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My initial intention was to edited this in a mytical, even slightly threatening way: the usual approach to these woods. But as it progressed I thought of it in a more uplifting way. Happy Hobbits would want more joy in their lives, sparkle & colour. Hence sunshine permeates the dowdy rocks & moss. Who is to say that this is not how it is when we are not looking. After all, them pesky humans mess everything up so we need to fool them to leave us alone.
So my thinking went . . . .
My intention was to photograph the Milky Way over the Abiquiu reservoir. But, as it's often the case, the clouds had other plans. They looked like they were going to dissipate but that wasn't so. Instead, they became denser as the evening went on.
I had not done a night shot since last year and I was determined to get one, Milky Way or not.
So I set up this composition, with a Chamisa bush in the foreground. My friend Greg had the wherewithal to bring a couple of camping chairs, so we sat out in the warm night and a slight breeze and had a good time urging the cloud to move on. Well, as evident in this photo, it was unmoved, literally, by our efforts.
I took several shots of the foreground bush during nautical twilight, some illuminated by my flashlight, some by the spillover from passing headlights. I don't know which was which anymore.
I selected the best foreground shot and combined it with the best sky shot. All in all it came out pretty nice.
The clouds are illuminated by the wastefully spilled light of the towns of Española and Los Alamos. On the other hand, that spilled light delineates the horizon nicely.
SYML - "Heartbreakdown"
www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQOelHj88aA
Here’s the thing about a heartbreak, it will happen all your life
In the morning on your wedding day, in a tearful last goodbye
It might find you at the station, sit beside you on the train
Kiss you softly with intention
Leave you breathless from the pain
When a heart breaks down
Won’t you stand your ground and start again?
When a heart breaks down
Will you find your way somehow to love again?
Lately she’s been up ‘til sunrise, sleep is lost and can’t be found
It’s not the water on the nightstand
It’s not the book she can’t put down
It’s the echo of some bad news, and the doctors whisperin’
It’s the memory of a warm embrace
And the breath she’s holding in
There’s beauty in the blessed heartbreak
There is life after the flood
No one here has suffered through it
Without courage in their blood
Here’s the thing about forgiveness
She’s the child of love and hate
And recognizing that you need her
So will bring peace along the way
It hadn’t really been the intention to end up here. We’d only planned on heading up to the small café in the village at the top of the climb out of Porto Moniz to sample the pasteis da nata, washed down with a coffee. The place had been recommended by our host, and we agreed it was a good tip off. The custard filled pastry was delightful, the lady who served us seemed pleased to see us, and in our two words of Portuguese, accompanied by a degree of suitable gesturing we told her we’d return for a second helping later in the week, before exploring the village on foot. Then heading off in the car we examined the miradouros that hover vertiginously over the edges of the cliffs at the northern tip of the Floating Garden, the restless Atlantic rollers breaking over the land hundreds of metres below. For an hour we basked in the sunshine under a clear blue sky, gazing down at the distant and seemingly impossible hamlet of Achadas da Cruz, linked to the rest of the world by a system of cable cars and ancient sheep tracks carved into the near vertical cliffsides. And then we returned to the car to turn left, back down the slopes into Porto Moniz to doze off on a sunny bench beside the ocean. Later we’d dine at one of the restaurants. Maybe I’d have another crack at those seastacks at Janela, or the waves that roll incessantly into the volcanic sea walls, whatever the weather might bring.
Except we turned right and headed uphill into the clouds instead. It’s always exciting when that split second of “what the hell” abandon inexplicably takes control of the faculties isn’t it? When the planned so suddenly becomes the unplanned and you’re not sure where you’re going to end up. Maybe we’d roll over the high road and come back down to watch the sea by Sao Vicente. By degrees we went higher and higher into the empty mountains, watching the temperature display on the hire car sink into single digits and the landscape around us disappear behind a shroud that seemed to envelop the world in secrets. Hardly at all did we see a car coming the opposite way, and nobody appeared along the road behind to sit on our tail in frustration at my famously slow progress at the wheel. Occasionally we would have to pick our way carefully past a straggling group of cows emerging from the gloom, grazing at the verges, the more obtuse of them standing brazenly in the middle of the road. More than once I stopped the car, honked the horn and waited for the gazing brown eyes to relent and move to one side for us to pass. At another spot we seemed to clear a narrow ridge, only imagining what sort of drop we were unable to see in either direction. And then to the right hand side the murky mists abated for moments to reveal a distant coastal village, bathed in sunlight, far far below us hugging the coastline in another universe. I tried to double back and pull up at the edge of the road to get a shot, but in that handful of minutes the fog had rolled back across the divide and for all we knew we might have imagined that far off El Dorado by the sea.
