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This cool afternoon comes welcoming, yellow flowers wavering like fireflies sparking, summer giving me a break before the next heavy heat draws down. I must be lucky that the clouds cast shade without rain, the humidity feels warming rather than overbearing, and I could wander until time or light runs out. The relics I'm most eager to spot along streams are bathed in rot or rust. Tiny cabins crumbling or cars gone to rest, some kind of memory someone made and wasn't willing to let loose. Could I ever feel inclined to keep my old wheels? I doubt it. Couple hundred bucks from the wrecker would be more attractive, and I don't need to live with the ghosts of my past. The photographer in me places value in images over objects, only slightly more tangible than memories. Much like all that's in my mind, they don't take up so much space.

 

July 17, 2026

Forest Glade, Nova Scotia

 

Year 19, Day 6823 of my daily journal.

 

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Mountain Hare resting by its snow hole.

Omodos Monastery, Cyprus

Thursday morning we walked up through Finnerty Gardens and back before 10:00

Moving the ball to the top of the hill

Point Loma, San Deigo.

This was taken on the sea shore of Gokarna, Karnataka. I took the shot in the morning when the fisherman return home from fishing and kept his boat for a break.

"Etter skeid", skulptur av Anna Widén.

Sculpture by artist Anna Widén. The original version was made from collected bits and pieces of naturally weathered wood. This version is a cast in concrete. The title is "Etter skeid" wich could mean either "After the race" or "After the fight". (The old norse word "skeid" was used both for horseracing and stallions fighting each other.)

Canada's most impressive tribute overseas to those Canadians who fought and gave their lives in the First World War is the majestic and inspiring Canadian National Vimy Memorial which overlooks the Douai Plain from the highest point of Vimy Ridge, about ten kilometres north of Arras. The Memorial does more than mark the site of the engagement that Canadians were to remember with more pride than any other operation of the First World War. It stands as a tribute to all who served their country in battle in that four-year struggle and particularly to those who gave their lives. At the base of the Memorial, these words appear in French and in English: To the valour of their Countrymen in the Great War And in memory of their sixty Thousand dead this monument Is raised by the people of Canada. Carved on the walls of the monument are the names of 11,285 Canadian soldiers who were killed in France and whose final resting place was then unknown. Standing on the monument’s wide stone terrace overlooking the broad fields and rolling hills of Northern France, one can see other places where Canadians fought and died. More than 7,000 are buried in 30 war cemeteries within a 20-kilometre radius of the Vimy Memorial. Altogether, more than 66,000 Canadian service personnel died in the First World War.Designed by Canadian sculptor and architect Walter Seymour Allward, the monument took eleven years to build. It rests on a bed of 11,000 tonnes of concrete, reinforced with hundreds of tonnes of steel. The towering pylons and sculptured figures contain almost 6,000 tonnes of limestone brought to the site from an abandoned Roman quarry on the Adriatic Sea (in present day Croatia). The figures were carved where they now stand from huge blocks of this stone. A cloaked figure stands at the front, or east side, of the monument overlooking the Douai Plain. It was carved from a single, 30-tonne block and is the largest piece in the monument. This sorrowing fi gure of a woman represents Canada—a young nation mourning her dead. Below is a tomb, draped in laurel branches and bearing a helmet and sword..

A desired group rest. So many travelling days behind our backs. A still 11 more to go at this time. Chill.

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Palace of Culture and Science. Warsaw, Poland, Interrail 2018.

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Come se il mare separandosi

svelasse un altro mare,

questo un altro, ed i tre

solo il presagio fossero

d’un infinito di mari

non visitati da rive –

il mare stesso al mare fosse riva

questo è l’eternità.

 

(Emily Dickinson)

 

Un'onda si increspa dolcemente mentre il resto del oceano la lascia proseguire nel suo corso.

Algarve, Portogallo

 

Un saluto

 

#onda #wave #algarve #mare #ocean #verde #green #poem #poesia #magic #pensiero #algarve #portogallo

This dog was resting under a roadside big tree. She was so cute and gentle, I just sat beside her and shoot this photo with my 50mm lens (no cropping).

On Lago de Yojoa, Honduras

Burgo (Momutus Momota)

For Monochrome Bokeh Thursday! I found a bunch of these when I stopped to stretch my legs at a Rest Stop in Glenwood Canyon along I-70 on my return trip from Western Colorado. Such interesting wildflowers (or weeds to some) don't you think?

Graves outside Mellor Church.

Jnr - resting in his moses basket in the kitchen. Who said having a baby would kill my hobbies?

 

Shot with my nifty fifty :-)

 

Strobist info:

 

Lit with a single speedlight top left set to manual, zoomed into 100mm, at 1/2 powerand fired with the canon IR remote trigger.

 

Subsequent images had a reflector to camera left to reduce the shadows in his face but I'd missed the moment and he started crying so will try this again in the future.

 

After tournament play this cub rests on his "lance." Some sun, some shadow.

Saw at a park of Hong Kong

Funeral for my sweet Step - Sister on Wednesday. She loved yellow roses! Miss You but will see you again.

 

Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:

And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this? John 11:25 &26

 

Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me.

In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.

And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.

And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know. John 14:1-4

 

A little bird resting on a tractor enjoying the sunset yesterday evening.

Between Violet and Green. Lisboa. Portugal.

Lisboa, Portugal

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Taken @ Veerampatinam beach, Pondicherry - India.

 

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Pelican resting on a marine channel marker in late October, 2016. I took this photo in Gulfport, Mississippi.

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