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Yeah, it's late.
And yeah, it's my least favourite of the three. Okay, I take it back. With fresher eyes (so to speak) maybe I like it better now that I've slept on it.
Hm... oh well. That completes the set!
one of the hardest songs i'm singing at the moment... well, from bridge to ending makes me wanna quit my job right away, lol!
TGIF Everyone! =)
I will be gone for a week. I will miss you all. See you next week! HUGS!
Pattaya City, TH
This was the hardest castle to find we have yet come across, very few signposts from Shaftesbury or from Salisbury, narrow lanes with high hedges and to cap it all it was raining so hard when we got there, M wouldn't even get out of the car! This castle is in the care of English Heritage whose website gives great detail.
I just loved the romanticism of this castle in a wooded setting and unusually almost in a valley. M said this castle would be easy to defend since no would-be marauders would be able to find it!
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The hardest thing she ever had to do was watch him sail away
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These feel very cinematic to me. :) Thanks tumblr people for helping me decide to upload!
Oh, and I realized yesterday that I have a recent obsession with turning my head away from the camera. There were maybe 5 total pictures I took yesterday where I was actually looking at the camera, and those were usually of me being distracted by something right as it clicked. Maybe it's intentional, maybe it's not, but I like not seeing my face for a little while. :)
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Waterfowl is the hardest subject to photograph and also my favorite, especially in India. So for this shot, I had to almost lean into the water from a small boat to get the eye level and blur effect and also keep in mind with the composition and behavioral aspect, but overall it's worth every pain you faced while shooting. This is the first shot of the series enjoy. Thanks for viewing.
Winters are long in Alaska, normally from October until May we have snow on the ground. January and February can be the hardest months to live up here. The winter blues sets in, when you are anxious for Spring and sunshine again.
The Winter blues in this photo is one of beauty, serenity, and stillness. This is our back yard, the prints in the snow is from my wife walking to the squirrel feeders. We love our cozy place in Alaska, we love the beauty of our State, and we both hate the fact that modernization is changing Alaska into a modern society with so many people. Ah, the winter blues.
One of the hardest and longest battles during World War 2 was that of Guadalcanal. Henderson Airfield was crucial for both the Japanese and Americans. Besides the daily Japanese bombings and the many engagements on land there were many naval battles that occurred. Early communication of the positions of both Navy's was also crucial and both sides would send out reconnaissance planes to locate naval positions. The method of communication that worked best for the American aviators was Morris Code as this type sent to their fleet would travel longer distances.
*This is an original set of head phones used by an American naval pilot during the battle for Guadalcanal.
Photograph composition was created for the Our Daily Challenge topic:
COMMUNICATION
Hardest job ever:
Working in a bubble wrap factory. Imagine the self control needed..
. .....dumpaday.com
She's faced the hardest times you can imagine
And many times her eyes fought back the tears
And when her youthful world was about to fall in
Each time her slender shoulders
Bore the weight of all her fears
And a sorrow no one hears
Still rings in midnight silence
in her ears.
And if by chance that I should hold her
Let me hold her for a time
But it allowed just one possession
I would pick her from the garden to be mine
Be careful how you touch her for she’ll awaken
And sleep’s the only freedom that she knows
And when you walk into her eyes you won’t believe
The way she’s always paying for a debt she never owes
And a silent wind still blows that only she can hear
And so she goes
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tU_ecCRlXA4
And thanks to Thyme Carter for modeling!
Euboea had its hardest time the summer of 2021. Multiple wildfires and poor management led to a disaster unlike any other Greece has faced the past decades. Hundreds and hundreds of green acres burnt, whole villages turned into ashes and the toll of animal lives crash you in tears. Many tried to live a normal life and hope for things to get better, as we could not do anything to help whatsoever. This photo was taken as the wildfire was about 30 to 40km away, the next day we had an emergency call to evacuate... So much sorrow.
It is through the hardest of times we see who is true and real. Lukas and I have had our fair share of obstacles to overcome; and we still have many to work through if we decide to get to that point. But right now we're both grieving. He snuck over to my land this morning to park his avi for me, while I was off doing my weekend sales shopping. He changed into this panda hoodie, without even knowing that Ari loves pandas. So when he said that it was made for both genders I had to go snag one too just for Ari.
