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Seattle Chinese Garden
Seattle, WA
To see more photos and read details about the Seattle Chinese Garden, check out my blog post Seattle Gardens to Visit in the Winter and Year Round
“Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.”
Hal Borland
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So many things are changing....
My portfolio for NCAD was finally dropped in today- thank God, more time for taking photos! The second I handed it over I skipped on my merry way to Templebar for some me and my camera moments, mmmm
So now its just a matter of waiting, and waiting, and waiting some more to see if I get in or not, and do I even want to go? Decisions i really dont like em..
Knowing when to back off and let the image stand on it's own depends on how far the artist wishes to take it. After over twenty layers(I lost count)using Topaz Impression and PSE-11 I feel that I've been able to bring this image alive without distracting to much from the original image.
Knowing I had one last solid chance for the circus train I wanted to make it count. I had thought weeks in advance about doing Crosswell, and thankfully the timing worked well.
Here the last circus train to run across the piedmont mainline crosses the Saluda river at Crosswell (Greenville, SC) with Paris mountain in the distance.
It has been over two thousand years to date since the Lord Jesus Christ came to the earth and was nailed to the cross in the likeness of sinful flesh to serve as a sin offering for us all. The disposition of love, mercy and forbearance of the Lord Jesus Christ is far beyond the reach of us corrupt humans. Therefore, His name was spread and praised and has become known to all, and many people have belief in and reverence for Him. Here is a question, God is so supreme, so why would He deliberately choose such a normal, ordinary form to come amongst man and perform His work? Read the gospel testimony article and to learn “Why Did the Lord Jesus Work Amongst Man in an Ordinary Form?”
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Knowing how much I love Cedar Waxwings and how infrequently I get to see them, my friend Stephanie alerted me when a small flock showed up in her yard recently! It was a thrilling but challenging shoot, as they dove deep into the thick, shady berry bushes for a meal!
knowing only the northern Steiermark, one of the federal states of Austria, we wanted to see its capital Graz with its famous and beautiful old town - and some modern contrasts, too
Zaha Hadid's apartment house, a controversial contrast
Blindly, I came to you, knowing you'd breathe new light from within.
-Find Me by Boyce Avenue. Go listen to it. Seriously. They're lyrical geniuses.
My face looks retarded. :P hahaha
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December 20, 2009
What are my own personal favourite photographs of 2013? May's photograph here.
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Knowing the size of this bird you can appreciate the paper thin depth of field in this image. Plus the amount of lighting needed to illuminate the entire bird from all sides.
...lest we would sift it down
into fractions, and facts –
certainties –
and what the soul is, also
I believe I will never quite know.
Though I play at the edges of knowing,
truly I know
our part is not knowing,
but looking, and touching, and loving,
which is the way I walked on,
softly,
through the pale-pink morning light.
[from "Bone" by Mary Oliver]
EXPLORE: Mar 3/13 #232
Knowing that the Sandhill Cranes didn't fly into the Whitewater Draw refuge here in Southeast Arizona until around 11:30 we arrived shortly after 11am without a bird in the sky. Within 15 minutes of our arrival they started flying in by the hundreds...it was certainly a 'sight to behold' not to mention the music that filled the sky.
Knowing about 3 northbound trains this morning, we made the out of the way trip to Mystic to shoot the last 2 northbound trains. 181 and 659 would meet 180 at Sewall, lending alot of scanner traffic to keep us updated on this traffic. Here the MMX train 181 passes thru Mystic with 4200 feet of traffic bound for Chicago. The neat water tower here dates back to the MILW days, and might of been used for steam engines.
I have a few things to say about this movie... When I saw its previews, I got a totally different idea of what it was going to be. But I did like the actual plot, pretty innovative. It is not a new concept in literature, but you do not see it taken to movies very often. I was impressed the director went this direction. And I do like Nicolas Cage's acting. But - such sad, sad and depressing movie :(
For just a little while we have the power,
Given at the moment of our birth,
To manifest the care of the Creator
Upon these darkly shadowed plains of earth.
