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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.
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Walter C Snyder
Leica M-P & Summilux-M 35mm @ ISO800
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Manhattan, NYC. This gentleman was actually signaling to his girlfriend (she had gone into the subway entrance behind the window).
When you love somebody
They'll always leave too soon
But a memory, a memory
Can make a flower bloom
We wanna be remembered
Don't wanna live in vain
But nothing lasts forever
This world is in a losing game
I wanna mean something to somebody else
Feel a significance in the real world
It's not enough to live out a lucky life
I'm forever chasing after time
But everybody dies, dies
If I could buy forever at a price
I would buy it twice, twice
But if the earth ends in fire
And the seas are frozen in time
There'll be just one survivor
The memory that I was yours
And you were mine
Hair: .Olive. Hair - Moonie
Clothes: !Rebel Hope - Rina Mesh Shirt Dress
Socks: [BB] Sports Socks - Maitreya Lara
Headphones: [The Forge] - Bass Heads White (gacha)
Pose: [DB]Poses - "music on world off"
Park at Realization Point, take the Range View Trail, which offers views like this. I took this on December 16, and although I took micro spikes, there was no need for them. Usually, this is a snowy trail in December.
The Indian Peaks Wilderness Area is on the horizon. Niwot Ridge, the site of the University of Colorado Mountain Research Station, is also visible.
Boulder Canyon is in the very center of the photo.
I imagine at one time there was a lot of activity along the old mill stream. Now you buy your bread in the store and don't think about what goes into making it. Actually, for me, the discovery that you could make bread from wheat is one of those mind boggling puzzles of the ages. It takes a real visionary to look at a stalk of wheat waving in the wind and envision a loaf of bread. And forget about the fact that the mill needs to be accounted for somewhere in in the actual realization of the bread--even if it is long gone today. Just saying.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio 2.0 and Lightroom Classic.
Have you ever heard the term, “Don’t look at life through the rearview mirror?” Well as usual there are exceptions - especially if you are driving.
Quite a few years ago, my daughter and I went for a drive. We ended up at one of the border crossings going into Montana from Canada. About 780 kms from home. When we drove through the border the road was so incredible to drive on. I felt such exhilaration as we drove the long and winding road through the desolate countryside but all the time keeping sight of the welcoming mountains just ahead.
I love open roads! This particular one did not have a single vehicle on it until about 20 minutes in. I glanced at my rearview mirror. HOLY SHIZA! There was a large pick-up truck almost on top of us! He was pulling a boat and as I made eye contact with him through the rearview mirror I could tell this guy was about ready to spontaneously combust. He looked so angry.
I couldn’t believe this was happening! I wasn’t doing anything wrong! One minute we were elated to be on our adventure and within minutes this stranger had stolen our joy.
I desperately wanted to get away from this incensed driver. I weighed my options. The roads were too narrow to just pull over and I would end up in the ditch. I couldn’t just stop and heck, there was NO way I was going to speed to get him off my tail. He couldn’t pass me either, because even though the road was very quiet, the odd vehicle still drove by going the other direction.
I pressed on, maintaining my speed and trying not to look at the facial gyrations and the sign language that this fella was performing for my benefit behind our backs through the rearview mirror.
Oh my! He was so mad!
After about twenty minutes with this raging bull hot on our heels, a turnoff came into sight. We were so relieved when he turned the opposite direction from where we were going. The drama came to an abrupt end and we were unbelievably thankful - still, I could not for the life of me figure out why he was so angry at me. We continued on and began once again to embrace the open road. Then all of a sudden, and with the same intensity of reality when a rock hits my windshield, I got an epiphany!
The speed limit was 70. I thought we were going quite fast and after all, it was a country highway. With embarrassed humility, I realized I was going 70km! I was in the United States now, and the speed limit posted was 70 mph!! That would make a difference of 43 mph!
OMG!
I looked through my rearview mirror. No one was behind us. I glanced one more time and looked at myself and compartmentalized the lesson I just had learned.
So with that realization behind us, I picked up the speed, cranked up the music and my daughter and I sang with complete liberation as we drove down the open road, to our next adventure…
For Thomas, self-realization in the larger story calls for a reinvention of ourselves as participating in our genetic relatedness to Earth, as well as in the material elements of the universe. The challenge that Thomas himself underwent by integrating cultural and evolutionary history became his prophetic call. He called humans back from a hyper-individualism trapped in a use-relationship with an objectified, dead world. The three mediations evident in the cultural historical record inspired him to call for a communion experience with the Earth community as continuing the emergence of the universe.
--Thomas Berry, “The Role of the Church in the 21st Century,” in The Christian Future and the Fate of Earth, ed. Mary Evelyn Tucker and John Grim (Maryknoll, N.Y.: Orbis Books, 2009), 58.
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.
There had been a passing shower and these little pink wildflowers were glistening in the late afternoon Sun.
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Walter C Snyder
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.
It matters not where I go while moving about in nature. I do not need to take costly trips to far away locations. It would be cool to see Yellowstone, Yosemite, the Grand Canyon and so many other great national parks, but the thought of big summer crowds always keeps me away.
For me, there is still so much to see in the Olympic National Park, Mount Rainier, Mount Baker and the North Cascades, that I truly feel as if my roots will remain home. The next 25 plus years will be here and I like it that way.
I am at peace in any forest setting with moving water near by. The Gray Wolf River above gave me a chance to sit and marvel at how lucky I am to live here in Washington state.
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.
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.
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..just throwing poo at the wall...a couple more butterflies.
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Walter C Snyder
.. الغريب .. أنَّ لحظات الإدراك تأتي تعيسة ،،،
Strange .. Moments of realization that comes miserable
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أحد النتائج من ورشة تصوير البورترية الخارجي مع المبدعين . . .
