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Overcoming tons of ants and mosquitos I had a short and intense photo shoot with my favorite model.. me..
He was overcome by panic, fear almost gave him wings, he ran for his life with only one goal: to leave Goatswood as quickly as possible, to leave the horror behind him. He didn't know that he was in vain, he didn't know that something had already taken possession of him and would awaken a new desire in him, a new desire that was unknown to him until now, a new desire that he would never be able to fully satisfy. A lust and a power, a desire and for humanity a horror. He did not know that he had become an immortal nightmare.
Unbeknownst to himself, he had taken something from Goatwood, a relic that would accompany him for the rest of his immortal life, he held it in his hand without realising what significance it would have for the rest of all time.
He became The immortal nightmare of Whitechapel
The End?
Taken at Goatwood
Read the full storry in the Flickr Album The Goatswood Mystery - The search for Goatswood of Galagan Raymaker
There are few places that make me deliriously happy but this is one of them.
Frankly, I have been waiting for this all year, as I had never seen the Kenilworth ponds in full bloom. But they are all I hoped for, and more!
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“A flower sprouting from the cracks in a wall is life creeping up everywhere.”
Giuseppe Tobia
“Un fiore che spunta dalle crepe di un muro è la vita che si arrampica ovunque.”
Giuseppe Tobia
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The late Pope Francis left us a memorable phrase, referring to the tragic events of our current history, he said "build bridges, not walls", and almost paraphrasing Pope Francis, here in Sicily we tear down walls, let me explain... there is a traditional religious festival, during which the wall of a house, always the same wall, is torn down, to then be built again in anticipation of the celebration that will be held in the new year. But it is not so much the wall itself, even more characteristic is the way in which this wall is broken down: it is struck over and over again with the arms of the float, those used by the bearers to hold the float, on which sits the statue of Saint James, an incredible tradition whose origins are not unanimous. Many, many years ago, I was perhaps 20 years old, walking with a few friends one evening along Corso Umberto in Taormina, I learned from one of them about this incredible tradition. I remember it as if it were yesterday. He said, “In Sicily, there is a celebration in which, during the procession, the float with the Saint, loaded with provola (cheeses), is used like a battering ram to break down the wall of a house, which is then rebuilt (the battering ram, a medieval assault weapon, used to break down gates and castle walls).” This year, I was able to witness (and photograph) this very particular and unique tradition, which is celebrated every year on July 26th in the town of Capizzi (Messina), a celebration that commemorates the transfer of the relics of Saint James from his sanctuary. As mentioned, the most characteristic moment of the celebration is the "rite of miracles": the float with Saint James on it is violently hurled against the wall of a house adjacent to the church of Sant'Antonio, and each impact against this wall is interpreted as "a miracle of Saint James". The number of blows needed to overcome the wall is interpreted sometimes positively (if the blows are even), sometimes negatively (if the blows are odd). The "Miracles of St. James" do not have a certain origin, some think it could originate in ancient times from the destruction of a small pagan temple, or a synagogue, someone else instead traces this tradition as a form of revenge of the inhabitants of Capizzi (Capitini), this because the relics of the Saint were stolen from Capizzi to be kept in the city of Messina, by the Spanish nobleman Sancho de Heredia, in obedience in 1435 towards Alfonso V of Aragon, nicknamed "the Magnanimous" (he was king of Aragon, Valencia, Sardinia, Majorca, Sicily, titular king of Jerusalem, Corsica and Hungary, he was count of Barcelona and of the Catalan counties, and from 1442 he would also become king of Naples), therefore the demolition of the wall would be a form of revenge towards what was perhaps the house of the nobleman Sancho de Heredia, finally someone else traces this tradition to a legendary event, which recalls the defeat of a handful of Saracens, who They had barricaded themselves in that place. Currently in Capizzi, in the Sanctuary of San Giacomo Maggiore, the oldest relic of Saint James the Apostle in Sicily is housed: a finger of the saint. Another characteristic aspect of the festival is the presence of numerous provola cheeses placed on the roof of the float. These are offered by the population to Saint James. The presence of these typical cheeses is indicative of the type of economy in Capizzi, primarily linked to agriculture and livestock farming, with significant dairy and pork production, particularly that of the Nebrodi black pig, with typical cheeses such as provola capitina and maiorchino. Some residents told me that sometimes the donations of provola cheeses, even large ones, become so abundant that the float ends up becoming exceptionally heavy, severely testing the bearers' ability to support all that weight.
