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After being shut out the night before by a stubborn storm that refused to break up over Jasper National Park, we had our fingers crossed as we headed back to Maligne Lake the following morning. We all seemed pretty happy with our blue hour shots, but as sunrise approached, it really began to look like we might not see the sun at all that day. I think we had all resigned ourselves to the fact that we were looking at another completely gray day when I glanced up an noticed the faintest wisp of pink on one of the clouds. Sure enough, the sun broke through just enough to throw some fleeting color across the the clouds that were continuing to roll in from the West. I think Tom and I are the ones in our group who really have a problem standing still during moments like this. Both of us went off in all directions at once, and both of us had two camera bodies for just such an occasion. Leaving my D800 on the tripod, I took off running with my D750 and cranked up the ISO a bit while I looked for other comps in addition to what I was getting down at the lakeside.
As I was racing back to my spot in front of the boat house, this puddle caught my eye and I spent the next few minutes trying to shoot if from several different angles with the 14-24. There have been times where I have doubted my run and gun approach, but I usually reserve it for situations where I feel like I've got a decent shot on the tripod before setting of to see what I might be missing maybe just a few steps away. If I had stayed camped out where I was I would have missed this particular shot along with quite a few others. We ALL gave in to temptation two nights before when we had a perfectly good view of the late afternoon sun up at the Opabin Prospect, but curiosity got the better of us and we full out RAN back up the trail to get more shots of the larches behind us. So I think there is something to be said for making sure you KEEP MOVING once you believe you have a decent shot...especially when you might only have another few minutes of good light.
This being said, it helps to be able to TRUST the guys who you are shooting next to. Maybe leaving the camera on the tripod while you run like a maniac in all directions should be reserved for those times when you actually know the people around you...or you might not have a camera when you get back. :)
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My thanks to Ben Scott whose pic in Unsplash won me over and made my day. Also my personal assistant Juxtaposer who made me another what I AM.
Really had a hard time photographing this one. I used a drier for the paint that I normally do not use that created an uneven sheen that does not sit well with the camera sensor. While it is not noticeable looking at the painting, it is quite noticeable on the photo unfortunately.
It was supposed to warm up today, but no.... it stayed at -18C through most of the day. On the way for groceries, I noticed it was so cold that the creek appeared to be steaming.
It hadn’t really been the intention to end up here. We’d only planned on heading up to the small café in the village at the top of the climb out of Porto Moniz to sample the pasteis da nata, washed down with a coffee. The place had been recommended by our host, and we agreed it was a good tip off. The custard filled pastry was delightful, the lady who served us seemed pleased to see us, and in our two words of Portuguese, accompanied by a degree of suitable gesturing we told her we’d return for a second helping later in the week, before exploring the village on foot. Then heading off in the car we examined the miradouros that hover vertiginously over the edges of the cliffs at the northern tip of the Floating Garden, the restless Atlantic rollers breaking over the land hundreds of metres below. For an hour we basked in the sunshine under a clear blue sky, gazing down at the distant and seemingly impossible hamlet of Achadas da Cruz, linked to the rest of the world by a system of cable cars and ancient sheep tracks carved into the near vertical cliffsides. And then we returned to the car to turn left, back down the slopes into Porto Moniz to doze off on a sunny bench beside the ocean. Later we’d dine at one of the restaurants. Maybe I’d have another crack at those seastacks at Janela, or the waves that roll incessantly into the volcanic sea walls, whatever the weather might bring.
Except we turned right and headed uphill into the clouds instead. It’s always exciting when that split second of “what the hell” abandon inexplicably takes control of the faculties isn’t it? When the planned so suddenly becomes the unplanned and you’re not sure where you’re going to end up. Maybe we’d roll over the high road and come back down to watch the sea by Sao Vicente. By degrees we went higher and higher into the empty mountains, watching the temperature display on the hire car sink into single digits and the landscape around us disappear behind a shroud that seemed to envelop the world in secrets. Hardly at all did we see a car coming the opposite way, and nobody appeared along the road behind to sit on our tail in frustration at my famously slow progress at the wheel. Occasionally we would have to pick our way carefully past a straggling group of cows emerging from the gloom, grazing at the verges, the more obtuse of them standing brazenly in the middle of the road. More than once I stopped the car, honked the horn and waited for the gazing brown eyes to relent and move to one side for us to pass. At another spot we seemed to clear a narrow ridge, only imagining what sort of drop we were unable to see in either direction. And then to the right hand side the murky mists abated for moments to reveal a distant coastal village, bathed in sunlight, far far below us hugging the coastline in another universe. I tried to double back and pull up at the edge of the road to get a shot, but in that handful of minutes the fog had rolled back across the divide and for all we knew we might have imagined that far off El Dorado by the sea.
