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No, I know it isn't the Mersey but Dartmouth I believe..but I that song always come into my head when i see this shot. Plus Hoseasons are bombarding my inbox with what they call tail wagging holidays lol... it is looking increasingly hopeful that we may be able to take a holiday in this country soon but the constant Jet 2 hits on my mailbox are getting the delete button as fast as they come in. No way am I going to breathe in recirculated air or packed into a flying sardine tin. Devon and Cornwall and the Lake district ect are going to be rammed though - so will someone put a word in for me if they know Richard Branson so I get an invite to Necker Island ? My son said he will look after our dogs if we do get an invite..........
The beautiful town of Dartmouth situated on the mouth of the River Dart is one of South Devon’s most popular and enchanting towns. With its charming historic streets, scenic river location and surrounded by South Devon countryside you have to go a long way to find a town as pretty.
Set opposite the town of Dartmouth, Kingswear is a charming character village that has some of the most beautiful views across the River Dart.
Set on the banks of the River Dart, Kingswear village is well worth a visit or a stay to take full advantage of the beautiful South Devon countryside.
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@DUBAI EVENT - Sep 20th
Bibi Outfit (10 colors top and jeans) Sizes: • Legacy, Perky, Nerido, Reborn, Juicy, Erika, Waist, Bubble Boobs, Maitreya and Smash Boobs
I know some of you were despairing that I had switched to beautiful houses. Nope! The last house I posted was a fluke. But, I’m back!
This house has the four most important qualities for any good photo.
1. Decrepitude
2. Power lines
3. Climbing vines
4. A bird
I bet you thought I was going to say: clarity, composition, exposure and processing, or some other such technical “mumbo jumbo.”
I don’t use any of those camera things in my photos. It is all about the subject matter and whether or not it makes a good story. Not your typical photography rules.
Let’s face it, I could never teach Photography 101. I’d be fired after I told the class to stop in the middle of the road or climb the fence, or feed sausages to the dog. Everyone is so touchy these days. HWW!
“Who knows what women can be when they are finally free to become themselves? Who knows what women's intelligence will contribute when it can be nourished without denying love?”
― Betty Friedan, The Feminine Mystique
Do you know that in Europe thousands and thousands (more than 18k for luftansa this winter and same thing for the other airlines) of planes will fly empty just to keep their airport slots ?
In fact this is because airlines have to use 50% of their slots in order to keep them : nice rule ... but why did they still use it with covid ? It's stupid !!!
So we can no more use our cars to reduce CO2 emission but planes have to fly empty ? This world is mad ...
ps: I dont know if it is the case for this plane in particular, I did the photo as he was flying low over my head ...
Savez-vous qu'en Europe des milliers et des milliers (plus de 18k pour luftansa cet hiver et idem pour les autres compagnies aériennes) d'avions voleront à vide juste pour garder leurs créneaux aéroportuaires ?
En fait c'est parce que les compagnies aériennes doivent utiliser 50% de leurs créneaux afin de les conserver : belles règles... mais pourquoi sont-elles encore utilisées avec le covid ? C'est stupide !!!
Nous ne pouvons donc plus utiliser nos voitures pour réduire les émissions de CO2 mais les avions doivent voler à vide ? Ce monde est fou ...
ps : photo d'illustration, je ne sais pas si celui ci volait à vide, je l'ai pris car il est passé bas au dessus de ma tête ...
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I know, I know, these raptors tend to be a common sight, but I absolutely adore them, and it's rare for a wild red tail hawk to not care too much about people and sit around while people walk by. Also rare for me to get a shot of one that isn't on something man made. So I'm happy with this shot!
I don't know, but it seems as though a booth right next to the door would be a good place for a vendor at an antiques fair; your stuff would be the first thing that potential customers see when they enter, and the last thing to tempt them before they walk out. But in this case, the woman with the stroller just walked right past without a glance. Oh well...
Michigan Antique & Collectible Festival
Davisburg, Michigan
May, 2016
We have been inundated with two packs of coyotes in the ravine so I have been hesitant to go down with my dog by myself. Last night we all went down and I saw a Mallard pair, eight Golden Eyes, a mama Merganser with eleven red-headed chicks, a huge beaver, three different kinds of gorgeous butterflies, five Warblers and this Night Heron! That is what I SAW - but, you never know what else is watching...
another tulip - but I 💛 the shape of this beautiful yellow one and the almost pure black back ground - you can see a wee bit of green foliage. Sweet!
