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As you know the "Golden" gate bridge is not literally golden or is golden in color ... which made me think about this concept !
I thought doing a very long exposure and catching the particularly yellow/white reflections of passing cars' headlights might fix that problem ! So I headed to the vista point at night and after a few tries with different durations and white balances I managed to get the Golden Gate to look Golden, as it should have in the first place (!).
It was a particularly cold night and I couldn't feel my hands after this, so I really hope you enjoy this one !
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We all know Tír na nÓg, mostly know by “The land of Eternal Youth”, where illness and death doesn't exist, youth and beauty are eternal because time is abolished there.
To go in this amazing place, you may be chosen by a magnificent white horse, he can cross oceans and lands.
Be careful if you ride on his back, he will take you straight into the sea and you can never come back to land again.
Come with me to Tír na nÓg.
So honored to have made the advertising photos for this amazing product, thank you again for your trust Jess ♥
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I know where he is going, I have an image of Pelican Island (well that is what I call it) but there is an island that is just a couple hundred yards off shore where I am finding there are tons of pelican nests. He must be going to settle in for the night. I have a photo of Pelican Island, but its not a very good one. Maybe I will post in a few days.
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♫♪♫ ... Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you've been faithful
Oh, give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you've been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
Everybody knows... ♪♫♫
We don't know how it happened, we first saw Billy on top of the aviary with its broken bill, then the following days he/she came down trying unsuccessfully to eat the food that we daily give to the stork colony. Now Billy is being fed until he/she will be strong enough to face the surgery for the application of a prosthesis.
I know, this is mad! It started out as colours reflected in a CD. Then it got wound up in the RollWorld app, then mirrored and the colours changed, the rolled up again. Did I leave anything out? Well, make of it what you will and HSS!
This will be our last post for a bit, see you all soon. We’ll drop in when I can while we are on our travels.
You just never know when you're going to get a chance to get a special capture. I had very little expectations today - and then the house thermostat broke. So I stopped late in the afternoon to do a Lowe's curbside pick-up and as I drive through the JC Penny parking lot I see a dozen birds feeding in a tree - hmph - I figure they must be Robins. I decide to take a closer look - mother-of-pearl, one of my favorite birds - Cedar Waxwings. Oh yeah, this day just got immensely better. .
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I had to buy some chocolate cakes for "Chocolate Cake Day", over on the 119 in 2019 challenge … I know I could have made some, but it's so much easier to buy them :))
The girls are certainly to a manner born. i recently traced their pedigrees back to pre-1900. They come from a long line of show Poodles. If I didn't know better, I'd guess that they were whelped on a grooming table!
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THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO:
So far there's only been one photo in my gallery that hasn't been taken in my garden ('The Flame Rider', captured in the Maggia Valley: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/53563448847/in/datepo... ) - which makes the image above the second time I've "strayed from the path" (although not very far, since the photo was taken only approximately 500 meters from my house).
Overall, I'll stick to my "only-garden rule", but every once in a while I'll show you a little bit of the landscape around my village, because I think it will give you a better sense of just how fascinating this region is, and also of its history.
The title I chose for the photo may seem cheesy, and it's certainly not very original, but I couldn't think of another one, because it's an honest reflection of what I felt when I took it: a profound sense of peace - although if you make it to the end of this text you'll realize my relationship with that word is a bit more complicated.
I got up early that day; it was a beautiful spring morning, and there was still a bit of mist in the valley below my village which I hoped would make for a few nice mood shots, so I quickly grabbed my camera and went down there before the rising sun could dissolve the magical layer on the scenery.
Most human activity hadn't started yet, and I was engulfed in the sounds of the forest as I was walking the narrow trail along the horse pasture; it seemed every little creature around me wanted to make its presence known to potential mates (or rivals) in a myriad of sounds and voices and noises (in case you're interested, here's a taste of what I usually wake up to in spring, but you best use headphones: www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfoCTqdAVCE )
Strolling through such an idyllic landscape next to grazing horses and surrounded by birdsong and beautiful trees, I guess it's kind of obvious one would feel the way I described above and choose the title I did, but as I looked at the old stone buildings - the cattle shelter you can see in the foreground and the stable further up ahead on the right - I also realized how fortunate I was.
It's hard to imagine now, because Switzerland is one of the wealthiest countries in the world today, but the men and women who had carried these stones and constructed the walls of these buildings were among the poorest in Europe. The hardships the people in some of the remote and little developed valleys in Ticino endured only a few generations ago are unimaginable to most folks living in my country today.
It wasn't uncommon that people had to sell their own kids as child slaves - the girls had to work in factories or in rice fields, the boys as "living chimney brushes" in northern Italy - just because there wasn't enough food to support the whole family through the harsh Ticino winters.
