View allAll Photos Tagged false
I rise each day
And its just the same
I see an unending sorrow
Ploughing that same furrow
Call me
Call my name
You keep looking for false dawns
You find it hard to look beyond
I have tried to write this so many times
It didn’t want to be written
Life kept fighting my lines
But while the blood flows
Into my cup unbidden
Even though I can hardly speak
My voice feels like it has been stolen
I know this cup is the only thing that matters
No point trying to cajole or flatter
I always treated that with suspicion
Just keep me on your table
Remember me if you are able
Let this be a new dawn
Where I am no longer a pawn
Dodging things I foresworn
Yet can no longer keep
*****
So many of us wish that life could be different for us and often with good reason. In our so-called modern times there is a harshness that seems to have settled over us.
But now is the time for us to look deeply within, and find what truly matters to us, be that faith, family, loved ones or all of these things. Sometimes our daily lives might be devoid of purpose, or we feel are bowed down with responsibilities, and seeking help is difficult.
But within all this, a light can be found. We need to seek out ways that will uphold us and give us joy. Each of us is different, but letting go of things that cannot be changed is a start. This way, new opportunities can arise, that bring peace of mind.
This image was taken in Ripe Church in East Sussex, UK. I placed this Cup from my collection onto the flagstones set in the floor, and the light streamed through a window and lit up the Cup.
As with all of my images, there is no AI involved. This is just taken by me and my camera, with my chalice cup and the beauty of the light. Why would I need anything more, because the song is in the experience, as they say.
I have paired this work with Hans Zimmer’s “Chevaliers de Sangreal” which was featured in the Da Vinci Code film, which sparked all sorts of controversy and counterclaims…which I have taken with a pinch of salt…which helps to keep demons at bay after all. But the music...the music is divine.
But in the end, the cup for me is a conduit to enable the Holy Spirit to enter, or to surround where I happen to be…but I have always loved this piece of music for the soaring quality it has, the love it encompasses, and that is enough for me.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAL6sGxOWEs
And if you would like to see more of my work, have a look at my website at:
We have some items of furniture made of oak. The cupboards and display cases all have a real keyhole fitted with a false keyhole added to create the balance. This is an example of one of the false keyholes.
I took this shot a little earlier than my last False Creek image posted. This provides a more straight on view of Science World as the main focal point. Again, I was very lucky to get such calm conditions as there is usually a slight breeze that causes the water to ripple, ruining any chance at good reflections.
At 325m high, it takes quite the effort to hike up to the top of Big Daddy. These folks still had another hour of climbing.
DKLT and NSF sticker packs are available at madvscancer.bigcartel.com. Check it out, it's for a good cause.
The Flickr Lounge - Photographer's Choice
Our Daily Challenge - Flowers
This is a small part of a large stand of false sunflowers that originated from a single plant given to us by our friend, Leslie.
Looking across False Bay from Strand about 20 minutes after sunset, towards Table Mountain and Devil's Peak.
I took so many photos of Roundtop. Among the undulating prairies and the scattered badlands, this small hill stood out against the horizon as I drove Road 918.
In the late afternoon, I drove towards it, crawling my steady way to this point.
I knew that I wanted to show the road in the foreground, but finding a bit of Road 918 that actually resembled a road was difficult. Mostly, I was driving through tall grass with two parallel tracks of slightly less tall grass.
Here, however, where the grasses were shorter, where the topsoil was eroded to sand, the road showed itself.
I was also able to squeeze in the two tanks (on the right), which I think hold or held water for grazing cattle.
This was also photographed in black & white and with a few other cameras. By now, you are likely well acquainted with Roundtop. And you are all the better for it.
.
.
.
'False Letters'
Camera: Chamonix 45F-2
Lens: Schneider Xenar 3.5; 150mm
Film: Kodak Vericolor HC; x-12/1991
Exposure: f/3.5; 1/100
Process: DIY ECN-2
Nebraska
July 2025
Hairy False Golden-aster (Heterotheca villosa)! That's quite a long name for these beautiful native wildflowers of the Rocky Mountain Region.
These beauties were seen at the Wheat Ridge Greenbelt, along the Clear Creek, Colorado.
Reflections in False Creek around sunset create a pleasing image. Smokey skies from distant forest fires color the sky a mild warm hue.
With a photobomber! These have emerged just in the last few days, and a little spider has already found them...
“Over the vistas broke a cold gray light,
such as seen in those false dawns
that are neither night nor true morning,
when the world and all its contents seem but shapes of mist, formed in vain hope and desire...
If you awake from troubled sleep at such a time,
you can only sit by the window
and think of those that have been lost to you,
― K.W. Jeter, Morlock Night
Own image 4989