This was all before we received the news of her passing early this morning. We both took our nap(because we work overnights) and woke to find the news while being parked together like this.
I have been reaching out to those I hold dear to my heart, those that I am in rare contact with, and even those that I was once very close to but no longer speak just to give condolences. If any of you need a shoulder to lean on, want to sit and reminisce, or even sit in silence.... I am here for any of you.
Please remember that life is short, be kind to one another, don't hold grudges, and love and laugh as beautifully as Ari 🌻🐼
Mongolia 2011, hp 5
It was the hardest trip ever ! Every day was a fuckin hardcore ! We didnt get to place we wanted to be. We had to go back. Nature was a winner ! 23 days of fight ;)
Marshes, rivers, big forest, mountains, no people, cold. Emptiness wherever you look.
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“The hardest thing to learn in life is which bridge to cross and which to burn.” ~ David Russell
(This photo was taken on the road to Hempstead House, Sands Point Preserve, NY,NY)
There is love in your body, but you can't get it out.
Explore.
I honestly hate school. All of my classes this year are killer. I have chem for science however, I don't like the teacher as well. I have the most horrible teacher for honors. Why couldn't I have gotten the good one? I absolutely hate algebra, it is my worst math class. I don't know how I'm possibly going to survive this schoolyear.
However, I just finished all of my homework and I'm going to be on my way to Josh's house tonight. Have a good rest of your day, Flickr!
[oct 12, 2010]
328/365
Daft Punk version // m10
www.existingvisual.com/designyoutrust/2009/01/18/hammer-h...
This is by far the hardest thing I've ever done. I took this photo of Nancy back in November of 1979. We had been dating a couple of months and were out for the day, just enjoying each other's company. It was a unusually mild November Sunday afternoon, with a quiet breeze and a perfect soft sunlight. The day found us at Kankakee River state park, around Schneider, IN. I had taken the camera out of the van and was standing there, wondering what to shoot. I turned around and found Nancy deep in thought. I like to think that she was thinking the same thing I was, that we had found the one we wanted to spend the rest of our lives with. She had no idea that her photo was being taken, and I didn't even tell her after the fact. In my mind, this is the best photograph that I have ever taken in my life, thanks to the subject. That day was the kind of day when you fall in love. Our love lasted over forty years, but now she's gone. After a hellacious two weeks in the hospital due to an extremely severe reaction to chemotherapy, she passed away on April 25, a Monday evening. Nancy was quite different in character make-up from me, but we were made for each other - there was never any doubt of that. She was very shy, but once she got to know you, you would fall victim to her devious sense of humor and sharp wit. She never really thought much of herself and was always a little fearful to try something new, but once she tried anything, she became an expert at it. I taught her how to play chess, then could never beat her. I taught her how to play tennis, and again, she was more than a match for me. I was so proud of her, because she could do anything she put her mind to. God sent her into my life back in September of 1979, when I was just floundering around with no path to follow, She saved me and unknowingly gave my life direction. She was the most loyal friend you could have, and you could depend on her to be there at any time, in any situation. Despite whatever was going on, she was always willing to go along on our railfan trips, and would work on crossword puzzles while we waited for a train. I will always remember spending a quiet comfortable afternoon or evening alongside the tracks while enjoying the breeze and listening to the red-wing blackbirds sing to us in the golden light of Wisconsin. Nancy will never know how many people miss her here on earth, and even I was a little surprised by the large response to her death. But that's how she was, never putting herself first or even thinking about herself first. She did her best to take care of me and never ever once disappointed me. I think we might have considered it a little competition to see who could do more for the other, and I think she won, though I tried hard and came in a close second. I hope you can understand why I haven't posted anything since mid-April, when this disaster all began. I am totally lost and in shock. They say that no one who has never been through the loss of a dearly loved spouse can understand it, and they're right. I never knew there could be such terrible unending pain. I don't know if I'll ever return to Flickr, but my Psychologist says that I need to reconnect to my life. Right now, there is no joy in photography or Flickr for me, but she says that makes reconnecting even more important. So, I'm going to give it a try, though it feels like I'm a totally different person and don't know how to do this. Thanks for understanding this long post. I appreciate all the prayers and well wishes. If you love someone, hold them close and let them know. A dear friend of mine said it wouldn't hurt so much if it hadn't been so special. Truth, pure truth. Thanks, everyone.