Further still we crept on through the airborne grey soup of the high Paul da Serra, well over a thousand metres above sea level, the realisation gradually awakening in me that we were probably getting close to Fanal. I looked at the map again and noticed that the upcoming road leading off from the left was much closer than I’d expected it to be. I was certainly planning on an afternoon under the strange forest shapes during our stay, but now that visit became inevitably earlier than intended. The great unplanned. And of course, the conditions were perfect for what was lying in wait. Just one final knot of unyielding cows to negotiate before pulling up and heading into the mystical forest in the fog, where every tree had its place in the scheme of things. Some lived side by side in groups, waiting to become pictured in clusters, while others stood alone in a “come and photograph me – I’m lovely” attitude. And there I was, like a six year old in Hamley’s not knowing where to turn first, gradually turning in so many different directions that I eventually managed to almost lose myself completely in the fading light. You might have read that story already. This one, I’m told is known as the seahorse. I can see why. With its partner a few metres away it seemed to offer more than one composition. I chose them all of course, although I liked this one best.
The planned is a great road to travel, but its opposite so often brings surprises. Ok, so I was intending to come here, but not today, and maybe the fog I’d hoped for would have stayed away on another day. This ancient forest, so high above the clouds of the Floating Garden was one of the best ever such moments; one of the handful of places where the experience was surreal to the point that it almost feels as if I’d dreamed it. Try the unplanned one day. Choose to go somewhere, but then accidentally on purpose set off in the other direction and see what happens. Just occasionally, it brings a moment you’ll never forget.
The intention was to go to Loughor to capture tonight's sunset , but then I got a call from the Optician to say my new specs were ready to be picked up. I was just in time to take a few shots across The
Sailbridge, SA1 before coming home.
Menschen im Karneval in Aachen 2023!
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Alle Fotos entstanden an jeden zugänglichen öffentlichen Orten. Sofern ich an diesen Orten von einem Fotografierverbot Kenntnis hatte, habe ich dieses Fotografierverbot strikt beachtet! Es ist nicht meine Absicht, die Rechte Dritter zu verletzen.
Sollte dennoch eine Privatperson, Institution oder Firma ihre Rechte durch meine Fotos beeinträchtigt sehen, genügt ein freundlicher Hinweis und ich nehme das beanstandete Foto aus meinem Fotostream.
(Qelle: Unbekannt)
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All photos were taken in public places accessible to everyone. If I was aware of a ban on photography in these places, I strictly observed this ban on photography! It is not my intention to violate the rights of third parties.
However, if a private person, institution or company sees their rights infringed by my photos, a friendly note is sufficient and I will remove the offending photo from my photo stream.
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Intention was to make this as rough as possible, or worn looking, to give it texture. Done on iPhone, I like the change of quality, doesn't always have to look sharp and detailed to tell the full picture of what it is.
An attentive Little Heron on the hunt in Pasir Ris Park Mangrove Forest.
Explore with me in my blog: A Return To Pasir Ris Park and Mangrove Forest
*Note: More pics of Birds in my Wild Avian Friends Album.
I had no intention of making this latest series into a view of wildflowers and such at Mt. Rainier, but I found so many unposted images from our trips, that this just evolved. We made several trips to this national park, this one from 2011 when I had just gotten the Canon SX20. Not much range, but pretty good with closeups.
Every once in a while, just sauntering along a trail at Mt. Rainier, you finally notice the littler things in wildlife, things like berries. Snowberries, huckleberries, bearberries (you know, berries that bears eat), elderberries, raspberries. They can be plain, simple little clusters, so I gave this my dark background treatment.