If you wonder why contemporary Swiss historians speak of "slaves" as opposed to child laborers, it's because that's what many of them actually were: auctioned off for a negotiable prize at the local market, once sold, these kids were not payed and in many cases not even fed by their masters (they had to beg for food in the streets or steal it).
Translated from German Wikipedia: ...The Piazza grande in Locarno, where the Locarno Film Festival is held today, was one of the places where orphans, foundlings and children from poor families were auctioned off. The boys were sold as chimney sweeps, the girls ended up in the textile industry, in tobacco processing in Brissago or in the rice fields of Novara, which was also extremely hard work: the girls had to stand bent over in the water for twelve to fourteen hours in all weathers. The last verse of the Italian folk song 'Amore mio non piangere' reads: “Mamma, papà, non piangere, se sono consumata, è stata la risaia che mi ha rovinata” (Mom, dad, don't cry when I'm used up, it was the rice field that destroyed me.)... de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaminfegerkinder
The conditions for the chimney sweeps - usually boys between the age of 8 and 12 (or younger, because they had to be small enough to be able to crawl into the chimneys) - were so catastrophic that many of them didn't survive; they died of starvation, cold or soot in their lungs - as well as of work-related accidents like breaking their necks when they fell, or suffocatig if they got stuck in inside a chimney. This practice of "child slavery" went on as late as the 1950s (there's a very short article in English on the topic here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spazzacamini and a more in depth account for German speakers in this brief clip: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gda8vZp_zsc ).
Now I don't know if the people who built the old stone houses along my path had to sell any of their kids, but looking at the remnants of their (not so distant) era I felt an immense sense of gratitude that I was born at a time of prosperity - and peace - in my region, my country and my home. Because none of it was my doing: it was simple luck that decided when and where I came into this world.
It also made me think of my own family. Both of my grandparents on my father's side grew up in Ticino (they were both born in 1900), but while they eventually left Switzerland's poorest region to live in its richest, the Kanton of Zurich, my grandfather's parents relocated to northern Italy in the 1920s and unfortunately were still there when WWII broke out.
They lost everything during the war, and it was their youngest daughter - whom I only knew as "Zia" which means "aunt" in Italian - who earned a little money to support herself and my great-grandparents by giving piano lessons to high-ranking Nazi officers and their kids (this was towards the end of the war when German forces had occupied Italy).
I never knew that about her; Zia only very rarely spoke of the war, but one time when I visited her when she was already over a 100 years old (she died at close to 104), I asked her how they had managed to survive, and she told me that she went to the local prefecture nearly every day to teach piano. "And on the way there would be the dangling ones" she said, with a shudder.
I didn't get what she meant, so she explained. Visiting the city center where the high ranking military resided meant she had to walk underneath the executed men and women who were hanging from the lantern posts along the road (these executions - often of civilians - were the Germans' retaliations for attacks by the Italian partisans).
I never forgot her words - nor could I shake the look on her face as she re-lived this memory. And I still can't grasp it; my house in Ticino is only 60 meters from the Italian border, and the idea that there was a brutal war going on three houses down the road from where I live now in Zia's lifetime strikes me as completely surreal.
So, back to my title for the photo above. "Peace". It's such a simple, short word, isn't it? And we use it - or its cousin "peaceful" - quite often when we mean nice and quiet or stress-free. But if I'm honest I don't think I know what it means. My grandaunt Zia did, but I can't know. And I honestly hope I never will.
I'm sorry I led you down such a dark road; I usually intend to make people smile with the anecdotes that go with my photos, but this one demanded a different approach (I guess with this latest image I've strayed from the path in more than one sense, and I hope you'll forgive me).
Ticino today is the region with the second highest average life expectancy in Europe (85.2 years), and "The Human Development Index" of 0.961 in 2021 was one of the highest found anywhere in the world, and northern Italy isn't far behind. But my neighbors, many of whom are now in their 90s, remember well it wasn't always so.
That a region so poor it must have felt like purgatory to many of its inhabitants could turn into something as close to paradise on Earth as I can imagine in a person's lifetime should make us all very hopeful. But, and this is the sad part, it also works the other way 'round. And I believe we'd do well to remember that, too.
To all of you - with my usual tardiness but from the bottom of my heart - a happy, healthy, hopeful 2025 and beyond.
...i know the blue´s :-)
Yello - Bostich (Live In Berlin / 2016)
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made with stable diffusion,topaz and photoshop.