Only for the the spanning of a lifetime,
Be that long, or tiny-heartbeat short,
We may touch the essence of another
And gift away the love which we have brought.
With passing years, the soul may not remember
Those larger realms, eternal and divine
From whence it came. And be content to linger
And feast on coarser bread and lesser wine.
Thus we may use up the hours and minutes,
The days and months of our alloted time,
Wrapped within a dark cocoon of doing,
Doubting there's a reason in the rhyme.
Until some yearning, shuttered by the senses,
Breaks illusion's bonds, to rise in flight,
Awakening a deep subconscious knowing
That all are One, and Life is Love and Light.
- Tricia Sturgeon
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After knowing my big passion to gardening and plants my flickr friend Henry (www.flickr.com/photos/29675262@N04/) send me bulbs of these beautiful Hippeastrum in April , they were seven different varieties four of them flowered in end of May, they were never in my garden before, they are more beautiful than i imagine, Henry these flowers are for you, once again thanks a lot
5:100
I walked in and out of this room several times within minutes. Until I finally stopped and tried to figure out why I wanted to be there. I saw the light from the window, the fall of the curtains and the out of place chair. And I wanted to sit there and simply soak up the moment.
Sometimes the image doesn't have to be typical. It just has to fulfill it's purpose.
Happy Wednesday.
You can see the reflection of me in Flynn's eyes here & you may be able to make out that I had one hand up over my head. I was clutching a teeny tiny clump of red dirt... & Flynn thought that was HIGHLY exciting, hence the wide-eyed look of anticipation! A second later, I threw the precious dirt & Flynn vanished back off into the long grass, chasing after it.
Flynn never tries to catch, or pick up mud, or pebbles - which I also sometimes use as "toys" - but he loves chasing them... His willingness to run after literally anything you can throw comes in handy especially handy during this time of year, when it's so easy to lose balls etc, in waist-high meadow grass, or, even worse, in the crops. Flynn is actually pretty good at sniffing out lost toys. He likes using his nose & can be directed into a roughly the right area to search but still, it's all too easy for toys to get dropped & then disappear beneath the tangle of plants, or, in farmland, to simply be inaccessible!
There's nothing more annoying than knowing where a toy landed or was dropped, but not being able to persuade Flynn to find it & not being able to get it myself, because that would involve trampling all over the crops! Flynn is free to go prancing off through the wheat fields but unless I want an irate farmer to come chase me off their land, I, as the clumsy, stompy human, have to stick to the paths! So, yes, currently, Flynn is doing a lot of mud & pebble chasing :)
Seoul, South Korea
Very pleased to have my second feature in The Chicago Center for Literature and Photography's publication. You can see it
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Knowing that this week's theme at The Photo Forum is 'shooting through' I went looking yesterday for elements through which I could shoot.
Happy Bench Monday!
We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no one can tell us were wrong
Searchin our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield
Youre beggin me to go, youre makin me stay
Why do you hurt me so bad?
It would help me to know
Do I stand in your way, or am I the best thing youve had?
Believe me, believe me, I cant tell you why
But Im trapped by your love, and Im chained to your side
We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no one can tell us were wrong
Searchin our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield
Were losing control
Will you turn me away or touch me deep inside?
And before this gets old, will it still feel the same?
Theres no way this will die
But if we get much closer, I could lose control
And if your heart surrenders, youll need me to hold
We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no one can tell us were wrong
Searchin our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield
We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no one can tell us were wrong
Searchin our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield
NOT TAKEN BY ME ...
It wasn't such a great Winter for the resident koi in the conservatory - they all died after a water change in their pool. And the frogs in the next room were rumored to be absent, as well. But they're fine - you just have to take your time looking through the moss and duck weed on the wooden dividers. :)
Cheerleaders put on show for 2ID Soldiers
Story by: Sgt. Scott Kim 1HBCT PAO
Soldiers were given a little something extra for the Holidays as the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders performed their Annual Christmas Concert sponsored by the United Service Organization Dec. 29 at Carey Gym on Camp Casey.