Symphoricarpos albus is a species of flowering plant in the honeysuckle family known by the common name common snowberry. It is native to North America, where it occurs across much of Canada and the northern and western United States.
Symphoricarpos albus grows in shady and moist mountain and forest habitat, in woodlands and on floodplains and riverbanks. It can grow in a wide variety of habitat types. It is naturalized in parts of Britain, where it has been planted as an ornamental and a cover for game.
While it was not my intention to shoot fall color, it's always a nice surprise to find a little of it still clinging to the trees. After a slow start to the day, and a fun and white knuckle chase through the mountain roads, CSX Q692 works its way across Pool Point Bridge as they prepare to pass through the yard at Elkhorn City on what was the north end of the former Clinchfield Railroad. The weather may have been subpar, but any time spent on the Clinchfield is a good time.
Its my intention to get up to date with editing and uploads before I leave on wednesday seeing as I'll be gone for 5 days, i really don't need to be any further behind uploading. So expect a few tonight - but don't expect anything good. Been a little rubbish the past few days. Although 279 and 280 (yes thats how far behind uploading I am :s ) I like.
Oh and kesseler where's your face :p
Today I was pleased to see that the Little Owl has returned. Such gorgeous looking little characters. Little owls were introduced to New Zealand from Germany between 1906 and 1910, with the intention that they would help control the numbers of small introduced birds, which were becoming a pest in grain and fruit crops. With the exception of one pair released in Rotorua, all were liberated in the South Island. Little owls bob up and down if startled and have an undulating flight pattern.
The Photograph “Blue hour” is taken at Riisitunturi National Park on 15.3.2018. I have visited the National Park a several times in winter. Riisitunturi National Park is in the municipality of Posio in Lapland Finland. It covers an area of 77 square kilometers and was founded in 1982.
In winter the heavy snow forest in Riisitunturi is full of magic and it fascinates the traveler. The snow-covered trees form figures that are like from another planet. It is a great destination for snowshoeing and skiing and of course for taking photos. In summer Riisitunturi is a great place for hiking. There are several hiking trails and the trails are suitable for day trips or longer hikes. Riisitunturi also has some of the finest sloping bogs in Europe.
March 15. 2018 I left Oulu at night at three o’clock to Myllykoski in Juuma. My intention was to visit the at Riisitunturi on the same day and take a photo of the blue hour and also photograph Aurora Borealis if they were visible. Upon the arrival to Juuma I first drove to Myllykoski where I photographed the sunrise and morning lights.
In the afternoon I left Juuma and drove first to the municipality of Posio where my camp was. After eating and taking a nap in the evening I drove to Riisitunturi. The distance from Posio to Riisitunturi is about 35 kilometres. It is a half an hour drive on good snow covered roads. It was quite a rush as the sun was setting already. I just got to the fell and managed to take a photo during the blue hour. That image is a five-photo vertical panorama.
I was still waiting for the Aurora Borealis in the evening. There was moderate wind higher in the fell and it began to become cold so i was forced to descend from the fell. When i got to the parking area at the bottom of the fell the Aurora Borealis started to shine.
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The duck was on a mission, crossing the lake to check me out for any possible food on offer. : ) Willow Lake, Big Cottonwood Canyon, UT USA
Intention: The pilot wants to deposit the passenger equipped with a snowboard to the top of the mountain!
(to deposit the passenger without stopping so that the paragliding does not deflate... not easy!!)
In Every Wingbeat
A reflection on presence, change, and the beauty of fleeting things
There are lives that stretch across decades, and there are lives that last only days — but time, as we measure it, is not always what defines a life well-lived.
The dragonfly doesn’t wait for a perfect moment. It doesn’t cling to the past beneath the water, nor fear the brevity of its days above it. When its wings unfurl for the first time, it doesn’t hesitate. It flies.
And in that flight — in every shimmering curve through sunlight, every pause on a reed, every dance across still waters — it lives fully.
We often wait for a better time, a clearer path, or the right conditions to begin. But perhaps the lesson is this:
To live fully is not to live long, but to live presently.