Further still we crept on through the airborne grey soup of the high Paul da Serra, well over a thousand metres above sea level, the realisation gradually awakening in me that we were probably getting close to Fanal. I looked at the map again and noticed that the upcoming road leading off from the left was much closer than I’d expected it to be. I was certainly planning on an afternoon under the strange forest shapes during our stay, but now that visit became inevitably earlier than intended. The great unplanned. And of course, the conditions were perfect for what was lying in wait. Just one final knot of unyielding cows to negotiate before pulling up and heading into the mystical forest in the fog, where every tree had its place in the scheme of things. Some lived side by side in groups, waiting to become pictured in clusters, while others stood alone in a “come and photograph me – I’m lovely” attitude. And there I was, like a six year old in Hamley’s not knowing where to turn first, gradually turning in so many different directions that I eventually managed to almost lose myself completely in the fading light. You might have read that story already. This one, I’m told is known as the seahorse. I can see why. With its partner a few metres away it seemed to offer more than one composition. I chose them all of course, although I liked this one best.
The planned is a great road to travel, but its opposite so often brings surprises. Ok, so I was intending to come here, but not today, and maybe the fog I’d hoped for would have stayed away on another day. This ancient forest, so high above the clouds of the Floating Garden was one of the best ever such moments; one of the handful of places where the experience was surreal to the point that it almost feels as if I’d dreamed it. Try the unplanned one day. Choose to go somewhere, but then accidentally on purpose set off in the other direction and see what happens. Just occasionally, it brings a moment you’ll never forget.
To really love a woman
To understand her
You gotta know her deep inside
Hear every thought
See every dream
And give her wings
When she wants to fly
Then when you find
Yourself layin' helpless in her arms
You know you really love a woman
When you love a woman you tell her
That she's really wanted
When you love a woman
You tell her that she's the one
'Cause she needs somebody to tell her
That it's gonna last forever
So tell me have you ever really
Really, really ever loved a woman?
To really love a woman
Let her hold you
'Til ya know how she needs to be touched
You've gotta breathe her, really taste her
'Til you can feel her in your blood
And when you can see your
Unborn children in her eyes
You know you really love a woman
A really small diminutive bird just around 12-14 cms long. It is quite a silent bird and easy to miss and track. The birds are long migrants from South East Asia and Southern china to South India during winters. They are flycatchers and often seen in the underbush and near wet areas hunting flies around woody areas. But I suspect there is a population of them resident in the country in some the richer forests far away from the cities.
During the last two trips we sighted several of them and some of them were quite unmindful of humans. This one was shot in a lovely forest where bird come down to the pools to drink water. This flycatcher was waiting near one pool for the flies to be disturbed before it can make a catch.
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This is my first decor pic since forever, but I really loved these colors for Christmas and actually felt a bit inspired. So, here's a mix of some of my favorite holiday items, new & old. I hope you all enjoy the holiday season if you celebrate!
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✦ Elm. Avery Light Tree w/ Light Cluster ~ FATPACK LI:9
✦ Elm. Avery Wreath Decor LI:2 (Event Mystery Gift)
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✦ Elm. Clara Decor ~ "Better Not Pout" Decor LI:3
✦ Elm. Clara Decor ~ Lantern #1 LI:4
✦ Elm. Clara Decor ~ Lantern #2 LI:2
✦ Elm. Clara Decor ~ Mini Tree Decor LI:1
✦ Elm. Clara Decor ~ Starlight Decor LI:1
✦ Elm. Clara Fireplace w/ Pompoms [White] LI:5
✦ Elm. Clara Stove Hearth LI:4
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✦ Elm. Beth Blanket Ladder ~ FATPACK LI:6
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✦ Elm. Whimsy Fuzzy Tree #1 [White] LI:1
✦ Elm. Whimsy Fuzzy Tree #4 [White] LI:1
✦ Elm. Whimsy Fuzzy Tree #8 [White] LI:1
✦ Elm. Whimsy Letter Board [Jingle] LI:2
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✦{moss&mink} Blitzen Board Game - Gold (Adult) LI:6
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✦ {moss&mink} Golden Winter Felt Tree
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✦ BUENO-Winter Cabin-Montana LI:20
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[ zerkalo ] Grassington Armchair w/Cloth - PG LI:9
【Fancy Decor - Available at the Mainstore】
✦ 01 Fancy Decor: Gilt & Pearl Tree Topper RARE LI:3
✦ 03 Fancy Decor: Gold Stripe Bauble LI:1
✦ 06 Fancy Decor: Checker Bauble (gold) LI:1
✦ 09 Fancy Decor: Gilt Studded Ornament LI:1
✦ 10 Fancy Decor: Noir Dot Stripe Ornament LI:1
✦ 15 Fancy Decor: Noir Droplet Ornament LI:1
✦ 15 Fancy Decor: Ridged Bauble (gold) LI:1
✦ 16 Fancy Decor: Noir Ridged Ornament LI:1
✦ 18 Fancy Decor: Noir Plain Ornament B LI:1
✦ 20 Fancy Decor: Noir Tree Ribbon LI:1
【Other Decor Used】
✧ Apple Fall Heritage Christmas Tree - Golden White LI:16
✧ Apple Fall Ornament: Metallic Confetti - Gold LI:1
✧ Apple Fall Ornament: Metallic Pinecone - Copper LI:1
✧ Apple Fall Ornament: Metallic Pinecone - Gold LI:1
✧ Apple Fall Ornament: Metallic Ridged - Copper LI:1
✧ Apple Fall Ornament: Metallic Ridged - Gold LI:1
✧ Apple Fall Ornament: Ribbed Cone - Mercury Glass LI:1
✧ CHEZ MOI Sliding Penguins LI:2
✧ Granola. Noelle Gift Box4. Gold. M/C LI:2
✧ Nutmeg. White Holiday Tree LI:4
✧ PILOT & Can't Even - Christmas Tree Strings [White] LI:2
✧ Soy. Raindrops curtain (Long) LI:2
✧ Trompe Loeil - Yasmine Noel Branch Ornamented Long LI:3
✧ Ten Thousand & Co. - XMAS TREE Billboard Black/White LI:1
✧ [North Oak] Gift Wrapping - Tan &White
Really thought a panoramic view would get the best view of the field. A wonderful evening with picturesque clouds that made the picture even better.
