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Это храм в селе Парское Ивановской области. У этого села довольно богатая история, даже есть легенды о происхождении названия. Тут нет огромных просторов и захватывающих видов, тут простота русской глубинки и запах скошенной травы, жужжание насекомых и редкое мычание коровок.
Сюда мы доехали в приподнятом настроении. Светило солнце, была небольшая облачность, в целом мы готовились фотографировать шедевры. До заката было еще далеко и мы пошли гулять вдоль речки, в надежде заснять храм с отражением. Но увы, уровень воды был еще слишком высокий, да и берег сильно зарос ивняком. Кто уставал хлюпать сапогами по болоту, возвращался на твердую землю и искал удачи с композицией там. Вскоре начало моросить. С каждой каплей дождя наши надежды на шедевр растворялись, но надежда еще была, тонкая полоска неба на горизонте была чистой. Иногда, чтобы поймать красивый свет, есть только несколько минут. Мы обсуждали планы на завтра, когда выглянуло солнце и окрасило все в розовые оттенки угасающего дня. Дальше все было как в тумане…
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This is a temple in the village of Parskoe, Ivanovo region. This village has a rather rich history, there are even legends about the origin of the name. There are no vast expanses and breathtaking views, here is the simplicity of the Russian hinterland and the smell of mowed grass, the buzzing of insects and the rare lowing of cows.
We arrived here in high spirits. The sun was shining, there was a little cloudiness, in general, we were preparing to photograph masterpieces. It was still far from sunset and we went for a walk along the river, hoping to photograph the temple with a reflection. But alas, the water level was still too high, and the coast was heavily overgrown with willows. Those who got tired of squishing with their boots in the swamp returned to solid ground and looked for luck with the composition there. Soon it started to drizzle. With every drop of rain, our hopes for a masterpiece were dissolved, but there was still hope, a thin strip of sky on the horizon was clear. Sometimes it only takes a few minutes to catch beautiful light. We were discussing plans for tomorrow when the sun came out and painted everything in the pink hues of a fading day. Then everything was like a blur...
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With the Lockdown limiting the distance I can travel from my home I've been revisiting the archive. I've always liked this shot, but have never before been happy with my presentation of it. The original was more central and the shelf that the vase stood on was visible As well as the cropping I have use a graduation to black and white, a first for me, and I'm very happy with the result.
Taken at St Mary's, Barney, Norfolk, England.
With the SD60F's all but done, taking time to get any barn has become a priority as they are hard to get. CN A451 rolls west through Lansing with one of the BCOL variety. For being almost 25 years old, they still look pretty good.
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“One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.”
Henry David Thoreau
"Man sollte sich ein kleines Stückchen Sommer aufbewahren, gerade im tiefsten Winter!"
The light of the day begins to fade away after the sun has set over Torbay and what light is left makes the rocks glow.
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"Life it seems to fade away, drifting further everyday... Getting lost within myself, nothing matters no one else..." #fadetoblack 🎸
This is near Lauderdale, Ms. and the Alabama state line. I really like the back door on this old store. Its a nice one. I checked, and Sprite was launched nationally in 1961. I don't know if this mural is that old, but just saying that it could be, maybe.
It's better to burn out than to fade away
Neil Young
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De Haan, 2015
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Simple LED lights behind with natural light to the front.
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The only bloom so far this year on the magnolia grandiflora against our house. A transient beauty, here today and gone tomorrow but so very beautiful while it lasts and superb scent when fresh. This faded view of the one day old bloom spoke to me of reminiscence and a purpose fulfilled, still showing character and that attractiveness of decay.