To show up — even briefly — in the world with wonder, light, and intention.
To feel the wind, taste the sky, and not hold back joy for fear it will fade.
To embrace the transformations, no matter how uncertain they seem.
Some lives are not measured in years, but in beauty.
Some hearts don’t beat for ages, but with fire.
And some souls, like the dragonfly, teach us what it means
to be here — truly here — in every wingbeat,
in every shimmer,
in every moment.
i see intentions not as goals but as paths; ways of living life according to what i most value. for today, my intention is to be present; to pay attention; to be curious and kind.
[24:52, on the ground]
My intention was to get two walkers headed the way the juxtaposed lamps point to on either side. I couldn't get that shot. Turns out, very few people walk there, and there's heavy, composition-destroying traffic (I had to clone out a car from this one too). I may find a better frame in the bunch I shot or may choose to cheat more at some point, though.
Haliç Bridge, Istanbul.
Our intention was always to finish the day shooting Ben Loyal. The wind had been an issue all day so I expected to find Lochan Hakel too choppy for reflections and had intended trying a hillside rather than lochside viewpoint. Somewhat fortuitously I couldn't find an obvious place to park for the hillside view and ended up at the small pull-in for Lochan Hakel anyway. Though 90% of the loch was rippled by the breeze, we found a small inlet I had not used before with some relatively calm water and, more importantly, some pretty reeds catching the light.
Mon intention était de transmettre l'idée d'une énergie explosive dans la nature au printemps. Cette fleur était complètement ouverte le lendemain matin.
My intention was to convey the idea of an explosive energy in nature in spring. This flower was completely open the next morning.
Canon EOS 750D
TAMRON SP 90mm F/2.8 Di VC USD MACRO
1/160; ƒ/4.5; ISO 160
Continuing the series of "ugly" pictures with the same comment:
Without any intention to offend anyone for the state of some houses, this series of ugly images is my desperate, probably futile attempt to save the architectural heritage that is already in such a state that her salvation is gone.
My intention was to photograph the sunrise on the canyon. I found this tree more interesting once the storm clouds slowly rolled in. Either way, Bryce Canyon is a must see! Thank you for all comments and for looking.
The intention is to provide our help me this time please.
On this occasion today published a new version of one of my favorite shots, processed more brightness to the flamingos get a greater role.
I would love to know your opinion, because right now I have nothing clear to do.
I present a single photography this year for a worldwide competition and I would like to know your opinion, if I should file this for me, it is the best that I have of my series of flamingos, or one of my many seascapes image?
The story behind the picture:
That day we traveled to some lakes there are relatively close to home, to do some landscape photography at dawn.
When we got there, we were surprised that they had a lot of flamingos quietly along the lake and let us draw near enough to them and photograph.
The right time of the shooting, because the close passage of a plane, due to the noise got scared and started running to take flight.
The technique used is simply a neutral gradient filter three steps to compensate the lights.
I hope you like it. Have a nice Friday. :)
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Good intention: forgot to place this one on flickr.. will do it now in the NEW Year as a good intention
I had no intention of posting another photo today, especially one that breaks with my string of flowers. But, I was looking at some archives and ran across this from 2015, and angry bird before "Angry Birds."
I remember taking this photo, and I remembered how disappointed I was when I saw what was less than a stellar shot. The colors were true, believe it or not, but I was really bothered by the intrusive tree trunk. Well, that certainly was no reason for not sharing this gem. I've never gotten a Western Bluebird that head on!
I've shared my history with the Western Bluebird Restoration Team before. Briefly, for eight years, I climbed the hills of Mt. Diablo, and cleaned the bluebird boxes, made sure there were no predator access, kept bees, ants, earwigs and other mini-vermin out, and tried not to disturb the parents through the breeding season. My reward was to be untrusted even after having attended to some first for two or three years when housing was available on some oak tree that House wrens, Ash-throated flycatchers, or starlings hadn't found. I actually had one pair of Violet-green swallows use one nest box to have and rear five chicks that made it all the way through and departed the box like Quaker Puffed Wheat kernels! That was a thrill. Violet-green swallows are not rare, but I doubt if there were more than four nests on the whole mountain. And they are beautiful.