The hardest test in life is having the patience in waiting for the right moment.
A man watches a commuter line pass by in Cikini Train Station, Jakarta as he patiently awaits the next one, the one that would bring him closer to home.
Hokay, this was without a doubt the hardest 365 shoot to date. From the setup, to the editing it was both physically and mentally tiring, but it's done now!! There are obvious mistakes that make me cringe, but please just ignore those:P
This is the first of a four part elements series me and Cameron Bushong will be collaborating on for the next couple of weeks. You can check out his amazing image here.
This weekend I went to Ashley's senior prom, and she won Queen:D I'm so very proud of her!! So this weekend was a bit busy, explaining why I skipped both days.
I'M GOING TO BE CHOOSING THE WINNERS OF MY PRINT GIVEAWAY ON WEDNESDAY!! I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE A GOOD OPPORTUNITY TO ALSO DO A LITTLE Q&A, IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO ASK ME A QUESTION PLEASE DO SO ON MY FORMSPRING OR IN THE COMMENTS BELOW:D
One of the hardest shoots I have been on..harsh environment, the cold, wind, clouds...nothing was really cooperating..Though, we pushed through with it, and a lot of retouch is involved here so hope you enjoy! via 500px ift.tt/21owK3S
The hardest thing to learn in life is which bridge to cross and which to burn...
NoT mUCH to be Said ABt ThIS Pic iTS jST 3aJe's sTate Of MiNd...
Taken By Brj^3aje
Model:Shamo0oty
Edit by 3aje
The hardest operation besides the C&BL in Johnstown to catch moving by far has to be the RJ Corman after the crash of the domestic coal market when railfanning the NS West Slope.
With the said crash of the domestic coal market, RJ Corman's Clearfield cluster saw a drastic drop in traffic. Which in return warranted power being sent off system and redistributed to other needing RJ Corman Properties.
On the positive side, Clymer has managed to be reopened in recent month's but traffic to the mine is still scarce with a train loading once or twice a month. Besides this, there is only a few active freight businesses that are served throughout the system along with unit grain trains for an ethanol plant at Clearfield.
Monday morning I got lucky and stumbled into a NS 56K grain train being picked up by the RJ Corman with 3 SD40-2's. The train is seen here climbing up the grade at Munster, PA on the Cresson Sub destined to an ethanol plant at Clearfield, PA.
My intentions were to chase the train the whole length of the railroad to Clearfield, but that wasn't meant to be due to my cars check engine and 4WD lights coming on. The roads were not very good at all, and I was already 2 hours from home.
As much as I wanted to push on anyways, I was forced to turn back for home and play it safe. Last thing I needed was no 4WD on snow covered icy roads and have my engine shit out over 2 hours from home. Better luck for next time I guess.
The hardest part of this, believe it or not, was the center. It was giving me grief.
I wanted more of a black speckled look. No matter what I tried it didn't work.
This was probably the hardest edit I've made so far, because I wasn't satisfied with it 90% of the way through. Finally by the end of it, when I decided to make it a double exposure and re-position things, I felt like it's something worthy of my feed. And even though it's still not my favorite, I'm happy with it and glad I didn't give up!
Also the title is inspired by Lady Gaga's song Speechless, "You popped my heart seams
All my bubble dreams, bubble dreams"
one of the hardest things ive ever had to do.. especially for a close friend.. one of the most meaningful pieces ive ever done.. life is as fragile as glass..cant get that song "Sadie" out of my head as i painted this. Rest in peace to one of graffs bests mothers..
click this song.. this is the one that was in my head while painting this.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2K8O-78Tw0
and when your done and you love your momma, call her up.. word.