♫
I'm comin' back to you
And I hope you don't mind
That I'm wasting your time
I know you want me too
Even though you're not mine
You got that look in your eye
Come on, tell me where you at, when you back
I won't keep you up, take a nap
A little gasoline and a match
You just like it better when it's cold
This ain't what you want
This is what you need
Wake up in the morning
Know just what you need, need, need, need
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Wings - ＋SEKAI＋ - Devil Wings
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So, those of you who know me, know that I often wander off in the woods and hills for hours on end camera in hand. Unfortunately on this occasion I made every mistake imaginable, wrong kit, kit missing, wrong settings and rushing to catch the light.
At first glance, you may think I’m crazy. The image looks decent enough right? Look closer and I’ll list everything that went wrong with this excursion.
1 - Wrong lens. I have been working with one focal length lately as an exercise to improve composition. This scene would have been so much better on a wide angle, but I only had a 40mm Macro lens with me.
2 – No tripod. I decided to pack light one camera, one lens, no tripod. I normally take a full bags worth of kit on a hike
3 – I shot in Jpg instead of Raw. The previous night I had decided to check the shutter count on my Nikon D7200. For some reason this only works 9only ways I have found to do this) is to upload a jpg to an online service that can then tell you. Foolishly I forgot to change back to Raw before I went out the next day!
4 - Rushing the shot. As it was getting on in the afternoon, the sun was dropping really quickly. I was already on my way out of the woods when i spotted the scene. With the combination of falling light and wrong lens, I rushed to get an image as quickly as I could
While there’s nothing wrong with shooting in jpg format. It really doesn’t leave a lot of editing doors open for a final image. Especially when shooting directly into the sun in a scene like this one. So, I decided to publish this as to always remind me to check and double check everything in the future.
I'e decided I will be writing a blog post to go into more detail about my "faux pas" later this week
“I know how it feels, to be trapped. But if there is anything I have learned, it is that you can always make a choice.”
― Amélie Wen Zhao, Red Tigress
Taken at Sunny's Studio
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Backdrop/Pose: Guarding
A trumpeter swan folds its wings back up after a mighty stretch.
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You Will Never Know - Imany
It breaks my heart 'couse I know
You're the one for me
Don't you feel sad,
There never was a story, obviously
It'll never be, oh
And You would never know
I would never show
What I feel, what I need from you, no
And You wouldnever know
I would never show
What I feel, what I need from you
With every smile comes my reality, irony
You won't find out what has been killing me
Can't you see me?
Can't you see?
And You would never know
I would never show
What I feel, what I need from you, no
And You would never know
I would never show
What I feel, what I need from you, no, no
You would never know
I would never show
What I feel, what I need from you, no, no
No no…
Plato and Aristotle to serve. You don't have to know Einstein's theory of relativity to serve. You don't have to know the second theory of thermodynamics in physics to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love :-)
Martin Luther King, Jr.
HMM! Kindness Matters!
rose, little theater rose garden, raleigh, north carolina
The Weeknd - Moth to a flame X Faith Transition
Like a moth to a flame
I'll pull you in, I'll pull you back to what you need initially
It's just one call away
And you'll leave him, you're loyal to me
But this time I let you be
'Cause he seems like he's good for you
And he makes you feel like you should
And all your friends say he's the one
His love for you is true
But does he know you call me when he sleeps?
But does he know the pictures that you keep?
But does he know the reasons that you cry?
Or tell me, does he know where your heart lies?
Where it truly lies
Yeah
You should be with him, I let you go from time
You should stay with him
'Cause he seems like he's good for you
And he makes you feel like you should
And all your friends say he's the one
His love for you is true (hey)
But does he know you call me when he sleeps? (No, no)
But does he know the pictures that you keep? (Oh)
But does he know the reasons that you cry?
Or tell me, does he know where your heart lies?
Where it truly lies
Right here with me, babe
Where it truly lies
My bed, babe
Where it truly lies
In my arms, babe
Where it truly lies
(Oh-oh-oh)
Where it truly lies
Where it truly lies
(Hey)
Where it truly lies
I never know where the light will lead me, I just follow and try to capture the scene as it was at that moment. I was not surprised at how light and fog can change a simple road into something from a dream. On this morning the light was darkened by the thick fog creating an eerie world of mystery. I found this small lane off a side road. When the unexpected happens, we must be ready.
We all know frogs go la-di-da-di-da, they don't go mm, mm, ahh. One daylight LED lamp and three LED spotlights, edited in Luminar and macOS Mojave.
