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Photography has clarity in the same way that language has. A word is precise, but its meaning can change based on the words around it: think tank, tank top :-)
Jason Fulford
the "lights" on all of the beachfront homes are not lights, but are reflections of the sun upon the windows
sunset, atlantic beach, north carolina
Small lake south of Primrose on the Kenai Peninsula in Alaska. A totally random beautiful place along the road from Anchorage to Seward - which has lots and lots of beautiful places. Geotag is perfectly precise, however.
Schwalbenschwanz - Swallowtail (Papilio machaon) | 05-2022 | Ticino | Switzerland
If anyone can identify the grasshopper, that would be helpful, thank you!
More TICINO/TESSIN Wildlife Photos (all taken in my garden in Monteggio/Ti, Switzerland): it.lacerta-bilineata.com/ramarro-occidentale-lacerta-bili... (the website exists in ESPAÑOL, FRANÇAIS, ITALIANO, ENGLISH, DEUTSCH)
My latest ANIMAL VIDEO (warning, it's a bit shocking): www.youtube.com/watch?v=4T2-Xszz7FI
THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO:
The wild garden around my vacation home in Ticino, where all the photos you can see in my Flickr gallery are from (well, some have been taken a couple of meters outside, but that still counts in my book 😉), had been a cause of contention between me and my mom for some time.
At the root of the conflict was the upper part of the garden, which originally had been conceived by my dear mother as a vegetable patch, but, left to its own devices by me after I "inherited" it, had developed into a marvelous oasis of pure botanic chaos teeming with insect life.
Mom was not amused. Although she - like all in our family - is very much in favor of letting nature roam freely around the house, and she loves all creatures big and small, she (unlike me) does draw a line somewhere. That line was the vegetable patch.
And she let her disapproval be known, and very clearly; she kept pestering me about my unwillingness to pluck the weeds (my response: "What weeds - there are no weeds: I'm creating a functioning ecosystem here, mom!") for several years, until my stubborn refusal made her reach her breaking point. She'd finally had enough.
My mom is a cunning old lady of nearly 80 years (79 to be precise), the matriarch and evil genius of our family (make no mistake: that house and garden are still HERS - and forever will be, regardless what it says on some sheet of paper), and so like a James Bond villain plotting revenge, she hatched a diabolic plan.
One day, when I was gone for a couple of weeks, she let me know via e-mail she had decided to turn this ugly weed jungle of mine into a flowery meadow. There was nothing I could do as she had already ordered a local gardening company to level that part of the garden, and once that was accomplished, as she described with obvious relish, the gardener would plant the most beautiful wild flowers and turn this ugly mess of mine into a colorful paradise.
I was not amused by this at all, as you might imagine, but there was nothing I could do to save my gorgeous oasis of chaos, so I grumpily accepted "my" garden's fate. After that, my mom avoided me whenever she could, and when she couldn't, she wouldn't mention the garden at all. This didn't strike me as odd, since I assumed she might feel at least a little bit guilty about her sneaky move (at this point, I hadn't seen the "improved" version of the garden yet).
Cut to a few weeks later, when I went back to Ticino and finally DID see the "flowery meadow" and "colorful paradise" my dear mother had ordered. My jaw dropped. But in shock - not in awe of flowery beauty of any kind: as there were NO flowers of any kind. What there was, was sod. Plain, ugly sod, completely devoid of any insect (or other animal) life, already turning into a brownish yellow due to a lack of rain in the past weeks.
You see, my mom's Italian is not very good (in fact, it's so far from good that it could be argued she doesn't speak it at all) and as it turned out, there had been a "slight" misunderstanding. Instead of planting gorgeous wild flowers, the local gardener (whose Italian is impeccable by the way), put turf rolls down after he'd leveled my oasis; turf rolls of the kind that is usually used for sterile football fields.
OK (you, dear reader, might say at this point); sad story, bro - but what does it have to do with the swallowtail in the photo? The answer is: everything. The past autumn and all through spring this year I've been planting wild flowers in that garden like a mad botanist; I've planted field scabiouses and red clover, ox-eye daisies, echium, salvia and thyme and lavender as well as plants for the caterpillars of the in Switzerland rare swallowtail butterfly such as fennel and wild carrots.
