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Here's a shot taken on the 6th night of my SW trip. It was really late and Wayne and I where trying to squeeze in as many locations as we could before he had to head back to Salt Lake for a flight home. We hit this spot and immediately started setting up the lighting, It seemed that after shooting together for a short time we managed to work out a great procedure to prevent spoiled exposures do to a headlamps being turned on during an exposure, and after an hour or so it seemed like we had been shooting together for years, we were snapping away and not having any difficulty stepping on toes so to speak. The first night we were shooting together at the Kiva, Wayne had kindly offered to let me use his 6D since he would be using a new Nikon 810a and it was a tempting offer, and now that I think about it, I probably should have, just to say I had a photo taken with Wayne Pinkston's camera. But I was determined to see it through with my 70D so I really push the ISO on this shot and extend my exposure time as there would be less movement in the MW at this angle. The milky way was really high in the sky at about 2:00am which makes for a bluer sky and at this angle I didn't have to fight with light pollution. I was able to capture this shot at my camera's maximum ISO setting and It is a single exposure at 4000k white balance. All of the night photos from this trip I have been varying the white balance so that I could establish a white balance I like the best. :)
We used "LLL" to light the scene here.
For more information about the LLL technique(LowLevelLighting) you can visit lowlevellighting.org
If you missed my last post of delicate arch here a link:
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Thank you for taking the time to take a look at my photos and as always, your views, comments, faves, and support are greatly appreciated!! Have a great weekend everyone :)
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the difficulty of forcing anything into an empty head :-)
Eric Hoffer, Reflections on the Human Condition, 1973
HFF!! Truth Matters!
zinnia, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
HaPPY PiNK WeeKeND
This scenery I saw when I was sailing on the boat through the magic Vietnamese Halong Bay.
Sometimes the landscapes there turn into a pink wonderland.
Wish you all a wonderful start of the weekend………
Get ready to sail into the weekend and………….
Dieser bewegliche Kafka-Kopf aus Prag sollte da wenig Schwierigkeiten haben !
(Die einzelnen Scheiben sind ständig mit unterschiedlicher Geschwindigkeit in Bewegung, sodass zwischendurch das Gesicht 'zerfließt'.)
This movable Kafka head from Prague should have little difficulty with that !
(The individual discs are in constant movement with different speeds, so the face 'deliquesces' in the meantime.)
Smile on Saturday: PICTURE WITH ADDED TEXT
Due to other priorities and commitments, I was only able to get this shot up now, although this was taken a few months ago in May.
MacRitchie Reservoir is a great place to to get away from the noisy parts of the city, for some peace and quiet. During blue hour, it is surprisngly not very crowded at all, so I was able to experiment as many shots as possible in different settings without too much difficulty.
Alas, I was not able to get a good sunset that day due to very cloudy weather, but the blue hour view more than made up for it.
A blazing sunny day causing difficulties for exposure, even by hiding in the shadows the sun was burning bright on the white water...which lent a nice effect to the spray at the top of the falls. A beautiful place to just watch the water...
A vertical and horizontal pano was needed to catch all details along the upper rim and the foreground rocks.
More falling water in my website gallery:
One of the difficulties encountered since discovering textures is that almost every photo appears to me aesthetically improved with the application(s). This bothers me somewhat. My first several years on Flickr were exclusively SOOC, and while I have by no means become a processing pro, I have learned enough to adjust both my thinking and my preferences for what I'm doing. Today, it takes a conscious decision to AVOID going to my texture file.
Here, the original photo is shown in comments and I was quite pleased with it SOOC...but then the thinking started, and the result is shown in the featured image. It started with, "Hmmm...I've got a sun that will fit nicely in that notch in the treeline." Many of you know the feeling. This one was admittedly a difficult decision (not all are) and I remain uncertain as to my personal preference in this particular case. What has become clear is that I certainly cannot consider myself a "purist" any longer...whatever that means...if anything and if it ever did.
It was a 5 day long via ferrata adventure, mountain hut to mountain hut in breathtaking scenery of Brenta Dolomites. Route is called Bocchette Alte. It is medium-high difficulty. Highly recommended to anyone into this sort of activity.
