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Not expecting much input re this image however when trawling through some old files I re-found this. I liked it at the time as it's such a magical part of the world.
In our earth-lab, a life form has existed randomly, thanks to the reaction of atoms of the ingredients which were already there, in the lab, for the creation of this life form. It has started to develop and expand on the earth, randomly. Later, after billions of years, it got conscious, randomly , but not all life forms have headed to the same direction. The evolution occurred according "the tree of life”.
Speculation:
Big bang has sealed the fate of our future by creating the atom based universe, like all the necessary ingredients were put in a beaker, in a chemical lab, to become the expected ( not randomly) chemical solution.
A life form is the expected result, depending of the time, of the existence and reaction of ingredients in a beaker.
Just a tune that plays over my head now specially in this tough situation i am dealing in real soooo>>>
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Long time no see
The hot Summer days drained my creative capabilities and the motivation to spend time on Flickr.
But Autumn did awake my spirts again, so expect more from me in the next days, weeks and months.
At the Castillo de San Marcos in St. Augustine, FL.
When the British attacked St. Augustine in summer 1740, they expected a quick and easy victory. They underestimated the strength of the Castillo de San Marcos and the courage of its Spanish defenders. After besieging the town for 38 days the British gave up and returned to Georgia.
These two are always going at it (rough housing) ....teeth bared and hooves flying. It took me by total surprise to turn around and see this for a change: )
DRD - "Pizzeria" A new release and one I certainly wasn't expecting but BAM here it is. Available now only at the Food Court event thru June 21st.
All the amazing and lighter toned textures are spot on. Seating in back, rooftop, access doors a plenty and of course fun animations. I dare say I could happily live in this pizzeria and have all the comforts of home but smell like pepperoni.
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Working atm on the June 2020 exhibition @ Nitroglobus
More info will follow soon.
Do make a note in your agenda: Monday 8 June, 12 pm SLT (= 21 hrs GMT+1) it's party time!
Seem to have had at the camera set to jpeg mode (and not at highest resolution) so unfortunately no raw data for editing,. I had shot at a 16:9 also to aid visualisation expecting to have the full frame available in Lightroom to edit if required, Anyhow didnt expect to have made the "school boy error" but at least I captured a memory and had a good if wild day at the coast.Slightly painterly edit.
Hay que distinguir la diferencia entre querer y amar.
El concepto querer lleva implícita la idea de posesión. Te quiero para algo, para que estés conmigo, para que me acompañes, para que compartas alguna actividad, etc.
A fin de cuentas, los seres queridos son seres de los que se espera algunos comportamientos que nos causen satisfacción.
Querer es, generalmente, causa de sufrimiento. Si quiero a alguien, tengo expectativas, espero algo. Si la otra persona no me da lo que espero, sufro. El problema es que hay una mayor probabilidad que la otra persona tenga otras motivaciones, pues todos somos muy diferentes entre sí.
Cada ser humano es un universo.
Amar es desear lo mejor para el otro, aún cuando éste tenga otras motivaciones muy distintas. Amar es permitir que seas feliz, aún cuando tu camino sea diferente al mío. Es un sentimiento altruista y desinteresado. Por esto, el amor nunca será causa de sufrimiento.
Cuando una persona dice que ha sufrido por amor, en realidad ha sufrido por querer, no por amar. Se sufre por apegos. Si realmente se ama, no puede sufrir, pues nada ha esperado del otro. Cuando amamos nos entregamos sin pedir nada a cambio, se da por el simple y puro placer de dar.
Amar produce un gozo profundo. Es la alegría de dar. La única manera de darse cuenta de esto es empezar a aprender a amar. Se puede comenzar por actos pequeños, con las personas a quienes más queremos. Luego, debe extenderse a todas las personas, en todo momento.
“Es difícil encontrar que alguien me ame. Es más fácil encontrar que alguien me quiera para algo, mientras sea necesario y útil para alguien. Pero son pocas las personas que dan amor altruista y desinteresado.”
Pero si bien es difícil encontrar a alguien que me ame, tenemos más de seis mil millones de personas, en todo el mundo, que necesitan amor. Y la mayor felicidad no está en ser amado, sino en la acción de amar al otro.
De modo que nuestra felicidad y gozo está asegurado si dejamos nuestro egoísmo. Seguro que a nuestro alrededor hay cientos de personas que serán felices cuando compartamos con ella nuestro amor. Y no hay problema al darlo: dar amor no agota el amor, por el contrario, lo aumenta.