(2/52)
i know i said i'd be more creative with this project, but it's hard to actually do that.
maybe next week.
today's my brothers birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCAMP.
cake is nice, cake is good
my mum deboxed her yout after nearly 4 years hehe
shes so beautiful
due to that, i took no photos. (of dolls, anyway) this was taken this week but it lacks any sort of amazingness. like every other photo of mine
oh well
...i need to stop doing my 52 weeks projects at the last minute
i'm not sure if this is still ddw, or people even still do it, but i liked this with the extra photo :)
meanwhile flickrs gone insane O_o
see you next week!
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When you know a bit about the Algarve and think of Albufeira, the connotation of "tourism" automatically comes to mind. Yes, Albufeira is an extremely lively and touristy place. According to some data, the population increases from about 14,000 to 300,000 during the summer season. In winter, however, you can see the beach almost empty at sunset. And the white buildings of the town shine in this warm light and suggest a visit to one of the local restaurants.
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I know I said no more panning shots for a bit but I couldn't resist. Big thank you to the rider who spotted me and made the shot by giving me a cheeky smile:)
Now we know it, this smal shrimp us a habitat from Sand with rotten wood.
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Fleece and lichen.
Did you know... Lichens are the best indicators of air pollution since they can't live in areas with concentration of sulphur dioxide in air. Hence, we can say that Lichens are the best indicators of Air Pollution. If there are no lichens present, the air quality is very poor.
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We're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinkin' of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it
Inside, we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
And if you ask me how I'm feeling
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching, but you're too shy to say it
Inside, we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
-"Never Gonna Give You Up" by Rick Astley
Did you know?
"The name "hog" is synonymous with Harley-Davidson bikes, and though you might expect it to have something to do with their imposing, hulking size (or sound), in reality, the nickname was adopted because Harley racing team member Ray Weishaar owned a piglet, which became the team's mascot. After winning competitions, team members would take a victory lap with their porcine mascot." Rich Duprey (TMFCop) Jun 6, 2017 at 7:32AM
Spotted in Hawaii
Most of you know by now how I love 'playing' with light, a never ending beautiful challenge, food for my creative soul, which I so desperately need at the moment...
Each flower or object, most definitely people, seem to have a different 'personality' which I'm trying to capture.
Alstroemeria, the genus named after the Swedish baron Alströmer who brought them back from a trip to South America in 1753.
Also called the Peruvian Lily or Inca Lily, is a South American genus of about 50 species of flowering plants.
The flower, which resembles a miniature lily, is very popular for bouquets and flower arrangements in the commercial cut flower trade.
They have a vase life of about two weeks.
With love to you and thank you for ALL your faves and comments, M, (* _ *)
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I know that life may seem a bit strange at times
But through all of the pain confusion you have to remain divine
Do all that you can do to heal and change inside
Know and understand that even
Flowers have to endure the rain at times
Beautiful sunflower, sunflower soul
You haven't been yourself since some time ago
Beautiful sunflower, sunflower soul
You have to learn to let go and forgive
In order for the sunshine to show
I want you to know that things get better with time
But in the meantime you have to stop
Seeing yourself through irrelevant eyes
May you shine like the Light that has
Brought you forth from the heavenly sky's
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Triggred with CLS using pop-up flash
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I know its a bit cliche but have you ever been driving on a road trip and something catches your eye that just expresses how you are feeling at the time. I saw this and turned around after doing 100ks on the lonely road to my destination and thought I had to shoot this as it really did reflect how im feeling and hopefully it is an image that you enjoy. Currently with the situation of covid and isolation ive been struggling with work as most of my income involves travelling interstate and overseas. Ive had to rethink my whole approach to photography and life in order to make ends meet and keep my family happy and comfortable.
I know I hurt your nose and I m sorry but I couldn't let you pull my hair ... - that's what she said once he by mistake broke her glasses.
The best fights are those where laughters are the main topic.
This was a day to remember oppa, and we have so many in the past and others left to the future.
Location: ° At The Green Story <- click to get the landmark
...""" Anthony Lazaro - When You Need a Friend """...