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Il compianto papa Francesco ci ha lasciato una memorabile frase, in riferimento alle tragiche vicende della nostra attuale storia, ha detto “costruite ponti, non muri”, e quasi parafrasando Papa Francesco, qui da noi in Sicilia i muri li abbattiamo, mi spiego meglio ….c’è una festa tradizionale religiosa, durante la quale il muro di una casa, sempre lo stesso muro, viene abbattuto, per poi venire costruito in attesa della festa che si terrà il nuovo anno, ma non è tanto il muro in se, ancor più caratteristico è il modo in cui questo muro viene sfondato: esso viene colpito più, e più volte con i bracci del fercolo, quelli che servono ai portatori per reggere la vara, sul quale siede la statua di San Giacomo, una incredibile tradizione sulle cui origini non c’è unanimità di pensiero. Io tanti, tanti anni fa, forse avevo 20 anni, passeggiando con pochi amici di sera sul Corso Umberto di Taormina, venni a sapere da uno di questi, di questa tradizione che ha dell’incredibile, lo ricordo come fosse ieri, disse “in Sicilia c’è una festa nella quale durante la processione, la vara con il Santo, carica di provole (formaggi) viene utilizzata come fosse un’ariete per sfondare il muro di una casa, che poi verrà ricostruito (l’ariete, arma medioevale d’assalto, utilizzata per sfondare portoni e muri dei castelli),”. Quest’anno, ho potuto assistere (e fotografare) questa tradizione così particolare ed unica, che si celebra ogni anno il 26 luglio nel paese di Capizzi (Messina), festa che commemora il trasferimento delle reliquie di San Giacomo dal suo Santuario, e, come anticipato, il momento più caratteristico della festa è il “rito dei miracoli”, la vara con sopra San Giacomo viene violentemente scagliata contro il muro di una una casa adiacente la chiesa di Sant'Antonio, ed ogni urto contro questo muro viene inteso come “un miracolo di San Giacomo”, il numero dei colpi necessari per avere la meglio sul muro viene interpretato ora in maniera positiva (se i colpi sono pari), ora in maniera negativa (se i colpi sono dispari). I “Miracoli di San Giacomo” non hanno una origine certa, qualcuno pensa possa originare anticamente dalla distruzione di un piccolo tempio pagano, od una sinagoga, qualcun altro invece fa risalire questa tradizione come una forma di rivalsa degli abitanti di Capizzi (Capitini), questo perché le reliquie del Santo furono sottratte a Capizzi per essere custodite nella città di Messina, da parte del nobile spagnolo Sancho de Heredia, in obbedienza nel 1435 verso Alfonso V d'Aragona, soprannominato "il Magnanimo" (era re di Aragona, Valencia, Sardegna, Maiorca, Sicilia, re titolare di Gerusalemme, Corsica e Ungheria, era conte di Barcellona e delle contee catalane, e dal 1442 sarebbe diventato anche re di Napoli), quindi l’abbattimento del muro sarebbe una forma di vendetta verso quella forse era la casa del nobile Sancho de Heredia, infine qualcun altro fa risalire questa tradizione ad un evento leggendario, che ricorda la sconfitta di un manipolo di saraceni, che si erano asserragliati in quel luogo. Attualmente a Capizzi, nel Santuario di San Giacomo Maggiore, si trova la più antica reliquia di San Giacomo Apostolo Maggiore che abbiamo in Sicilia, si tratta di un dito del Santo. Un altro aspetto caratteristico della festa, è la presenza di numerose provole messe sul tetto della vara, queste sono offerte dalla popolazione a San Giacomo, la presenza di questi tipici formaggi è indicativa del tipo di economia che c’è a Capizzi, principalmente legata all'agricoltura e alla pastorizia, con una importante produzione casearia e di carne suina, in particolare quella del maiale nero dei Nebrodi, con formaggi tipici, come la provola capitina e il maiorchino. Mi dicevano alcuni abitanti che a volte la donazione delle provole, anche di grosse dimensioni, diviene così abbondante, che la vara finisce con acquisire un peso eccezionale, mettendo a dura prova la capacità di reggere tutto quel peso da parte dei portatori.
