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Walking around the Dubai Frame - presents views of old Dubai in the north and new Dubai in the south.
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Crazy Tuesday theme: A frame full of flowers!
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3 of 3. The last in this little series of a space I have found tranquil and enjoyable to be in over the past 20 years or so. Usually I like to take photographs looking out to the mature trees and riverside beyond, but this time I wanted to focus on the lines and whitewashed light within the Portland stone structure.
As you walk along the dyke trail at the Cowichan Bay estuary, across the channel is an old dyke that once protected a farm field. The field is reverting, and now fills with water at high tides, and the dyke has grown over with broom, willows and other bushes. Here and there gaps in the bushes let you catch glimpses of the field beyond, and in a few spots you can see old fence posts that once ringed the field. It was a real treat to find this Short-eared Owl sitting on one of these fenceposts enjoying the warm morning sunshine. The light was beautiful, the owl was perfectly framed by the broom bushes, and when it swung its head backwards and gave me a glance I knew I had my shot.
There was a huge storm here yesterday. The city was flooded heavily in many spots. I was fortunate to see the storm safe from my apartment but in the same time, it must be cool to observe it from some nice place.
From a walk on a somewhat rainy day in the area known as Aarhus Ø in Aarhus, Denmark - June 16, 2018.
ꒌ НАЛИЧЈЕ ПОСТ-ИНДУСТРИЈСКОГ друштва —Тачан моменат заласка сунца (које је заклоњено зградом са леве стране овог кадра), мразно ветровито вече пред Божић Јелинима и Сиријцима.
► █░▓ CHRISTMAS EVE day-to-night border line. The very moment of astronomical sunset. The Sun was blocked by the nearby shipyard. It was the first clear sunset this winter here (after December solstice launch last Sunday afternoon). It took place at 231°, which is the southernmost place on the horizon in the whole year's season cycle. Just to the left beyond this frame.
This is a strange capture, a compound of extremely busy lower half and the negative space in the upper half. A mayhem. This might work better in total monochrome. There is too much to name everything. Lower left the shipyard offices. To the right behind the trees a narrow strip of Avelingen, the Boven Merwede right riverbank. Behind the river: De Werken shipyards. Further behind: De Biesbosch. In the background De Dordtse Biesbosch.
► The symbolism of this borderline industrial landscape may be obvious. The conclusion of Advent, the Christmas Eve is telling you: look at the world on the ground! It's one big mess, or made mess, skyline pollution, waterline pollution, wiring, heavy machinery dissecting the Earth, a conundrum of human attempts to reach happiness through pandemonium of tumultuous undertakings and enterprises. Most of which are destructive, or at best ludicrous. But not far from it — just a little higher — there is peace and calm, invariable space of original perfection, the gentle clear skies, the vestibule of Heaven. How many of us turn our eyes away from the ground and up into the free areas above?
Lumix G9 / Leica 100-400mm f4.0-6.3 fully zoomed in (800 mm the full-frame equivalent). Underexposed ⅓ of a stop. Handheld with support. Aperture priority f/9 resulting in 1/80 of a sec for ISO fixed at 200. AWB, sooc jpeg edited in Photos 10.0. Uncompressed, slightly cropped from 4:3 format, + Flickr B&W/'Sepia' filter (~30%). It was unattainable to get rid of the excessive orange sky colour without deteriorating the rest.
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Tourists take photos out of the window of the train leading up to Christ the Redeemer in Rio de Janeiro.
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you comes into my frame
without advance notice
without my expectation
without knowledge of me
you just come
and just go
nothing seems changed
but you left a image of red
the view from the Mola Castellana, a peak in the Els Ports. we went mushroom picking, but I could not resist taking a pic of this view from the edge of the cliffs down to the Ebro valley and Caramella canyon. The cliff drop down hundreds of feet-this is as close as I dared to apporach.
The Els Ports are a Karst range near Tortosa.
This shot was taken for the 5FIA Monthly Challenge Theme - You've Been Framed
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I thought about You my dear flickr friends and went swimming with my camera yesterday... (((; only got the strap wet though while framing Mount Garcia (across the Lake) from from the inside of the pool at the Racket Club in San Juan Cosala.
I had the whole pool for myself again, but TOMORROW... Semana Santa (Easter Week) is starting here, and this place... and the whole Riviera of Lago de Chapala will be humming with crowds visiting from the big city of Guadalajara!!! - And Ajijic, the colorful village where I live, will have it's famous Passion Play on Good Friday in the Atrium of the church.
You might have seen my favorite mounain, Mount Garcia in many of my shots taken from an angle 8 km east from here, where i live.
هذه عيني........................
وأنتم من بداخلها ()
تأطير إنعكاس زهرة ..
دمتم ..
:)
Model: Nikon 90D
Shutter Speed: 1/40 second
Aperture: F/9
Focal Length:105 mm
ISO Speed: 200
Conosci l'odore di strade deserte
che portano a vecchie scoperte,
a nafta, telai, ciminiere corrose
a periferie misteriose,
a rotaie implacabili per nessun dove,
a letti, a brandine, ad alcove?
Lo sai che colore han le nuvole basse,
e i sedili di un ex terza classe,
l'angoscia che dà una pianura infinita?
Hai voglia di me e della vita,
di un giorno qualunque, di una sponda brulla?
Lo sai che non siamo più nulla?
Non siamo una strada né malinconia,
un treno o una periferia,
non siamo scoperta né sponda fiorita,
non siamo né un giorno né vita.
Francesco Guccini