This was my desperate attempt to undo the damage and terrible devastation my mother's wrath had brought upon the earth (well, my garden's earth anyway) and turn this sod-desert into an oasis of pure botanic chaos and a colorful paradise teeming with insect life once more.
And it worked! Ever since those plants started flowering my garden has been an attraction for all kinds of butterflies and generally insects, even rare ones - and, obviously, my dearest guest and visitor that you can see in the photo above: the swallowtail.
These gorgeous butterflies are now steady guests, and they even laid their eggs on the fennel (which is now a nursery for cute swallowtail caterpillars). So in the end, my mom's will prevailed (as is always the case with the wills of all moms all over the world - don't kid yourselves, kids 😉). My weeds are gone, there now is indeed a flowery meadow - and there's even vegetables (although the fennel is strictly for the swallowtails 😊).
I have a creeping suspicion maybe my mom's Italian is better than she lets on...
and reflects the sunbeam from his irised mail...:-)
George H. Ellwanger, Meditations on Gout, 1897
HDT!! HGGT!! Protect the one you love...wear a mask, take care :-)
dragonfly, plant delights nursery, wake county, north carolina
Today I would like to send you back to a wonderful morning that I was able to experience all to myself below Kriebstein Castle. To be precise, you can see the crowning conclusion here, which I didn't expect at all.
At that point I had been here for quite a while and had already taken some photos. The fog on the water was the absolute highlight (of course next to the cool knight's castle that I was here for). But something was still missing to make the atmosphere perfect.
The sky was just monotonously blue-grey and therefore quite boring.
But all of a sudden, I had already packed my things again, this small single cloud comes by, which had been set on fire by the rising sun. And everything came together.
Heute möchte ich Euch noch einmal zurück schicken, zu einem wunderschönen Morgen, den ich ganz für mich unterhalb der Burg Kriebstein erleben durfte. Um genau zu sein seht Ihr hier den krönenden Abschluß, mit dem ich garnicht mehr gerechnet hatte.
Zu diesem Zeitpunkt war ich schon eine geraume Weile hier unterwegs und hatte auch schon einige Fotos gemacht. Der Nebel auf dem Wasser war dabei das absolute Highlight (natürlich neben der coolen Ritterburg wegen der ich ja hier war). Doch irgendwas hat trotzdem noch gefehlt um die Stimmung perfekt zu machen.
Der Himmel war bis gerade eben noch eintönig blau-grau und somit recht langweilig.
Doch auf einmal, ich hatte meine Sachen schon wieder eingepackt, kommt diese kleine einzelne Wolke vorbei, die von der aufgehenden Sonne in Brand gesetzt worden war. Und schon passte alles zusammen.
more of this on my website at: www.shoot-to-catch.de
To be precise : in 6 weeks I will be standing at exactly this place to watch the waves. Blavand, Jylland, Denmark
Because we're talking about holiday memories, I'll go right back to the beginning of my Slovenia tour, to Bled to be precise.
I don't think I've ever photographed a subject as often in such a short time as the island with the church in the middle of Lake Bled. I was only here for two days and still there are at least 5 versions of this picture. And since I'm only counting the versions that were made from the shore. The conditions were constantly changing and so every time I looked at the lake the sight was completely different and beautiful again. So, of course, I had to capture all of these different faces.
Here, it's easy to see that it's dusk and besides the fact that a light just came on here and there (that's why I'm here), I'm standing under an umbrella in the pouring rain and trying to operate the camera with one hand. As you can see, I did quite well.
Weil wir gerade bei Urlaubserinnerungen sind gehe ich gleich nochmal zurück zum Anfrang meiner Slowenien Tour, genauer gesagt nach Bled.