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Hormuz Island, Hormozgān Province - Persian Gulf, Iran
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Hormuz Island is an Iranian island in the Persian Gulf. Located in the Strait of Hormuz, 5 miles off the Iranian coast, the island is part of Hormozgān Province.
Based on the studies geology, Hormuz island was born in 600 million years ago and also about 50 thousand years ago coming out of the water.
Hormuz Island has an area of 42 km2 (16 sq mi). It is covered by sedimentary rock and layers of volcanic material on its surface. The highest point of the island is about 186 metres (610 ft) above sea level. Due to a lack of precipitation, the soil and water are salty. Specialists have helped cultivar white mangrove or Hara trees to grow in the climate. There are many virgin beaches that go all around the island.
Every moment travel on Hormuz island is like traveling on another planet and every 5 minutes hiking on the island, scenery and colors quickly changes! The island of Hormuz is where the warm waters of the Persian Gulf meet the red and silver sand of the island and create a marvelous combination of colors. Therefore Hormuz an island that can be called the "Rainbow Island".
You can see a part of the amazing "Valley of the Statues" and the "Strait of Hormuz" in Persian Gulf of this photo.
About ..Valley of the Statues:
This stunningly beautiful natural site is called "Valley of the Statues" because here tall rocks have been sculpted into strange shapes by the elements. With a bit of imagination you can see a dragon, birds and mythical creatures. The site is located on a bluff that affords fantastic vistas of the coastline.
>>> COOPER
We've always defined ourselves by the ability to overcome the impossible. And we count these moments. These moments when we dare to aim higher, to break barriers, to reach for the stars, to make the unknown known. We count these moments as our proudest achievements. But we lost all that. Or perhaps we've just forgotten that we are still pioneers. And we've barely begun. And that our greatest accomplishments cannot be behind us, because our destiny lies above us.
— Interstellar
Christopher Nolan - 2014
>> My Neverending Story..
Landscape of Amelia Camp in March 30, 2133
Planet Hx2 - Orion Constellation
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S.T.A.Y - Hans Zimmer in 2014
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Life is a series of waves to be embraced and overcome.
Danny Meyer
My wife visiting the Lake Superior waves.
The feeling that life is renewed with each new year is a magical spice that fills us with energy to face the new challenges.
Yes, we already know that life is hard. But living in pursuit of a dream is essential. After all, dreaming is the first step on this great ladder that leads us to the point. Hurry, don't loose the show of your life !
Bon Jovi - It's My Life youtu.be/vx2u5uUu3DE
"Even Bozos Get the Blues"
I've always been picked on by clowns and comedy performers. Out of a crowd of 300 people, I get singled out and become "part of the show." "Just go with it," they say, while I relive every traumatic childhood moment forced upon me for laughs and giggles.
A lifetime of bozophobia has jaded me. I can't stand velvet paintings. Red Skelton is a great performer, but don't ask me to look at his artwork. I suppose this fascination and simultaneous revulsion of clownery is cathartic. I watch Killer Clowns from Outer Space once a year for therapeutic reasons.
I have sympathy for sad clowns who are not able to achieve their mirthy goals. And I realize...