Is a Greek song and I translate it into English... is wonderful music and words... Travel in Greece! :)) Dance is zebekiko!!!!
And here I am, once again, on the ship
for another trip, but the same sea surrounds (grabs) me
and upon the time I was saying that fire can't light up again
(I thought that) It won't be problem if I'll be shipwrecked once again
Love, in the form of a northern wind, blew throw the leaves of (my) heart
and I'm changing everything and I'm dancing a zebekiko
Love in the form of a northern wind blew, tonight I'm going wherever you drive me to
and I'm looking for you
*Sirens bewitched my soul
I'm heading to the *Symplegades (meaning the difficulties) of other love affairs
let them get whatever they choose
since I know that I exist (live) as long as I'm in love
Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=5GPQzmhdrvM&ab_channel=%CE%98...
In the course of the centuries so much has been built, demolished and carpeted at Heeswijk Castle that medieval builders today would have great difficulty recognizing their castle. Heeswijk may be a construction history jumble, it is still a large, imposing and beautifully situated complex that can rightfully be considered as one of the important medieval castles of North Brabant.
To begin with, there is the respectable age of perhaps around 950 years. The history of Heeswijk Castle goes back at least to the first half of the twelfth century, and possibly even further, to the end of the eleventh century. First, a motteburcht arose on this site, that is to say an artificially raised hill, 6 to 7 meters high, between 25 and 30 meters in diameter and surrounded by a moat. A tufa stone reinforcement was built on that hill, probably in the form of a tower.
In the fourteenth century that tower was no longer sufficient. Then, in stages, the construction of the brick late-medieval castle began, of which considerable parts are still standing today.
However, Heeswijk is not only interesting because of its long history. Hein Hundertmark, who investigated the building history of the castle, points out that from that fourteenth-century rebuilding until well into the nineteenth century, Heeswijk was always at the forefront of architectural architecture. The owners and builders constantly led the way in adapting the castle to changing circumstances.
This applies to the ambitious fourteenth and fifteenth century construction phases, whereby the castle was adapted to, among other things, the development of gunpowder guns. But also for the sixteenth and seventeenth-century conversion of a defensible castle into a representative noble residence. All things considered, it is no less true of the romantic dream that inspired Baron Van den Bogaerde of Terbrugge and his sons in the nineteenth century to neo-gothic extensions and additions, including the incorporation of all kinds of building fragments into the exterior facades. Heeswijk also set a trend in this neo-gothic adaptation.
Only after the Second World War was this line of progressiveness broken. For the last owner, the architectural legacy of his nineteenth-century ancestors was an annoying "romantic madness." He wanted the castle to return to a sober medieval aesthetic. It is therefore all the more spicy that the restoration of Heeswijk, which had to bring about this, ended in a castle with a predominantly eighteenth-century appearance.
I always have difficulty photographing the few wintering Eurasian Wigeons in the region. They are challenging to isolate because they are usually among a flock of American Wigeons. I finally found one that was willing to cooperate.
Une espèce que je trouve difficile à isoler et photographier. Seulement quelques individus passent l'hiver dans la région et ils sont habituellement parmi les Canards d'Amérique. En voici un qui a finalement coopéré.
I am still having difficulties identifying these two hawks;
Cooper's vs Sharp-shinned. You be the judge
I looked them up several times in bird books and also different websites and theoretically I know the differences between the two but in real life I am still struggling identifying them.
Thanks everyone for your opinion and comments. Much appreciated.
Not the best photo with part shade part sun and the bird mostly hidden in the tree. I was lucky to see the bird on the ground and then several times flying into a shrub in my backyard trying to catch a house sparrow. On the third try it caught a sparrow. I got my camera but about that time he/she flew into the tree where I took this photo. Hopefully I have this bird correctly identified. I have difficulty distinguishing Cooper's from Sharp-shinned Hawks. There will be more but this is the first hawk in my yard since late last winter. IMG_3572
deprived of a richer artistic training, are sent forth inculcated with the belief that they are creative photographers and artists. It is yet a fact that today, as in the past, the most inspiring and provocative works in photography come as much (and probably more) from those who are in the first place artists.