Ich glaube, ich hab noch nie ein Motiv in so kurzer Zeit so oft fotografiert wie die Insel mit der Kirche in der Mitte des Bleder Sees. Ich war nur zwei Tage hier und trotzdem gibt es mindestens 5 Versionen dieses Bildes. Und da zähle ich nur die Versionen, die vom Ufer aus gemacht wurden. Die Bedingungen waren ständig im Wandel und so war der Anblick, jedesmal wenn ich auf den See geblickt habe, völlig verändert und wieder anders schön. Also musste ich diese unterschiedlichen Gesichter natürlich alle festhalten.
Hier, das ist unschwer zu erkennen, ist gerade Abenddämmerung und neben der Tatsache, dass gerade hier und da ein Licht anging (darum bin ich hier) stehe ich gerade im strömenden Regen unter einem Schirm und versuche mit einer Hand die Kamera zu bedienen. Was mir, wie man sehen kann, ganz gut gelungen ist.
Site emblématique de la ville des Sables d'Olonne, et plus précisément de son quartier originel de la Chaume, le phare de la Chaume, ou "Feu de la tour d'Arundel", est situé sur la terrasse de la tour d'Arundel qui constitue le donjon carré de l'ancien château Saint-Clair à la Chaume, bâti à l'entrée du port des Sables-d'Olonne au 14ème siècle par les princes de Talmont.
fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phare_de_la_Chaume
Château Saint-Clair (Vendée)
fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ch%C3%A2teau_Saint-Clair_(Vendée)
Castle St Clair - La Chaume lighthouse
Emblematic site of the city of Les Sables d'Olonne, and more precisely of its original district of La Chaume, the lighthouse of La Chaume, or "Feu de la tour d'Arundel", is located on the terrace of the tower of Arundel which constitutes the square dungeon of the former castle Saint-Clair at La Chaume, built at the entrance of the habour of Sables-d'Olonne in the 14th century by the princes of Talmont.
February 2023 - Uploaded 2023/02/09
This ship sucks sand from riverbeds and the sea bottom - a very precise way to deepen harbors and waterways. It can unload the sand into cargo ships, or spit the sand out - through the air - at a considerable distance, creating new banks and isles.
The name of the vessel refers to the Dutch founder of the Netherlands. It was recently built, but already worked all over the world. For fuel, it uses environmentally friendly cooking oil.
Explored October 18, 2022
"Berlin" Gold, to be precise – which is made of chromium-nickel steel. This is the famous "Berlin" sculpture on Berlin-Charlottenburg boulevard Tauentzien. It was created in 1987 by artist couple Martin Matschinsky and Brigitte Matschinsky-Denninghoff, and erected for the "Skulpturenboulevard" (sculpture boulevard) exhibition, a temporary exhibition in public space (of Berlin-West) of seven large sculptures/installations on the occasion of Berlin's 750th anniversary in 1987 and in connection with the Capital of Culture Year 1988. The intertwined, yet separated steel pipes of "Berlin" were meant to symbolize the situation of the city that, back in 1987, was still divided by the Berlin wall.
Unlike the other sculptures, "Berlin" was bought by the Senate of Berlin after the end of the exhibition, and is permanently installed on Tauentzien's centre strip. There are several more chromium-nickel steel pipe sculptures created by Matschinsky-Denninghoff in Berlin (and other cities in Germany). The sculpture "Dreiheit" (Trinity), which I've photographed as well (and which I'll probably upload soon as well), can be found in front of the Berlinische Galerie in Berlin-Kreuzberg.
The building in the lower right corner is the Europa-Center, a building complex built between 1963 and 1965. Europa-Center's high-rise tower with the rotating Mercedes-Benz star on the roof was, for many years, West Berlin's highest building and also quickly became one of West Berlin's landmarks. Today, the entire building complex is heritage protected.
