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This is my wife and baby girl. This shot was taken at the maternity ward, Gleneagles Hospital, 2 days after delivery. We were supposed to be discharged in a few hours, and we were just sitting around waiting for the discharge papers to come. The daylight was streaming into the room through the orange curtains, giving the room a soft glow, even though it was midday and the sunlight outdoors was most likely quite harsh. I liked the lighting, set up the chairs in the room against the windows, got wifey to pose and position Arin (that's me daughter's name:), and I had a shot within 5 minutes, from concept to realization.

 

I submitted this for the Great Eastern "Life is Great" Photo Competition and got a consolation prize out of 2000+ entries! :-)

 

You can view all the winning entries in this link.

 

Sometimes you get suddenly answers on questions you have since a long time....

 

I will write more, but not now

There are those days when the vision suddenly becomes clear and unobstructed.

 

My chiropractor, graduate, he studied in England, almost ripped my new MRI out of my hands yesterday.... Because he too was unsure about my symptoms.

 

He looks at it and says.:

Moni, there's a cyst, a big cyst in the sacrum, it's pressing on the nerve bundle....

He immediately compared it to an MRI from 2019. And this cyst can also be seen there.

No one took note of it before, everyone just focused on the discs.

A now viable explanation for my recent problems. Which can really only be explained if the spinal canal is deeply affected or .... the sacrum.

A confirmation.

I am not crazy.

I knew there is something else besides my operated disc, besides the postnucleosyndrome, besides the new herniated disc one floor below, which is just too small for the sensations and numbness I have had lately....

I don't know what all this means now.

Now I have to have conversations with my doctors.

But it seems to be an explanation why I'm not getting anywhere....

And that's why I'm glad that the view is clear now.

To find a way...

  

I wanted you to know, my friends, why I am away very often now, calm, without words...

 

I have to focus on my life, more.

On my health.

I have to be present, there, in my life.

 

I have a lot of work, really a lot, in the office too, obviously.

 

Take care of you my friends, take care

😘

location :Genko-an temple,Kyoto city,Kyoto Prefecture,Japan

 

Genko-an temple ,formal title is Yohozan Hojyurin Genko-an,is located in the Takagamine district in northwestern Kyoto. It was founded by Tatsu'o Giko,the second abbot of Daitokuji Monastery ,of the Rinzai school of Zen,in1346,and used as his retirement hermitage.

The hondo( main hall)was built by Seika Koji, a carpenter from Kaga,in 1694.Shakamuni Buddha,along with two his disciples is enshrined here.

To the right of hondo,there are two famous windows,one round,one square. They are called satorino mado and mayoino mado respectavely.

Satorino mado( the window of Realization) is round,implying Zen maturity,completeness and enlightenment,while mayoi no mado(The window of Delusion ) is square,implying confusion,ignorance,and immaturity ,or the life of samsara.that is a life of human suffering.- Genko-an

 

ƒ/4.5 18.0 mm 1/125sec ISO200

 

The little mechanic builds…

 

Skippy was inspired to create his universe with the help of the amazing new designs from THOR's Old’s Cool Collection!

 

In addition, the little man worked with a number of pieces from THOR's The Little Den in Genoa Collection!

 

Motorbike to THOR’s Mainstore!

  

Let's keep building a world where we lift one another up, where kindness and compassion are the foundation, where love and light shine bright!

 

In the year 2014, the revenue of the charity project went first to an individual. The hawkers Thiam Matoure was the realization of his dream made possible by he could return to his homeland Senegal to his family and build his collapsed house. By all tide appeared on 13 June 2014 and this time many artists were involved in this single. Peter Maffay also supported the project.

 

Wilde Flamme - 1000 Meilen, 1000 Worte [Offizielles Video]

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=H5qx4phzMvk

Roxy Paine. Neuron, 2010. Stainless steel, 41 x 44 x 52 feet (!). Meijer Sculpture Garden.

"Realization grew on me..."

 

SONG

One day she realized that she could

never please everyone, so she gave up

trying and decided to be herself.

Whether other people liked it or not was

not her business.