Those who know the way I play golf would expect a round with me to be colourful. My attitude is all or nothing which almost always results in a rather poor score. Occasionally it can also result in the use of some colourful language as well.
Thankfully the nature of my play during todays round of golf wasn't the only colourful aspect of the game. There were superb displays of fly agaric mushrooms to be found throughout the course. This particular one must have been nine inches in diameter.
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This shot was taken looking upstream on the other side of the bridge.
Looks like winter is coming fast. Yesterday we had weather in the 60s and tomorrow night we are expecting snow. It's going to get cold out! I hope everyone has a great rest of your week.
I blame people like us. We take pictures of pretty things in pretty places and share them with the world after all, so what do we expect? Post them here on the pages of Flickr and the chances are that only photographers will see them. But then again so many of us also post our photos on sites where a lot more people see them - pretty people who grin into their phones and post the images to far more followers than many of us are ever likely to have. Guilty Milord.
Well that's what I was thinking to myself yesterday as I searched for the quieter spaces amongst the hordes. It was a bit of a surprise to find so many people here on a Monday, but what we hadn't bargained for was the fact that it was a Baker Day, an occasional school closure day devised by an Education Secretary of yesteryear who wanted to invent something to endorse his passage into the House of Lords with a knighthood before leaving office. They all like to do things like that don't they? Suffice to say, there were far more people wandering around the handful of increasingly famous poppy fields than expected, most of them respectful, but with a noticeable minority strolling in among the flowers as if they somehow thought their footsteps wouldn't cause any damage to this fragile beauty spot. In fact one of you had recently asked me whether it was worth visiting the poppies this year, and a few messages were exchanged on the subject as I held my head in my hands at the sight of the family who took turns to lie down in an already flattened bed just a handful of yards in front of the composition I was busily lining up. And I'll bet their Instagram post gets a load more likes than mine does too. If I were half a head taller and rather more menacing in nature I might have had words, but of course I'm British and I don't like to make a scene. How often I've watched Arnold or Clint in a movie just looking at the bad guys in a certain way, artfully persuading them to move on with nothing more than the raising of a single eyebrow unless they wanted to be turned into toast. "I need your clothes, your boots, and your motorcycle." I wish I could do that sometimes. Most of the time in fact.
Relieved that the world had finally gone back to work, we'd arrived here in the van for the day after a fun packed "platty joobs" (I think I've spelt that correctly) weekend, at times checking in to see how Her Majesty was holding up amid all the excitement. At other moments over the long weekend we wandered across the road, making use of our locals' free entry wristbands to the ever growing music festival that drowns all other sounds from the air around here for three days at this time each year. Of course neither Ali nor I are keen on crowds, but it didn't stop us from making our way to the front row to see what a sixty year old pop star with a penchant for profanities who's spent much of his life shovelling illegal substances into his bloodstream looks like. A fun gig, but although she may be ninety-six, the Queen looks a lot better than Shaun Ryder, bless him. No wonder Black Grape have only made three albums in twenty-nine years.
This year's poppy show also seemed to have expanded, with more fields than ever seemingly painted red, planted by the National Trust who own this patch of land. Maybe it needed to be so in order to accommodate the number of people who seemed intent on visiting. Maybe I'm just used to arriving later in the day when most of them have headed to the Bowgie for their supper. But I'd decided I was going to go low to the ground and concentrate on greens, yellows and of course reds, rather than blues, making the sky all but an irrelevance. I've shot that classic view more than once before, and so have many others, so this time I preferred to concentrate on the small details right in front of me. Not for the first time I used the long lens that seems to work so well here, and I'm still wondering whether the 100-400 might have been an even better option. I had the crop camera with the art lens in the bag too, but that's where it stayed.
What did surprise me when I saved my raw files into my online drive was the fact that it was my first visit here since 2018. And there was I thinking I came here every year. So it seems that I may not be responsible for the arrival of the masses after all. It must be you then. Although I've just done it myself again haven't I?
Traveling to Yosemite valley during the winter is a must see in a lifetime event, and I hadn't done it yet. I was watching the weather forecasts, and saw that a storm was coming in for the Christmas break, as luck would have it, I had decided to stay local in San Francisco this year, and the obvious choice of where to spend the holiday was based on the storm. The only question I had was how heavy it would be... I was expecting at least a foot based on forecasts, and as I was driving late into the night, I was a bit worried. Needless to say when I got to the pass on 120 there was a good amount of snow, but thankfully the snow plows had been running all day, and it was packed pretty well. The real danger isn't snow, it's ice, so this was pretty straight forward driving.
