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I never understood desire until I felt your hands around my throat. - Michael Faudet
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A Rose...was a yellow rose!
"Desire" by Ryan Adams...have a listen if you have the time :).
These paths are in the mangroves at Nudgee Beach in Brisbane and provide human made access through the plethora of mangrove air roots to the beach on the other side. The actual beach can be quite wide at low tide and a great place to walk and explore.
These paths are more well known in parks, forests etc where humans make their own paths, often shortcuts rather than following the constructed ones!
Here is an excerpt from Wikipedia.
"A desire path (often referred to as a desire line in transportation planning), also known as a game trail, social trail, fishermen trail, herd path, cow path, elephant path, buffalo trace, goat track, pig trail, use trail and bootleg trail, is an unplanned small trail created as a consequence of mechanical erosion caused by human or animal traffic. The path usually represents the shortest or the most easily navigated route between an origin and destination, and the width and severity of its surface erosion are often indicators of the traffic level it receives."
You will all know and have used Desire Paths.
Wealth, power, fame and success…
Somehow this fountain always reminds me of limitless desires.
Taken at Wadakura Fountain Park, Tokyo
Desire for sun, the sea, for the South!
Desire for the end of Covid19.
Hasselblad 500 C/M
Carl Zeiss Planar 80mm f2.8
film: Fuji 100 RDP III
Capdepera / Cala Ratjada / Mallorca
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A compelling read, Botany of Desire, by Michael Pollan, is a look at how nature's desires and human desires are often intertwined for the mutual good of each other. We have domesticated plants to satisfy our needs, and these plants have adapted so they can reproduce. Woven into this is how animals capitalize on these desires to make the world more advantageous to their own needs.
Plants, people, animals ... in some miraculous natural balance. Cooperation without agreeing to cooperate.
If you have some time, a library near you likely carries the title. :)
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With their blazing energy, orange roses are the embodiment of desire and enthusiasm. Orange roses often symbolize passion and excitement and are an expression of fervent romance.
“Love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.”
-Robert Frost
Each color of a rose has a particular meaning.
For example, white roses mean purity, yellow roses mean friendship and the orange (and coral) rose means desire.
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Southern town walls and moat of Weissenburg, Franconia (Bavaria)
Some background information:
The town of Weissenburg in the southern part of Franconia has almost 18,700 residents and is located about 60 km (37 miles) south of the city of Nuremberg. It is the major district town of the administrative district of Weissenburg-Gunzenhausen and seat of administrative district office.
Weissenburg arose from the huge Roman fort Biriciana and the surrounding Roman settlement which was founded around the year 90 A.D. Today, the remains of this fort, the remains of the Roman baths in good preservation as well as a Roman museum can be visited. Biriciana hosted a Roman Ala, which used to be a cavallery regiment consisting of about 500 troopers. Together with about 1.000 foot soldiers who were based in a second fort nearby, this mounted Roman elite unit controlled and protected a part of the Limes Germanicus, which closely went past the fort Biriciana. Nowadays the Limes Germanicus is a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
After the fort was destroyed by Alemanni in 254 A.D. Franks settled there and in the 7th century a royal court came into being. The settlement increased and in the 12th century town walls were built. In the 13th century Weissenburg became a free imperial city keeping this privilege until 1802.
The first city walls were built in the 12th and 13th centuries. But after Weissenburg had become a free imperial city, its population increased by leaps and bounds. Hence, new city walls had to be built in the 14th century, which were planned so well-spaced, that until the 19th century, a settling outside of the walls wasn’t even necessary. In 1530, during the Reformation, the town joined the Protestant side, following the example of the city of Nuremberg.
Between 1588 and 1610, the principality of Ansbach, to which Weissenburg belonged, converted the former abbey on Wuelzburg Hill above the town into a modern, defensive fortress. But in the Thirty Years’ War (1618 to 1648), Weissenburg suffered heavily, not least because of its fortress that had to be eliminated resp. captured. The town was besieged, shelled and plundered several times, while the fortress was occupied by Tilly’s troops in 1631 and burned down in 1634. However, Weissenburg managed to regain its former rights after the Treaty of Utrecht.
In the following years, the fortress was repaired and utilised as a state prison. During the Coalition Wars (1792 to 1815), the town was again occupied a few times, but this time by Napoleonic troops. In the last two centuries the borough of Weissenburg became less important and therefore never exceeded the size of a small town. In World War I, the fortress Wuelzburg became a prisoner of war camp. It most famous inmate was Charles de Gaulle, who became supreme commander of Free France in World War II and in 1959, President of France.
De Gaulle was imprisoned in the fortress from the beginning of 1918 until November 1918, interrupted by an escape attempt. So it’s no wonder that he kept Weissenburg in bad memory, describing his imprisonment in the fortress as a "miserable exile".
In the present Weissenburg’s townscape still shows many buildings from the late Middle Ages as well as the Baroque period. Even great parts of the town walls survived the ravages of time. Only one of the town gates, the Ellinger Gate, has remained, but altogether 38 of the wall’s towers are still unimpaired. In most parts the former moat was drained. A pond that directly borders the southern walls is the only remnant of the water-filled moat that protected the town in the Middle Ages. Today, Weissenburg is still a great place to traipse and go on a journey of historical discovery.
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Alarm goes off as planned at 2 AM.
I quickly gather my gear, slam a can of Red Bull to wake up my body and walk to our hotel reception area to meet Marc Adamus and the rest of our team. One of the reasons I love Marc's trips is spontaneity that he brings based on changing weather or various information that will get us the best possible light or conditions for shooting. This night I was looking forward to have a "moment" with Milky Way and majestic Reiner, as the galactic center perfectly aligned with the mountain, heading straight up to the stars.
After looking at the satellite on his phone, Marc's next words send us all back to bed as the cloud cover made our planned shoot impossible. Sleep? Me? I just had Red Bull! I can't sleep - I'm wired!
Two hours later we are hiking with our headlamps in hopes of some sort of sunrise - the flower season at Rainier was way ahead of nature's schedule, usually coming to bloom sometime late in summer, so we would get a rare opportunity to see it's glorious beauty in June. Marc’s genuine enthusiasm fuels every step we make.
Flowers although very patchy were beautiful. I throw my bag on the ground and spend the next twenty minutes attempting to find composition - desire and excitement of getting my own flower/ mountain shot quickly turns into panic, as I cant find what I’m looking for. I finally settle up in the same exact spot I started with and what seems like forever ago now, just to witness most glorious alpenglow. The red-pink-purple light almost danced around the top of Rainier, reflecting everywhere, illuminating and bouncing off the snow covered top, foliage and white flowers in front of me.