Aaron Scharf
Creative Photography, 1965
HBM! HMM!
monarch butterfly, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
I can imagine the difficulty of plunging under water at speed to take a fish at home in that element, rising to the surface, breaking the water tension to take to the air against the roiling sea. I liked the shape of the wave in this image which to me nicely frames the action as the Osprey takes this large fish home to feed its family. I think the fish is a Menhaden but please feel free to correct my identification. (Pandion haliaetus)
to avail myself of Sir John Herschel’s beautiful process of Cyanotype, to obtain impressions of the plants themselves, which I have much pleasure in offering to my botanical friends :-)
Anna Atkins
1843, text accompanying the first photographically illustrated book, British Algae: Cyanotype Impressions, authored by the Atkins, recognized as the first female photographer.
HMM!! Ukraine Matters!
prunus, cherry blossom, our yard, cary, north carolina
and an optimist is one who makes opportunities of his difficulties :-)
Harry "The buck stops here" Truman
HGGT!! VOTE! RESIST!
narcissus, daffodil, 'Virginia Sunrise', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
“Crossing struggles, difficulties and pain is part of the journey. However, it's up to you to choose whether you're going to let them beat you or if you're the one who's going to beat them.”
Note: Shape made by order from the store ☾·ʚ The Moon ɞ☽ sl creator: Sadie Kenichi Sakai (agnesmaybe)
Continuing with my Positive Flags of the Nations
project with a tribute to Humour.
Laugh as much as possible, always laugh. It's the sweetest thing one can do for oneself & one's fellow human beings.
Maya Angelou
A good laugh overcomes more difficulties and dissipates more dark clouds than any other one thing.
Laura Ingalls Wilder
When humor goes, there goes civilization.
Erma Bombeck
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day! ❤️❤️❤️
This photo was taken from the Tsugaike ski gelände in late September.
The ridge in the upper centre is called Kaerazuno-Kiretto (不帰の劔) meaning "sawtooth ridge of no return" due to the difficulty to walk on the trail laid out on the jagged and narrow ridge connecting Hakuba mountains in the right and Karamatsu-dake (唐松岳) in the left.
Less jagged eastern slope of Karamatsu-dake is converted to the Happoone ski gelände.
Rice terrace of Tsugaike (flic.kr/p/2nCPHpq) is located along a stream that flows between the ski gelände and the green hill.
All children deserve a safe warm house. Growing up without such a basic need destroys their childhood and impacts on their health and education.
With such a cold winter this year its important to remember those not as fortunate as ourselves, who don't have a nice warm home. Shelter do such a fantastic job in helping those with housing difficulties we think its important to recognise their efforts.
england.shelter.org.uk/what_you_can_do
scotland.shelter.org.uk/what_you_can_do
The difficulties you meet will resolve themselves as you advance. Proceed, and light will dawn, and shine with increasing clearness on your path. Jim Rohn
~happy fence friday~
Features
Its appearance when viewed from the south-west, i.e. from the direction of Porthmadog, has earned it the sobriquet the "Matterhorn of Wales", albeit being 3,789 metres lower. In reality Cnicht is a long ridge and, at 689 m, is the fifth-highest peak in the Moelwynion mountain range. It can be easily ascended from Croesor, the village at its foot, or, with more difficulty, from Nant Gwynant to the north-west.
Although regarded by some as a mountain in its own right, Cnicht does not have the required 150m of topographic prominence to be classed as a Marilyn.
Snowdonia is a region in northwest Wales concentrated around the mountains and glacial landforms of massive Snowdonia National Park. The park's historic Snowdon Mountain Railway climbs to the summit of Wales's highest mountain, Mount Snowdon, offering views across the sea to Ireland. The park is also home to an extensive network of trails, over 100 lakes and craggy peaks like Cader Idris and Tryfan.
Santuario de la Virgen del Acebo, Asturias, España.
