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Echoes of stillness softly sing,

in icy gardens, winter’s wing,

a heron’s call, pure and clear,

whispers peace for all who hear.

In this calm, so deep, so vast,

lie moments of serenity cast.

 

Remember, in the depths of quiet moments, true strength and clarity reside. Embrace the tranquility, and carry it forward—peace is always within reach, waiting to be heard. ❤️

 

~ Moon Magic

 

Young Mr Black building his nest!

Cherry blossom.

New York Botanical Garden, Bronx, New York.

Inspiration courtesy of Meddle: Pink Floyd.

@ Subculture in SL

Optical echoes. We don't hear everything.

Along the highway we stopped so I could work on this photo. An old abandoned house or farm is just too much to pass up on for many photographers. The ripples in the water contributed to the idea of an echo, in place of a smooth reflection.

View as seen from Echo point. its an awesome view.

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Thanks Sanket for the camera Dude

Vague echo maybe. King-sized tins of toms.

Ficaires, Haute-Garonne, France.

my friend Claudia made this photo, I really like the mood and the colours

© Leanne Boulton, All Rights Reserved

 

The Old Man of Storr, on the Isle of Skye, Scotland, is so abundantly photographed that it may seem impossible to find new angles or views to capture. A short hike from my camp site provided this beautiful early evening shot.

 

The ancient hill fort wall of Dun Gerashader echoing the distant prominent spike of The Old Man himself. I'm no landscape photographer, otherwise I would have been better prepared for this shot, but my 200mm telephoto and monopod was sufficient for a single shot image.

 

Cropped and re-edited with some light colour grading and a reminder to myself of a wonderful but brief holiday on The Isle of Skye just last year. Enjoy!

Echo Lake park reflections

Another Black and White image, leftover from the Fall project. Once I tinted this with a greenish sepia and looked at the long shadows I thought of the work of Surrealist, Giorgio de Chico. His classic Surrealist paintings always had green skies with light coming in from low on the horizon, casting very long shadows. So I thought of this as an "echo" of his work.

 

www.google.ca/search?q=images+giorgio+de+chirico&clie...

 

Black and White Pano-Sabotage in the service of Surrealism.

 

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© Richard S Warner ( Visionheart ) - 2017. All Rights Reserved. This image is not for use in any form without explicit, express, written permission.

 

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We are all so much together,

But we are all dying of loneliness

 

A.Schweitzer

Echo Cliff reflecting off of Mission Creek a little outside of Dover Ks.

Barley fields on the North Cornwall coast between Godrevy and Portreath.

 

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© Giova Tibaldi Photography

   

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or perhaps « what wants to ascend from silence, »

as John O’Donohue wrote.

About fusion and dissolution

Sunset in a puddle, Sheffield (England).

Reflections along Bull Creek in Austin, Texas. Note the color in the Tallow Tree as the cooler weather starts to color the leaves. 20161124BullCreekDxLr6v3

An old place I stumbled upon long ago in San Luis Valley in Colorado, USA. I always wonder, like many I'm sure, just who lived there, how long, and what were their lives like? I am sure the answer would be that they were a lot like you and I, and completely unique at the same time.

 

Thanks for stopping by!

New York, Manhattan

Oculus

When planning my recent trip to Utah, I found myself with a free Sunday, so I figured I'd shoot the former Rio Grande or the Union Pacific main line. Having done well on Soldier Summit before (and by "well" I mean I have seen trains, which is pretty astounding considering the lack of traffic there now), I opted to do the Union Pacific main line through Echo Canyon. "It's the UP main line!" I thought, "they're always running trains!" Well, they are, unless UP blows a train up near Rock Springs the day before. Despite the main line being almost shutdown due to the derailment, I still got one train: an eastbound at Echo Canyon. No complaints from me about this being the one train of the day.

A watch bearing the patina of years, the yellowed pages of a forgotten book, and intricately woven lace—fragments of a past that still breathes through delicate details. Each object tells a story, an echo of bygone times when life moved at a slower pace and things were made to last. This composition captures the essence of nostalgia and the quiet charm of a vanished era.

"Rome is the city of echoes, the city of illusions,

and the city of yearning."

 

- Giotto di Bondone

 

HAPPY SLIDERS SUNDAY!

♥

New York Botanical Garden, Bronx, New York.

Echoes behind glass,

whispered words unlock windows —

past and now converse

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