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Same spot just looking north at the collapsing core and a secondary updraft going bye bye.

The hermitage church of San Pantaleon de Losa is assuredly the most unforgettable of this whole trip, not for its own architectural features but for the unique and truly memorable natural site chosen for the erection of this very small Romanesque church from the late 1100s.

 

Imagine an enormous outcrop of rock, a giant cliff rising above the surrounding plain like the prow of some alien ship, and perched atop this gigantic spear of stone, the hermitage church... Driving up the extremely steep and narrow (not to mention totally devoid of any guardrails!) track that leads to the parking lot, halfway up the jutting rock, will leave you some memories of fast heartbeats... and driving down the same will leave you even more! Then, the rest of the slope one must climb on foot (with photo backpack and tripod) is even steeper, but the reward is worth the difficulty of the ascent.

 

To conclude this day of uploads focusing on sculpture, this is a closeup view of the capitals on the left of the window shown in the previous photograph. In the usual exuberance of imagination so often deployed by Romanesque artists, we have a monster devouring the column beneath it, an amazingly realistic screaming face and finally, a floral, plant-like basket on the right.

 

This photo also allows you to get a better view at the collection of faces making up the inner archivolt over the window.

Deacon is standing in for Mini Jamie.............until he gets back from having his face put on. Don't have any boots tall enough for him, so knitted him some boot socks

Same photo cropped differently.

Same location as the previous shot of Brinkheurne but now the opposite direction

 

Explored #427

 

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Its the same picture than the other one but, when I was having trouble understanding the meaning of HDR I create this version and actually I like it.

 

If you have any suggestion or critic to improve my pic´s, please let me know, I will really appreciate it.

same cloud but different

Same problem, different angle.

I photographed this neat little Chevrolet five-window pickup truck parked at a residence just off of Highway 13 on the north side of Wisconsin Rapids during a September 2024 visit to the area. –

 

I had also seen it in previous years, but for whatever reason didn’t have a chance to get a decent shot then, but glad I did this time because you never know when these vintage gems will disappear, and eventually they all do. –

 

After having the same basic styling on their pickups from 1948 through 1953, Chevrolet made only subtle external changes for 1954, mainly the one-piece windshield and a restyled grille. –

 

One interesting bit of trivia when it comes to Chevy pickups of the 1950s is that this 1954 style had to be extended for a few months into the 1955 model year (then referred to as “First Series”) until the anticipated and completely re-designed 1955s were finally introduced in March of that year (and referred to as “Second Series”), so first series 55s are comparatively rare. –

 

I can’t tell for sure from this photo if this is a 54’ or a First Series 55’ – but of course the odds are that it is the more common 1954 Chevy, which would have rolled off of the GM assembly line in much larger numbers. ~~ A Jeff Hampton Photograph ©

 

same as 669, red hybrid daylily

rakie, jake, same, moon, templ, asle

Same as previous moon image but with Raw data

Hummingbirds have iridescent color in their feathers, so up until this year I have always used flash to bring out the color and have never really been pleased with the results no matter how many flashes were employed. Today I used the biggest light source of all, the sun and waited until the waning hours of the afternoon to catch the sun as it set. The current lord of my feeder was very accommodating by landing on the perch I was focused on and into the sun at the same time. The result was the beautiful shimmer in the feathers.

The X4205 shoves westbound out of the center siding in Montclair, NJ before dropping off ties on the electrified portion of the Boonton Line. Behind the right of way is the Montclair Department of Public Works facility, with a smokestack with the town name painted on it.

Nothing is the same. Laurie Dorrell

This is an assemblage created with an antique bisque doll fragment, a frame piece that I covered in a rock like texture. I used painted wire, old hinge, green orb, strips of muslin, odd key and other found objects to create the work. The size is 6 inches wide and 7 inches tall. It hangs from a muslin strip.

 

Walking by is really too easy and really too hard.

These are both me.

  

FGR: street photography

Same product, different packaging. Yet another update. I just really like this mech, ok guys? Trying to get closer to an synth/organic style leg. Inspired heavily by Ragnarok's awesome Gekkos.