Berliner Gold
... Das, strengenommen, aus Chromnickelstahl in Gestalt der Skulptur "Berlin" besteht. Diese berühmte, aus ineinander verschlungenen, aber dennoch voneinander getrennten Röhren bestehende Skulptur, die die damals noch bestehende Berliner Teilung symbolisiert(e), wurde 1987 vom Künstlerehepaar Matschinsky-Denninghoff erschaffen. Die Erstausstellung erfolgte im Rahmen des "Skulpturenboulevards", einer Ausstellung mit sieben Groß-Skulpturen/-Installationen im öffentlichen Raum West-Berlins anlässlich Berlins 750. Geburtstag 1987 und der Kulturhauptstadt 1988. Anders als die anderen Skulpturen des Skulpturenboulevards wurde "Berlin" vom Berliner Senat erworben und ist permanent auf dem Mittelstreifen des Tauentziens in der City-West zu sehen.
Es gibt, nicht nur in Berlin, sondern auch in anderen deutschen Städten, noch weitere von Matschinsky-Denninghoff geschaffene Stahlskulpturen. Eine davon, die ich ebenfalls fotografiert habe (das Foto werde ich vermutlich demnächst auch hochladen), die Skulptur "Dreiheit", ist vor der Berlinischen Galerie in Berlin-Kreuzberg zu finden.
Das Gebäude rechts "unten" ist der Turm des Europa-Centers. Das Europa-Center besteht nicht nur aus dem Hochhaus, sondern auch aus einem Einkaufszentrum am Breitscheidplatz. Das Hochaus des Europa-Centers war lange Zeit West-Berlins höchstes Gebäude und avancierte, nicht zuletzt wegen des weithin sichtbaren, rotierenden Mercedes-Sterns auf dem Dach, schnell zu einem Wahrzeichen der geteilten Stadt. Der zwischen 1963 und *65 errichtete Gebäudekomplex steht heute unter Denkmalschutz.
it’s precise, lightning-like, clean cut, brilliant, alert :-)
Beaumont Newhall
Ukraine Matters! PeaceNow!
oakleaf hydrangea, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Look at that precise balance! Wing goes right, part of tail feathers move left, perhaps without thought.
You know how when you think, oh, what the heck, I'll just try this, and it almost turns out to be identifiable? The hummingbird continued to examine me and didn't seem to mind the macro lens. I cropped this a tad.
Identification welcomed. Not trying for an award with these photos. Just having goose-bump interactions ;-)
Rufous Hummingbird (Selasphorus rufus) female/juvenile perhaps.
Machinists use this type of a micrometer to measure the depth of a hole or opening with precise accuracy. I placed the device on my laptop so the keyboard's lights would show up as Bokeh in the background. An Aputure MC LED light was also used to highlight the gauge's numbers.
“Each meeting occurs at the precise moment for which it was meant. Usually, when it will have the greatest impact on our lives.”
― Nadia Scrieva
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Pint-sized owl of the U.S., Canada, and Mexico; found in northern forests and western mountains. Prefers areas with conifers and thick understory. Fairly common, but shy and difficult to see. Patterned with brown and white overall, with streaked white forehead and blotchy rusty-brown streaks below. No ear tufts. Migratory, but numbers of migrants fluctuate greatly from year to year. Named for its loud, repetitive whistles that sound like a saw being whetted (sharpened). Also gives a harsher, rising screech. Most similar to less common Boreal Owl. Saw-whet is smaller with streaks (not spots) on forehead and richer orange-brown streaks on underparts. (eBird)
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This cute little owl was playing peek-a-boo with us as we walked through the forest. We almost missed him, being so well-hidden, but we knew that if there was a saw-whet, it would probably be in the area we were searching, so we were extra vigilant. The precise location of these owls is kept secret during the season to protect them from being harassed. This photo was taken from a distance and we quickly left it alone.
Amherst Island, Ontario, Canada. January 2025.
Eastern Ontario Birding.
🇫🇷Nous voici sur la terrasse de notre location pour cette 2° semaine de vacances en Corse, plus précisément Tiuccia qui est une station balnéaire de Corse-du-Sud, dépendant de la commune de Casaglione et située à une vingtaine de kilomètres d'Ajaccio, sur la route de Calvi (par la côte), au fond du golfe de Sagone.