 

Anna Taylor

Thank you so much for choosing my photo as your group cover! I am so honored, and your group is so lovely <3

 

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Musical Realization

Shame is a powerful emotion for some of us. The realization that you have lost control of your own life could be depressing or liberating. There are actually three choices. Do you let it keep you down? Do you embrace your newly realized status? Or do you refuse the path chosen for you and change course? What do you choose when your own home no longer seems like a safe haven?

 

How does she sleep?

  

🎵 Home is Anywhere You Hang Your Head 🎶

  

Home is Anywhere You Hang Your Head - Elvis Costello and the Attractions (1986), Blood and Chocolates, Elvis Costello

 

Here comes Mr. Misery

He's tearing out his hair again

He's crying over her again

He's standing in the super-market shouting at the customers

 

Here comes Mr. Misery

He'll never be any good with a mouth full of gold and blood

He's contemplating murder again

He must be in love

 

But you know she doesn't want you

But you can't seem to get it in your head

Oh and you can't sleep at night

And she haunts you when you go to bed

 

When you're tired of talking and you can't drink it down

So you hang around and drown instead

Home isn't where it used to be

Home is anywhere you hang your head . . .

 

Picture taken at home.

Europe, The Netherlands, Zuid Holland, Rotterdam, Centre, Markthal, MVRDV (slightly cut from all sides)

 

During the realization of the Rotterdam Market Hall (2014) emotions flared. The hall would economically disrupt the nearby street market and mess up sightlines. Well, it probably still does the latter, but it proved to be no problem for the street market - the two customer bases were sufficiently different.

 

Covered market halls can be found in many cities in the world. But due to the fact that apartments straddle the Rotterdam one, makes is quite unique. The 228 apartments are draped over the market in a horseshoe form. In the hall itself (6200 m2 there are about 100 sales units food stalls and food shops and several restaurants including a supermarket. Design: MVRDV. One of the striking things is the artwork ‘Horn of plenty’ (Horn of Plenty) on the ceiling. It is 11.000 m2 and was designed by Arno Coenen and Iris Roskam.

3D techniques have been used to produce it. To render the huge 1.47 terabyte file, the servers of the Pixar Studios were utilized.

Tirar uma macro dessas era uma realização fotográfica para mim, acho lindo!!!

The heart skipped a beat or two, fluttering on a note

of a song in the mind that made it sing and float

through a fantasy of sunblessed happiness

now hazy with delirium held in full flow

A soporific realization that life once was

And is now not what was what I thought

One cannot live life on love once mad

For everything you’ve done was always bad

Push through the forest, through the dark

The sun sparkling through the trees

shows where new life grows, it does

what cure there is for the mind

that’s ne’r settled on home from home

Ne’r say never, there’s hope , there’s chance

That through the trees, the sun shines on and on

Brexit is done. Covid is beat. Yay, Life has won

  

Drivel 2021

 

I am mad at myself this morning, I trusted the card that failed the other day and it did it again. A total kick in the gut! Shame on me! Also, my heart isn't in this, the realization that my son is moving out of state in three days has hit me hard today. He moved out 6 years ago, has graduated from college and got married last week but all of this happened in state. I got to witness it all and be in his life but now I'll have to learn how to be without having him around. Ever feel like your world is shrinking?

 

May you shine brightly wherever you are today!

Marimurtra, Blanes, La Selva, Girona, España.

 

Situado en Blanes, en la Costa Brava, el Jardín Botánico Marimurtra es uno de los jardines más bellos de la orilla del Mediterráneo. Sobre unos acantilados que bordean el mar se pueden contemplar algunas de las panorámicas más espectaculares de la costa y conocer más de quatro mil especies vegetales, la mayoría exóticas, así como un buen número de ejemplares extraordinarios por su edad o dimensiones.

 

Marimurtra es la obra de un hombre apasionado por la naturaleza. Carl Faust (Hadamar, Alemania 1874-Blanes 1952), empresario establecido en Cataluña, dedicó su ilusión, su esfuerzo y todo su patrimonio a la realización de su sueño, el Jardín Botánico Marimurtra.

