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Sunset along the Madison River in Yellowstone National Park. Taken during a Gerlach Nature Photography lead workshop.
Fairfield Harbour, North Carolina. This has to be the greatest location for sunsets in eastern North Carolina. No cell towers and buildings...just forest and water.
The holiday season from Thanksgiving through the New Year is a dangerous time for many of us. Good intentions of eating in moderation seem to get way-laid by thoughts of “well, maybe just one more won’t hurt”.
The most popular starting date for diets is “tomorrow.”
This eagle was quite a ways from me when I took this photo. As I was squinting through the viewfinder, I thought something looked a little off as at first glance he appeared to be the most squat and overweight eagle I had come across.
But when I got the photo up on my monitor at home, I realized his body was facing away from me and his head was completely turned around as he kept me in view. Quite an amazing physical ability that I have only seen replicated by my mother when I was a young lad.
Eagles have 14 neck vertebrae which is twice as many as humans and enables them to rotate their head up to about 180 degrees in each direction. Added note, eagles eyes are fixed in their sockets and do not move like ours.
(Photographed near Cambridge, MN)
A single drop of water falls back to the lake from my paddle, as I float on the gorgeous waters, watching the days end.
I haven’t been around much because I’ve been on the road or a plane or a train for the past month it seems. I’m back home now. The best part of traveling is returning home to all the familiar smells, sights and sounds. I love the Netherlands and the people, but it’s not where I belong. So, sitting on top of the dune and watching the sun slowly sink into the North Sea seemed a fitting tribute to what may have been possibly my last trip there and to amazing Amsterdam. I will miss it, but I am grateful I have had as many opportunities as I have had to go and experience it’s treasures.
A tiny clump of the hardy Lyme Grass (Leymus arenarius) makes a statement about the nature of all Icelanders by hanging onto the breakwater at Vík í Mýrdal (Vik) South Iceland.
Truth to tell we'd ripped a tyre apart up in the highlands a couple of days earlier and we had to make a bee-line from the ferry to Vik and connect with the Super Tyre Changing Guy Out of Legend...
That sorted it was time for a coffee and a quick wander down to the black beach between squalls.
In the background are the sea-stacks of Reynisdrangar. The legends say the stacks are trolls caught by the sun. No sun today :-)
Fuji XT2, XF23/1.4, 1/4000th sec at f/1.4, ISO 800.