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Spring is nature's way of saying, 'Let's Party!"

~ Robin Williams

 

This is the last in my series of four crocus images.

 

Shot with Pentacon AV and 12mm extension tube.

I have often asked myself weather sunsets have brothers or sisters, and knowing that sunrise is actually Sunset's brother, I, for my entire life searched for it's sisters.

And than it happened the other day. Climbing a small grassy hill in the most beloved part of the world, my Homeland, I came about what I was searching for. Sunset sisters were there talking to the Sun in a way lovers talk to each other.

Now I have to find out about who is it's Mother...b.mikic

 

My one minute poetry/prose continues...

 

After a miserably hectic week, I have a few things to show off!

 

If you haven't stopped by Kurenai yet, you should stop by for a unique variety of Japanese and Taiwanese fashion! There the Yuzu Onzen decoration available from Violetility, and these awesome bento Nogitsune tails and ears available from Aii!

 

We <3 RP just opened as well, where you can grab this lovely Azrael Mask and Arrow from Azoury! There's also a wide variety of 50L items from a ton of vendors this month, so check it out!

 

Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfFTT3iz740

 

Credits: Check out my blog!

  

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

~Rumi

 

Image captured during the unseasonal sunshine and warm weather of April (England, UK) which, coincided with the first few weeks of the COVID19 Lockdown.

 

Created using: Topaz Labs, and Topaz Studio

Their lives brushed ours like passing wings: soft, invisible, unforgettable. You never saw them in person, but your heart knows what it felt every time you read their comments on your photos. Like butterflies with broken wings, shining in their brevity, they still take flight.

And although your friends are no longer within your reach, they have been etched in the quiet corners of your soul. Every echo of kindness in their written messages, every feeling of being known without ever having met us, remains.

-Millie Cruz©

 

In memory of:

www.flickr.com/photos/deanspic/ (Dean Francis Ducas)

www.flickr.com/photos/donbriggs/ (Don Briggs)

Rest in Peace

“You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might also pray in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.”

 

- Khalil Gibran

 

Thank you everyone for your wonderful prayers and good wishes. I am not very well at the moment, but will try to stop by at the weekends. God bless xo

 

Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=-uJ61jgFCMM

FADE INTO YOU – MAZZY STAR

 

ABUNDANCY

 

Pure of heart lights the way

shines like sun in the month of May

carries me throughout this day

Abundancy of Love

 

How I wish I could slip away

to my little island not far away

and linger longer; warm hazy days

Abundancy of Being

 

I can see you in my dreams

feel your touch and all it seems

is all I need and tranquil streams

Abundancy of Soul

 

Roses perfumed sweetness flows

cherry blossom falls like snow

seasons come and seasons go

Abundancy of Nature

 

Silence; tranquil; peace and quiet

nightingales sing throughout the night

twinkling winking stars and moonlight

Abundancy of Heaven

 

Close my eyes and turn my cheek

love me if I'm who you seek

refresh my spirit when I feel weak

Abundancy of Life

 

Open my heart and let me sing

beauty is found in everything

be more aware and life will bring

Abundancy of All.

 

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Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission

IF YOU CHASE 2 RABBITS

YOU WILL LOSE BOTH OF THEM---

FOCUS ON ONE-----------------By DR

Taken at ONE BILLION RISING

 

One Billion Rising: Join activists, writers, thinkers, celebrities, and people across the world to Rise, Resist and Unite as a show of unity, individual strength, and the need for change.

"Look at your feet. You are standing in the sky. When we think of the sky, we tend to look up, but the sky actually begins at the earth." - Diane Ackerman

F.L.Y. = First Love Yourself

 

“This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.”

 

- Rumi

 

Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=dI30hRorelY

ONLY TO FLY – CHRIS REA

 

Zebra fly, zebra fly

what are you doing here

where are you going on this fine day

in your striped pyjamas

watching the panorama

can you hear the sea come in

to our little bay

have you been up to London

in your pin-striped suit

tell me was it busy

did you have a hoot

did you take your car

or did you just commute

Zebra fly, zebra fly

with your new Doc Marten boots

how I love the retro vibe

it's trending now in hot pursuit

with your big and stylish sunglasses

tinted red do you imbibe

a Pimm's and High Tea on the lawn

will you take a bribe

or can I gatecrash anyway

and join you on the bench

a Summer's day is here to stay

to leave is such a wrench

Zebra fly, zebra fly

please do mind the gap

at the station there are signs

next to the Underground map

you're looking good against the wood

you seem so cool; relaxed

your wings transparent, clear and bright

shining like they've just been waxed

Zebra fly, zebra fly

one more thing before I go

can a zebra really fly

an urban myth or no ...

 

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Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission

 

Happy Flyday and a Beautiful Weekend dear friends <3

Strobist: AB1600 with gridded 60X30 softbox camera right. Triggered by Cybersync.

Groundskeeping

 

Throughout a lifetime

Our garden prose

Has carried heart weight

And it has been amongst the boughs

And arbors and mindful footfall

That new seasons are nourished

And my fingers are rooted in yours

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Happy Valentine's Day to my love. xoxoxo

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©Christine A. Owens 2.14.18

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I really appreciate your comments and faves. I'm not a hoarder of contacts, but enjoy real-life, honest people. You are much more likely to get my comments and faves in return if you fit the latter description. Just sayin. :oD

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If you like b/w photography and/or poetry check out my page at:

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Stranger reads, The Fairy Handbag by Kelly Link.