 

Located in Blanes, on the Costa Brava, the Marimurtra Botanical Garden is one of the most beautiful gardens on the Mediterranean shore. On some cliffs that border the sea, you can see some of the most spectacular views of the coast and get to know more than four thousand plant species, most of them exotic, as well as a good number of extraordinary specimens due to their age or size.

 

Marimurtra is the work of a man passionate about nature. Carl Faust (Hadamar, Germany 1874-Blanes 1952), businessman established in Catalonia, dedicated his illusion, his efforts and all his assets to the realization of his dream, the Marimurtra Botanical Garden.

Self-Realization MeditationGarden is a cliff top garden high above the Pacific Ocean 🌊 in Encinitas California - Cardiff By The Sea

Lyric

" Solange du nach dem Glücke jagst,

bist du nicht reif zum Glücklichsein "

(c) Hermann Hesse

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Lyric

"As long as you are chasing happiness,

you are not ripe for happiness"

(c) Hermann Hesse

First afternoon off work because I felt like it...upon arrival...the realization that idle time is a burden set in...the mind wanders...there was only one solution...take a walk with the MKIII and the 100-400mm. After about 15 minutes in the still 85 Deg F heat I was done...my first thoughts on what to call this shoot was "Butterflies & B.S." A Variety of Things Seen.

 

The Swallowtails were on the Ironweed as was eye too...and like you, I became bored...the end.

 

Please do not use without my explicit permission

© All Rights Reserved

Walter C Snyder

Douglas County, Washington.

I'll make it Clear

I'm not a Toy

My feelings are not your

Play Ground and,

My Life is not Your Game!!!!

 

Visit this location at The Outer Garden in Second Life

Un deuxième album consacré à Dusseldorf, si vous le souhaitez, vous pouvez visionner le premier en cliquant sur le lien suivant :

www.flickr.com/photos/claudiusbinoche/sets/72157626850102...

 

Neuer Zollhof (le nouveau Zollhof, du nom d'un ancien poste de douane), situé au Neuer Zollhof 2-6, Unterbilk, est un point de repère important de Düsseldorf-Hafen, qui fait partie du port réaménagé de Düsseldorf, en Allemagne.

Dans ce récent « port des Médias », les trois immeubles de bureaux « dansants » de Neuer Zollhof (1998) sont une réalisation de Frank Gehry en collaboration avec BM+P Architekten. Cet ensemble symbolise la renaissance et la force d’innovation de Düsseldorf en tant que place économique.

L’ancien port de Düsseldorf est devenu un centre d’habitations, de commerces, de bureaux, de média et d’arts unique en son genre. Classés monuments historiques, les entrepôts ont été réaménagés grâce à des technologies de pointe. Pour briser l’uniformité, la zone a également été enrichie de bâtisses « design », construites par des architectes renommés. Le soir, le Medienhafen se transforme en lieu branché avec ses bars et ses clubs animés.

Le complexe de bâtiments composé de trois bâtiments distincts a été conçu par l'architecte américain Frank O. Gehry et achevé en 1998. Les plans d'étage et les façades des trois bâtiments se courbent et s'inclinent, ce qui les compare à des tours penchées. Le bâtiment le plus haut mesure 14 étages et un peu moins de 50 m de haut. Chaque bâtiment a un revêtement de façade différent - les deux extérieurs en plâtre blanc et en brique rouge respectivement ; la façade en acier inoxydable du bâtiment central reflète les matériaux et les formes de ses deux bâtiments voisins.

Les bâtiments ont une surface de plancher brute totale de 29 000 mètres carrés. Un précédent concours de conception architecturale pour le site a été remporté par l'architecte irako-britannique Zaha Hadid au début des années 1990, mais jamais commandé.

 

A second album dedicated to Dusseldorf, if you wish, you can view the first by clicking on the following link:

www.flickr.com/photos/claudiusbinoche/sets/72157626850102...

 

Neuer Zollhof (the New Zollhof, named after a former customs house), located at Neuer Zollhof 2-6, Unterbilk, is a prominent landmark in Düsseldorf-Hafen, part of the redeveloped Port of Düsseldorf, Germany .

