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"To possess the world in the form of images is, precisely, to re-experience the unreality and remoteness of the the real."
Susan Sontag, On Photography
Young Mursi mother with ornamental clay lip-plate. Semi-nomadic pastoral settlement situated on the upper bank of the Mago River, a tributary that joins the essential Omo River in a remote corner of southwestern Ethiopia.
On the meaning of lip-plates in Mursi culture and society
The Mursi are one of the last groups in Africa where women still wear large wooden or clay plates in their lower lips. Most Mursi women wear lip-plates as an aesthetic symbol of cultural pride and identity, signifying passage to womanhood/adulthood.
The labrets are worn more frequently by unmarried or newly wed women and are generally worn when serving men food or during important ritual events (weddings, men's duelling competitions, communal dances, safari photo-ops).
Cow-horn designs are engraved along the borders of this labret, signifying Mursi dependance on cattle herding for their livelihood.
Debunking popular myths
Contrary to popular opinion among travellers and other passing strangers, ethnographers found little or no connection between the size of a woman’s lip-plate and the size of her bridewealth (cattle, guns).
Anthropologists and ethnographers have debunked another popular myth. They found no evidence that the labret originated as a deliberate attempt to disfigure and make women less attractive to slave traders, yet this myth seems to surface regularly in accounts by both amateur and professional photographers, Safari tourists, and bloggers alike.
The Mursi and Mursiland
Most Mursi live in small settlements dispersed across Mursiland, a remote territory of about thirty by eighty kilometres between the Omo and Mago Rivers in southwestern Ethiopia, a day or two overland to the borders with South Sudan and northern Kenya.
The terrain varies from a volcanic plain dominated by a range of hills and a major watershed to a riverine forest, wooded grasslands and thorny bushland thickets. The climate is harsh and unstable with low rainfall and daily temperatures regularly exceeding 40°C in the shade during the dry season.
The Mursi are semi-nomadic farmers and herders who depend on shifting hoe-cultivation (mostly drought-resistant varieties of sorghum) and cattle herding for their livelihood. They number less than ten thousand today.
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Definitive ethnographic accounts on the meaning of lip-plates in Mursi culture and society include:
* David Turton, "Lip plates and the people who take photographs: uneasy encounters between Mursi and tourists in southern Ethiopia", Anthropology Today, 20:3, 3-8, 2004.
* Shauna Latosky, "Reflections on the lip-plates of Mursi women as a source of stigma and self-esteem", in Ivo Strecker and Jean Lydall (eds.) The perils of face: Essays on cultural contact, respect and self-esteem in southern Ethiopia, Mainzer Beiträge zur Afrika-Forschung, Lit Verlag, Berlin, 2006, pp. 371-386.
I can't remember precisely where in the city of Buenos Aires I took this photo. I stayed there for five weeks, and it was a regular habit of mine to walk for hours around her many streets, soaking in the sights and stopping occasionally for media lunas and espresso. This church wall caught my attention, with the delicate shadows from the tree dancing across the face of Mary.
Some years ago----never mind how long precisely----having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world.
Herman Melville, 'Moby Dick'
More precisely this is the Our Lady of Perpetual Help, also know as the Wilson Church. Once in Colfax county Nebraska but now torn down.
A Magnolia tree arranging its foliage very precisely to get at every ray of light that happens to wander around aimlessly...
The Flora and Fauna of « my » Château (de La Hulpe) in the Summer time, is a non-stop inspiration and a childlike joy for me!! The…..”wild” world over there, gives me an indescribable, …wild joy, especially, when a colourful Lady (Peacock Butterfly) like the one of my main photo, suddenly lands in front of my very eyes (my camera’s eyes more precisely) , onto my model bloom! What a ….wild surprise! But just look also at the rest of my beeee-sy models!!! Don’t you find them adorable, too????
Western Bowerbird
Chlamydera guttata
May 21st, 2021
Jessie Gap, Alice Springs, Northern Territory, Australia
Canon EOS R5
Canon EF 600mm f4L IS III USM lens
A Western Bowerbird meticulously inspects his bower, ensuring every treasure is precisely placed.
This photo was taken while we waited for the train, precisely because they have lost one annates havi.
The sacred and the secular are, therefore, not two things placed side by side; they are one thing seen under two aspects. Something is sacred, precisely in its relationship to God. Since everything is related to God, everything is radically sacred. The secular, the profane, is that which is seen by man apart from, even in opposition to, the divine. Since everything can be seen apart from the divine, even though in its own radical being it is related to the divine, everything can be secularized or profaned, except the divine by definition. Thus, if the sacred and secular appear as opposed spheres in man’s life, this opposition says more about the moral conditions of man than it says about the structure of reality.