The concert was a Vegas-style dance show with lots of costume changes and music ranging from country to hip hop, all to entertain Soldiers and uplift spirits during the holiday season.
Although the cheerleaders themselves missed the holidays in order to come to Korea, many feel that performing for the troops was well worth the sacrifice.
“This is my very first USO tour and it’s been everything I’ve imagined and more,” said Meagan Sharp, a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader. “It’s been great meeting everybody and see them smile knowing that we brought the a little bit of home to them over Christmas and New Years.”
The cheerleaders gave an energizing and spectacular performance which was extremely well received by Soldiers especially during the audience participation parts.
“They pulled me onstage, told me to stand at parade rest and said I couldn’t move no matter what they did, which was to dance around me,” said Pfc. Anthony Thompkins, a food service specialist for Gulf Co. 302nd BSB. “It was the best experience of my life!”
Along with dancing and trivia from the Cowboys Cheerleaders, Family Morale Welfare and Recreation along with Maj. Gen. John W. Morgan III, commanding general of the 2ID and Lt. Col. Donald Meisler, garrison commander for Camp Casey recognized three Soldiers, Capt. Lauren Shaw, operations officer for 2ID Provost Marshal’s office, Staff Sgt. Kathleen Hedges, a health care specialist for HHC 1st BSTB and Spc. Devin Monroe, a fire support specialist for HHC 2-9 Inf.
Shaw and Hedges were recognized for being on the All-Army Softball team as well as the All-Forces Softball team while Monroe was awarded Athlete of the Year for his participation on Camp Casey’s Flag Football Team.
For some of the cheerleaders it was a particularly touching tour as their own loved ones have served at some time or another.
“I had an uncle in the Marines and I always looked up to him but I never really understood did until I came here,” said Nicole Hamilton, a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader. “Now I have an even greater respect for the military and I can see his (her uncle’s) aspect on things.”
The Soldiers and cheerleaders alike are grateful for the support and sacrifice each makes to the other in order to help them along with whatever it is they do, whether it’s on the field of battle or at a football game.
“I feel good personally knowing that I did my part to make somebody happy, keep them motivated and keep them going,” Hamilton said. “We love the troops and this is our way of giving back to them for all their sacrifice.”
Photo By: Sgt. Scott Kim, 1st HBCT PAO
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The Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders put on their Annual Christmas Variety Show sponsored by United Service Organizations for the Soldiers of 2ID Dec. 29 at Carey Gym on Camp Casey.
To learn more about the US Army in Korea visit us online at imcom.korea.army.mil
a clippety clop it goes
this nagging knowingness
a drip-dropping aloneness
a still-of-night remoteness
a head-flopping heaviness
this nagging knowingness
a shrunken world below us
a carved out hollowness within us
this socketless electricity
this unyearned-for-loss
a clippety clop it goes
a clippety clop it goes
this nagging knowingness
it can end
this nagging knowingness it can end
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Don't know what this is, and if anyone does, I'd appreciate knowing. It was growing up between the rocks along the shoreline of 13th Lake.
Knowing that even there, deep down, you'll only belong to me and even when the time comes, I'll be crazy about you.
[Credits]
- Head: LeLutka Skyler
- Body: Belleza Jake
- Skin: [Avarosa] Eoh Skin
- Lips: MUDSKIN - Hyunjin Lip
- Shirt: .Altered State. // Vlad Outfit
- Harness: NOCHE. Chad Shibari Chest Harness Essentials
- Gloves: NOCHE. Bill Essential Gloves
“Knowing others is wisdom, knowing yourself is Enlightenment. - Lao Tzu”
Macro Monday project – 04/07/14
"the Office"
Welcome to the world little seal. This is an archive photo from 2012. Seals deliver their pups on the beach and after bonding and nursing them, pups are left alone while the mom goes out to sea to feed. Sometimes people think the pups have been abandon and try to help not knowing the mother will be back in a few hours.