In this recent "port of the Media", the three "dancing" office buildings of Neuer Zollhof (1998) are a realization of Frank Gehry in collaboration with BM+P Architekten. This complex symbolizes Düsseldorf's rebirth and innovative strength as a business location.

The former port of Düsseldorf has become a unique center for housing, commerce, offices, media and the arts. Classified as historical monuments, the warehouses have been refurbished using cutting-edge technologies. To break the uniformity, the area has also been enriched with "design" buildings, built by renowned architects. In the evening, the Medienhafen turns into a trendy place with its lively bars and clubs.

The building complex of three separate buildings was designed by American architect Frank O. Gehry and completed in 1998. The floor plans and facades of the three buildings curve and bow, comparing them to leaning towers. The tallest building is 14 stories tall and just under 50m high. Each building has a different facade cladding – the two exteriors in white plaster and red brick respectively; the stainless steel facade of the central building mirrors the materials and forms of its two neighboring buildings.

The buildings have a total gross floor area of 29,000 square meters. A previous architectural design competition for the site was won by Iraqi-British architect Zaha Hadid in the early 1990s, but never commissioned.

  

I would like to combine this photo of the Saxon lavender near the town of Niesky with a small message. A realization that just hit me when I was thinking about a suitable text.

But actually it's more the title than the photo that carries my thoughts. The photo should just look good. Which it does quite well with all the bright lavender. At least I think so.

But what else do I care about? For me it's about perspective and truth. On the one hand my perspective and on the other hand that of the setting sun.

The statement in the title applies to each of the two perspectives. But the answer to the question of who is hiding from whom behind the barn could be completely opposite from every perspective.

Of course, this is only meant figuratively. The day a sun hides from me would have fundamental effects on my world view and my ego.

So who is right? What is the truth ? Very easy. Nobody is right. Both are right. Because something like "the truth" only ever exists in the spirit of one's own observation and one's own perspective.

Maybe you'll remember this the next time you find yourself on the brink of conflict. Because as one of my most important teachers once said: “Do you want to be right or be happy?”

 

Diese Foto, vom sächsischen Lavendel Nähe des Ortes Niesky möchte ich mit einer kleinen Botschaft verbinden. Einer Erkenntnis, die mich gerade ereilt hat, als ich über einen passenden Text nachgedacht habe.

Doch eigentlich ist es mehr der Titel als das Foto, welcher meinen Gedanken trägt. Das Foto soll einfach nur gut aussehen. Was ihm, mit dem ganzen leuchtenden Lavendel auch recht gut gelingt. Finde ich zumindest.

Doch worum gehts mir sonst noch. Es geht mir um Perspektive und um Wahrheit. Und zwar zum Einen meiner Perspektive und zum anderen die der untergehenden Sonne.

Für jeden der beiden Blickwinkel trifft die Aussage im Titel zu. Doch die Antwort auf die Frage, wer sich hier vor wem hinter der Scheune versteckt, könnte aus jeder Perspektive völlig gegensätzlich ausfallen.

Natürlich ist das hier nur sinnbildlich gemeint. Der Tag an dem sich eine Sonne vor mir versteckt hätte fundamentale Auswirkungen auf mein Weltbild und mein Ego.

Wer hat also recht ? Was ist die Wahrheit ? Ganz einfach. Keiner hat Recht. Beide haben Recht. Denn so etwas wie "die Wahrheit" existiert immer nur im Geiste der eigenen Betrachtung und eigenen Blickrichtung.

Vielleicht erinnert Ihr Euch daran, wenn Ihr das nächste Mal am Rande eines Konfliktes steht. Denn wie einer der für mich wichtigsten Lehrmeister einmal gesagt hat: "Willst du Recht bekommen, oder glücklich sein ?"