Elle est bâtie au pied du rocher de Capraghja (Carpraja), où demeurent quelques vestiges des fondations du château des comtes de Cinarca, et d'où l'on domine la totalité du golfe, jusqu'à Cargèse.
Le site est bordé au nord par le Monte Lazzu (100 m). Dans son prolongement en direction de la mer se trouvent également les ruines de deux anciennes fortifications génoises, la tour du Capigliolu (XVIe siècle) et un fortin (XVIIe siècle/XVIIIe siècle).
🇬🇧 Here we are on the terrace of our rental for this 2° week holiday in Corsica, more precisely Tiuccia which is a seaside resort of Corsica-du-Sud, dependent on the commune of Casaglione and located about twenty kilometers from Ajaccio, on the road to Calvi (by the coast), at the bottom of the Gulf of Sagone.
It is built at the foot of the rock of Capraghja (Carpraja), where remains of the foundations of the castle of the counts of Cinarca, and from where one dominates the entire gulf, up to Cargèse.
The site is bordered to the north by the Monte Lazzu (100 m). In its extension towards the sea are also the ruins of two ancient Genoese fortifications, the tower of Capigliolu (16th century) and a fortin (17th century/18th century).
The man at the end of the road,
or curve, to be precise,
or was it an intersection of some kind?
Well, a U-turn it was not.
The man on the road had a cloak,
or a coat, to be precise,
or was it a smoking jacket of some kind?
Well, a duster it was not.
The man on the road wore a cap,
or a hat, to be precise,
or was it a stovepipe topper of some kind?
Well, a bonnet it was not.
The man on the road passed me by,
and said hi, to be precise.
There was something quite special about that man,
But what it was... I forgot.
Claudia G. Kukulka
Calendula officinalis, the pot marigold, ruddles, common marigold or Scotch marigold, is a flowering plant in the daisy family Asteraceae. It is probably native to southern Europe, though its long history of cultivation makes its precise origin unknown, and it may possibly be of garden origin. It is also widely naturalised farther north in Europe (as far as southern England) and elsewhere in warm temperate regions of the world.
Normally I'm here to show you Croydon car parks but here's one from another part of London, in Stratford, in East London, to be precise. For someone that likes to shoot architecture car parks are always an interesting challenge. They are usually very symmetrical with distinguishable lines and shapes. There's always likely to be an abundance of light and shadow because car parks are likely to not be fully enclosed, leaving room for lots of contrasts in tone and light. If I go past a car park I always look for a composition of some kind.
I've subtitled this 'when day becomes night' because this image was a post processing challenge that I set myself. This shot was actually taken in the middle of the day, at 1pm to be exact. I wanted to see if I could make it appear as if was taken at 1am instead.
HSS
I couldn't find a precise ID for this small, cute little Jumper. I've not taken many bird photos lately--haven't had the luck, nor much of the ability. I didn't say much about my injuries, but suffice it to say I suffered a slight concussion. A lot of the photos I've taken lately are macro. Easier to look down than up. I need the practice anyway.
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The precise location of this bird was posted back in December. Would he still be there?
He was.
He was a life bird for us.
I'm posting this months later....
I was impressed with the results from a post processing program.
I wondered if I could spiff up my less than great photos of this exciting and rare birb.
I'll give you the link to David Steidensticker's owl photo.
flic.kr/p/2iPkSWq
Look at the change in the feather detail around the beak.
I'm doing the free trial.
So far the hardest thing has been finding the photo in my files after putting it through processing.
Stay strong, my flickr monkeys.
Budva. Old Town, Montenegro
The oldest church with the precise date of constructing in Budva is crunch of St. Maria’s. It’s placed in the Old Town of Budva. This is a short Latin inscription in stone about the building of a church in 840.
Today it survives incorporated in the north wall of St. Maria’s, one of the oldest known, accurately dated, medieval inscriptions on the eastern Adriatic coast. It is believed that it refers to the church of St. Maria cited in later written sources. It is not known where the church was located; possibly it was even an adaptation of the diocesan basilica. The small town of Budva did not preserve many records of its appearance in the Middle Ages.
