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“The desert and the ocean are realms of desolation on the surface.
The desert is a place of bones, where the innards are turned out, to desiccate into dust. The ocean is a place of skin, rich outer membranes hiding thick juicy insides, laden with the soup of being.
Inside out and outside in. These are worlds of things that implode or explode, and the only catalyst that determines the direction of eco-movement is the balance of water.
Both worlds are deceptive, dangerous. Both, seething with hidden life. The only veil that stands between perception of what is underneath the desolate surface is your courage. Dare to breach the surface and sink.” - Vera Nazarian
Taken 2015 at Dungeness
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A really small community overlooks the ocean and is juxtaposed with a mountainous back yard. The location is located on the west side of Iceland and ideal for those choosing solitude.
I stand alone somewhere in the world, where everything is abandoned, including me. Everybody is so far away. All those views for nobody to share. Is it time for me to go away as well? Become normal? What is the normal anyway. The desolation is in all of us, we make it around us. Everybody's different. In mine, there are trees growing...
This shot looks across the sands of Embleton Bay, with Dunstanburgh Castle on the horizon and clouds reflecting in the pools
Desolate, The level of Ullswater has been so high lately it would be wrong not to make a shot of this tree at Glencoyne. Its been good to have been getting some practice with the Sony over the past few days. I am starting to feel a whole lot more comfortable using the camera and its starting to produce the results i am looking for.
I titled this "Desolation of Smaug" because for some reason this reminds me of The Hobbit movies.. o.O lol
Mill D North Fork to Desolation Lake; Big Cottonwood Canyon, Utah; October 2017
I've never been able to figure out the origin of all the desolation names on the ridge between Big Cottonwood and Mill Creek Canyons, but there are a few: Desolation Lake, Desolation Peak, the Desolation Trail. These are from the end of the relatively easy seven mile round trip to Desolation Lake. I liked the how the contrast between the water of the lake, the early season snow, and the trees in these shots turned out.
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Taken three nights ago on Bodmin moor , i had a preconceived vision of how i imagined it might look up here on this desolated but beautiful moorland at this time of the day . There has been a lot of debate on Flicker recently about why we take photographs , I think it depends on the person and the photograph . On this particular shot i just simply wanted to capture the mood / vastness and atmosphere of these ancient lands , just being in the landscape is a great reward in its self , looking back on this image in the future will rekindle those experiences .
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♫ Spoken sideways and indirect
Without a single word left unchecked
And by your own admission
No one is ever above suspicion
Defenses never to be let down
The lies readily abound,
Gaping jaw tightly wound.
In your desolation
Still searching for nowhere
Desolation
You’re living in nowhere........♫
Aurora stop off & obligatory torch selfie, somewhere along route 1, south coast.
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Lanky-armed robot wandering the dry remains of an old civilization purged of organic life, finding what could possibly be.... hope
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Longboat Key- Sarasota Florida
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Fort Worden, Washington
On the left you can see the remains of the main gun line, Batteries Randol, Quarles, and Ash.
Desolation
Sometimes the road ahead may look bleak but what is around the next corner will never be known until you reach it.
This is the road leading into the iconic Glencoe in the heart of the Scottish Highlands. No matter the weather it is magnificent. Fortunately as a key worker I was able to capture this whilst driving to work. With very little other traffic I was able to get the shot from the middle of the road without causing any risk to myself or others.
With Corfe Castle being shrouded in the fog this morning, I took a trip past Wareham Quay on my way home. I got my welly's on and got down into the river for some shots of the boats in the fog. Great fun!
I past this pretty waterfall on day of hiking high up on the desolate moors above the picturesque village of Haworth in West Yorkshire.
Whilst the flat light ruined any landscape shots it worked favourably in capturing this beautiful cascade.
"I intended to have written a line yesterday, but just as I was sitting down for that purpose, Arthur called to me to take a walk. We set off, not intending to go far; but though wild and cloudy it was fine in the morning; when we got about half-a-mile on the moors, Arthur suggested the idea of the waterfall; after the melted snow, he said it would be fine. I had often wished to see it in its winter power, so we walked on. It was fine indeed; a perfect torrent racing over the rocks, white and beautiful!"
Charlotte Bronte, November 29th 1854