than good enough to please my simple palate as well. Nobody has ever mentioned Redruth or Illogan in one of those awkward moments on foreign soil when strangers attempt to engage us in conversation about where we come from. I like it that way. I should stress that I have no affiliation with either establishment and will not benefit financially or otherwise if you take this as a recommendation to visit them. Although they could do me a chip butty and a Chicken Jalfrezi if they like. Not at the same time though - I'm not entirely unrefined.
Still, one thing the wider world is right about is our coast. Surrounded by the sea on three sides and attached to the rest of England by a handful of miles in the north east corner it's stunning, whatever the season. Wild, windswept and remote it's a place that visitors have been coming to for far longer than any of us have been on the planet. Enormous sandy sweeps backed by dunes, small rocky inlets and coves, and pretty harbours filled with fishing boats draw them in their droves. Generally speaking, people know we have a coastline.
What we're less famous for is our rivers. The country isn't long, wide or flat enough to have many broad sweeping meanders plotting their way through sunlit meadows past nodding willows and sleepy villages. But some of the ones we do have are spectacular. The River Fowey (pronounced Foy - just to set you on the right foot with the locals) crashes down from the wilderness of Bodmin Moor, making its way southwards until it meets the sea at the town of the same name (also pronounced Foy). I can sit and watch it happily for hours.
And that's exactly what I did on Saturday at Golitha Falls. I was here a couple of months earlier in the same position, taking more or less the same picture. When I got home I was disappointed by the glare on the surface of the river and decided I must have forgotten to spin the polariser. Cursing myself for a schoolboy error I vowed to return, only to find that the problem persisted. I'd evidently done everything I could have the previous time, but failed to appreciate that the filter wasn't going to remove all of the glare. I guess it's something we're all just going to have to live with.
In a couple of weeks I'm going to head there again. While many of you live further north in the UK and are seeing the colours change already, the leaves are still mostly green down here in the far South West. I want them to be red, brown and gold, but it seems I need to wait a while longer. I love having a reason to need to go back.
The genesis for the destructive Camp Fire was one mile to the north of the tiny resort community of Pulga, CA, located in the Feather River Canyon. According to reports, the entire area surrounding Pulga was wiped out by the fire. It makes shots like this extra special. Late on a summer afternoon, a westbound Union Pacific grain train exits the small resort community.
No matter how much we try to fight change, to hold on, life continues inching forward often in indifference. It’s up to us on how we react to it. To shape what you can control within the predictable yet sometimes chaotic changing of the seasons. To spark joy in the mundane and the profound whenever possible. Amor Fati, love fate. Sometimes, less is more.
A simple black and white from Blanca Lake
Mixed media on 30 gsm Snowden
Starting to sort through things I don't need (and have never really needed). Boxing up. Precious items wrapped in many bubbles of air, each one with a hope for safe journey.
「数年後にはわたし、お役御免になっちゃうんでしょうか。」
世代交代を目前にして、そんな声が聞こえてきそうな哀愁漂う東京タワーでした。
Symbol of Tokyo(50 years anniversary) - Tokyo,JAPAN
New Tokyo Tower is under construction,
so in a few years he may be relieved of his post.
He looks sad...
C501 heads west and passes under the last C&O installed signal bridges remaining. However, now that CSX has removed one track through here, one has to wonder how long that will last.
A pair of Norfolk Southern 4-axle EMDs roll an eastbound underneath the now-removed NYC signals at CP 505 a few years ago. NS GP40-2 3067 used to zip through here in charge of Conrail Van trains as the 3399.
The old speedster has been displaced on the hot trains by newer stuff, but even downgraded, the GP40-2 was still looking good.
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I have been so indecisive lately. Am I the only one that is still editing photos days after I post them? I don't really like that about myself.
Louisiana is beginning the change from green to brown ....I can't wait for that first real cold snap!
The leaves are turning brown & berries are turning red!
The seasons are changing!
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Awesome bend in the tracks in the abandoned Hemlock Mine.
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Photo taken during my first ascent to the summit of Mont Thabor (3.178 m), Vallée Étroite (France).
The weather was changing dramatically for the worse... the landscape was appearing and disappearing all the time.. something that turned out as very attractive, visually and photographically speaking.
Here you can see the peak Gran Adritto (2.742) gazing through the clouds.
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