 

more of this on my website at: www.shoot-to-catch.de

The Garden sits nestled in the West Hills of Portland, Oregon overlooking the city and providing a tranquil, urban oasis for locals and travelers alike. Designed in 1963, it encompasses 12 acres with eight separate garden styles, and includes an authentic Japanese Tea House, meandering streams, intimate walkways, and a spectacular view of Mt. Hood. This is a place to discard worldly thoughts and concerns and see oneself as a small but integral part of the universe.

Born out of a hope that the experience of peace can contribute to a long lasting peace. Born out of a belief in the power of cultural exchange. Born out of a belief in the excellence of craft, evidence in the Garden itself and the activities that come from it. Born out of a realization that all of these things are made more real and possible if we honor our connection to nature.

(japanesegarden.org/about-portland-japanese-garden/)

 

Self Realization Fellowship Lake Shrine

Every sunset, 'I' have missed more than a million realizations!

Only those that got into my senses have got into glorifications.

Every sunrise, 'I' sense what is not,

Those that 'I' feel, in fact are all mortal

 

Every sunrise, 'I' wake to see subtle illusions,

Those that got into my imagination, not real, mere delusions.

Every sunset, 'I' dream, the shadows of illusions ,

'All' that remains, is true, immortal.

 

- Anuj Nair

 

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All images and poems are the property of Anuj Nair.

Using these images and poems without permission is in violation of international copyright laws (633/41 DPR19/78-Disg 154/97-L.248/2000). All materials may not be copied, reproduced, distributed, republished, downloaded, displayed, posted or transmitted in any forms or by any means,including electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording without written permission of Anuj Nair. Every violation will be pursued penally.

 

(Ohne KI / Realization without AI)

Graugans / Greylag goose / Oie cendrée

 

Mit dieser Aufnahme verabschiede ich mich in die Weihnachtspause. Vielen Dank für Euren wunderbaren und motivierenden Support, ohne den ich niemals so weit gekommen wäre! Ich wünsche allen ein schönes Weihnachtsfest und ein gutes neues Jahr. Lasst es Euch gut gehen.

 

With this capture I say goodbye to the Christmas break.

Thank you for your wonderful and motivating support, without which I would never have gotten this far!

I wish everyone a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Enjoy.

 

Avec cette capture, je dis au revoir aux vacances de Noël.

Merci pour votre merveilleux et motivant soutien, sans lequel je ne serais jamais arrivé aussi loin !

Je souhaite à tous un joyeux Noël et une bonne année. Apprécier.

 

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for ingrid, who also enjoys

maidenhair ferns

  

Sept 12 evening I had wanted to shoot this composition with aurora for some time and Friday night I was fortunate to get there for the active curtains

 

Here you can see another shot of the view of the beautiful old town of Dresden, taken on the last evening of last year.

This image shows the regular sunset direction. As you can see, some of this is still visible.

Unfortunately, from this perspective, the Frauenkirche disappears from the picture, but the Semperoper appears as a replacement (on the far right).

While editing these images, I realized that these impressive buildings almost always appear together in photos, even though each of them has a story of its own.

This realization led to the plan to find an individual composition for each building (at least for each tower) that only focuses on that building and where I can then go into its history in more detail in the text.

Coincidentally, I had already taken two of these “portraits” that evening. I'll think of something for the others. So I'm starting another series, even though I haven't finished the last two yet. I hope this isn't too confusing for you.

 

Hier seht Ihr eine weitere Aufnahme vom Blick auf die wunderschöne Altstadt von Dresden, entstanden am letzten Abend im letzten Jahr.

Dieses Bild zeigt die reguläre Sonnenuntergangs- Richtung. Wie Ihr sehen könnt ist sogar noch etwas von diesem zu sehen.

Leider verschwindet bei dieser Perspektive die Frauenkirche vom Bild, doch dafür taucht (ganz rechts) als Ersatz die Semperoper auf.

Beim Bearbeiten dieser Aufnahmen ist mir bewusst geworden, dass diese beeindruckenden Gebäude fast immer zusammen auf Fotos erscheinen, obwohl jedes einzelne von Ihnen eine eigene Geschichte mitbringt.

