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Usually I am able to be positive (or at least to appear as if) but I find it really difficult right now.
Not just because of Covid19 but also regarding other things.
But I really, really hope that maybe in 2023 I'll be able to travel again to Iceland or Norway.
"It's a New Year and with it comes a fresh opportunity to shape our world.
So this is my wish, a wish for me as much as it is a wish for you: in the world to come, let us be brave – let us walk into the dark without fear, and step into the unknown with smiles on our faces, even if we're faking them.
And whatever happens to us, whatever we make, whatever we learn, let us take joy in it. We can find joy in the world if it's joy we're looking for, we can take joy in the act of creation.
So that is my wish for you, and for me. Bravery and joy." (Neil Gaiman)
Last year when I grew zinnias from seed, I babied them every day....this year I just scattered them and told them they were on their own. They are actually doing better as the stems are shorter and stronger and they're not flopping over when it rains. Works for me!
#32/52, Natural light, 52 weeks in 2021
Have you put together that outfit for New years Eve? Well I am sure this Jacket by LANA will be a perfect addition to any outfit. Whether it is a trip to time square or club hopping I am sure it will catch an eye or two. I chose a Silver and black combo but there are tones of options. Head on over to my blog to get your persona taxi to LANA's store or the Shiny shabby event: justapeeksite.wordpress.com/2018/12/28/peek-181/
A beautiful barbet endemic to the Malabar region of India. This is a vast global biodiversity hotspot from the tip of South India and spans most of the western coast.
The barbet is spectacularly rich in colors and absolutely amazing to look at. These are endemic to the Malabar region. They are small birds, maybe about 11-13 cms and just like Coppersmith Barbets - another common barbet found much of India.
Shot this picture in a forest camp situated right in the middle of a very active area. This tree was right above our room and the nest is exactly on the underside of the branch below the birds tail (a small inverted hollow). The birds have nested almost a month in advance as per the highly experienced bird guide in that place. The chicks are out and the bird was actively getting food every 30 mins. Just like other birds, it would check the surroundings for prey before it gets into the nest.
This was shot around noon when the bird was most active, so the light was a bit harsh.
Thanks in advance for your views and feedback. Much appreciated.
Maybe this was the lull during Super Saturday. Remember Super Saturday? It was the day when the Snaefellsnes peninsula was our world and we explored it royally. From mid morning at Grundarfoss until after sunset under an enormous pink swirling cloud at the black church of Budir we stopped here there and everywhere on a day of maximum input and an output that will have me reaching into the archives for months, possibly years to come. I have no less than eighteen separate folders full of RAW files from that finest of days, some of which contain large numbers of images to pore over, while a few, such as the group I took from a layby on the road to Hellnar have just two or three files, little more than handheld snapshots.
By the time we arrived here, we’d already had a very agreeable few hours at the lesser known Svodufoss on the northwest corner of the peninsula, where we’d bathed in autumnal sunshine under the majestic white peak of Snaefellsjokull. We’d paused briefly to photograph the church of Ingjaldsholl in front of the glacier, before sauntering happily along the remote and empty Utnesvegur, passing a discarded landscape of twisted forms. A crater here, a lava field there. For now we were just driving through the landscape, enjoying the privilege of witnessing this extraordinary peninsula. We’d stop at Arnarstapi and photograph the white house again next, we decided. But for a moment we’d take that side road to Hellnar and pause in the layby for a snack, from where we could gaze down at the church we’d abandoned all intentions of photographing twenty-four hours earlier. I’d seen some very agreeable images of the subject in these pages, but from wherever you looked it was surrounded by clutter, and the most compelling pictures I’d found for reference had been simplified by a blanket of snow. Reluctantly we’d agreed that there probably wasn’t a shot here for this trip. I took a couple of snaps with the long lens and duly filed the results, instantly forgetting the episode as we moved on to the next stop where there was an already tried and tested composition to revisit. The lull was over, and the feeding frenzy of Super Saturday had resumed.