El Santuario de la Virgen del Acebo, llamado también Santuario de Nuestra Señora del Acebo, está construido sobre la cumbre de un monte a una altitud de 1174 msnm, que forma parte de la llamada sierra del Acebo. Tal situación le otorga unas excelentes vistas, pues se divisa fácilmente el puerto de Leitariegos, una buena parte de las montañas que forman el macizo occidental de la Cornisa Cantábrica y en los días despejados, hacia el norte, la mar. Administrativamente depende en la parroquia de Linares, donde está ubicado, perteneciente al concejo asturiano de Cangas del Narcea (España). Eclesiásticamente depende de la parroquia de Santa María Magdalena del Acebo y del Arciprestazgo de Cangas del Narcea.
Este concejo de Cangas del Narcea es uno de los más ricos en recursos económicos, donde sobresale la minería y la agricultura. Es el más extenso de Asturias y el segundo de España. En esta zona está la reserva boscosa de Muniellos con una extensión de unas 3300 ha y alrededor de un millón de árboles donde predomina el acebo junta al haya y el roble en menor cantidad. También es un concejo rico en linajes e hidalguías, ya que, después de Oviedo, es el de «mayor número de linajes con piezas armeras...; no en balde sus hidalgos de armas poner y pintar llegaban casi al centenar».
Está a unos 12 km de Cangas del Narcea y para acceder a él hay que recorrer la Avenida del Acebo y pasar los pueblos de Robledo de San Cristóbal, Borracán y Vegalapiedra. Al final de esa carretera está el Santuario. Por su exigente subida, ha sido fin de etapa ciclista de la Vuelta a Asturias y de la Vuelta a España varias veces, así como de diversas marchas cicloturistas. El perfil longitudinal o altimetría muestra la dureza de esta subida. La longitud de la ascensión es de 9,3 km, el desnivel acumulado en subida es de 811 m, la pendiente media es el 8,7 % y el coeficiente de dificultad es 198, con lo que esta subida cicloturista está catalogada como del tipo «2a», es decir, puerto de segunda categoría de más dureza.
The Sanctuary of the Virgen del Acebo, also called the Sanctuary of Our Lady of Acebo, is built on the top of a mountain at an altitude of 1174 meters above sea level, which is part of the so-called Sierra del Acebo. This situation gives it excellent views, since the port of Leitariegos is easily visible, a good part of the mountains that form the western massif of the Cantabrian coast and on clear days, to the north, the sea. Administratively it depends on the parish of Linares, where it is located, belonging to the Asturian council of Cangas del Narcea (Spain). Ecclesiastically it depends on the parish of Santa María Magdalena del Acebo and the Arciprestazgo de Cangas del Narcea.
This council of Cangas del Narcea is one of the richest in economic resources, where mining and agriculture stand out. It is the largest in Asturias and the second in Spain. In this area is the Muniellos forest reserve with an area of about 3300 ha and about a million trees where holly predominates together with beech and oak in lesser quantity. It is also a council rich in lineages and nobility, since, after Oviedo, it is the one with "the greatest number of lineages with armory pieces ...; not in vain his noblemen of arms to put and paint reached almost a hundred ».
It is about 12 km from Cangas del Narcea and to access it you have to walk along Avenida del Acebo and pass the towns of Robledo de San Cristóbal, Borracán and Vegalapiedra. At the end of that road is the Sanctuary. Due to its demanding ascent, it has been the end of the cycling stage of the Vuelta a Asturias and the Vuelta a España several times, as well as various cycling tours. The longitudinal profile or altimetry shows the hardness of this rise. The length of the ascent is 9.3 km, the accumulated unevenness on the ascent is 811 m, the average slope is 8.7% and the difficulty coefficient is 198, with which this cyclotourist ascent is classified as of the type «2nd», that is to say, port of second category of more hardness.
Taken at Fort Funston Beach, Daly City, California
The area is covered with a network of trails suitable for hiking or horseback riding. There are two Dutch sand ladders that extend down the dunes to the beach. The beach is known for its magnetic sand and strong currents, discouraging swimming. Fort Funston is a popular dog park and the only park in the GGNRA (Golden Gate National Recreation Area) that allows off-leash dogs. The strong, steady winds make the cliffs overlooking the beach a popular site for hang gliding. The gliding is rated intermediate difficulty (Level III). ( Excerpt from Wikipedia )
"Difficulties are opportunities to better things; they are stepping stones to greater experience."