-E.g., “The Mystical Milieu” (1917), WW, 117–49; “The Mass on the World” (1923), HM, 119–34; “The Phenomenon of Spirituality” (1937), HE, 93–112; “Introduction to the Christian Life” (1944), CE, 151–72., , Thomas Aquinas and Teilhard de Chardin Christian Humanism in an Age of Unbelief, Donald J. Goergen, OP
Rue du Faubourg Saint-Antoine 13/02/2023 09h25
Rue du Faubourg Saint-Antoine at the level of the Rue Trousseau with at the left Square Trousseau.
Rue du Faubourg Saint-Antoine
Rue du Faubourg Saint-Antoine, which now forms the boundary between the 11th and the 12th arrondissement of Paris is one of the oldest axes of the French capital. It derives its name from the ancient abbey of Saint-Antoine (Abbey Saint-Antoine-des-Champs), destroyed at the end of the eighteenth century, and more precisely in the Faubourg Saint-Antoine, which developed near the abbey. It was Chausée St. Antoine, between Place de la Bastille and Rue de Montreuil and Rue de Vincennes a bit further.
Don't mix up Rue du Faubourg Saint-Antoine with Rue Saint-Antoine, which runs from the center of Paris to the Bastille.
Rue du Faubourg Saint-Antoine is 1810 meters long and has a width ranging from 17 to 30 meters.
Moose of the Canadian Rockies
Moose (Alces alces) are the largest members of the deer family, and their size is precisely why they are one of nature’s most resilient cold-climate species. Their adaptive mechanism to conserve body heat is best described by a zoological principle known as, ‘Bergmann’s Rule.’ The rule applies to the ratio of body surface to weight in warm-blooded animals. Moose have a relatively small surface area compared to their volume. Regardless of external temperatures, Moose maintain a relatively constant internal temperature—meaning they require only minor metabolic and environmental adjustments to live comfortably in North America’s lowest-temperature regions. Moose range from the Arctic coasts of North America, Europe, and Asia, down to the southern limits of the boreal forest. In North America, they reach their southern extent in New York State to the east and Utah to the west.
The Moose is a browser, or ‘eater of twigs’ as the Algonquian Native name translates. In a single day, an adult can consume about 44 pounds of vegetation. They graze on aquatic plants such as water lilies and duckweed and make use of their impressive stature to tear off twigs high in the willow trees. Summer waterways are important feeding areas and also provide escape routes from wolves, bears, and mesopredators like the red fox and coyote.
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Mainau, Konstanz, Baden-Württemberg, Deutschland.
Mainau es una isla de Alemania, localizada en el Lago de Constanza y más precisamente en la parte noroccidental conocida como lago de Überlingen (Überlinger See). La isla está conectada por el sur con la tierra firme mediante un puente.
Mainau se encuentra comprendida en el territorio comunal de la ciudad de Constanza y de hecho la mejor forma de llegar a la misma es por medio del transporte urbano de esta ciudad, que tiene una línea de autobús con parada en el acceso a la isla. Ésta es un importante destino turístico gracias a su suave clima, merced al cual alberga una vegetación muy rica en especies, incluso subtropicales y tropicales.
La entrada a la isla se hace previo pago, pero su cuidada vegetación, los millones de flores que la decoran (como es evidente, fundamentalmente en los meses de primavera y verano), sus invernaderos de palmas y de mariposas - en el cual estas sobrevuelan libremente a los visitantes y son de gran variedad y grandes tamaños -, su espacio con variados tipos de columpios complejos, y su pequeña zona con diferentes animales, junto a otros detalles, son de un interés objetivo.
De acuerdo con todo lo anterior, el lugar también es denominado La isla de las flores.
Mainau is an island in Germany, located on Lake Constance and more precisely in the northwestern part known as Lake Überlingen (Überlinger See). The island is connected by the south with the mainland by means of a bridge.
Mainau is included in the communal territory of the city of Constanza and in fact the best way to get there is through the urban transport of this city, which has a bus line with stop at the access to the island. This is an important tourist destination thanks to its mild climate, thanks to which it shelters a vegetation very rich in species, even subtropical and tropical.