Young birches, I walk among them. They grow almost attached to each other, as if seeking refuge from each other to grow big. Now in the fall, they gather the leafy greens back into their trunks to strengthen themselves for the cold winter. I want to strengthen myself too, as I walk past them, I touch each one's smooth body. I believe and hope that some of their vitality and warmth will be transferred to me. For the winter.
ICM, one single exposure.
👱♀️🎧 Somewhere Only We Know (Keane)
Luanes Magical World , Morning Glow (26, 210, 21) - Moderate
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Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is?
Chicago
As I was walking down the street one day
A man came up to me and asked me what the time was that was on my watch, yeah
And I said
Does anybody really know what time it is
Does anybody really care
If so I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to cry
And I was walking down the street one day
A pretty lady looked at me and said her diamond watch had stopped cold dead
And I said
Does anybody really know what time it is
Does anybody really care
If so I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to cry
And I was walking down the street one day
Being pushed and shoved by people trying to beat the clock, oh, no I just don't know
I don't know
And I said, yes I said
People runnin' everywhere
Don't know where to go
Don't know where I am
Can't see past the next step
Don't have time to think past the last mile
Have no time to look around
Just run around, run around and think why
Does anybody really know what time it is
Does anybody really care
If so I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to cry
Songwriters: Robert William Lamm
Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is? lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
The next land I visited on my stroll was the Lower Rhein or Niederrhein, picture here is a Windmill moved from the Spiel area in the county of Düren.
They call this the lower Rhein for a reason, most land here sits below sea level, also due to the high water table and flood rains most of the land suitable for cultivation was too wet to farm or use as pasture but the rest was very fertile due to the flooding action.
This type a mill is called a Bockwindmühle and was used to grind grains into flour, the mill was usually located on the outskirts of a farming community so it could better catch the wind, the miller or Mühlenknecht lived in his mill and was a family run affair.
The miller collected a portion of the finished product as his pay and they were viewed with suspicion by the villagers as they owned no land and were gossiped about for cheating their customers and taking bigger percentages of the flour than they should.
Because there is a high fat content in grain it cannot be kept very long without going rancid after grinding, unlike todays bleached, dried and tasteless flour, this also meant that your grain harvest had to be stored and then brought in weekly in small batches to the miller for grinding also making his mill gossip central.
I took this with my D750 and Tamron SP 24-70mm 2.8 G2 Lens at 70mm 1/25, f/11 ISO 100 processed in LR, Topaz Denoise, PS (Lumenzia curves masks and DXO Nik Color Efex)
Disclaimer: Not trying to be realistic in my editing there is enough realism in the world, my style is a mix of painterly and romanticism as well as a work in progress.
THE SEEKER
I am in a house, I know it well, but I have never been there before. There is no light, just me. The halls are empty, it is without life, without the things to bring it to life, no pictures, no tables, no chairs. It is a bleak house, dark, shadows, and even the light that seeps through the cracks, is dark. In the middle of the room there is foreboding, it is under the floor. I feel my hair stand on end.
I look to the door, the door, into which one must never go.
I stand and know that I can't run, I can't hide, because the dark of the house, is outside too. And I know it's time to leave, but I find myself walking, walking toward the door, the door that I must never open, as it leads to the room, the room into which one must never go.
I am sweating, I want to call out, I am trying to scream, it's primal, but there is no sound, there is no voice. I am unable to call for help. I try to move my arms, but they are frozen.
I am though the door, the room that vibrates with fear, darkness - something is moving in the secret passage, the secret passage that lies beyond the room. It is a narrow corridor, and I am bending to walk into the passage, and it leads to a room above the house, in the attic, I feel the cold, it is icy, and I fear for my very soul - I feel the negative energy that seeping into my skin. I am trying to shout, trying to leave, trying to turn away, wanting to run. A shape emerges out of the wall, it comes to me, draining all the goodness from me, and I feel terrible fear and dread, I want to fight it, but I am helpless, I am powerless, I can't move, but I know now, I must face it, I must fight for my life, and every fibre in me is screaming - and I remember .
I have been here before, and it is always the same, when the presence comes I wake up screaming and sweating, my pulse is racing. I have been through this many times before, and I am shaking and quaking, but I realize - despite these confrontations - I do not wake up dead, just terrified, and I begin to feel that perhaps, perhaps, these is no danger here. I have spent nights telling myself before I fall asleep that if this dream comes to me again, meet fear with love.