Coming into the valley into a snow storm at night by yourself can be somewhat unnerving, even for an experienced outdoorsman like myself. That being said I made a mistake not just shooting straight up to Tunnel view. Unbelievably, the storm cleared in the matter of an hour or two during the night. When I went up at 5 am it was nearly clear skies for astro, and I realized quickly that the tunnel floods the valley with an orange light, so night shots from Tunnel View are nearly impossible. I may post these shots regardless, as in a way, they are kind of cool and serene, even with the light pollution. But the real gem this weekend was during Christmas day and inspired by a post I saw by @rayophotography13 - I mean who doesn't know the famous sentinel bridge but something about that spot with a snow covering is just magical. So I took a wide view late in the day during the golden hour, and came out with what you see here.
EXGIF: B&W 10 stop, Polarizer, Nikon d810, 24mmf1.4 at F9, iso100, 30"
What? You were expecting a more poetic title?
Manitoba, Canada
I wrote a blog post about this trip in February/March 2022. If you'd like to see some behinds the scene shots, video and read some stories about how I shot these images, take a look.
I love photographing on the Canadian Prairies and I've been travelling there to do so since 2013. If you'd like to see my other Prairie images, feel free to take a look at the album.
don't expect me to help you up again
whoo, the second image in mine and Korinne's 5-part collab! each week, we take a picture based on one of each other's old concepts. this is inspired by this image of Korinne's.
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today was really hard. i have so much schoolwork hanging over my head it's overwhelming. wasting 2 hours editing a picture always helps haha.
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Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Colour re-edit of a shot captured in January 2017.
I have myself a Caro Emerald 'Tangled Up' earworm now, but hope that you like this colour edit and that you all had an awesome weekend. Take care my Flickr friends.
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Right after sunrise I noticed the sun shining on my neighbor's fence. I went over to the driveway squatted down and started composing. Into my groove I didn't hear the son come out the front door and he didn't see me until he rounded his truck and we freaked each other out. Really, I should have expected him to show up - way to start the morning freaking out more neighbors.
I first saw this one a couple of years ago. Many barns in this condition can endure far longer than one might expect. It would not surprise me if this is still standing 5 years hence.
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Sometimes these cute, flightless birds look like they very much would want to fly. Not sure they would be so cute if they could fly though. Their waddle and clumsy demeanor would be lost if they could just solve so many of their problems by flying.
They're always entertaining. When they're alone, and somewhere you might not expect them to be, it's curious. When they're traveling with 2 or 3 fellow waddlers, it can be quite a treat to watch. When they're in a larger pack and you see them jump into the ocean one after another, again - a certain form of delight. Porpoising through the water? The fun never ends.
Blogged: www.aisleseatplease.com/blog/2016/5/31/a-bird-on-a-berg
I took this earlier in the week during an early morning walk. Really wasn't expecting to see a Wood Duck perched in a tree.
Usually I am accustomed to seeing them on water. They are not that small, just slightly smaller than a Mallard. I imagined its nest must be nearby in a abandoned tree hollow.
I'm never quite sure what to expect these days as I hop on my bicycle for an evening ride. Riding gives me a much greater appreciation of the space in which I live. Makes me recall having the same feelings in my younger teens as I traversed the streets of my town by bike. I got to know every detail on every street. It's a much more intimate knowledge than you can ever develop driving in a car. Riding the bike, I slow down or stop wherever and whenever I please. I get to know the houses and yards that I pass, and the people I see out walking. It's all quite enriching. And if it stopped there, I would be fully content. But it does not stop there. At any moment, the familiarity of my surroundings can get upended by some jaw-dropping scene or situation. And it's almost always something that I would have been blissfully unaware of had I remained at home. This has become one of my photographer's mantras over the years. I've simply never taken a memorable photo from my easy chair.
The bike ride last evening is a case in point. Routine at first, but as I neared the local cemetery, this incredible sky came into view. For the umpteenth time this summer, I was faced with a scene that seemed completely implausible. One of those moments when I can't completely believe what I am seeing. I rode out into an open area, dismounted, and simply stood and gawked at the sky. Sunsets like this are dependent on the clouds to reflect sunlight even after the sun is below the horizon. It's a highly dynamic process as the clouds move as the sun dips ever lower. The colors actually deepen as the sky darkens. There is always a key moment when everything is in perfect balance. Last evening, this was that moment.
a pair of chickadees have become very busy in our backyard birdhouse. must be spring!
(large + on black)