Modest? Coy? Contemplative? Another pic without the smile. I'm bracing myself for my dear friend Katie O'Malley's analysis of the scenario! I actually think this was meant as a close-up of my eye makeup, which I struggle with mightily, being blind as a bat.

 

Maybe I'm saying a quick prayer for all the folks in the DC area who, like me, are about to be pummeled with 2 feet of snow!

The hair and makeup won't look quite the same after I'm done shoveling! Hugs to all.

  

same tattoo size but different feet size

same skirt as before but with a different top.

Looking a little worn out here it had been a long day and I was just about ready to turn into a toad again!

three outfits later I did give up and went to bed.

Well its a hard work being a woman you know

caminatas por carreteras infinitas ajja

Tonner's Prince Charming & Sean O'Neill

  

You were idolized, immortalized,

and you were not the same after that.

Same thing every day,

getting up, going to school.

No need for me complaining,

my objection's overruled.

Aw too much monkey business,

too much monkey business,

for me to be involved again.

 

These Atalas have just hatched! And they will hang till they dry and strengthen and then fly to a nearby nectar source to gain energy and vitality. So rare to see Atalas hatch and even more rare to see so many hatching at the same time!

 

The Atala butterfly is strange to photograph. The colored areas are vague at the margins so the color looks like it has been dusted on a bit carelessly. But look at its marvelous tones below... deep velvety blue, bright sky blue and a brilliant red orange! It is very fast moving so getting a shot at all is always a thrill! Usually looks like a vibrant patch of astounding flying color and it's gone.

 

Interdependencies in nature once again. This marvelous creature owes its life to the Florida Coontie which was almost wiped out after being the money crop of the first Florida pioneers. Without the Coontie, this beauty will be gone. Coontie is the host plant and the only plant the Atala can lay its eggs on. The short, woody stem and rootstock of the Coontie grows almost completely underground and produces a terminal crown of stiff, evergreen, pinnate leaves up to 3 feet long. The brown, fleshy, erect, female or seed-bearing cones are pendent when mature. Coontie plants contain a natural toxin, which atala larvae accumulate in their bodies and use to repel birds. Without coontie, adult atalas have no place to lay eggs. No eggs means no new generations. .

 

Wild coonties’ demise began with starch: Long before Europeans arrived in Florida, Native Americans used coontie as a source of starch. Coontie, in fact, is a Seminole word that means “bread” or “white root” because the roots can be made into arrowroot flour. The Tequesta Indians thrived in the Arch Creek area. The oak hammock near the creek provided shade, edible plants, nuts and berries. Nearby Biscayne Bay provided shellfish, shark, manatee and turtle. North of the hammock were pine flatlands which sheltered the all-important coontie plant (Zamia integrifolia).

 

Around 1858 two ambitious pioneers used the creek and its natural bridge as a site for a coontie starch mill. These early entrepreneurs learned how to clean the poisonous roots and dammed up the waterway under the bridge diverting the flow through a sluice they carved out of a solid limestone bank. The water turned a wooden wheel attached to a nail-studded grinder which mashed the cootie roots into a paste-like pulp which was soaked and strained to remove any remaining poison. Laid out in wooden racks, the starch dried quickly and the sun bleached it white. In the early 1900s, several commercial factories in South Florida processed coontie roots for the manufacture of arrowroot biscuits. Unfortunately the coontie was overused and the Atala had no place to lay its eggs. In recent years, there is a great effort to reestablish coontie and as a result the Atala is coming back! And coming back abundantlyl!

 

Atala Eumaeus

Urban Habitat, Biscayne Park, FL

www.flickr.com/photos/jungle_mama/albums/72157637085639434

I used Photoshop Elements and Topaz Adjust to get the effect. Print size 13x19 inches.

searching for the truth

A light cruiser employed by the UEF for patrolling the high seas.

 

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-Excuse the horrible photo quality. My black background still hates me. >.>

-For a 'something' that's being cooked up by some builders. (although not that thing that Soren is cooking up).

  

...same bird as in the preceding video.

