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- I am but a speck of dust in this vast universe. -

 

" Dry and dusty

I am a capsule of energy

You speak softly

We are capsules of energy

"

 

- FEVER RAY -

www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3PPOuuep7Q

A Pale Swallowtail has been very busy as she is dusted with pollen. The Butterfly landed for a few shots and started sipping nectar from our Red Hot Sally Salvia flowers :) She is a bit tattered but still beautiful!

The sun was unusual that day, most likely a natural filter was created as a result of the suspension of dust from the Sahara. The clear but dull sun was visible without any glare, which allowed me to do a handheld shot at 300mm MFT using an x2 electronic teleconverter (FF 1200mm). The whole thing took a few minutes, a quick decision, I opened the balcony door, stabilized my position and here's the effect. Even sunspots are visible under magnification.

Children joyful dancing in the sun

With a blissful ignorance of what's to come

When the guardsmen start to struggle

And the barriers give way

We're broken and we wither in the fray

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are dust

Crumbling by the moment

We try to push away the ending

And black roses fall the same

Running off afraid of what's to come

When you're facing down the barrel of the lawman's gun

But the saints have learned the secret

And the rebels know the same

We're killing just to bury our remains

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are dust

Crumbling by the moment

We try to push away the ending

And black roses fall the same

Preludes of every stanza

End on repeating notes

A tale of woe and sadness

Chоrus of silent throats

We try and keep a memory

Transcribing every line

But when they turn to ashes

We perish slaves to time

Burned out on borrowed moments

Used up like cigarettes

We feel our time expiring

But it's not over yet

Each finds a meager purpose

Though our cold grave awaits

We face the morbid beauty

Of our collective fate

We are flawed

Chained to the laws of nature

I guess we'll have to teach each other

To leave legends to our names

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are dust

Crumbling by the moment

We try to push away the ending

And black roses fall the same

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are dust

Crumbling by the moment

We try to push away the ending

And black roses fall the same

Tune-Listen

The local basket, broom and feather duster salesman makes a call to our neighborhood.

A Blueberry Crop dusted by winter snow

Theoretically speaking, you could refer to this as an aerial

application - Just not from a plane :-)

 

Dormant blueberry bushes turn a beautiful shade of red throughout the winter

  

Leading lines to the British Columbia Coastal Mountains

Canada

 

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"A man with power who does not use it to protect Mother Earth and her inhabitants, is a man who has no power at all...for we are but dust and to dust we shall return. Our responsibility while treading the mother's beautiful path is to stand for all creation."

 

My grandfather

 

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Thank you Lawrence for inviting me to participate

In Explore ⭐️

 

Robert Frost

 

In Stacksteads

Lancashire

 

A dust of snow

 

By ROBERT FROST

 

The way a crow

Shook down on me

The dust of snow

From a hemlock tree

 

Has given my heart

A change of mood

And saved some part

Of a day I had rued.

8th of 10 new pictures from my Virtual Vintage show which is part of The Edge's Art Gallery Afflatus Exhibit - running now till October, 21st.

 

Afflatus is an exhibit by 9 artists at The Edge Art gallery. Each artist is showing a collection of new pieces created just for this exhbit. I am honored to be part of such a collection of great artists. Please check it out :)

 

The Edge Art Gallery

 

Photo Taken @ Mother Road

 

"If you truly love Nature, you will find beauty everywhere."

- Vincent Van Gogh

After her early morning foray to see and take photos of the Brown hyena, Ruby returned to camp for breakfast. While she did this a strong wind sprang up and with it came the dust. In no time at all, dust was on and in everything.

 

We ventured out into the rising dust storm to look for wildlife, but any self respecting animal had taken shelter in some place out of the wind. This photo is an example of what we saw. After a while Ruby said we should return to camp and wait for the storm to pass. All the guests were in the camp; it was not a day to be outside.

Who you going to call....Dust Buster!!! Feathers to dust for a Smile on Saturday Feathers day.

And a belated Happy World Cat Day to you all. :)

Bastian (mixed breed), 04.08.2021.

 

Olympus OMD EM5 Digital Camera

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Sunset with some sahara dust...

Taken somewhere on the road from Marrakech to the Atlas mountains in Morocco. I had my camera prepared in the car sitting right next to me with a 28-300mm lens to be ready should an interesting scene appear somewhere along the road. And it did. Saw this group of workers appearing at a considerable distance inmidst the dusty conditions of the country-side. Slowed down, pulled over to the roadside, lowered the window and took a series of 3-4 photographs, of which this one turned out best.

Ears back, head down, eyes focused, feet up, turbos charged and ready to launch!

 

SD Ardri feeling his oats at the photo shoot

It had snowed last Thursday and Friday without any wind. One of my favorite places to go in such conditions is the Garden of the Gods, a magnificent city park located not far from where we live. The rock formations with their sandstone red colors and the trees take on a magical appearance with a winter's blanket of snow and the right light. The clouds kept on into Saturday but broke nicely that afternoon. The snow had melted a bit, but still covered portions of the rock and trees. This shot was looking from the west into the Central Garden. I was hoping for a nice sunset but the clouds moved back in and, alas, there was no light show that evening. Oh well, next time!

 

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Mérida, México at dusk.

 

"We found you hiding, we found you lying

Choking on the dirt and sand

Your former glories and all the stories

Dragged and washed with eager hands

 

But, whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend

Whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend

Your city lies in dust..."

 

Garbage: youtu.be/vgAujpyDyTM

Metra Union Pacific West Line Train 38, bound for Chicago, kicks up the dust as it sails past an idling freight train at Mile Post 25.50 of the UPRR Geneva Subdivision in wintry Wheaton.

 

Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 400, f/8.0, 300mm, 1/2000s

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{anc} line curtain M (sheer black)

 

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*katat0nik* (BlackSilver / GIANNI) Belt Collar

 

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Dust from the Sahara traveled all the way to Ohio and provided us with lovely, glowing sunsets. How cool is this Earth?!

"They expected me to find somewhere, some perspective, but I sat and stared..."

What a dust battle with this shot, and believe me this was the best I could get with static clean and air blowing as this snapped. I guess the winter static has crept in.

9 image pano Fire Lake Reservoir. Good to see the water filling up!

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{anc} jewelry dust {strawberry} float 1Li

{anc} jewelry dust {pineapple}floor long 1Li

 

Pose:Bisou(asleep)

 

Pinkの夏、Blushで出品されたjewelry dustがアキさんの新しい作品。

大粒の宝石が8シェイプ入っています。

ライン上に並べられたものや、床にこぼれた宝石たち。

クルクルと回る宝石は楽しい気持ちにさせてくれます。

女性の部屋のベットに置いてあっても、砂浜やプールに飾られてても合うなぁと。

大粒の宝石の集合体はあまり見たことがないし、色は多彩な32色展開。

渋めの色でまとめられた色達は、大人が似合う色合いでした。

SSは黒い部屋なので、明るめの色をチョイス。

パインアップル色が美味そうで。

  

Blush

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"Water was running, children were running

You were running out of time

Under the mountain, a golden fountain

Were you praying at the Lares' shrine?

But oh, your city lies in dust, my friend

But oh, your city lies in dust, my friend..."

 

Siouxsie and the Banshees: youtu.be/wsOHvP1XnRg

Driving through the country near Winslow, Arizona

Such a fine sight to see

I saw a whirl, my Lord, from my beat up Ford

And here it is for all to see.

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