I am a clown. I exist between one yuk and the next. What we fear shapes us. Become what you fear to overcome the fear. Become to overcome.
Have you hugged your clown today?
October 23, 2016
Thunderstruck:
[thuhn-der-struhk]
adjective
1. overcome with consternation; confounded; astounded.
2. Archaic. struck by a thunderbolt.
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Today ended up being unexpectly productive. With the sun shining I decided it was time to at least start with getting the garden cut down and the planters put away.
Being me, once I started, there was no end in sight and now the yard is completely winter ready. Luckily though, Gord decided he was bored enough to help and we ended up getting through a lot of work.
A sappling was relocated, the outside of the house was painted (partially, we were offered some free paint so we did what we could), and the leaves were raked.
Not bad, considering all I wanted to do was get the indoor planters cleaned and brought in. Good thing I did my baking yesterday!
And here's the recipe for those interested:
Ingredients:
Cake
- 2 and 1/2 cups of all-purpose flour
- 2 teaspoons of baking powder
- 1 teaspoon of baking soda
- 1/2 teaspoon of salt
- 1 and 1/2 teaspoon of ground cinnamon
- 1 teaspoon of ground ginger
- 1/2 teaspoon of ground nutmeg (I don't like nutmeg so I omitted this)
- 1/2 teaspoon of ground cloves
- 1 cup of canola or vegetable oil
- 1 and 3/4 cup of packed dark brown sugar
- optional: 1 Tablespoon of molasses
- 1 cup of unsweetened applesauce
- 4 large eggs
- 2 teaspoons of pure vanilla extract
- 1 cup of grated apple
Cream Cheese Frosting
- 8 ounces of cream cheese
- 1/2 cup of unsalted butter, softened to room temperature
- 3 cups of confectioners' sugar, plus an extra 1/4 cup if needed
- 1 teaspoon of pure vanilla extract
- 1/8 teaspoon of salt
Directions:
01. Preheat the oven to 350°F (177°C) and grease a 9x13 inch pan.
02. Whisk the flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt, cinnamon, and other spices together in a large bowl. Set aside.
03. Whisk the oil, brown sugar, molasses if using, applesauce, eggs, and vanilla extract together in a medium bowl.
04. Pour the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients and whisk until combined.
05. Fold in the grated apple until combined.
06. Spread batter into the prepared pan.
07. Bake for 45-50 minutes. Baking times vary, so keep an eye on yours. The cake is done when a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean. (If you find the top of the cake is browning too quickly in the oven, loosely cover it with aluminum foil.)
08. Remove the cake from the oven and set on a wire rack. Allow to cool completely.
09. Make the frosting: In a large bowl using a handheld or stand mixer fitted with a paddle or whisk attachment, beat the cream cheese and butter together on high speed until smooth and creamy.
10. Add 3 confectioners' sugar, vanilla, and salt. Beat on low speed for 30 seconds, then switch to high speed and beat for 2 minutes.
11. If you want the frosting a little thicker, add the extra 1/4 cup of confectioners sugar.
12. Spread the frosting on the cooled cake.
13. Refrigerate for 30 minutes before serving. This helps sets the frosting and makes cutting easier.
14. Cover leftover cake tightly and store in the refrigerator for 5 days.
Enjoy! Hope everyone has had a good day.
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In my early twenty’s, I moved to Boston to pursue my master’s degree. Along with the intensive semester load and my TA, I had very little spare time. I didn’t think about photography until I started my first job. I was living close to New Hampshire, and there was a waterfall a few steps away from my apartment. Now armed with my past experiences, I thought I was ready. I hiked up to the waterfall and composed a shot on my brand new D5000. The result was a shaky mess of a photo and left me even more confused.