The hardest part of these is getting the initial capture. Photoshop makes the rest pretty easy and fun. This one looked obvious from the start....add a touch of color and voila!.
She sat there on her home, most creatures finding it in hospitable. Only the hardest of creatures come to find this planet home. She looks around kicking the snow under her feet as the crystals growing from her form cause a soft humming noise. She smirks knowing that finally she had found one. She starts to run through the snow the humming getting louder and louder. A smirk coming across her maw, as she approaches a formation of crystals. She crouches and digs in the snow the humming loud enough now for other creatures to hear it faintly if close to her. She sees a glowing crystal in the snow, using her blunt star like tip of her tail to break the crystal off at ground level. She lifts the glowing crystal into the air and stares at it a moment admiring its beauty. She licks her lips and then devours the crystal.
Abnormality - Primordial (May 7th - 28th)
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◦ Mod :: Wish Dragon, Astral Marz(Currently @Abnormality Exclusively)
◦ Head :: +SG+ Fairy Dragon SugarCult(Currently @Abnormality Exclusively)
◦ Horns :: Wish Dragon, Astral (Comes with the Mod) MARZ(Currently @Abnormality Exclusively)
◦ Ears :: Wish Dragon Ears (Sold Seperately) MARZ(Currently @Abnormality Exclusively)
◦ Hair :: Brienne Blogger Pack - Doux
◦ Body :: Reborn eBody
◦ Body Modification :: Soft Thighs (eBody Reborn) Maze
◦ Claws :: Beast Claws - [Conviction]
◦ Tails :: Wish Dragon Tail (Sold Seperately) MARZ(Currently @Abnormality Exclusively)
◦ Feet :: Feety Peets -Apricot Paws
◦ Body Fluff Tuffs :: LIL'TUFTS (and) MAZE tufts REBORN addon GoodGirl X :heck: (Currently @Abnormality Exclusively)
◦ Body Crystals :: NS body crystals rigged f/m NARCOTICSLUMBER
◦ Collar :: MASTERLY LATEX [AdN]
◦ Outfit :: Star Gazer - Onyx Muse by Moon Elixir (The entire set sold Individually)
◦ Hand Held Cystal :: {Pagos} crystals (holdable) [Cubic Cherry] (@Fantasy Faire 2023)
ᴅɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ - ᴛʜɪs ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇs ᴡɪɴᴅʟɪɢʜᴛs/ʟɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ/ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏsʜᴏᴘ ɪғ ʀᴇᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʀʏ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜʏ.
1/3 building
1/3 scavenging for parts that didn't come in the Bricklink order
1/3 trying to modify some aspects
1 Whole staring at the LDD instructions just crying to myself
Definitely the hardest object I've ever attempted to image, this is a reflection nebula buried in dust. From my bortle 5/6 location it takes a huge amount of integration to pull detail out from the background. This is a beautiful blue target, reminds me of the Pleiades in terms of colors, with dark dusty clouds that obscure stars in the background.
Shot with an ASI183mm on a William Optics GT81 with a Sirius EQ-G mount, using ZWO LRGB filters.
All subs done at gain 53 and offset 11:
211 x 120" for L
125 x 120" for each RGB.
I usually say Everglades National Park is the hardest national park to photograph in. I don’t resent it for that; I respect it. The Everglades is subtle. The Everglades is challenging. High sawgrass prevents you from getting a glimpse of the landscape, save for at specific “windows” or gaps in the brush. The animals can be rare and taciturn.
This weekend, however? Easy.
I can’t believe I got this shot.
The heron didn’t fly off.
The sun and clouds cooperated.
The trees were perfectly lit.
This is EXACTLY what The Everglades is.
This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on seas and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
- John Muir
- In The Everglades, you are on Seminole and Miccosukee land. #FindYourPark
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The hardest part about this photo shoot was dealing with the wind, a piece of chewing gum would have been handy to stick Ben to the ground.
Hereios: Dropped Stuff
57/365
" Experience is the hardest kind of teacher. It gives you the test first and the lesson afterward."