Author unknown
Wishing you all a good start into the week
A small wild cat found in the woody areas, forests and wetlands and places with dense vegetation. They are - I think - more common than we see them. Wikipedia says they are common across parts of Asia. The animals are quite active during the dusk, dawn and nights and rarely seen during daytime.
These animals are almost twice the size of a domestic cat and always sighted in the wild. They hunt rodents, quails, small ground birds, squirrels, reptiles and maybe smaller raptors as well. I have seen this cat many times, but this time, spent 45 minutes with it. It didn't mind our presence and let us get close, but the light was poor and I had difficulty holding the heavy lens for long at low shutter speed.
Many thanks in advance for your views and kind feedback.
difficulty level: 2
§ fifteen §
To appreciate the West’s opinion of the refugee fleet—or, for that matter, of anything new and unfamiliar—one essential fact must be borne in mind: it really couldn’t give less of a damn.
difficulty level: 1
§ fifteen §
To appreciate the West’s opinion of the refugee fleet—or, for that matter, of anything new and unfamiliar—one essential fact must be borne in mind: it really couldn’t give less of a damn.
The Castle of Sümeg is one of the country's most beautiful, relatively well-preserved medieval fortresses, built on a barren hilltop that stands out from its surroundings.
Large-scale renovation works were completed in the Castle in 2022, the new interactive exhibition opened in the spring of 2023! Come, and see the exhibitions, the programs, travel back in time!
At the begining of the promenade - leading up to the Castle of Sümeg - you can find place to park your vehicle, but also from the Restaurant VÁRCSÁRDA you can find your way -with using a medium difficulty staircase- up to the castle.
I was still sitting upstairs in the hide in mid afternoon and the Kestrel came back for another hunt close by the hide. Nobody else in there but me, as the Bitterns didn't turn up and everyone had left.
After a few moments he spotted a vole and dropped to the ground, though he seemed to have a bit of difficulty stopping the animal which was under the cut reeds. He eventually caught and killed it, dragged it out into more open ground and proceeded to eat it in situ, picking morsels, looking around to make sure nobody was around to disturb him. Eventually he downed the rest whole and flew off! A bit later spotted him in a tree behind the hide for the shots posted previously.
Thanks for viewing and for your faves and comments
Whenever people suffered the difficulty in real life, they either faced the challenge with courage or hided themselves in their secret garden temporarily, made their sophicated thoughts within, and then find way to breakthrough again.
Have you ever own your secret garden ? It could be a real place in the world , or just a mental place at your mind, which made yourself feel safe & help you calm down from the suddently sufferings in real life.
Try to create the secret garden through the overlayering composition, it can be a place mixed with variable emotions, happiness, sorrow, hate, sadness, peaceful etc, not necesarry a subjective garden in vision, maybe just a private corner under the tree, on the meadow, or even the space between the leaves & air.. tell me how you think about your secret garden.
difficulty level: 3
§ fifteen §
The Moon, Biafra, a murderous earthquake, a campaign against pollution, a six-day war, a Bay of Pigs, the death of a Mao—mere Christmas parties one and all, with the great thoughtless void suddenly wreathed in flowers, and tooting its two-penny whistle. For a little while no one is bored, which is something at least.
"Our difficulty is that we have become autistic. We no longer listen to what the Earth, its landscape, its atmospheric phenomena and all its living forms, its mountains and valleys, the rain, the wind, and all the flora and fauna of the planet are telling us."
-Thomas Berry
Gaia waits for us to listen once again to the world that sustains us. Let us hope she does not wait in vain.
As for me, I'm tired of sad news and human deafness. At least for tonight. Perhaps the morning will bring some sense of renewal.
This is a month old creation. Before my art exhibition which was held in the month of July/2019.
Now I have completely stopped doing any painting using oil paper. I have been advised to create a lot of abstract art or keep Indian tradition in mind to do few contemporary arts.
Feels good that an architect has selected nearly 40 of my painting collections and he will give a call back to fix the price. Since he picking it up in bulk, the price will go down. But I’m so excited and happy.
As I know his taste for the type of art he likes, I would love to do few more collections for him. He can pick more than 100 paintings. Hoping for the best. And I have to meet few other art dealers and art gallery people. As it is raining most of the times, I’m making myself busy in splashing colors on big canvas. Planning to use huge canvas in future. Almost 6 x 6 feet.