Not as colorful as the Western Bluebird. All of my images of the bluebirds are tru to color. The males ARE that blue. The orange is that orange, not just buff. And the baby blue bellies are that pastel. The look on this one's face, however, is unique. In ten years, I never met another who looked so ... ticked.
So, you'll pardon the interuption. More of the garden on Sunday as usual.
*NOTE; Two additional winners of L$10,000, who will be decided by a panel of judges, have now be added due to complaints that deciding a photo contest via Flickr faves is unfair. This was never our intention and we don't want anyone to be upset.
If you would like to be a judge please contact us!
📷 PHOTO CONTEST
There are some amazing photographers in SL, so we thought it would be a fun idea to hold a photo contest for our upcoming event location Red Light District.
Prizes based on number of Flickr faves:
1st Place: L$15,000 - Image used as 'RLD - Red Light District Event' Flickr group cover for the first round of the event.
2nd Place: L$10,000 - Image used as 'RLD - Red Light District Event' Flickr group cover for the second round of the event.
3rd Place: L$5,000 - Image used as 'RLD - Red Light District Event' Flickr group cover for the third round of the event.
Runner up prizes:
4th Place: L$2,500
5th Place: L$2,500
Two winners decided by a panel of judges:
Winner chosen by peers: L$10,000 - Image used as 'RLD - Red Light District Event' Flickr group cover for the fourth round of the event.
Additional winner chosen by peers: L$10,000 - Image used as 'RLD - Red Light District Event' Flickr group cover for the fifth round of the event.
*NOTE; Two additional winners of L$10,000 have now be added due to complaints that deciding a photo contest via Flickr faves is unfair. This was never our intention and we don't want anyone to be upset. These two winners will be decided by a panel of judges.
If you would like to be a judge please contact us!
📷 HOW TO ENTER
Use the following SLURL to visit RLD. Right next to the landing spot you'll find a sign containing a notecard with all the details.
*Note: Please be mindful of other photographers and move away from the boat / landing spot whenever possible. Flying up onto a rooftop may be helpful to others if they are trying to get a shot without you in it :D Thank you.
My intention was to capture the movement of the train while still retaining enough detail to recognise the subject as a train and not just streaks of colour. I didn't use a tripod so it looks live the VR system on the Nikon 24-70mm VR f/2.8 FX AF-S E N ED is a good as Nikon claim!
I wanted to try out something different to what I often photograph. Snapped this awhile back leaving campus when it was snowing. Who would have thought cold 'shaky' hands would have worked out :P Intention camera movement is pretty cool and fun.
Have a good one!
This weekend has been rainy so far, so I decided to brighten up my morning with some color. I started the day with this scene of a boat on a calm lake, with the city skyline in the background. The contrast between the urban and natural landscapes is striking, but also soothing. The cool color palette and cloudy sky create a peaceful atmosphere, while the vibrant boat adds a touch of warmth. I enjoyed being out on the water that day. What do you think?
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💋 This isn’t just a pose set—this is an entire mood.
There’s a softness, a languid confidence to the way my avatar moves with these. They say: “I woke up like this,” but with editorial intention.
And let’s talk fashion history for a sec—because modeling poses? They're everything. From Dovima's swan-like gestures in Dior to Linda Evangelista’s power stance in the '90s supermodel era, the pose has always been the unsung hero of the fashion photograph. It sets the tone, tells the story, and sells the fantasy.
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Title: Hiding My Intention, 2018
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Pond
An area of water smaller than a lake, often artificially made
Ponder
To think carefully about something, especially for a noticeable length of time
Ponderings is a series of semi-abstract photos of water features with vegetation, in which the light seems to play a game with our perception. The works not only contain reflections, but perhaps also invite us to reflect. From this principle, the name Ponderings originated.
Best wishes for 2020, everybody!