The entrance to the island is made after payment, but its careful vegetation, the millions of flowers that decorate it (as is evident, mainly in the months of spring and summer), its greenhouses of palms and butterflies - in which they fly over freely to visitors and they are of great variety and size - their space with varied types of complex swings, and their small area with different animals, together with other details, are of an objective interest.
In agreement with all the previous thing, the place also is denominated the island of the flowers.
Liverpool architecture 1 of 2.
Modern glass and reflections of waterfront contrasting with traditional Royal Liver Building.
Lo zafferano è una piccola, ma “ricca” piantina, dalla quale si ricava la preziosissima spezia, precisamente dallo stimma, la quale ha diverse applicazioni in ambito gastronomico. In arabo zafferano significa giallo, che è poi il colore che tinge i piatti e le pietanze, che come l’oro impreziosiscono le nostre tavole.
La sua origine è molto lontana, infatti il crocus cativus, questo il suo nome botanico, è soprattutto coltivato in Asia e in Africa settentrionale, mentre nel nostro Paese tra le più importanti regioni produttrici c' è la Sardegna
Saffron is a flower, which produces the precious spice, precisely by the stigma, which has many applications in gastronomy. In Arabic means saffron yellow, which is the color tinting plates and dishes, which like gold embellish our tables.
Its origin is very far, in fact, the crocus cativus, this is its botanical name, is mainly cultivated in Asia and North Africa, while in our country the most important producing regions c 'is Sardinia
The Aqueduct of Segovia (or more precisely, the aqueduct bridge) is a Roman aqueduct and one of the most significant and best-preserved ancient monuments left on the Iberian Peninsula. It is located in Spain and is the foremost symbol of Segovia, as evidenced by its presence on the city's coat of arms.
Somewhere in Veiðivötn, Iceland, August 2025
If you were to ask me what has driven my progress in image editing the most over the past year, the answer would be clear: working in series. The concept isn’t new in photography, and there are different approaches to it. Personally, I’m especially interested in the spatial and visual relationships within a series. The spatial aspect is simple: the photos in a series are created in the same place. Here, for instance, in Iceland. The visual relationships, by contrast, have to be recognized or created by the photographer. That continues to challenge me to this day, and that is precisely where the power of the idea that drives me lies.
In my view, the effort is more than justified: through sequencing—anchored in place and aesthetics—you can tell a story that would be hardly possible with single images.
On Flickr, the idea of a series is hard to convey: I can upload the photos in the desired order, but I can no longer control their arrangement afterward. As a result, the aesthetics of the series and with them its idea are lost. Therefore, I will, going forward, upload the entire series as a single image after I have published all the individual images here. This way, I hope to better convey the visual idea of a series.
"The button eyes" Eagle owl staring quite precisely,,closely.,,,The Eagle owl is also "mascot" of Finnish football team.
Minnekhada Regional Park, Coquitlam, BC.
There is precisely no time of year where maples, of any kind, don't look utterly amazing.
At 7:30pm precisely, ARRIVA Buses Wales Dennis Dart MPD 915 - LJ51 DCX edges its way through the narrow archway in Conwy's Medieval town walls with the 18:40 route 19 journey from Betws-y-Coed to Llandudno. Behind can be seen the railway bridge carrying the North Wales Coast main line and a lush background with promises of spring. Exactly one week later this long-standing and scenic route was axed from Arriva's network.
American Wigeon at blast off flap at precisely 600 beats per minute. 10 consecutive frames in one second were merged to make this collage.
More precisely, my reflection. The Tegernsee region is one of the most wealthy in Germany. Many rich people, including some known crooks (tax-evaders, arms smugglers etc.) have settled here. So, who knows, maybe one of them has since bought this 4000 dollar coat...
Dear bird,
I am sorry you will never see another sunrise
or fly away into another sunset.
Please forgive me.
:0(
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The theme for the Collaboration group today was orange. Yes, I really did hit a bird on my drive to work this morning. And I sobbed for nearly 30 minutes straight about it.
This was composed of an overlay of the two original shots in comments. I love how the candle lined up precisely with the sunrise. I didn't even plan it that way, so it was rather serendipitous.
A crystallized forest. The absence of water and the high temperatures have burned all the vegetation, leaving only the black skeletons of hundreds of trees that remain standing - and do not decompose - precisely because the land on which they rest is too dry.
We are in Dead Vlei, in the dead swamp of Namibia, among the imposing red dunes of the Namib Naukluft Park, in the heart of the Namib desert. A very strange landscape, mecca of nature photographers from all over the world for the inimitable contrast of colors.