Material remains confirm continuity of habitation in the town. For this period there are the remains of ecclesiastical buildings, and something an be concluded on the basis of the medieval walls.
To be more precise this is Castle Augustusburg in Brühl (sometimes also called Augustusburg palace which sounds more like it looks like) - built as a weekend cottage by the Archbishop-Elector of Cologne, Clemens August of Bavaria of the Wittelsbach family in the 18th century. The castle is surrounded by extensive gardens and park grounds. From shortly after World War II until 1994, Augustusburg was used as a reception hall for guests of state by the German President, as it is not far from Bonn, which was the capital of Germany at that time.The castle is protected by the international “Convention concerning the Protection of the World Cultural and Natural heritage”. I shot this on a photo safari with my friend during the only hour of good light yesterday.
Large, green parrot of tropical lowlands, mainly in drier areas. Uncommon. Found in semiopen areas with forest patches, big trees, and forest edges. Most often seen flying overhead early and late in the day, often fairly high and usually in pairs or loose groups made up of pairs. Note the dark gray bill and overall plain head with a bright yellow nape (yellow reduced or lacking on immatures). Like other parrots in the same genus, in flight shows a red patch on the flight feathers. (eBird)
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Amazing how well this beautiful parrot blends into his surroundings,. We were fortunate to see a small flock fly into a tree. Unfortunately, this species is one of those prized by the pet trade and so is now considered Critically Endangered. Therefore, I am not putting him on the map, nor will I add his precise location to this comment.
Here’s the link to our Costa Rica trip list: ebird.org/tripreport/477692
Puntarenas, Costa Rica. February 2026.
Eagle-Eye Tours.
Est une espèce de passereaux. Auparavant placé dans la famille des Turdidae, il figure actuellement, avec d'autres représentants de celle-ci (particulièrement les tariers et les traquets), dans celle des Muscicapidae. Le mâle et la femelle sont presque identiques, avec une couronne, des ailes, le dessus et la queue de couleur brune, une bande grise sur les côtés de la gorge, un ventre blanc et la fameuse « gorge rouge », plus précisément de couleur orange foncé tirant vers le rouge. Bien que sa face et sa poitrine soient plus orangées que rougeâtres, cet oiseau prend le nom familier de rouge-gorge au Moyen Âge. Cette contradiction est due à ce que la dénomination de la couleur orange n'apparaît en Europe qu'au xvie siècle, par la diffusion sur ce continent de l'orange douce (le fruit) rapportée à la fin du xve siècle par les Portugais de Ceylan et de Chine.
L'âge maximal d'un rouge-gorge est de 18 ans.
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Is a species of passerines. Previously placed in the Turdidae family, it currently appears, along with other representatives of this family (particularly augers and wheatear), in that of the Muscicapidae. The male and the female are almost identical, with a crown, wings, upper and tail of brown color, a gray band on the sides of the throat, a white belly and the famous "red throat", more precisely of color. dark orange tending to red. Although its face and chest are more orange than reddish, this bird took the colloquial name of robin in the Middle Ages. This contradiction is due to the fact that the name of the color orange does not appear in Europe until the sixteenth century, by the distribution on this continent of the sweet orange (the fruit) reported at the end of the fifteenth century by the Portuguese of Ceylon and China.
The maximum age for a robin is 18.
Sant'Antonio is a giant edifice without a precise architectural style. Over the centuries, it has grown under a variety of different influences as shown by the exterior details.
The new basilica was begun as a single-naved church, like that of St Francis of Assisi, with an apsidal chancel, broad transepts and two square nave bays roofed with hemispherical domes like that of San Marco, Venice. The exterior style is a mixing of mainly Romanesque and Byzantine elements, with some Gothic features.
Later in the 13th century, the aisles were added in a more Gothic style, the length of each nave bay being divided into two aisle bays with pointed arches and quadripartite vaults.
The eastern apse was also extended in the Gothic style, receiving a ribbed vault and nine radiating chapels in the French manner. Later also, the Treasury chapel was built in 1691 in the Baroque style by Filippo Parodi, a pupil of Bernini.