- Oscar Wilde
A friend sent me the link to this incredible cover by this incredibly talented young man
Funny......was planning on posting the original when I found the right pic :)
So its another old one :))
Yup....am knee-deep in old pics
I love it!
m.youtube.com/watch?v=Ok5d8nXAngw
Have a wonderful wonderful weekend
Am gonna be dancing all weekend
(A couple of Christmas parties and a friend is getting married)
Throwing on the LBD and my glass slippers :)))
xxxx
Another pic from my recent trip to Thailand. This is the famous Wat Arun, taken from across the Chao Phraya River. This may have been the hardest I've ever had to work to capture a sunset. Not hard to find the best angle, but hard just to find a place to shoot from at all! I thought I was prepared for this shot and left my hotel well in advance so I'd have enough time to run around and a good photo location. The first problem that it was rush hour in Bangkok and I needed to get across town, more than 5 miles to get to this spot. This particular gridlock was so bad that even our little "Tuk Tuk" (3 wheeled golf cart) was unable to move. After 10 minutes of roasting in the near 100 degree heat and soaking in so much exhaust from the cars and busses that my skin actually started to darken, our Tuk Tuk driver told us to get out. He said simply "10 minute... that way ... go!" and so it was time to hoof it. All of the busses were actually vacant as the locals know they can apparently walk faster when it gets this bad!
The next problem was that I didn't actually know where I needed to go. I mean, I could see the spot that had been marked on a map and I had a pretty good idea of where I currently was, but it was tough to gauge exactly how far it actually was. So I started off with a brisk pace, carrying about 20 pounds of photo gear with me. I was confident that I'd have enough time. After 10 minutes, I looked back at the map and had only moved a fraction of the way. Hmmm.. perhaps Thai minutes are different, my pace starts to quicken. Another 10 minutes goes by, I can see the sun going down fast now, I know my time is running out. A quick check to the map... half way there. At this point, I freak out... this is my last night in Bangkok and my only chance to get this shot. The sunset looks to be incredible... I make the call to start jogging. The 20 pounds of photo gear feels more like 100. Sweat is no longer dripping but flowing down my face in this incredible heat. I'm camouflaged from all the exhaust that has now stuck to my skin.
The sun is setting fast... too fast. I'm honestly thinking about the sad faces of all my friends and family who will never get to see this amazing sunset that will likely now be gone by the time I get there... IF I ever get there. One last surge of energy, I'm close. I can smell the water... wait, that's just sweat... but a quick check to the map confirms that I'm close. I can now see taller buildings along what must be a river bank. The color behind the buildings is really starting to explode. I catch a glimpse of water through a crack between two buildings... I can see the top of one of the Wat spires... I'm here. But now I'm not sure where to go. I walk down an alleyway and head towards what appears to be an opening. It's a ferry boat launch and there is no place to shoot from. And there it is, the sun is actually setting... ah... I've got to find a spot. I come back out to the main street and see another corridor. I sprint past a bunch of local fisherman toward the water. I can only imagine that site... a sweat drenched, red-faced man, now blackened and hobbling... it must have looked like I had just crossed a desert. I see a floating dock on top of the water, with the Wat Arun across the river behind it. Boats are flying down the river kicking up large waves that make the floating dock almost impossible to stand on but I have to as it's the only unobstructed vantage. Camera already set up for the right settings, I fire off 3 sets of 9 bracketed exposures. Phew... I got the shot... now time to relax :)
Sorry for the Flickr drop off, lots of stuff going on and quite a few client gigs that have kept me busy. I'm looking forward to catching up on all that I missed this week!
Last year was probably the hardest year of my life. I had my exams and I started college and also battled with phases of depression which I feel I have grown past now thanks to self portraiture.
I never used upload images of myself last year as my self confidence was so poor I didn't like a single picture of myself that I had done. I felt as though my photography was rubbish compared to that of summer 2011 and so around November 2012 I tried to make pictures featuring a model to get my views back.
