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Today I decided it was time to do a winter version of my land. It will be called Gates of Memories. This is just a tiny little corner of it and once its finished you are very welcome to visit.
Jaspyr Lyric, walking the gate to my property...June, 2017...and keeping out the marauding hordes!
Missing my furry babies. He'll be missing me too...I'll be home soon!
(Posted from Ontario, Canada)
SW Scotland
Managed to get this shot of the iconic gate when there was almost no one around. It pays to get up early!!!
/ Twilight in mist viewed from Crissy Field, San Francisco
Thanks a lot for your visit and seeing!
．I’ll out of town for two weeks, hoping see you as soon as possible.
．我將外出兩個星期，希望可以儘快回來。謝謝你的造訪！
Yesterday evening at the Golden Gate. The fog had just started to ease up.
The finger of fog running along the headlands above is floating on top of what is termed a marine layer. The air directly above the water is cooled by the water and becomes denser than the warm air above it and so becomes trapped, and the fog then sits on this denser layer of air. As the air above cools (setting sun), the dense air escapes and the fog dissipates. This is what is happening in the picture, about 10 minutes before the entire bridge was shrouded in fog, but as the air cooled, it was rapidly disappearing with just this finger remaining.
Yes, the gate is not square but fills the gap well. Wooden five bar gates embodies part of the character of the dales
Danby Dale in the North Yorkshire Moor National Park is one of a series of valleys that flow north into the Esk, creating a pattern of valleys and ridges that give the area its distinctive character.
Rather unusually the village of Danby sits a little bit away from the dale. Danby Beck runs into the Esk on the eastern side of Castleton. Danby village is a mile to the east, and on the opposite side of the Esk, while Danby Castle is further east, nearer to Little Fryup Dale than Danby Dale.
The lock gate leading to the Ellesmere Port canal basin. (returning to posting after a month's absence through illness). Hasselblad X2D.
A gate is a point of entry to a space enclosed by walls, or an opening in a fence. Gates may prevent or control entry or exit, or they may be merely decorative. Other terms for gate include yett and port.
Larger gates can be used for a whole building, such as a castle or fortified town, or the actual doors that block entry through the gatehouse. Today many gate doors are opened by an automated gate operator
Camera: Canon EOS 50D
Aperture: f/13
Focal Length: 24 mm
ISO Speed: 100
I name this scene with the same name as Rodin's great artwork, not only because its shape but also the whole atmosphere, when everything is frozen, the waterfall drains the whole world inside, as the gates of hell.
Sunset rays glinting on the decorative tops of the vertical bars of an old gate. Spotted in my local suburb.
On the stone slabs of the panels in the Menin Gate, on the walls of the stairs and under the galleries, about 55 000 names of missing and unidentified persons from WOI....
See me on : 500px : Inge David
Une autre vue du Golden gate de San Francisco. La brume habituelle sur une partie du pont.
Another view of the Golden Gate in San Francisco. The usual fog covering part of the bridge.
From 1961 to 1989 the Brandenburg Gate came to symbolize divided Germany, as the Berlin Wall shut off access to the gate for both East and West Germans. It served as the backdrop for U.S. Pres. Ronald Reagan's famous 1987 speech in which he entreated the Soviet leader, “Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall.”
Moraine Lake, Alberta Canada. We woke up at 3:30am and headed towards the lake for a 5:35am sunrise. When we reached the lake the parking lot was already full by 3am they said. I drove up a little bit to photograph Lake Louise as a consolation that morning and when we were headed back towards Banff we noticed they had opened the gates for four cars to pass through. We were one of them. There are about 120 parking spots at this lake and they fill up quickly. It's the hardest "lottery" to get in without a bus reservation of some sorts and those don't let you for sunrise. It was 6:51am when I shot this photograph. While I didn't get the early morning blue hour, I was quite happy to come away with this shot for myself.
I raced up the rock pile to get this view. I don't mind sharing that I was huffing and puffing going up that trail, running like a kid on Christmas morning. After I thought all hope was lost, I sat in and took in the views of this iconic location. For those that don't know, this image is also on the Canadian twenty dollar bill. They call it the "Twenty Dollar View".
We ended up visiting four National Parks (Glacier NP in the USA), Banff, Jasper, and Yoho in Canada. A long roadtrip with so many memories.