The domes, like the domes of St. Mark's Basilica, were raised in height externally, giving a Byzantine appearance to the building, while the multitude of small belfries which accompany the domes recall Turkish minarets. Externally, at the main roof line each section of the building is marked by a low gable decorated with blind arcading in brick. These gables combine with the domes, the broad buttresses and the little towers to create a massive sculptural form, both diverse and unified in its conglomeration of features. As a work of architecture the building is particularly effective when viewed from the north west,] an extra dimension being added to the facade by the huge plinth and dynamic equestrian monument of the Condottiero Gattamelata by Donatello.
Just a single wake line and a solitary wing bridging the gap between sea and sky.
Captured during the precise moments of twilight, the composition utilizes a high-contrast palette of deep indigo and soft amethyst to explore themes of isolation, scale, and human transit.
A lone vessel glides through a vast, liquid canvas of deep indigo, cutting a delicate path through the silent expanse of the sea. It moves under the gentle watch of an ethereal twilight sky, where the horizon dissolves into a soft tapestry of pastel pink and amethyst light. The ocean mirrors the heavens, cloaked in rich, velvety blues that evoke a profound sense of solitude, peace, and timeless wanderlust.
The yacht leaves behind a gentle, chalk-white wake, a temporary scar of human presence on an otherwise pristine, eternal canvas.
To the right, a seabird hangs suspended in the air, a fleeting silhouette that accentuates the immense scale and quiet majesty of the open water. For a brief moment, the bird matched the yacht's speed, a silent companion bridging the gap between sky and sea. It balances the weight of the ship and breaks up the expansive water adding a touch of natural life.
The clean, modern lines of the ship stand in perfect balance with the soft, geometric division of the horizon, blending human engineering with nature's quiet artistry.
Massive expanses of blue and purple frame the yacht. This amplifies a powerful sense of isolation, scale, and quiet solitude on the open water.
The vessel occupies the lower right quadrant. It moves toward the left frame, leaving a clear "path" that creates a natural narrative flow.
Shot from a cliffside high vantage point, this angle flattens the horizon line into a clean, geometric divider, keeping the composition visually balanced.
"Amethyst" perfectly identifies the rare, high-contrast violet and pink gradient in the sky, while "Meridian" directly highlights the crisp, geometric horizon line that splits the canvas in half. A peak point of splendor capturing a luxury vessel navigating the absolute peak of twilight.
Hound Tor to be precise - which can be seen in the background. Those were the views from Smallacombe Rocks into the Dartmoor landscape. We discovered quite a few Bronze Age remnants - a hut circle where we enjoyed our picnic and a rock basin which was filled with rain water.
The precise location of this bird was posted back in December. Would he still be there?
He was.
A few curious folks stopped to watch the spectacular bird drop to the ground and then pop back onto a perch.
A brief flash of bright red on a grey day in LA.
#MacroMonday
#unusualpatterns
Weather forecast on a knife blade. On a Damascus steel knife blade, to be precise. Not what I initially had in mind, but that so often is the case when it's one of the "MM themes of the 1000 possibilities". Usually, for such a wide theme, I only have a few vague ideas what I could do for it, and the end result is pretty much a random surprise of what looks, firstly, most interesting through the macro lens, and, secondly, best as a photo, of course. Also, what is easy when it's not asked for - such as finding interesting patterns - becomes nearly impossible when it's required: patterns positively seemed to escape me as I went looking for them around the apartment ;-) And when I saw the knife in the kitchen (I hadn't even considered it as a possibility) I just thought "OK, that's probably very boring, but I'll give it a try." As for the "macro lens surprise", that was that not only did the banding typical for Damascus steel looked like waves (often an intended effect, but I only learned about that when I did my research on Damascus steel for the description and the tags), but those scratches from sharpening the knife that you can see in the upper part of the image also looked like heavy rain. And here it was, unfolding before my eyes: the high seas tempest.