“Knowing Is Not Enough; We Must Apply. Wishing Is Not Enough; We Must Do.” – Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
This is another shot from last week, but there were so many cute ones, I just had to post another. Her little knowing smile here just cracks me up. More in comments.
Happy Shades of Yellow Friday. I hope everyone enjoys the start to their weekend.
Knowing that Milwaukee's F's weren't going to last forever, we waited for the eastbound train led by an A-B-B-A set to pull past B-17 on its way into Bensenville Yard on July 25, 1976. Lead unit 119C, an F7A, was retired just over a year later, during August, 1976.
Jim Lewnard photo, Joe Lewnard collection.
Knowing I had a free afternoon today I'd been keeping a close eye on the weather forecast all weekend. Turns out they were right for today - it was glorious. So after teaching I headed straight to Steart to see if I could catch up with the Shorties again - at least 2 seen throughout the afternoon hunting over the saltmarsh.
I got myself hunkered down against a fence post at a corner of a field - and tried to remain below the height of the fence. I know these can be quite confiding at times however I thought I'd maximise my chances by keeping low to the horizon and staying put (I must admit I love the whole business of stalking (no smart remarks thanks) and experimenting with fieldcraft, it completely absorbs me and I'm intensely 'there' - I love it!)
I'm pleased with the progression in the shots and the experience provides more food for thought with regard to possible new lenses - of course dosh is going to be primary deciding factor as to whether I get anything new or not. We'll see.
Can be Large-ified.
In a world where AI feeds our desire for instant gratification as soon as we have a thought or need, it is grounding and humbling to walk in a place that is impervious to the wishes of man. Created by time and the most natural of elements, water and earth, a beauty emerges that is wondrous in its impossibility. Man's interference is not welcome or wanted here. Here patience is respected. The Navajo understood the sacredness of this space, knowing that there are things larger and greater than themselves.
In the months before going to Iceland the crashed DC-3 at Solheimasandur was added to my shopping list of things and places to see and rated as a 10/10. Immediately before the trip this had dropped to 7/10 in preference to other attractions and the fact that it was at least two miles from the car park over a flat, featureless moonscape that Gary was suggesting we should do at night....in freezing rain, knowing him.....and a gale.
But we arrived there during the day. Having parked the car against a snow drift we went to the start of the walk through a gate put there to stop people driving across to the plane.
By the gate was a sign which blatantly warned us the walk would take 3-4 hours.
"King hell!" was our joint exclamation. had we seriously misjudged the distance on Google Map. Could it be so far? Sure enough we saw a straggly line out across the snowy, frozen landscape. Just when you thought you had seen the most distant, microscopic dots of walkers, dark on the white horizon, you spotted a couple more, impossibly far away.
There was a bus. It was over the horizon. A ship of the glacier, an enormous 8 x 8 drive MAN ex-German army truck. With such power even it had snow chains on it's massive wheels. The sign said it was an expensive ride.
So we walked. And walked. And walked. And when we thought we must be getting near we spotted more walkers even tinier on the horizon.
We did get there after about 45 minutes. Delayed by the need for a pee about half way. Decency dictated that we should find something to prevent outraging other walkers. But where? The landscape is totally flat and utterly barren. There was one large rock thirty yards off the trail. It stuck out like a sore thumb. Yet it was only about three feet long and about nine inches tall and partially snow covered. It seemed silly to pee 'behind' it but we did because it was the right place to do it.
The plane wreck lies where the plateau falls away to the coast, so we arrived to look down on a scene out of the movie "Eaten Alive" of a crashed aircraft in snowy mountains, and some 'survivors' standing around the nose and tail of the aircraft wondering what to do next when they got hungry.
They seemed to linger, reluctant to start the walk back. But they did in a long straggly line back to the other horizon. We didn't. As soon as that big bus lumbered down to us we jumped on it. We didn't give a stuff what it cost for the return journey. As we gleefully waved down at the knackered walkers who looked up as the leviathan swept past them.
Two mile bus journey? How much was it Gary?