Diese Erkenntnis hat zu dem Plan geführt, für jedes Gebäude (zumindest für jeden Turm) eine Einzelkomposition zu finden, wo es nur um dieses geht und wo ich dann auch im Text intensiver auf dessen Geschichte eingehen kann.

Zufällig habe ich an dem besagten Abend schon zwei dieser "Porträts" gemacht. Für die anderen werd ich mir noch was überlegen. Also fange ich mal wieder eine Serie an, obwohl ich die letzten beiden noch garnicht beendet habe. Ich hoffe, dass ist nicht zu verwirrend für Euch.

 

more of this on my website at: www.shoot-to-catch.de

First afternoon off work because I felt like it...upon arrival...the realization that idle time is a burden set in...the mind wanders...there was only one solution...take a walk with the MKIII and the 100-400mm. After about 15 minutes in the still 85 Deg F heat I was done...my first thoughts on what to call this shoot was "Butterflies & B.S." A Variety of Things Seen.

 

The Swallowtails were on the Ironweed as was eye.

 

Please do not use without my explicit permission

© All Rights Reserved

Walter C Snyder

Fish hatchery building at Fish Hatchery park Hastings, Mi

 

The community hatchery initiative began in 2001 with the realization that local trout fisheries in our area were declining. Previous stocking efforts had been providing large-bodied fish that did not reproduce well in our smaller in-land lakes, especially under changing climate conditions. Following several community meetings, a group led by Dennis and Mary LeFeuvre decided to create the North Hastings Community Fish Hatchery with the support of many sponsors and partners. Construction of this state-of-art hatchery facility began in 2007, and volunteers have been producing fish since 2008.

 

The hatchery is raising a unique local strain of Lake Trout (named the ‘jewel’) that has adapted over time to the conditions in our area and is more likely to sustain healthy lake trout populations into the future. In recent years, the hatchery has also expanded production efforts to include brook trout and brown trout.

 

This hatchery was the vision and dream of Dennis LeFeuvre. He was a founding member and driving force in its development. Dennis passed away suddenly on June 2, 2010 but lived long enough to see Jewel lake trout start their life cycle in the hatchery and be stocked into local lakes. This hatchery is his legacy to our community.

fishhatchery.ca/history/

As 2019 ends and 2020 is about to begin, I reflect on how this year has changed me. I began the year essentially the same as I had spent the past 10 years - with an unbalanced focus on SL vs RL. The difference with 2019 is that I have lost quite a few friends, but especially sadly I have in the past 6 months lost 3 family members (2 just in the past 3 weeks), all while I played with pixels.

 

So, why do I mention this? Because one of those family members who passed away was my father. And, while we weren't especially close, I really wish I had spent more time with him. But instead, I limited my time with him so that I could get back to my computer and play with pixels in a virtual world. And, ya know what? That's just plain wrong.

 

Don’t get me wrong. I do know that there are real people behind the pixels. But I also know that some of you have a real life that you don't particularly like. So, especially if you have family members who either love you or in some way depend on you, you are doing them (and yourself) a real disservice if you dismiss them to play on your computer.

 

Don't wait until they're gone to come to the realization that the Empty Chair was yours.

Realizations | To undo the folded lie

Some times self realizations can be hard.

Plant Identification needed...

I have never seen a plant like this one.

 

Photographed in the Self-Realization Meditation Garden, a cliff top garden high above the Pacific Ocean 🌊 in Encinitas California - Cardiff By The Sea

 

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Dass der Unfall leicht gewesen wäre, konnte man nun wirklich nicht sagen. Aber er war doch glimpflicher abgelaufen, als man es nach den Regeln der Physik und der Wahrscheinlichkeit eigentlich hätte erwarten müssen.

 

Jetzt, wo sich der Nebel aus ihrem Kopf fast vollständig verzogen hatte, erinnerte sie sich wieder deutlich: Die enge Strasse, die Haarnadelkurve im Kegel ihrer Scheinwerfer, der Tritt aufs Bremspedal. Sie wusste nicht genau, wie lange sie danach im Wagen gesessen hatte, der nach einem (wirklich nur einem?) Überschlag knapp neben der Fahrbahn wieder auf seinen Rädern zu stehen gekommen war. Hatte sie die Besinnung verloren? Was der zwischen pochend und stechend pendelnde Schmerz ihr jede Sekunde in Erinnerung rief, war der Schlag irgendeines durch den Innenraum vagabundierenden Gegenstandes. Er hatte sie praktisch zeitgleich mit der Erkenntnis getroffen, dass die Betätigung der Bremse nicht zu der Wirkung geführt hatte, die man sich gemeinhin wünscht.