It was only much later, in one of those moments when I decided that while I wanted to play around with some shots in the editing suite, I wasn’t in the mood for sifting through a large number of candidates. I wanted simple, and simple didn’t come easier than a folder with only three RAW files, two of which appeared to be almost identical. The shortlisting would take approximately zero seconds. Maybe I could declutter the space around the church? Another monochrome conversion with a bit of contrast would help to simplify the scene, and perhaps there was an image hidden in plain sight that was worth persevering for. Just a quick half hour before I moved away from the computer and did something else with my Sunday afternoon, I thought to myself. And so I started to tinker, gradually removing one distraction after another with varying degrees of success, until the white church stood alone in its space against the quiet ocean. A dodge, a burn or several, a pair of levels and curves adjustments and the shapes of distant mountains somewhere closer to Reykjavik appeared across the water. Now an image that initially offered little promise began to take shape. It still wasn’t one I planned to share – at least not until the moment that I began to rather like what I was looking at. Somehow, an image had evolved from a messy starting point and I was happy.
It makes me wonder what else I’ve got lying around in my saved files; what images are hovering one step away from the dustbin of eternity that might have a hidden promise just waiting to be hatched from chaos. When there are so many fantastic moments still waiting to be captured, it may be a while before any more of the lesser lights appear, but anything is possible. “Never delete anything – just in case,” seems to be the lesson I’ve learned, not that I often do. You never know when you might see something in an unloved snapshot that you overlooked in the first place.
For the new Mocro Monday theme I searched for beetles and bugs in the garden but couldn't find some. I think It's to cold or maybe I searched at the wrong place. Because I didn't find any bug in the garden I decided to search for a beetle made of sheetmetal ;-) I found three different ones.
I wish everyone a Happy Macro Monday and a nice start into the new week :-)
Maybe about the magenta, too. I'm not good at naming colors. Whatever plant it was, and whatever color, it was a member of the Asteraceae, formerly known as Compositae, because all of those structures that look like petals are actually sterile flowers, with a barely visible group of fertile disc flowers in the middle.
Thanks for looking! Isn't God a great arttist?
Maybe not the most glamorous of butterflies and certainly when both eyespots are hidden the grey, brown and black marbled underwings of this skulking species render it so well camouflaged that it is exceedingly difficult to even spot or photograph. After spending some considerable time watching this one creep through the New Forest heathland grasses and debris late afternoon I was delighted to see it make its way towards the Ling Heather upon which it nectared.
Thank you for your kind responses.
I'll see a pineapple popping out of my three year old plant!!
I finally transplanted it into a larger pot, hoping that will help!
Maybe it's the days getting shorter and darker as winter approaches, the results of the election, or my husband now in memory care, but the days ahead look grim.
"A good half of the art of living is resilience." ~ Alain de Botton
By today unfortunately all roses which have been still in bloom are dead now, maybe sume buds will survive
The rumour was that, as part of the national celebration of the 75th Anniversary of the end of WWII (as far as the European theatre went, anyway) on the 8th May 2020, a flypast of fighters and bombers would be going home on a route which took them over our town, as indeed it had on a previous occasion. Now, I have very tall trees all over my property, in fact you could almost say that I live in a wood. This has the effect of giving me very small skies. I never see a sunrise or a sunset from my house. In addition I am currently prevented, by law, from leaving my property for the purpose of photography, under the terms of the present Covid19 lockdown regulations. Therefore, in order to give myself a better chance of getting a shot of the fly-past, at the rumoured time I took a camera and climbed onto the roof of my house. In events the route was obviously changed, as I could hear the fly-past taking place miles away probably following the route of the River Thames. Anyway whilst I was up there, I thought you might be interested in the view to the back of my house as the rhododendrons have started to bloom.
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A butterfly flap its wings in India and everything can change, anywhere.
Uma borboleta bate as asas na Índia e tudo pode mudar, em qualquer lugar.
This one is dedicated to Cath who recently wrote me a super kind
testimonial. Thanks, Cath !!!
= )
Maybe not what Queen had in mind when they wrote their song :) This is modern art Norway style. Several of these colourfull bikes are mounted around in Sarpsborg city. This one is mounted at Tunevannet in Sarpsborg :)
Narcissus is a genus of predominantly spring flowering perennial plants of the amaryllis family, Amaryllidaceae. Various common names including daffodil, narcissus and jonquil are used to describe all or some members of the genus. Narcissus has conspicuous flowers with six petal-like tepals surmounted by a cup- or trumpet-shaped corona.Wikipedia
Another pair of diners, separated by a mobile/cell phone. That's the final picture in this 'Separation' series - thanks for all the positive comments and encouragement. I still have a lot to learn and will be trying street photography again soon!
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