Now I know I was dreaming. I am out of the icy house. I am awake, lying in my bed. I am calmer now, I try to move, but nothing happens. I can't move anything, but I can see my room, and I feel a rising panic, and I feel the icy cold. There is someone standing at the end of my bed, staring at me. I am trying to scream and move my arms, to wake up, nothing happens. I see him standing clearly in my room, he has followed me here .
Now I will need to fight, but I can’t move, and he can, what are the rules in this situation, I am powerless. It is terrifying. Move !, Move !, Run ! Nothing. Then I remember “Do not get angry, that gives it power”. I stop struggling, start to calm down. He isn’t moving or doing anything, he never has, he just stands there.
"Hi", I think to myself.
"Can you hear me" it says in a sweet peaceful voice.
Oh that's great, he isn't even hostile, he’s doing his best not to terrify me and here I am like a wild animal, scared of the unknown, that's just great. He has been coming to talk to me, to give me wisdom -but his presence has seemed so terrifying , that he can’t even talk to me. I guess he has been coming and waiting patiently for me to meet him with love, not anger and fear. Well this is embarrassing.
I didn't expect a dialog, and I am now wanting to wake up. It's not fear this time, this guy had a very calm and gentle voice, but James Bond just climbed through my window and I sensed things were only going to go downhill from here.
Note to self, you got to do something about the quality of your dreams - oh, and thanks for the lesson in love and fear.
PS - The next day, many, many years ago - we went swimming with friends in mountain pools. The river water in Africa is dark and you can’t even see your feet in the water. We swam across a large, deep pool. I jumped into a big pothole at the end of the pool. There was a waterfall crashing into one side of it and the sandy bottom felt soothing on my feet. No one else wanted to jump in, and I realized, I had forgotten to be scared. The dream sequence has never returned.
PPS – Lucid dreaming is common, and trying to wake up during a nightmare is too – the immobility comes from your body preventing you from sleepwalking in response to dream situations – so it can feel disturbing while dreaming, but it is a good self preservation mechanism that is there to protect you from real harm. So the fear is gone and I am happy to dream on. And I work with dreams and treat them as an active state. If something is bugging you, think about it before you sleep, it can help resolve while you are off to never, never land
© G P F for All images and text, please do not use without my express permission. From THE Book That Dreams.
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I assume this is a rooftop restaurant, but I don't know. I just liked the lights reflecting on the water tanks.. Maybe my NYC friends might know the name of it. Photo taken at 28th and 6th.
I know that there were autumn-colored leaves all over North Carolina, but we happened to be driving along the Blue Ridge Parkway when I saw this one.
Thanks for looking! Isn't God a great artist?
I know most of you seem to prefer the coloured version when I post both, but the B&W is for my 365 project, which I have decided to do entirely in B&W (apart from one blue one...) - it is a challenge to get the conversion looking just so!! I am enjoying myself with this project! 365project.org/peterscherub2/365
You know, I can be light and soft in your hands..
I can caress your lips..your eyes and you will feel my smooth touch...
Hold me tight with your fingers...
Hold me like a feather in your hands
and dont blow on me, because then I fly.
- Ledi -
I don't know if it's out of focus or not, but I think the wind and the rain are to blame for the small drama of the scene and not my tripod, nor my eye. I got merrily drenched in water. The trees and lampposts were moving, it could be the blur, unwanted
No se si esta desenfocada o no, pero el viento y la lluvia creo que son los culpables del pequeño dramatismo de la escena y no mi tripode, ni mi ojo. Me puse alegremente empapado de agua. Los arboles y farolas se movian puede que sea el desenfoque , no deseado
As you know it’s rare for me to post a black and white photo as I usually find myself thinking that the colour version is so much prettier. Then there’s the other reason- can’t possibly post that B&W version as there’s so many of the you post far superior monochrome images. But sometimes it’s just worth trying at least I suppose, so this is a B&W image of the bluebells that I posted a few weeks ago. I did find it quite interesting though that the blue turned white.
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I know not another 1 but its a blackcap.Taken years but finally a male out of the shrubs.
The blackcap is a distinctive greyish warbler, the male has a black cap, and the female a chestnut one. Its delightful fluting song has earned it the name 'northern nightingale'. Although primarily a summer visitor birds from Germany and north-east Europe are increasingly spending the winter in the UK.
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Regards Clive
I know I post a lot of rail images but then their a favourite of mine and close to my home in Ohiwa so why not?
Not an easy bird to catch unaware and quickly departs once alerted but a challenge to get good clean images.
i know several of you have one of these, hope this meets your standards
the MUSIC: Riders On The Storm