 

Wie sich herausstellte, war der Wagen fahrtüchtig geblieben. In Trance war sie losgefahren und hatte trotz später Stunde und ohne Bremse den alten und kauzigen Doktor aufgesucht, von dem sie sagten, er stünde auf ihrer Seite. Und der hatte in der Tat zwar recht unfreundlich gegrummelt, sich aber ohne Fragen zu stellen ans Werk gemacht, die blutende Kopfwunde verbunden, ihr Schmerzmittel und anderes sowie etliche Warnungen und Verhaltensregeln gegeben. Absoluter Alkoholverzicht gehörte dazu.

 

Und jetzt, nachdem sie weitere in etwas Cognac oder zumindest einer entfernt an Cognac erinnernden Flüssigkeit aufgelöste Tabletten heruntergewürgt hatte, fühlte sie sich eigentlich wieder halbwegs hergestellt. Zumindest würde sie gleich noch zur vereinbarten Zeit die letzten und entscheidenden Informationen in Empfang nehmen können.

 

Wie immer schaltete sie das Gerät ein paar Minuten früher ein, liess es vorwärmen, nahm routiniert die erforderlichen Einstellungen vor und stülpte sich den Kopfhörer über. Irritiert musste sie dann feststellen, dass sie nicht die geringste Ahnung hatte, was das rhythmische Piepsen, das an ihre Ohren drang, ihr sagen wollte.

 

(Teil der Serie: Ein Bild und eine Geschichte. Copyright Der Sekretär, 2025. Alle Rechte vorbehalten.)

 

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One could not really claim that the accident had been a light one. But it certainly had been less serious than one would have expected according to the rules of physics and probability.

 

Now that the fog had almost completely disappeared from her brain, she remembered clearly: the narrow road, the hairpin bend in the cone of her headlights, her stepping on the brake. She didn't know exactly how long she had been sitting in the car afterwards, which after a (only one?) rollover had come to rest on its wheels just off the road. Had she lost her senses? What the pain, oscillating between throbbing and stabbing, reminded her of every second was the impact of some object flying through the passenger compartment. It had hit her practically at the same time as the realization that applying the brake did not have the effect that was generally desired.

 

As it turned out, the car had remained operable. She had driven off in a trance and, despite the late hour and without brake, had gone to see the old and odd doctor who was said to be on their side. And he had indeed grumbled rather unkindly, but had set to work without asking any questions, bandaged the bleeding head wound, given her painkillers and other drugs as well as a number of warnings and instructions. Completely abstaining from alcohol was one of them.

 

And now, after choking down more tablets dissolved in a little cognac or at least a liquid vaguely reminiscent of cognac, she actually felt more or less restored. At least she would be able to receive the final and crucial batch of information at the agreed upon time.

 

As always, she switched on the device a few minutes early, let it warm up, routinely made the necessary settings and put on the headphones. Irritated, she then realized that she had no idea what the rhythmic beeping that reached her ears was trying to tell her.

 

(Part of the series: A picture and a story. Copyright by Secretary, 2025, all rights reserved.)

First afternoon off work because I felt like it...upon arrival...the realization that idle time is a burden set in...the mind wanders...there was only one solution...take a walk with the MKIII and the 100-400mm. After about 15 minutes in the still 85 Deg F heat I was done...my first thoughts on what to call this shoot was "Butterflies & B.S." A Variety of Things Seen.

 

The Swallowtails were on the Ironweed as was eye too...like an Angel spreading Its Wings...inviting a path to salvation...to be lifted from the rabble...and from this babble I move on to Lavender Wildflowers...more boring Beauty.

 

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