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I had lined up my shot of a sparrow sitting on the corner ledge of the fence, but it was gone when I pressed the shutter.
Imagine looking for a missing sock in this vast windy desert of New Mexico. If the washing machine didn't eat the sock, the wind probably plucked it right off the clothes line and blew it into the next county.
Sunset @ Wat Prayurawongsawat ~ Thon Buri District, Bangkok
Nikon D7500, Nikkor 18-300, ISO 200, f/8.0, 110mm, 1/400s
To me, this is the best season to visit Provence….Unfortunately, I can’t go there this year…But, every night, when I lay down on my bed, I smell it thanks to the Lavender Pillow that I’ve got from one of the smallest villages in Provence…. To the memory of my lovely Provence, I initiated a new photo series: Missing Provence. Within that project, every day I will share a photo that I took from my previous trips….to send my regards and love there…to nice people embellishing everything, to lavender soul and to its magic… Here is the 16th one… I miss you Provence… BeNowMeHere, Provence, France, 2015 via 500px bit.ly/29L1d8j
Late Auckland Mayor, Sir Dove-Meyer Robinson loved a good crowd.
Minolta Alpha 7 with Ilford Pan F Film. Scanned with dslr.
The Minolta Alpha 7 has an STF mode which shoots 7 shots on one frame changing the aperture and shutter speed for each to alter the look of the bokeh. I figured this could be interesting with moving subjects.
madrid, centro de arte reina sofia, cecilia, 2013
" se un tormento viene tenuto temporaneamente lontano, non si può dire che abbia cessato di esistere
è presente persino nella cura con cui si cerca di evitarlo "
simone de beauvoir
Returning from a jaunt down the road, it occurred to me that this opportunity had a story attached to it. The sun had set, I had purchase a few items from the local store, and was travelling back home. However, when I came across this closed umbrella sitting on a dock, I thought the residents were missing out on natures play.
They were within hear shot above, while all below had been wrapped up for the day. Long after the dinner hour, this is what should have attracted their attention. Instead, it became my opportunity to tell a story. How a vacation from the moment, resulted in the absence of nature's dynamic crescendo.
Last stop on our way back to Hallstatt was a brigde by a little gasthaus which seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. And it was dark- so dark. I pride myself on having quite good vision in the dark, but I could barely see a thing. Poor Michael almost stepped in a hole that went straight through the bridge (it's not one that you should be walking across). I'm not sure he could really see what I was photographing, other than the colour black. This was a bit of a test for my camera; I've not been to a place with such little ambient light before.
I had to use really rubbish settings to get anything remotely decent, so whilst I'm happy with the shot itself, the quality isn't great.
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There will always be a place for a missing lost sock on the line.
Also for #69/119 Lost Sock Memorial Day. 119 pictures in 2019.
Solar Fields: The Missing - www.youtube.com/watch?v=DkI7LaJ7ncQ
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♪♫♬I went to your bedroom to see you again,
To miss you that much and it's such a long time,
I went to the aisle to marry to your soul,
To miss you that much
Missing you broke my life,
Hoping that you feel the same.
Missing you broke my life.
Missing you broke my life,
Hoping that you feel the same.
Missing you broke my life.
It's all over now, you've killed me,
It's all over now, you've killed me,
It's all over now, you've killed me,
It's all over now.
Fear is compressed in the back of my stomach,
The rust in my eyes from my corrode halo,
I remember your smile, distorted and pure,
To hold you 'til death.
Missing you broke my life,
Hoping that you feel the same.
Missing you broke my life.
Missing you broke my life,
Hoping that you feel the same.
Missing you broke my life.
It's all over now, you've killed me,
It's all over now, you've killed me,
It's all over now, you've killed me,
It's all over now.
Missing you broke my life,
Hoping that you feel the same.
Missing you broke my life.
Missing you broke my life,
Hoping that you feel the same.
Missing you broke my life.
It's all over now, you've killed me,
It's all over now, you've killed me,
It's all over now, you've killed me,
It's all over now
You've killed me (It's all over now),
You've killed me (It's all over now),
You've killed meeee!♪♫♬
Since you've been away
I've been down and lonely
Since you've been away
I've been thinking of you
Trying to understand
The reason you left me
What were you going through?
I'm missing you
Tell me why the road turns
Ooh ooh
I'm missing you
Tell me why the road turns
As I look around
I see things that remind me
Just to see you smile
Made my heart fill with joy
I'll still recall
All those dreams we shared together
Where did you run to, boy?
The moorings bob endlessly
missing their charge.
As the winter draws ever closer
they sway and lay redundant.
Till the warmth of next year they wait to be united with ....
Merlin,
Zanzibar,
Liberty Belle and the
MaryBee.
From my last re-visit. A quick sprint round on a day with flat light and few goats. Even the heights of Dinorwic seem over populated compared to Ardnamurchan. But what adventures I've had in this place
What is 'landscape'? Why do admins for the Landscape Group reject this as 'landscape'? I think many admins are a---holes and crap photographers too. Have you ever looked at their own portfolios? I've yet to find an interesting one
Echo is running solo for now as Teddy is on a two week strict crate recovery. He’s doing much better and so we are breathing a bit easier. On Easter Sunday we had to take him to the emergency vet as he was off his food and clearly not well. Long story short, he managed to snag a chicken bone on Friday (yes, just one) and then apparently decided to follow it with a heaping helping of mulch for dessert. These things rarely result in the need for surgery according to the vet, but we just got “lucky” and Teddy was the exception. After multiple xrays, sonogram and bloodwork, it was determined he had an intestinal blockage requiring surgery. Surgery was Monday and we brought him home on Tuesday. We are now one week in to recovery and he seems to be doing so much better. Thankfully. Unfortunately, the vet assures me he will have learned nothing from these bad decisions and would do it all again tomorrow given the chance.