I spend quite a bit of time to resolve the issues I faced. My gorilla pod was not sturdy enough, so I had to be very careful with how I activated the shutter. I managed to overcome that with the self-timer functionality. I used a small aperture of f18 to compensate for my 2-second exposure and finally got an image that looked good on the camera LCD. I rushed back home and started post-processing. The photo didn’t look as good on the bigger screen highlights were blown where light shafts peeked through the foliage, and the diffraction at f18 made the image very soft. It took me a while to understand why it was happening, but I kept on returning to the waterfall to perfect my technique.
Finally, after several tries, I managed to get a recipe for a successful waterfall shot. The ideal shutter speed is between 1-4 seconds and aperture between 5.6 to 11. I use the lowest iso available on the camera and an ND filter if necessary. A 2-stop ND Grad 150x100 filter is one of the most useful accessories that you can add to your camera gear. It took me way more time to make a good composition of a waterfall, though, but that’s a subject for whole another post.
Below in comments are the links to my other attempts at the same place.
The light shines in the darkness,
and the darkness has not overcome it
New build Double Fairlie 'James Spooner' gets away from Dduallt on The Spiral towards the end of the day on Mon 6th November 2023.
A David Williams charter.
Note: 2 telegraph wires removed.
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REFORD GARDENS | LES JARDINS DE METIS
Coucher de soleil, Sainte-Flavie.
Visit : www.refordgardens.com/
Photo taken close to REFORD GARDENS.(Sainte-Flavie)
Mrs Elsie Reford loved those beautiful sunsets.
Reference: Elsie's Paradise, The Reford Gardens, Alexander Reford, 2004, ISBN 2-7619-1921-1, That book is a must for Reford Gardens lovers!
''I shall always, all my life, want to come back to those sunsets.'' Elsie Reford, July 20, 1913. (page 25)
" It is just after 8 o'clock and I am sitting in front of my big window with the gorgeous panorama of a glorious afterglow from a perfect sunset. There is every hue of blue on the water of 'the Blue Lagoon' while Pointe-aux-Cenelles is bathed in pink and crimson and the dark hills of the north shore seem no further than two or three miles distant. I don't think in the whole world at this moment there could be anything more beautiful." Elsie Reford, June 2, 1931. (page 81)
''One thing I can do that no one else can is to pass the love that I feel for this place and this woman'' Alexander Reford
Visit : www.refordgardens.com/
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From Wikipedia:
Elsie Stephen Meighen - born January 22, 1872, Perth, Ontario - and Robert Wilson Reford - born in 1867, Montreal - got married on June 12, 1894.
Elsie Reford was a pioneer of Canadian horticulture, creating one of the largest private gardens in Canada on her estate, Estevan Lodge in eastern Québec. Located in Grand-Métis on the south shore of the St. Lawrence River, her gardens have been open to the public since 1962 and operate under the name Les Jardins de Métis and Reford Gardens.
Born January 22, 1872 at Perth, Ontario, Elsie Reford was the eldest of three children born to Robert Meighen and Elsie Stephen. Coming from modest backgrounds themselves, Elsie’s parents ensured that their children received a good education. After being educated in Montreal, she was sent to finishing school in Dresden and Paris, returning to Montreal fluent in both German and French, and ready to take her place in society.
She married Robert Wilson Reford on June 12, 1894. She gave birth to two sons, Bruce in 1895 and Eric in 1900. Robert and Elsie Reford were, by many accounts, an ideal couple. In 1902, they built a house on Drummond Street in Montreal. They both loved the outdoors and they spend several weeks a year in a log cabin they built at Lac Caribou, south of Rimouski. In the autumn they hunted for caribou, deer, and ducks. They returned in winter to ski and snowshoe. Elsie Reford also liked to ride. She had learned as a girl and spent many hours riding on the slopes of Mount Royal. And of course, there was salmon-fishing – a sport at which she excelled.