As I had no one to model for me on the spot I had to use myself. At first, I didn't want to show my face in the photo because I hated the way I looked but I felt as though I needed too to get the idea I was going for. Eventually, I had created a few pictures of my whole face in and I decided I liked them because I was in it and then my self confidence grew.
I feel as though now, in the space of less than a year, I like myself more than I ever have done because of the self portraits I had done. I never thought they would have such an impact on my feelings and attitudes towards situations that happen every day.
I only have a few hobbies and one of the main ones are photographing and editing. I love doing my hair and makeup, getting my camera and tripod and then walking out into the countryside and setting up my shot. It gives me a great feeling when I feel I've made something I really really like and then to have other people like it as well is an even better feeling.
I can only say an enormous thank you to everyone that regularly views my work and comments occasionally. I am really very happy with how things are right now.
Something was stirring outside, under the earth. It wasn't the purposeful meanderings of the little folk in their velvet coats searching for worms or a mate, but still it had purpose. Out in the orchard the leaves still tracked the movement of sun, not yet turning the shades of autumn soon to come, while the fruitful harvest blushed and fell...
This look, and more of the story can be found blogged on Eclectic Equations here :
eclecticequations.blogspot.co.uk/2016/09/twisted-hunt-201...
On Christmas Day, 2009, a year after my mother died, I scattered her ashes in the Halifax River next to Ames Park in Ormond Beach, Florida. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done.
When I got to the park, it had been raining all morning. I pulled up in the parking lot, and picked up the container that held my Mom's remains, and got out of the car, heading towards the spot where I would release her. As I began to walk towards the north side of the park, a large, Great Blue Heron stood on the sidewalk, looking almost as if it was looking for me. As I approached, it walked just ahead of me, almost leading me down the sidewalk along the river. The bird turned off to the right before I got to the spot, and just stood there.
I took a couple of minutes to pray and say my goodbyes to Mom, when all of a sudden, the heron cried out loudly from where it stood nearby. I turned and looked, and saw that someone else had just pulled up in the parking lot. It was almost as if the bird was alerting me that I needed to do what I came to do quickly. I opened the container, and let my mother's ashes go into the wind and river. When I finished, the bird flew over near me, and stood there for a second and then flew away. I left feeling as if I had somehow been in the presence of something more than a bird. It was like an angel- a guardian. On one of the saddest days of my life, God had shown me that He was watching, and that I mattered, and so did my Mom.
Every year I've gone to the park on Christmas. This year, I did my usual pilgrimage, and some similarly interesting things happened. First, I looked over at the spot where Mom rests, and saw several White Ibises there by the river. Several years ago, I lured a whole flock of White Ibises down the street by tossing bread crumbs along as I walked, so that they would come to my yard where my mother could see and hear them as she had never seen them before. Mom had gotten such a kick out of the birds that day! Now they were waiting where she was. I took a couple of photos and headed over, knowing that the weather was turning rainy, just as it had been that morning 7 years ago. As I walked over, I realized the birds had all disappeared! I never saw them fly, and I didn't see them anywhere in the park! It was as if they just vanished! I figured I must have just missed them take off, although I don't know how they could have without me noticing, or seeing where they went.
I paid my respects to Mom, and it began to rain, so my visit was cut short. I quickly went back to my car and began to pull out of the parking lot. As I did, I glanced to the left towards the river, and there on top of a boathouse was this heron! It glanced over at me while I frantically grabbed for my camera, and then it looked back over the river as I took several photos. Once again, the guardian seemed to be back, this time looking older and a little more worn than it did before, but still standing guard while I did what is still hard for me all these years later. Was it the same bird? Probably not, but the message was loud and clear. I was not forgotten by God. The people I love are important to Him, and the hard things I must do in life matter to Him. He has often comforted me as I've done these things, knowing that I needed more strength sometimes than I have within me to do them.
Every time I say goodbye to my Mom, and then I see the guardians who stand and wait, it makes me aware that those goodbyes aren't final. I am just waiting to see her again. I expect the guardians I see in heaven when that happens will be waiting to fly away for good, no longer needing to oversee, comfort or watch. These small reminders of God's goodness give me hope for that day!