Once Dead Vlei was crossed by the Tsauchab River, which fed the desert landscape and fed the trees. But over 900 years ago, following the movements of the dunes caused by the wind, the river irreparably deviated its course, leaving the swamp completely arid. As evidence of that flourishing oasis in the desert, only the trees burned by the sun remain, as if to testify to the death of the place.
Not far from this immense expanse, surrounded by dunes that reach 400 meters in height, is also Sossusvlei, another "place of no return", whose name refers to an ephemeral pool of water, where water c 'it is only for short periods and the ground is clear, almost white, so much so that it still looks like a lake that is well distinguished from the red dunes. Even on this land broken by aridity, a landscape has been created that seems to belong to another planet, where the contrasts of a wild and amazing nature reign.
The palaestra at Olympia is an ancient edifice in Olympia, Greece, part of the gymnasium at the sanctuary. It is a sixty-six metre by sixty-six metre, or 4345 metre square building that dates to the end of the 3rd or beginning of the 2nd century BC.
It is thought to be a building in ancient Greece that was devoted to the training of wrestlers and other athletes.
The palaestra is oriented precisely to the cardinal points and is very symmetrical in plan. Like all palaestra, the palaestra at Olympia is centered on a large courtyard covered with sand for use as a boxing or wrestling surface. Along all four sides of the palaestra are rooms that opened onto the porticoes.
Olympia, is a small town in Elis on the Peloponnese peninsula in Greece, famous for the nearby archaeological site of the same name, which was a major Panhellenic religious sanctuary of ancient Greece, where the ancient Olympic Games were held. The site was primarily dedicated to Zeus and drew visitors from all over the Greek world as one of a group of such "Panhellenic" centres which helped to build the identity of the ancient Greeks as a nation. Despite the name, it is nowhere near Mount Olympus in northern Greece, where the Twelve Olympians, the major deities of Ancient Greek religion, were believed to live.
The Olympic Games were held every four years throughout Classical antiquity, from the 8th century BC to the 4th century AD.
The archaeological site held over 70 significant buildings, and ruins of many of these survive, although the main Temple of Zeus survives only as stones on the ground. The site is a major tourist attraction, and has two museums, one devoted to the ancient and modern games.
Picture taken near Olympia Stadium, Elis, Greece, Europe. Year 2002
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La palaestra de Olimpia es un edificio antiguo en Olimpia, Grecia, parte del gimnasio del santuario. Es un edificio de sesenta y seis metros por sesenta y seis metros cuadrados, o 4345 metros cuadrados, que data de finales del siglo III o principios del siglo II a.
Se cree que es un edificio de la antigua Grecia que se dedicaba al entrenamiento de luchadores y otros atletas.
La palestra está orientada con precisión a los puntos cardinales y tiene una planta muy simétrica. Como toda palestra, la palestra de Olimpia se centra en un gran patio cubierto de arena para su uso como superficie de boxeo o lucha libre. A lo largo de los cuatro lados de la palestra hay habitaciones que se abrían a los pórticos.
Olympia, es una pequeña ciudad en Elis en la península del Peloponeso en Grecia, famosa por el cercano sitio arqueológico del mismo nombre, que fue un importante santuario religioso panhelénico de la antigua Grecia, donde se celebraron los antiguos Juegos Olímpicos. El sitio estaba dedicado principalmente a Zeus y atrajo a visitantes de todo el mundo griego como parte de un grupo de centros "panhelénicos" que ayudaron a construir la identidad de los antiguos griegos como nación. A pesar del nombre, no está cerca del Monte Olimpo en el norte de Grecia, donde se creía que vivían los Doce Olímpicos, las principales deidades de la religión griega antigua.
Los Juegos Olímpicos se celebraron cada cuatro años a lo largo de la antigüedad clásica, desde el siglo VIII a.C. hasta el siglo IV d.C.
El sitio arqueológico contenía más de 70 edificios significativos, y las ruinas de muchos de ellos sobreviven, aunque el Templo principal de Zeus sobrevive solo como piedras en el suelo. El sitio es una importante atracción turística y tiene dos museos, uno dedicado a los juegos antiguos y modernos.
Imagen tomada cerca del estadio de Olympia, Elis, Grecia, Europa. Año 2002
You do not need to know precisely what is happening, or exactly where it is all going. What you need is to recognize the possibilities and challenges offered by the present moment, and to embrace them with courage, faith and hope.