In her day, she was known for her civic, social, and political activism. She was engaged in philanthropic activities, particularly for the Montreal Maternity Hospital and she was also the moving force behind the creation of the Women’s Canadian Club of Montreal, the first women club in Canada. She believed it important that the women become involved in debates over the great issues of the day, « something beyond the local gossip of the hour ». Her acquaintance with Lord Grey, the Governor-General of Canada from 1904 to 1911, led to her involvement in organizing, in 1908, Québec City’s tercentennial celebrations. The event was one of many to which she devoted herself in building bridges with French-Canadian community.
During the First World War, she joined her two sons in England and did volunteer work at the War Office, translating documents from German into English. After the war, she was active in the Victorian Order of Nurses, the Montreal Council of Social Agencies, and the National Association of Conservative Women.
In 1925 at the age of 53 years, Elsie Reford was operated for appendicitis and during her convalescence, her doctor counselled against fishing, fearing that she did not have the strength to return to the river.”Why not take up gardening?” he said, thinking this a more suitable pastime for a convalescent woman of a certain age. That is why she began laying out the gardens and supervising their construction. The gardens would take ten years to build, and would extend over more than twenty acres.
Elsie Reford had to overcome many difficulties in bringing her garden to life. First among them were the allergies that sometimes left her bedridden for days on end. The second obstacle was the property itself. Estevan was first and foremost a fishing lodge. The site was chosen because of its proximity to a salmon river and its dramatic views – not for the quality of the soil.
To counter-act nature’s deficiencies, she created soil for each of the plants she had selected, bringing peat and sand from nearby farms. This exchange was fortuitous to the local farmers, suffering through the Great Depression. Then, as now, the gardens provided much-needed work to an area with high unemployment. Elsie Reford’s genius as a gardener was born of the knowledge she developed of the needs of plants. Over the course of her long life, she became an expert plantsman. By the end of her life, Elsie Reford was able to counsel other gardeners, writing in the journals of the Royal Horticultural Society and the North American Lily Society. Elsie Reford was not a landscape architect and had no training of any kind as a garden designer. While she collected and appreciated art, she claimed no talents as an artist.
Elsie Stephen Reford died at her Drummond Street home on November 8, 1967 in her ninety-sixth year.
In 1995, the Reford Gardens ("Jardins de Métis") in Grand-Métis were designated a National Historic Site of Canada, as being an excellent Canadian example of the English-inspired garden.(Wikipedia)
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LES JARDINS DE MÉTIS
Créés par Elsie Reford de 1926 à 1958, ces jardins témoignent de façon remarquable de l’art paysager à l’anglaise. Disposés dans un cadre naturel, un ensemble de jardins exhibent fleurs vivaces, arbres et arbustes. Le jardin des pommetiers, les rocailles et l’Allée royale évoquent l’œuvre de cette dame passionnée d’horticulture. Agrémenté d’un ruisseau et de sentiers sinueux, ce site jouit d’un microclimat favorable à la croissance d’espèces uniques au Canada. Les pavots bleus et les lis, privilégiés par Mme Reford, y fleurissent toujours et contribuent , avec d’autres plantes exotiques et indigènes, à l’harmonie de ces lieux.
Created by Elsie Reford between 1926 and 1958, these gardens are an inspired example of the English art of the garden. Woven into a natural setting, a series of gardens display perennials, trees and shrubs. A crab-apple orchard, a rock garden, and the Long Walk are also the legacy of this dedicated horticulturist. A microclimate favours the growth of species found nowhere else in Canada, while the stream and winding paths add to the charm. Elsie Reford’s beloved blue poppies and lilies still bloom and contribute, with other exotic and indigenous plants, to the harmony of the site. 572
Commission des lieux et monuments historiques du Canada
Historic Sites and Monuments Board of Canada.
Gouvernement du Canada – Government of Canada
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The year of 2012 was important for me. I had the opportunity to connect what I really enjoy doing and with my inner self. In only 3 months I’ve "met" exceptional people that express themselves through photography. I can’t but be thankful to those people that give inspiration and strength to keep going.
