View allAll Photos Tagged hibernate
in the winter silence of magaluf, the lively chaos of summer fades into geometric stillness. this hotel, now in its off-season slumber, transforms into a study in symmetry. balconies once brimming with life become a surreal grid of repetition, broken only by the shadows that shift with the sun’s rhythm. it's a reminder of how places breathe differently when left to rest.
There it was. In front of me like an abandoned junk. I happened to just show up and left quietly. I realized that I found the place, which seems to have some sort of Rebel activity. This place (and it's surroundings) is Star Wars fan's dream come true!
This is the third picture in the series 'Action Figure Project'.
Did some snowshoeing and winter camping at Mount Rainier, Washington last weekend with my buddy Michael Bollino. This place (as with any) looks quite different when you're standing on thirteen feet of snow! Several more new images from this trip to come. I'm also currently working on my first official processing video, which has been in high demand for a couple years. However, I'm relocating back to the northwest soon, so the release may have to wait until then.
Mt Baker, Washington State, USA. Home of the World Record For Snowfall in a Season 1998-1999 1,140 in. 2,896 cm
The lake was quiet. If there were any sounds the light breeze and occasional snow showers made them disappear. Only a flock of long-tailed tits flew past me on the way to roost.
Even the reeds were hibernating and I thought maybe the photographer should too.
n. *Hibernation:
1. the act of retiring into inactivity
2. cessation from or slowing of activity during the winter.
Hibernation, Lake Memphrémagog, Georgeville, Québec, Canada.
PixQuote:
"Here, in truth, is a discovery launched upon the world, that must make a revolution in art...in what way, in what degree will art be affected by it?"
-Anonymous , The New Yorker, April 20, 1839
Explored!
Week 42/52
The Fall and the Winter are never easy on me. They're the time when everything always seems to go wrong, when I go down the drain, when I slide into bed and don't have the will to come out until it's warm outside, again. That's a little of what this shot is about.
The dark seasons, as I call them, are isolating. The rain keeps you inside, the cold makes you get into a thousand pieces of clothing and you feel stuffed, constrained. There's none of that freedom from the Summer. There's no hope, no reason to wait for anything. For me, it's excruciating.
I'm trying to turn it around, though. I'm trying to enjoy the Fall, I'm getting excited about my trip to England in December, I'm actually enjoying making pies and jams and sweets. I'm trying to fight it. But at the same time, I feel like I have to fight off my demons — and this is how I do it. It's just so I don't wake up in the middle of the night, my chest clad in that anxiety that makes me want to scream; it's just so I don't let the darkness get the best of me and run away with my thoughts and my smile; it's just so I don't succumb to the coldness outside. Because that's all I ask for the months to come: that they allow me to keep my head above the surface.
[+2 in the comments]
Canon EOS 300D - f/4.5 - 1/250sec - 100mm - ISO 100
- "Nature wins"
One of the metal garden torches did hibernate in the garden. Today I discovered it again and to my big surprise and admiration a moss colony did keep the wick 'burning' now.
I will leave it like this !
- "de Natuur wint"
Een metalen tuinfakkel overwinterde in de tuin. Vandaag vond ik hem weer terug en tot mijn grote verbazing en bewondering hield een mos kolonie de pit nu 'brandende'.
Ik laat het zo !
This deffffinitly should be viewed in large...
Things i need to work on:
-shooting head on
-keeping my eyes open
-different, unique poses
A Respondek operation that has largely been dormant for over a decade has recently come back to life, making me wonder if the end times are near. I finally stumbled upon the crew of Illini Terminal (ITS) GP-9 1604 (built as CRI&P 1328 in 1959) working some hopper cars out of storage for interchange with BNSF at Litchfield, Illinois, a process that ended up taking several hours as they were mixed in with a dozen or more empty tank cars. This is perhaps the most interesting thing I've seen all year.
Now, if only I could catch the Vandalia Railroad in action...
Returning from an American Association of Private Rail Car Owners fall-color excursion in Vermont, two Northern Sky Charters cars and a former New York Central observation-lounge car, now named the 'Dagny Taggart', bring up the markers of Amtrak train 8, the westbound 'Empire Builder'. With the nationwide reduction in frequency of long-distance Amtrak trains, plus the continued impacts of COVID-19, these cars are going back to their owners, back into "hibernation" for the time being.
Alles ist miteinander verbunden, und hat einen Sinn. Obwohl dieser Sinn meist verborgen bleibt, wissen wir, dass wir unserer wahren Mission auf Erden nah sind, wenn unser Tun von der Energie der Begeisterung durchdrungen ist.
Paulo Coelho
Everything is connected , and has a sense . Although this meaning is hidden from most , we know that we on Earth are our true mission close if we do is permeated by the power of enthusiasm .
Paulo Coelho
Not very inspired today.Have to take Bronte` to the dentist today to get 4 teeth pulled in prep for braces. I hate going to the dentist ( along with the rest of the known world) and taking my kids there feels sadistic...ugh.{ 39/365}
Textures by SkeletelMess Latte ,Milkand Honey, Frost
EXPLORE #8 Jan 11 ,2010