The photo was stitched together in Photoshop Elements to make the picture look like a wide angle photo
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This Sydney Sulphur Crested Cockatoo was trying very hard to stay upright as it was so windy. Not a great shot, as I was a long way off, but I really admired his/her determination to stay there.
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Really impressed with the Canon R5's ability to focus and the large file size makes large crops possible.
You wouldn't tell by the photo, but a rare 4 unit lash of orange South Shore Freight Geeps bring coal loads east at Bumtown (Kensington). NICTD train 18 does its best to block the other half of this nice, yet rare daytime catch on this end of the system. Thanks to those special birds for the assist on this one.
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I am posting the picture that spoke to me this morning. It has so many technical problems but it represents the purest of my intentions. Every day I make another mistake when shooting and I am learning and finding value from the process. Today's error was forgetting to change auto ISO to manual so my camera chose crazily high which created all sorts of noise. There is something very difficult for me about showing my flaws and most authentic self. I guess we all want to be good at something and protect our fragile egos. Today I am taking a big step for me and highlighting my mistakes. We all make mistakes and it is okay. I'll keep repeating this to myself and let it sink in until I believe it. I must be a good example to my kids, trying to be perfect can create unrealistic expectations and great anxiety.
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one of this very cold mornings brought that golden light .... sunrise at the river Naab close to the little town Bubach a.d.Naab
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In goat's defense, she and her companions were treated to rock salt as I was photographing them... :-)
Jimmy was astounded when I gave him the catnip snake I just finished. I have been fending him off for days while I was making it. I have found him on the ironing board with it in my room, and last night he was on top of the very crowded "TV tray" that I use for a workspace--trying to get the snake.
I saw a catnip snake toy on the internet, and it looked like a sure-fire thing. So I wanted to make one to add to the as-yet-unfinished Christmas package (yes, 2019) for a friend. After I made a pattern and washed the fabric I wanted, I discovered that I could not find our iron to press the fabric. After 2 days of looking, I gave up and bought a new one. Then I brought the portable sewing machine downstairs to dust it off before I used it... and discovered the working parts were rusted. I worked at it with machine oil, but eventually one of the screws broke off. Not to be discouraged, I hand-stitched the snake. I was almost through stuffing him with catnip and cotton filling when I left the room for a few minutes. When I came back, the snake was on the floor. Someone had mauled it and apparently hit a pocket of catnip because the snake was now stained brownish-green where he (probably Jimmy) had chewed it.
For my second attempt, I'll try to mix the catnip more thoroughly with the fiber filling, or use less... or use a darker fabric that doesn't show the stain as much. Meanwhile, I don't see any reason not to give this one to Jimmy.
The Wood Ducks are in town and it's so good to see them. They made up for the barely rainy day, really heavy cloud cover and lower temps.
A really cool idea . . . pick a day and photograph life in your town or city.These are early morning shots. More to come throughout the day.
Train GBSOA was running really early and had passed through Trout Lake just at daybreak on January 26, 1999. I was working as usual and had suffered a bit of delay getting my load out of St. Ignace that morning and was running pretty late as I neared Rudyard. A glance to the west showed the train rolling along and I took the Kinross exit and proceeded north on the old highway figuring me losing another couple minutes wouldn't cause the end of the world. I waited at this spot a couple miles south of Dafter and was rewarded with 3003 and 6640 zipping along with a short 34 car train.
Several exposures required here because the bridge was dark against the brighter sky.
River Whiteadder
Really bright moonlight, almost washing out the low aurora colours completely, decided to use the moonlight and went for a long exposure to catch the movement of the waves.