I had every intention of posting pics of how our place looked over Christmas before the gifts were unwrapped and the North Pole shut down for the off season, but the chaos of Christmas & all the befrazzlement it caused simply prevented me from doing so any earlier than now. Up until last night I had resigned myself to the fact that sharing these just wasn't in the cards for this year, esp. with all the Christmas hullabaloo gone or fading so fast, I didn't think it was still worthwhile to do so, however a few sweet friends have been giving me the push I needed to get these up here, Christmas over or not. So this is me squeezing some in before the year switches out. At least they are still this year's pics! P.S. Hope everyone had a really happy Christmas. There is a beautiful fresh new year upon us... I hope it's a great one for all!
I had no intention or doing any shooting this particular morning. I had to drop off my truck for some routine service so instead of sitting around I took a stroll around downtown and the 10 Mile River and in the process noticed that the foliage was still surprisingly good at one of my favorite spots for photographing action on the Northeast Corridor. Given that there is little good foliage left around as a backdrop I figured it was worth a few frames. So after picking up the vehicle and first having breakfast I headed over to the inbound station platform for two trains before heading home to call it a night (err day).
Train number two was morning stalwart Amtrak regional train 85 from Boston to Richmond approaching MP 197 on Track 1 of Amtrak's New Haven Line with the standard ACS64 and eight car string of Amfleets.
To learn about the history of this location check out the lengthy caption with this old post: flic.kr/p/2i2mm9z
Attleboro, Massachusetts
Monday October 31, 2022
i had no intention of doing the flickr thing tonight, however I came home to find a package waiting on my doorstep and this is what i found inside - the most beautiful soft luscious handmade scarf made for ME.
My friend sazzy(sazzola to me ) has been a steady source of encouragement as well as support for me. Sazz knew that (like many of you others) that today is the 6 mos. anniversary of my fathers passing and she knit this for me- with a card that brought tears to my eyes. I can't tell you how this wonderful gesture makes me feel- Sazzy is Beyond thoughtful and caring and selfless.
It reminded me of the night of my fathers birthday and David and I went over after work to see him and things were so incredibly bad but none of us thought he would be gone a week later. I sobbed the whole way home and waiting for me on the doorstep was a package from cynthia(myslideshow) - i cried even more. Then the following day my mom called and said that Dad seemed better - go get together with your flickr friends and have fun - that was the day of the "jersey meet" and we had fun, and one week later my father was gone.
Its just fitting that i spent time with some of my favorite flickr friends yesterday on the anniv. and after having dinner with mom tonight and talking briefly about todays date to come home to find a package from another friend i met through flicrk.. It amazes me the human spirit..
I only hope that im not taking all the time, but giving as well, like you all...
Sazzola - I love you and thank you ...
thanks to all of you that continue to stand with me , support me . i am very blessed.
The intention is not to identify “the image and likeness” with a particular quality or attribute of man, such as reason, speech, power or skill. It does not refer to something which in later systems was called “the best in man,” “the divine spark,” “the eternal spirit” or “the immortal element” in man. It is the whole man and every man who was made in the image and likeness of God. It is both body and soul, sage and fool, saint and sinner, man in his joy and in his grief, in his righteousness and wickedness. The image is not in man; it is man.
-Heschel, “Concept of Man,” 128.
9035, 9032 and 9033 head through Belford for another load of coal in the hunter as BG253 to Bengalla.
With the first 31 members of the 90 class built in Canada by EMD in 1994, a further 4 were delivered in 2005 in Australia, with these being 9031 to 9035 wearing yellow and blue Pacific National colours.
The 90 class is running around on borrowed time. With a downturn in coal traffic and ARTC's intention to have all coal trains running on ECP braking, a capability the 90's do not have, it's worthwhile shooting every member you can.
Wednesday 26th July 2023
This is picture number 25 of 100 in my 100 Strangers Project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the flickr.com/groups/100strangers/ Flickr Group page.
It's been a while since my last Stranger Portrait, not for lack of trying - I've gone out a few times with the intention, but for one reason or another (mainly not being quick enough to ask), I've not had much luck. So after watching two people walk past who I should have asked, and then seeing Leonie's stunning blue eyes from a distance, I wasn't letting her get away!!
Leonie certainly brings meaning to the phrase "an English beauty", but she's much more than a pretty face, as she is studying Economics and Literature at University, and working towards her PhD. She's here for the Christmas holidays, visiting family members who live here.