Though I faced difficulties and hurdles after leaving my job to follow my passion, I am happy that slowly I’m able to make people notice my work. Sometimes I have to spend a lot for colors and canvas. It’s a tricky situation. But I’m happy. Hope I get more experience and start creating vibrant paintings in future.
“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.”
― Pablo Neruda
Spring will be little late this year - Mac Farlane
I was having difficulties when trying to capture this dude. It was flying up and down (like a yo-yo) from a flower at very fast speed. With tall trees above limiting the sunlights, I could only push up the ISO inorder to increase the shutter speed. This is one of the few successful attempts. will show the rest later.
P.S. this bee is quite tiny.
Boston Hollow, Ashford, Connecticut
This warbler was an unsually cooperative individual. If it seems I was quite close here as well as with my earlier images of this Canada Warbler, it is because I was. It certainly makes up for the difficulty I had last year trying to photograph one of these.
nocturnal return to our cottage in Iceland under very difficult conditions of total darkness, roads that were not cleared and a steadily growing blizzard that turned visibility into an abstract feature.
“Divide each difficulty into as many parts as is feasible and necessary to resolve it. “
- René Descartes
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=an4ySOlsUMY
HOW LONG WILL I LOVE YOU by ELLIE GOULDING
I LEAVE OUT ALL DESIRE
As I stand amid the poppies and smell their sweet perfume
I know that I am leaving here to find a land where I belong
I am knee deep dancing in the wind
that blows me who knows where
but one thing that I'm certain of is I'll leave without a care
there is nothing left to keep me here except this field of dreams
but I need to find another world to replace the red with cream
too much vivid colour has drained me of all reason
I need to feel snow underfoot; I need another season
red the colour of my heart; passionate; sincere
but oh so easily broken and drowned with all my tears
a perfect soul; does it really exist; I have no way of knowing
the wind's impatient just like me; I shrug and keep on going
I pack a suitcase with my life and leave out all desire
there's room enough to fill one day if someone lights my fire
my steps are lighter as though I fly above the scarlet land
where once my soul was tethered to a gentle caring man
where is he now I wonder briefly but it's just a fleeting thought
he wasn't always gentle as the time that followed taught
why do we start as one thing and let ourselves be shaped
by life and love and everything that passed by us and scraped
another scar; a pack of lies; broken bones as fragile as a bird's
bleached and leached
by the harshness of someone's scorching words
the sea rises up to claim me;
the salt-laden air cauterises my wounds
but the scars inside me will remain
long after my love for him has been consumed
I close my eyes and dare to dream;
a world with pastel colours; predominantly cream
but maybe with pure white of snow;
of graceful swans and angels wings
somewhere where time has no other meaning
than the soft beating of my heart
rhythmic; gentle like butterflies wings
and the whispered words of Descartes ...
AP – Copyright remains with the author
'copyright image please do not reproduce without permission'
My artwork is a compilation of 4 of my photographs
Cory and Edith Pass Circuit Hike is ranked one of the top 10 adventures around the Banff National Park. It has been on my list for a while but the black diamond sign on the physical difficulty always made me think twice. Achieve a 1,075m elevation gain within the distance of 14.3 km can be challenging to my mental assessment.
Lao Tzu said, “there is no illusion greater than fear.” I thus decided to ‘disillusion’ myself.
It was intense incline for the first 1/3 of the hike, then 2/3 was a serious scramble down through the pass which was fairly steep, and the trail was mainly scree and gravel. There were several parts that required the use of my hands or even my bum to slide down another rocky bit.
Once the incredible views came into my sight, my reality became an illusion of beauty.
difficulty level: 2
§ fifteen §
Real-world drama, served in the comfort of home by that whore called Mass Media, only stirs up the void where Western opinion has long been submerged. Someone drools at a current event, and mistakes his drivel for meaningful thought. Still, let’s not be too quick to spit our scorn its way. Empty drivel indeed, but it shows nonetheless how reading the papers or watching the news can provoke at least the appearance of thinking. Like Pavlov’s dog, whose slobber revealed the mechanics of instinct.