-Thomas Merton
It was precisely twelve o'clock ; twelve by Big Ben ;
whose stroke was wafted over the northern part of London ;
blent with that of other clocks, mixed in a thin ethereal way with the clouds and wisps of smoke
Virginia Woolf
Polderland Garden of Love and Fire - Daniel Libeskind - Almere
This quiet meditation garden is located in the ‘town without a history’ of Almere, The Netherlands. 1992-1997
The garden consists of an observation platform, three narrow water canals, and a fourth dry channel on which a rectilinear volume is resting. These lines direct themselves toward three particular locations: Salamanca, Paris, and Almere. They signify a world location in which love (Juan de la Cruz) and fire (Paul Celan) intersect in Almere’s future. The inscribed ciphers refer to the encounter between Juan de la Cruz and Paul Celan in the newly reclaimed land. They become readable at precisely those times when the materiality of forms dissolves into oblivion. The volume is comprised of flat pieces of metal placed next to and in front of each other. The feel is that of a vertical/horizontal labyrinth.
Back end of Colossal Fred, showing the breach and the rail mounting that allows the gun to be precisely traversed.
Switching at Granite City Steel.
I don't remember precisely, but weren't these lease units actually purchased by TRRA and were shortly going to be painted into the red/white scheme we see today?
Granite City, Illinois
Location: Naogaon, Bangladesh | Time: 17:25 (GMT+6)
At precisely 5:25 PM, as the sun dips below the horizon of the Barind Tract, a rare atmospheric phenomenon occurs: the "Neon Veil." This frame documents the final moments of the workday under a heavy, low-hanging mist that defies the typical warm tones of a Bengali sunset. Instead, the diffused light creates a high-contrast, emerald-green glow across the paddy fields, turning the agricultural landscape into a surreal, cinematic stage.
Journalistically, the image serves as a study of post-harvest rhythm. The figures in the frame—women navigating the narrow ail (field ridges) with heavy loads balanced perfectly—represent the economic backbone of Northern Bangladesh. The mist provides a natural isolation, stripping away modern distractions to focus on the ancient, repetitive grace of rural labor. This is a document of Godhuli-logno (the twilight hour), where the land and the sky merge into a single, vibrant green entity.
Two doos showing how easy it can be to fly precisely when their design took millions of trial and error years to produce the goods.
My first spot of 599 GTO back in the day i started taking pictures of cars or precisely saying photograpy.
Last week, i found her again. Memories.
Dining at the Ritz we'll meet at nine precisely
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine o'clock)
He will pay the bill, I'll taste the wine
Driving back in style in my saloon will do quite nicely
Just take me back to yours that will be fine
(Come on and get it)
A fun advert to promo GRAVES' and myself DJing over at Rouge Hall this past Feb!~
We had a blast and this shoot was a treat to collaborate with. My sincerest thank you to GRAVES for allowing me the pleasure of sharing the stage with him
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✦ Maitreya + Flat Sculpt
✦ [AUG] - Katy Head
✦ AP Handy Paws
✦ [RoS] - BOM Katy Heart Nose
✦ DURA - B102 Hair
✦ [Dope + Mercy] - Painless Earring
✦ ✧AR✧ - Ears + Face Piercing // Katty Cat
✦ [MUL] - Katy Bridge Piercing (Custom)
✦ Vibing - Layla Collar
✦ ^^Swallow^^ - Key of Love
✦ -Pixicat- - Yara Top
✦ Eliavah ~ - Corazon Garter
✦ The Secret Store - Lois Fitted Pants (Coal)
✦ *Tentacio* - Kylie Harness Flowers
✦ :::ChicChica::: - Wine Glass
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x Belleza Jake Sculpt
x [AUG] - Espen Head
x [ DAVID HEATHER ] - Espe Shirt/Trousers
x [ AMIAS ] - Chain ( Steel )
x [ BLUPR/NT ] - Serpentine Slatt Rolex
x [ DUCKIE ] - Signet Ring
x [ PHEDORA ] - Carter Loafers
The Aqueduct of Segovia (or more precisely, the aqueduct bridge) is a Roman aqueduct and one of the most significant and best-preserved ancient monuments left on the Iberian Peninsula. It is located in Spain and is the foremost symbol of Segovia, as evidenced by its presence on the city's coat of arms.
Also known as a Spined Micrathena, these spiders are often found in Oak or Hickory forests near water which is precisely where I ran into this beauty.