المودل حمزة المطرد
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The sudden realization that 'vegan' wasn't a choice on the menu of life!
This owlet was photographed in the wild, non raptor show, non baited, non zoo!
On the far right is the 'down arrow'- click on that to open 'original' size... click 'open' on original size and then hit F11 on keyboard for full screen effect...
The ratio of doll to human facial features sometimes tilts a little too eerily in the human direction. Kind of creeps me out in the same way I feel about holding a seance. It's as if the act of photography is revealing something that would otherwise go unnoticed. Much easier to brush off these feelings when the faces glisten with the sheen of plastic or the proportions are all wrong. Here the proverbial dial was set at about the halfway point, creating a haunting visage that belongs to neither the human nor doll realm. It's simultaneously off-putting yet deeply attractive. I find myself attracted by the tension of this dichotomy more than the doll itself. I sometimes wonder how I reached this point in my life.
It is an overwhelming adventure, a time of wonder with light and thunder, to experience a monsoon thunderstorm wave rolling across the Grand Canyon at sunset. Surrounded by storm cells with heavy rain and far too close lightning strikes of a highly active thunderstorm behind, the multiple echoes of the rolling thunders were deeply impressive. The panoramic view at the North Rim of the Grand Canyon near Cape Royal extends from Vishnu Canyon past Wotan's thrones into the sunset in Clear Canyon. The eponymous streams of these canyons cascade their muddy-brown rainfall torrents towards the Colorado River.
Such moments of great sublimity revive deeply rooted connections to our home planet. These impressions awaken our instincts and with them the irreversible realization how unique our planet is and how closely we are connected to it.
August 2018
Canon 5DSR, Rokinon 14 mm, f/16, 0.5 to 4 seconds, 180° panorama, 103 megapixels, ISO 100, tripod
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Shot this picture last Sunday shortly after a snow shower in a very bad light situation ... but the mood was fantastic.
The realization is that there is no bad weather for photography 😃
This is the realization of a trip I have been wanting to do for a long time...
A trio of Deseret Power Railway E60Cs departs the Deserado Mine loadout near Dinosaur, CO with the morning loads for the Bonanza Power Plant near Bonanza, UT. The train will take about an hour to cover the 35 miles between the two points on a line with no rail connections.
I suppose the employee in the truck was wondering what I was up to, but when he saw me scrambling to pack up to get to the next location, he smiled and said "better hurry."
Taken from public property.
Apps used: ProCreate, Stripecam, iO Crafter, iColorama, Sketchpad, and Superimpose. "I think you can understand the challenge of what Robert Bresson termed "necessary images," especially as it relates to the reduction of the mystery of faith from the broadest of its dimensions to a human 2D image. I have been wrestling with how to move beyond the confines of the iconic and traditional to explore faith and mystery in visual terms that make it intriguing, appealing, and approachable. I suppose it will always be a journey and never a destination"
Frannie was a year behind me in High School. She was so cute and vivacious. She still is...
It's wonderful that we are still friends...
Photographed in the Self-Realization Meditation Garden. It is a cliff top garden high above the Pacific Ocean 🌊 in Encinitas California - Cardiff By The Sea
a realization that there really isn't much difference between a hide or a skin, except for a splash of color.
captured in palma de mallorca, this photo depicts the silhouette of a man deep in thought, with the shadow of a street lamp cast above him. in german, there is a saying "ein licht geht auf," which means "a light goes on" when someone finds a solution or understands something. the interplay of light and shadow in this image beautifully symbolizes the moment of realization and clarity.
"all my life i had been looking for something, and everywhere i turned someone tried to tell me what it was. i accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. i was naïve. i was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which i, and only i, could answer. it took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that i am nobody but myself."
~ ralph ellison
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LORN - All Corrupt Everything
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always remember - † Forever Lasts The Longest †
if you believe in me i will love you endlessly
In Japan a tōrō is a traditional lantern made of stone, wood, or metal. In Japan, tōrō were originally used only in Buddhist temples, where they lined and illuminated paths. Lit lanterns were then considered an offering to Buddha.
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.
The weather in my 2nd consecutive pilgrimage to San Diego and Southern California was exceedingly better then it had been on my previous years adventure. With last year's trip marred by rainy, dreary skies and temperatures in the low 50's made for an uncharacteristically disappointing experience. However this years trip, proved to be far more par for the course. Temperatures were in the mid 70's and sunshine was bountiful to soak up along the shores of the Pacific Ocean.
Unfortunately, the persistently ever present marine layer still remained a challenge to work with. My entire weekend in San Diego once again was greeted to cloudy skies in the morning to put a damper on my high hopes for a sunny morning shooting the Amtrak and COASTER commuter trains that pass through this part of the coast line. At least things cleared up in the afternoons, which allowed me to get quite a few photos among the spring wildflower blooms in the Del Mar region.
Probably one of my favorite photos was on my 2nd to last day in Southern California, as an afternoon southbound COASTER commuter train skirts along the unstable sandstone cliffs in the very affluent community of Del Mar, CA. The wildflowers - Perez's Sea Lavender, vibrantly bloom against the backlit sunshine making for a really pleasant looking scene. The weather was great, people were out walking and enjoying the weather was perfect, and I bagged a couple great photos of my own before partaking in a wonderful evening dinner overlooking the ocean. Not a bad way to end my time there at all.
The next morning it was off to San Diego International Airport to catch my flight for Denver International. Upon landing in Denver, I was greeted to a late April snowstorm that was dumping 6 inches of snow into the Mile High City and surrounding communities. The realization sets in quite quickly: We're not in sunny San Diego anymore.