But mainly I’ve got to thank to those who support and follow my work. I sincerely hope they keep up with it and can watch my evolution among this utopian world where the limit cannot be reached.
In the mean time my head is filled with burning ideas, the blanks gain some new scrawls and the projects in my mind become to gain form… and I hope I can attain every single one!
Happy 2013 for all of you!
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"Light Overcomes the Darkness"- We set out to shoot the Rocky Valley Lutheran Church in the ghost town of Dooley, Montana during the night. We got there early enough to set up and take a few shots as the Sun started to set. This church made it until around 1960, when a declining congregation and inability to support a pastor caused it to call it quits. It was sold to a local farmer for grain storage, but currently sits empty and decaying on the prairie.
About rising, building, looking up, looking forward.
I just ended a horrible and inconvenient part of my life. It feels...magical...?....!
(also, these make me feel like I am 10)
OVERCOMING
3-bracketed shot blended in Photoshop. The red glow around the bottom half of the moon is actually the bokeh from the small bush on the left. The sun had just set less than an hour before the moon peaked from the mountain. I don't know who the guy is but thanks buddy for being still. =) Shot at the Whitney Mesa hill.
Overcome darkness, so that you may walk in the light!
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Horseshoe Bend, Page, Arizona.
I just came back from my annual fall trip to the American Southwest. This time I went to Zion National Park (again) and Page, Arizona. This is the second time I have visited the Horseshoe Bend area to capture this iconic spot. Each time this place give my the creeps because of the height of the cliff from which you must shoot the bend and the fact that you must get to its very edge in order to get the whole thing in your frame. The first time I could not do it. There were a lot of people around and I just could not get the courage to get too close to the edge. This time I did a lot better and forced myself to get as close as I possibly could without sh***ing in my pants ;-)
I know this place has been over-photographed (indeed, the most recent issue of Outdoor Photographer features a photo of this place in an article and in an ad on the back page of the issue) but I consider this photo an achievement because I had to overcome serious anxiety or heebie jeebies in order to take it.
Tech Info:
Nikon D800E, Nikkor AF-S 16-35mm f/4G ED VR, Lee 0.9 GND filter.
Post-processed in Lr 5.6 and Ps CS6.
The Black Hole is located just to the south of Craster on the way to Cullernose Point on the coastline in Northumberland. It was fantastic watching the rough sea crashing over the black rocks as the sun made its appearance.
CHILE NEED YOUR HELP
Help Chile Overcome the Earthquake Chile stepped up efforts to find survivors of an earthquake registering 8.8 magnitude that struck before dawn yesterday, killing more than 700 people, severing the country’s main highway and damaging 1.5 million homes.
The eartquake was centered 200 miles (317 kilometers) southwest of Santiago near the main winemaking region and close to Concepcion, a metropolitan region of more than 500,000 people. Highways and airports were shut by damage and some copper mines closed. The total economic damage may be as much as $30 billion, or about 15 percent of the South American country’s gross domestic product, according to estimates by disaster- scenario modeler Eqecat Inc.
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They're all different shots, each with a little different processing. I had to overcome some real problems to get these images. First, I still can't walk on two legs so I was either using a walker or the wheelchair (or both) to shoot this weekend. There were a couple of trees in the way here--a weeping willow on the right, which forced me to go vertical, and another tree to the left of me. And, of course, I was shooting into the sun. But all in all I'm pretty happy with the way they turned out. Could be worse.
Explored October 14 , #261-- thanks!!!
One of three winners of the Platinum Photograph Hall of Fame Weekly Contest October 22, 2008.
Last remnant of a plant swallowed up by the drifting sand in a moving dune field. Emery County, Utah.
"Overcoming:" A storm cloud appears as if is about to envelope Granite Mountain as seen through this ridgeline of the Granite Dells. This photo is available in 1:2 aspect ratio sizes (10 x 20, etc.). Taken on a different evening, but same location as my last photo because I love the Century plants and know that once they bloom, they have a limited time left.