I wish I was there
Holding your hand
In the deep of the night
When you need a friend
Cause I know these last winters
Have been hard on your soul
It began from your cheeks
Then your smile slowly froze
And I know that you feel
You can't do this no more
When your life skips a beat
It's the heart that keeps score
But soon you'll wake up
And you're gonna be fine
Stumbling by chance
By our old secret spot
Where we used to play Dylan
Every day/night until dark
Now I know you were right
When you said with a smile
“This summer will be
The best of our life”
And I know that you feel
This ain't true anymore
Your life has mistreated you
And your soul has kept score
These are long gloomy days
And some cold-hearted nights
But with a help from a friend
You will take back your life
Remember that summer
I got drunk, almost drowning
You jumped in the water
Caught me breathless and laughing
And I'll never forget
That helping hand
So here I am now
When you need a friend
You know where this is, you've seen it before. This shot is used in all the promotional material for Japan. After seeing it so many times, I'd argue this shot symbolizes Japan (on a photographic level at least). Hence my title choice, which is one of the primary nicknames for the country. It's truly unbelievable that this island nation has THE longest history in the world, one of the most respectable cultures, managed to preserve it's strength through centuries of self isolation, has some of the most beautiful landscapes in both urban and natural backgrounds. And on a personal note, the strive for perfectionism in Japan is inspiring to no end. And Shinto is one of the better religions I've had the privilege to research. Japan is a near perfect country.
This shot however, is not. I'm actually a little embarrassed to release it in this state. So why is it here at all? The conditions for getting this shot, I would not allow myself to walk away from this one. Up before dawn to get "the rising sun", the road up to Arakurayama was closed. I'm no hiker, so walking up all those flights of stairs might have been one of the most grueling and physically demanding things I've had to do in this country (even Fushimi wasn't as tiring as this).
On top of that, I made the massive mistake to shoot this with a slow shutter, even with a tripod there were many problems. Every angle I got here had a problem of random blurs of light. I had to balance out the clarity and the noise reducer in editing, and certain pieces are still out of proportion. This is still the best angle I got here and this is as good as this image is going to get. I was actually a little worried it would look like an AI image when I was finally done with it. My associate said I was overexaggerating and that it was fine so I uploaded it anyway. But I will gladly hit this location again in the future, I must never lose the strive for perfection, at all of these places and angles.
You know how it is, some pictures are easy to take, just point and shoot, but others are a little more challenging.
So, here I was crouching down beneath a cliff, up to my ankles in water, hiding behind boulders to keep out of the way of other Togs, in the pouring rain and just praying the effort would be worthwhile.
The other Togs were showing varying levels of commitment - or stupidity depending on your point of view. Two were sticking with it, one young lad was understandably reluctant to get his new camera out from its protective bin-bag wrapper, and the other two baled out early to go and photograph a toad.
These are a lovely set of falls, especially when the flow is good. Definitely worth a visit, whatever the weather!
Monument to Grand Prince of Kyiv Volodymyr the Great, built in 1853, is the oldest sculptural monument and one of the city's symbols.
Tofu knows the strange kitty already but it had been on the porch for years before I moved it down into the garden some time ago. Apparently Tofu still doesn't know if he likes this ...
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As you know by now, I love when artists use music to tell a story, weaving the music and the lyrics into a tale filled with emotion and colours. Don McLean is one of those Artists who masterfully achieve this. Vincent is an Ode to the dutch painter Vincent Van Gogh (1853 - 1890). He struggled with mental illness all through his life and died at his own hands at the age of just 37. During his life, he barely sold any of his paintings. Which makes the fact that these days they are worth millions kind of a cruel joke. Don McLean weaved numerous paintings of VanGogh into his Lyrics, which is another nice touch
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy, linen land
Now, I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now, I understand, what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now, I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
"...And I know that you care for me.
So I don't feel alone,
Or the weight of the stone,
Now that I've found somewhere safe
To bury my bone.
And any fool knows a dog needs a home,
A shelter from pigs on the wing." -Pink Floyd
……I’d just taken these golden flakes of onion out of the Rayburn, they smelt so yummy and I thought ‘I bet they’d look good up close too’! The perfect ingredient for this weeks Macro Mondays Frame Filling theme!! It was Roast Beef this week & I always add a few flakes to the gravy - delicious Sunday Roast. Happy Macro Monday to all on Flickr, each flake is circa 10mm & the whole image about the size of a credit card. Cold beef & Salad out of the garden today. Alan:-) HMM.....
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I know had had not the best conditions for a filter test but nevertheless I wanted to test my new filters.
Here is the result.
I used the CPL, the ND 1000 and the GND 0,9 filter at the same time. There is no color shift at all and the resolution is fantastic. my first impression is that Nisi make fantastic filters.
I know this shot is "technically" poor due to the business of the bird's chosen perch, but I honestly like the look, especially where this Blackstart chose to land in one of the few exposed spots with a clear shot. It makes the bird look self-contained and perplexed as it figures out its next move. Let me know what you think about this shot, I've got a few more from this general area and will (Hopefully) continue trying with these and migrant songbirds in the coming weeks.
Nikon d500 & 200-500mm f/5.6
ISO: 3200
F-stop: f/5.6
Exposure: 1/800
(Note: Topaz denoise used to reduce background noise).