The setup for the photo was as simple as it gets: I simply propped the knife, sharp side of the blade up, against a jar of sugar (my photo studio also doubles as breakfast and dinner table), both of it sitting on top of a heavy book to give it the same height as my camera on its small table top tripod, positioned one LED lamp (warm light) at the side of the table and grabbed my LED torch (cold light) to illuminate the blade from above (which also added the ever so slight 3D effect on the upper part of the blade), enabled the in-camera focus-stacking function, and hit the shutter button. I shot three focus stacking sequences of different parts of the knife of which this looked best.
Processing steps: The cold / warm light effect is something I get quite often when I use different light sources as above mentioned. It even works with one artificial light source (provided it gives warm light) and daylight from the window. Here I liked the split tone effect very much because I think it adds more depth to image. I wish I could have achieved the vivid colours you see here entirely by the use of light and the use of a colour filter (warm-cold or a combination of a cooling and a warming filter), but I've only recently considered to buy a few photo filters to improve my landscape photography, and since a good filter is expensive, I think I will buy one or two more versatile filters first before checking out the more exotic colour filters. So the colour enhancement here was done in Lightroom, where I tweaked the saturation and luminance of the blue, yellow and orange tones, and then in Nik's Color Efex, where, as final touch, I applied a Bi-color filter. I hope that these processing steps are deemed OK according to the new MM rules regarding the editing of an MM shot. I also did some sharpening and de-noising in Topaz Sharpen AI ("Focus" yielded the best result).
HMM, Everyone, and have a beautiful and safe week ahead!
at the moment when he, the photographer, meets the reality he wishes to capture.
Brassai
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opuntia, spineless prickly pear cactus, 'Ellisiana' j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Plasma is the fourth state a material can be in ( Solid,Liquid,Gas,Plasma) and is electric conductrice.
This is a picture of a so called consumable for a plasma cutting machine, to be more precise a elektrode used for cutting stainless steel plates into all kind of shapes.
The copper is used for spreading the heat the tungsten insert for withstanding the heat as the plasmaprocess used for cutting stainless steel can reach up to 28.000 degrees celcius ( 50.000 F ).
As can be seen on the picture the elektrode is hollow, this is for the cooling water to flow thru and it is keeping the process controlable.
For this type of plasma we use a mixture of 65% Argon and 35% Hydrogen as a plasma gas.
Early morning
Eight o'clock precise
I see the lonely August sun arise
Say you know
You will
Move me like you do... ♫
( ok, so it was actually 7:43 (says the Exif), and not August but September, but it was the first song that came to my mind while I was shooting so, that's what you get :) )
Happy Thursday! Oh! And it's green, I finally was able to catch up with something here :P
To be more precise this is a tulip votive candle holder but that doesn’t fit in the title well… grin
Looking Close on Friday
ANSH scavenger20 my vice
(Used to love spending much time post processing pictures- I found it calming and rewarding! )
Precise location no longer known. This is a fruit-eating pigeon species endemic to New Zealand. It is found throughout most of the three main islands, although it has become extinct in much of the eastern part of South Island. Food competition from introduced Australian possums and doubtless predation of the young by introduced rats has led to a sharp decline in numbers. From a slide.
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* Another landscape from the Lofoten Islands in Arctic Norway . I cannot be precise exactly where this was taken . We were basically driving around the Islands on almost deserted roads for three days . Every time that we said Wow which was quite often I stopped the car got out and took a shot or two .
Its certainly the most unspoilt area I have ever visited I don’t think we saw anything that wasn’t beautiful for the three days .
I remember listening to a radio programme many years before I went to Norway. They were interviewing Sandi Toksvig on her travel experiences . I remember the final question was if you could only visit one more place in your life where would it be she replied the Lofoten Islands . I guess it sowed a seed in my brain as Ms Toksvig seemed to have travelled throughout the world
THANKS FOR YOUR VISITING BUT CAN I ASK YOU NOT TO FAVE AN IMAGE WITHOUT ALSO MAKING A COMMENT. MANY THANKS KEITH. ANYONE MAKING MULTIPLE FAVES WITHOUT COMMENTS WILL SIMPLY BE BLOCKED