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Seeing Double? ... If you think you have seen this before, you have! I accidentally deleted my first post while thinking I was only deleting it from the map (if you are curious, this was shot in Toronto, ON!). My sincere apologies to all those who took the time to fave and comment, (I had read each one and thanked you all).
HMM Everyone.
Posted for Macro Mondays Theme - Less is More
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For Smile on Saturday. I hope this fits the theme. I love these wild carrot flowers. The light seems to rest on them so beautifully. This one is just about to burst into bloom.
Color Line is coming, soon about to dock, cars and people hurrying off to their destinations, new people onboard and then she is more or less leaving at once the last car is inside the ship. Impressive sight for sure!
Less than 10 minutes up the path from the more well known Russell Falls in Tasmania is Horseshoe Falls, which is a much smaller waterfall with two drops and the ability to get very close to the action.
I visited on a near freezing morning in late October and was amazed by the colour and composition of both the waterfall and the rainforest itself.
We made a boattrip on this beautiful river. It was very calm and peaceful. However, the other side of the river is not safe for foreigners and more or less forbidden area. But, being on this river felt so peaceful, with no other traffic and only some birds and hippo's watching us. Time must have stood still here for hundreds of years, at least, that was how it felt.
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Smile On Saturday 15.9.2018 "Mini in Minimalism"
Macro Mondays 26.2. "Less than an inch"
Focus stack from 27 shots
60mm macro lens with extension tube 31mm
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In the gloom of this night of bright sweet dark light
You hear the voice of my memory just walking slowly
You hear the memory of those who would like to die trying
Oh how I wish, oh how I wish I loved you less.....
~ Concha Buika, Oro Santo (English Translation)
Slightly less Common Trifecta.
Roseate Spoonbill, Common Gallinule and Blue-winged Teal at Sheerness Pool in Bombay Hook NWR.
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It's when you are down on the ground you see it all
What kind of perspective do we have on our lives
We want this and that and never gets satisfied
Less is more is something we may learn as the years go by
Yes, I suddenly felt at least like 60 now
Goldenrod and the end of Summer at Edwin B. Forsythe National Wildlife Refuge, Oceanville, NJ, USA
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If you have lost a loved one, know that because of the Conservation of Energy, their energy has not died. Remember the First Law of Thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed. All their energy, every vibration, every BTU of heat, every wave of every particle that was your loved one remains with you in this world. Know that amid energies of the cosmos, they gave as good as they got.
All the photons that have ever bounced off their face, all the particles whose paths were interrupted by their happiness, by the touch of their hair, hundreds of trillions of particles, have raced off like children, their ways forever changed by the one you love. And as you grieve, know that the photons that bounced from them were gathered in the particle detectors that are your eyes, that those photons created within their constellations of electromagnetically charged neurons whose energy will go on forever.
According to the Law of the Conservation of Energy, not a bit of them is gone; they're just less orderly.
-Adaptation of "Eulogy from a Physicist" by Aaron Freeman
It's funny how such creatures, simplistic in so many ways, can inhabit personalities more complex and deep by comparison to the shallow, murky waters of the WalMart kiddie pools that some human beings are made of. He was my shadow, my sentinel, my buddy, my pal. Little did I know that this Valentine's Day gift from an ex would lead to a lasting companionship who's absence is felt, even to this day.
Some people would scoff and say "Oh, it's just a cat." As heartless as those people are, he was so much more than the sum of himself. He probably would've followed me through the Gates of Hell and back, if I'd let him... and give them a piece of his mind in the process, since he was a chatterbox.
Where people would often fail, he would succeed.
Rest in peace, buddy.
The Lesser Yellowlegs looks a lot like the Greater Yellowlegs. They are smaller, hence the name "Lesser", but that is a difficult feature to determine when they are not side-by-side with the Greater Yellowlegs. (see collage below).
The bill is shorter, the body less robust and the coloring is in a tighter pattern in Lesser Yellowlegs.
Life Bird Photograph #222, Lesser Yellowlegs, seen along the Black Point Wildlife Drive, Merritt Island NWR, Florida. In this photo, the Yellowlegs' leg is coated with swamp muck.
When I asked her to describe herself, she said " ... gregarious, sensitive, hopeful ..."
Available light was from the kitchen windows. Attempting to get deeper richer tones, I shrank the aperture too much, with ISO 6400 a by-product, and, of course, a lots of noise! I have not tried to clean that up in these images. Instead, I resorted to sepia in two of the shots, resulting in the noise being slightly less obvious.
I find it quite challenging to attend to all the technical necessities while chatting with the subject. But, being housebound now, portrait and bird photography are two horizons for growth I can take on. Am sharing with you my maiden efforts, with all their imperfections. Elizabeth is beautiful and I hope to invite her to sit for me again after I have a little more experience with portrait photography.
Window reflection of a photography image of Erich Lessing. Photography was set at the show-window of the LessingImages.com Gallery, Weihburggasse 22
As Einstein said "Life is like riding a bicycle..To maintain the balance you need to keep moving"
Recent events have once again proved Einstein to be right :-)
A cyclysit pedalling down Nandi Hills
Editing : I am Feeling lucky
The centerpiece of his Brooklyn Museum show,titled “The opposite of the pedestal is the grave,”is a sculptural assemblage of a ladder,chicken wire,mop,and bedskirt whose sashaying shape recalls the moment a model spins around on the runway—or more broadly,embodies the less permanent instant when we nail a look.
Against the majestic Mount Hood and surrounded by a sea of pine trees is the quiet Trillium Lake. Less than two hours' drive from Portland, this lake is the perfect outdoor getaway. Here, you can camp overnight at the campground, go kayaking and fishing, and hike along the multiple trails available in the area—all while enjoying stunning views of Mount Hood. Snap a picture at the boat launch for an iconic shot of the mountain being reflected into the calm waters of the lake. Source: Tripavisor
“The conceptual boundaries of what it means to be human or what we human beings mean by nature have never been less secure.”15 Emerging from and integrated into a chaotic world rather than a position of mastery and control removed from it, “the cyborg has the potential not only to disrupt persistent dualisms (body and soul; matter and spirit) but also to refashion our thinking about the theoretical understanding of the body as a material entity and a discursive process.”
-Anne Kull, “Cyborg Embodiment and Incarnation,” Currents in Theology and Mission 28, nos. 3–4 (2001): 282.
Unfortunately, it was mostly cloudy without a clear shot of the moon but the clouds and moonlight offered a unique sky for a Blue Moon-less mage
From the Cornell Lab:
"The Lesser Prairie-Chicken is a pale grouse of the southern Great Plains, found only in prairie and agricultural land with shinnery oak and sand sagebrush. Once widespread and abundant, its numbers have crashed following heavy hunting in the 19th and early 20th centuries, and then conversion of its natural habitat to cropland and rangeland. Like its close relative, the larger, darker Greater Prairie-Chicken, male Lesser Prairie-Chickens gather in spring on “leks,” sites where males compete for females by performing spectacular displays."
This shot was taken at Smoky Valley Ranch, a Nature Conservancy property in western Kansas. More than half of all lesser prairie chickens in the world are in western Kansas. The Nature Conservancy is playing a key role in preserving the species.
Third and final installment in my grouse series.