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Taken at Megamendung - Puncak, Bogor - Indonesia in Sep 2023
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It's a very warm day in Riga, 30°C plus, so we stopped at a streetside cafe for some refreshing fruit drinks. Cheers!
And nothing speaks "thirsty" more than a jar of cold lemonade, am I right?
I've been working on a small tropical beach setup at my home and just had to take some pictures. Apple Fall is stunning as always in their detail and attention to items! I'm in love!
Coconut drink is from Dust Bunny, lantern is by BAZAR, and the pillow and the dock are from What Next and the tray is a modified table by Vespertine!
*insert something cliche about Bokeh & Tonic here*
Strobist: SB-28 w/ blue gel fired into white paper behind the glass. SB-900 w/ green gel fired into a mountain of glassware/forks/whisks/etc about 4' behind the glass.
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This photo was a treat to an otherwise rainy gloomy day. I was overjoyed to find this lone flower and privledged to photograph it.
Lots of northern flickers ( red shafted ) in the yard, at varying ages their colors differ one from another
Signs say "Do Not Feed" but they didn't say anything about giving a drink! This was taken up top of Angels Landing (1500' straight down right there) in Zion National Park.
In the glory days of corporate colours, it made a refreshing change to see a freshly named locomotive and still looking rather smart and tidy is 'Glenfiddich' at the head of 1V68 1733 service to Didcot.
Saturday 2nd August 1980
The spotless starling dipped his beak into the cool pond water, a mirror for the fading sunset. It had been a long, hot day of foraging. With a sudden, explosive energy, he submerged his chest and began to flail his wings, sending arcs of water silver high into the air.
He ducked, twisted, and soaked every last feather, feeling the dust and heat wash away. For a brief moment, the world was just motion and water, a perfect, invigorating moment of pure joy before shaking himself dry and flying off into the evening twilight.
With the heat and humidity of the Japanese summer, finding such an area in the mountains is so refreshing, for the mind and the body.