Gioiosa Marea è un comune italiano di 7.251 abitanti della provincia di Messina in Sicilia. Il nome è legato a un altro paese, Gioiosa Guardia, che sorgeva sul Monte Meliuso e che fu abbandonato in seguito al terremoto del 1783 e alla carestia dell'anno successivo; i suoi abitanti, evacuati, fondarono un nuovo centro sulla costa, ribattezzandolo appunto Gioiosa Marea, per distinguerlo dal vecchio. È tra le mete turistiche più rilevanti della provincia di Messina e della Sicilia.
Gioiosa Marea is an Italian town of 7,251 inhabitants in the province of Messina in Sicily. The name is related to another country, Gioiosa, which stood on Mount Meliuso and that was abandoned after the earthquake of 1783 and the famine of the following year; its inhabitants, evacuated, they founded a new center on the coast, renaming precisely Gioiosa Marea, to distinguish it from the old. It is among the most important tourist destinations in the province of Messina to Sicily.
This incredible spur of rock is located in the municipality of Elva and more precisely on Colle San Giovanni, a few dozen metres from the chapel of the same name, Suspended in the void, it affords a breathtaking view of the mountains: Bettone, Chersogno, Marchisa, Pelvo and Monviso. If you lower your gaze, you will have the entire Vallone di Elva at your feet.
Actually, it is not this single rock that is called Fremo Cuncunà, but the group of rocks that form a very unusual figure: that of a ‘crouching woman‘, which in Occitan is called Fremo Cuncunà. If you want to see this figure in full, the best view is from the Vallone di Elva road!
However, due to the risk of falling rocks, the road has been closed to traffic for several years, and since then the condition of the road surface has deteriorated significantly.
Ever wonder where you were or what you were doing a year ago? Well, I was doing precisely that earlier today, so tonight I looked into it in my image library. The closest that I could come was 51 weeks ago when I took this image.
We were in Salt Lake City, with my family, for some snowboarding and winter fun. Two of the days I also talked everyone into visiting Antelope Island State Park, not far from SLC. Both days were similar - typical cold and dreary winter days, complete with howling wind. As we explored the island we came across bison, mule deer, porcupine, predator birds, and numerous coyote.
I distinctly remember a pair of coyotes that were always somewhat close to one another. Actually one would lead, while the other would follow, but a good distance behind. Across the ice, lost in an isolated landscape of white, it would lie down on the cold ice and observe the other coyote's whereabouts. I wasn't sure, but I suspected that they it may have been in pursuit of a mate.
What really struck me was how isolated it looked all curled up on the snow and what a struggle they go through to simply survive the harsh winter conditions. Yet, it was so beautiful and seemingly peaceful. Though it has been a bit cooler the last week in South Florida, I can't wait to get back out in the real winter. :-)
Thanks for stopping by to view and especially for your thoughts and comments.
© 2014 Debbie Tubridy / TNWA Photography
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It has been a while since I have posted anything, due to a prolonged cold that hit me on New Year's Eve, from which I am still in recovery.
This image was supposed to have been my last for 2015, but it will instead by my first for 2016.
I captured this dramatic scene while camping out at Caesars Head State Park at the Foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains in South Carolina early one morning back in November 2015.
The weather turned out dreary, and heavy fog was moving in and out of the valley like ocean tides.
When I thought the weather was giving way to some warming sunlight, new layers of heavy clouds would roll in, leaving me in disappointment once more.
I used a hand towel to cover up my camera, which was getting wet from all the fog, but the towel was, obviously, only soaking up the dampness and getting more wet as time went by, leaving me wondering how much longer I could remain, for the sake of my equipment.
Looking across the valley floor into the distance, I could see nothing but white...but I knew The Rock was out there, somewhere, looking back at me.
When my watch timer indicated I had been at this spot for two-and-a-half hours and no sign of breakage in the clouds was evident, I began to consider packing up.
And then, almost precisely on cue with my thoughts of perpetual disappointment, there was a Revelation - Mother Nature calmed, the clouds cleared, the sun so eager to shine its warmth upon the Earth, unveiled itself before me.
And as its light shone upon The Rock and the final remnants of autumn colors in the valley below, the clouds illuminating with the golden-hour light, a deep sense of gratitude empowered me as I clicked the shutter...
I hope you like the result? Your comments are welcomed, your Faves even more appreciated.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story and view this photograph, and I hope it finds you well and safe.
Here's to a excitement-filled and opportunistic 2016!
Johan
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