 

When: 2pm slt (1400) today, 1st March 2022

 

Where: Literary Event Stage at Enchantment: The Iliad and Odyseey

 

taxi:http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Nymphai/170/120/3519

 

This round of Enchantment ends on 5th March!

Free hunts with details on website and landing point.

 

www.enchantmentsl.com

check out the photo galleries and shop locally!

 

Photo by Ally Ha'ani

Mountains Make Me Happy

Being in a forest also makes me happy

Having both makes me blessed

Seeing trees thousands of years old

Brings out a wonder in shared world

I then see the blue skies above

And know I am truly experiencing life.

 

Another work of short poetry or prose to complement the image captured one afternoon in Inyo National Forest while walking the Methuselah Walk. The view is looking to the north up a nearby mountainside seemingly covered with those ancient bristlecone pine trees. I felt the blue skies would be more of a negative space, so I decided to angle my Nikon SLR camera and zoom in so that this mountainside filled up most of the image. There would be a portion of blue skies though to act as a color contrast to the earth tones present in the rest of the image. I later worked with control points in DxO PhotoLab 5 and then made some adjustments to bring out the contrast, saturation and brightness I wanted for the final image.

Sir Christopher Wren:

20 October 1632 – 25 February 1723

 

Thank you for your interest. Please do not post spam, irrelevant poetry or prose, or links to your works in the comment section. I will find my own way to your images. All my images are my own original work, under my copyright, with all rights reserved. This means the owner's permission must be sought and obtained, before using any image for ANY purpose.

 

Copyright infringement is theft.

It's the first day of the month, and this is a first of a new series. Hopefully I can upload some more in the future...

 

Good Morning!

My Hand, My Reverent Hands

Holding a camera

Capturing a small snippet of now

Which will be gone a moment later

But not forgotten

Or at least not for a while

Clouded memories of a distant past

Or was that yesterday

It's easy to get lost in thought holding my camera

And seeing what was or used to be.

 

Another work of short poetry or prose to complement the image captured one morning in Capitol Reef National Park while hiking the Chimney Rock Trail. My thinking in composing this image was to capture a layered look with the nearby foreground leading up to the cliff edge with the sage grass and nearby old tree. That would then lead to the monocline and Waterpocket Fold present in the middle part of the image and national park. The blue skies and clouds would be that color contrast to complement the earth-tones in the lower portion of the image.I later worked with control points in DxO PhotoLab 5 and then made some adjustments to bring out the contrast, saturation and brightness I wanted for the final image.

"But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold. Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.

 

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I'm a sucker for wildflowers; more so when they're truly wild in a field. I love them, they brighten any spot, even the side of a road that's riddled with potholes.

 

And so, this morning when I was walking back from an appointment and spotted this field of wild growth I had to pull the camera out and see what I could capture.

 

No field is ever the same. If I were to go back tomorrow, it would be different and I think that's what I love about places like this.

 

Variety, it's the spice of life!

 

Hope everyone has had a good day.

 

Click "L" for a larger view.

I Met Another on the Road, And We Both Enjoyed the Mountains

For no wrongs have been done to me when I walk amongst them

I have heard said to live in a beautiful mansion. Why?

I say it is far better to live amongst the woods and mountains!

For I have lifted my eyes to look at a beauty of a distant peak

And let it fill me with grandeur of a full day.

 

Another work of short poetry or prose to complement the image captured one early evening not long before sunset at a marked viewpoint for Denali along the main highway leading out of Talkeetna. With the golden hour light, the grandeur of Denali came out...really came out! To capture this image, I pulled out my Tamron SP 150-600mm lens. I decided that I wanted to zoom in as much as I could while still keeping a little around the mountain peak to complement the setting for this image. I then made adjustment to shutter speed and aperture until I got the look I wanted.

 

I did some initial post-processing work making adjustments to contrast, brightness and saturation while playing around as I learned how to work with DxO PhotoLab 3 that I’d recently purchased after moving away from Capture NX2. I then exported a TIFF image to Nik Color Efex Pro 4 where I added a Foliage, Polarization and Pro Contrast filter for that last effect on the image captured.

-phantom planet

 

listen?: youtube.com/watch?v=lw7Ryk2NXOU

 

tomorrow is my last day of school!

www.youtube.com/watch?v=wBgSH-CGPzg ✨My Suggestion is to Open the Link in a New Tab, Listen and Enjoy the Music, and View all the Art Flickr has to Exhibit. ✨

Purple Prose is a composite image created from my macro photographs of Anemone flowers.

Pain or something like it, all the memories just as well forgotten...nothing matters because it's the time of year when the sun's down before we're fully awake, when the full moon hardly shows from behind the stars and the only thoughts worth having are thoughts that come just before sleep, making the pillow their grave and inviting dreams instead. We collect these dreams like dying stalks of wildflowers, brittle, lost, then gone forever.

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