 

ISO1600, aperture f/5.6 exposure .003 seconds (1/400) focal length 330mm

  

Same Fly taken from a different angle , cleaned up slightly in gimp and lightroom.

 

a 43 image stack using the MP-E65 at approx 3x.

 

Stacked in Zerene stacker using Pmax

Same place, same simplicity, another time, another mood. I love all the moods of it.

Same as www.flickr.com/photos/sigurdruschkowski/9698834445/ but now with adjustments made by Ronny O. He has removed some stuff, lightened up the flower´s centr, and added some more light on the flower. All made on the JPG in the link. Great work, RO! and tahnks for your work!

 

“The breezes blow in perfect harmony. They are neither hot nor cold. They are at the same time calm and fresh, sweet and soft. They are neither fast nor slow. When they blow on the nets made of many kinds of jewels, the trees emit the innumerable sounds of the subtle and sublime Dharma and spread myriad sweet and fine perfumes. Those who hear these sounds spontaneously cease to raise the dust of tribulation and impurity. When the breezes touch their bodies they all attain a bliss comparable to that accompanying a monk’s attainment of the samadhi of extinction.

 

“Moreover, when they blow, these breezes scatter flowers all over, filling this buddha-field. These flowers fall in patterns according to their colors, without ever being mixed up. They have delicate hues and a wonderful fragrance. When one steps on these petals the feet sink four inches. When one lifts the foot, the petals return to their original shape and position. When these flowers stop falling, the ground suddenly opens up, and they disappear as if by magic. They remain pure and do not decay, because, at a given time, the breezes blow again and scatter the flowers. And the same process occurs six times a day.

 

“Moreover, many jewel lotuses fill this world system. Each jewel blossom has a hundred thousand million peals. The radiant light emanating from their petals is of countless different colors. Blue colored flowers give out a blue light. White colored flowers give out a white light. Others have deeper colors and light, and some are of yellow, red, and purple color and light. But the splendor if each of these lights surpasses the radiance of the sun and the moon. From every flower issue thirty-six hundred thousand million rays of light. From each one of these rays issue thirty-six hundred thousand million buddhas…”

from the Sukhāvatīvyūhaḥ Sūtra

 

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“The earth has been there for a long time. She is mother to all of us. She knows everything. The Buddha asked the earth to be his witness by touching her with his hand when he had some doubt and fear before his awakening. The earth appeared to him as a beautiful mother. In her arms she carried flowers and fruit, birds and butterflies, and many different animals, and offered them to the Buddha. The Buddha’s doubts and fears instantly disappeared. Whenever you feel unhappy, come to the earth and ask for her help. Touch her deeply, the way the Buddha did. Suddenly, you too will see the earth with all her flowers and fruit, trees and birds, animals and all the living beings that she has produced. All these things she offers to you. You have more opportunities to be happy than you ever thought. The earth shows her love to you and her patience. The earth is very patient. She sees you suffer, she helps you, and she protects you. When we die, she takes us back into her arms.”

-Thich Nhat Hanh

 

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"Our planet is our house, and we must keep it in order and take care of it if we are genuinely concerned about happiness for ourselves, our children, our friends and other sentient beings who share this great house with us."

- His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama

 

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“...turn to Conceptual Photography through Zen camera of the mind. Or take up gardening––which is surely the most perfect practice of Zen outside of non-gardening.”

-photographer Edward Putzar

 

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།ས་གཞི་སྤོས་ཀྱིས་བྱུགས་ཤིང་མེ་ཏོག་བཀྲམ།

།རི་རབ་གླིང་བཞི་ཉི་ཟླས་བརྒྱན་པ་འདི།

།སངས་རྒྱས་ཞིང་དུ་དམིགས་ཏེ་དབུལ་བར་བགྱི།

།འགྲོ་ཀུན་རྣམ་དག་ཞིང་ལ་སྤྱོད་པར་ཤོག།།

།ཨི་དཾ་གུ་རུ་རཏྣ་མཎྜལ་ཀཾ་ནི་རྱཱ་ཏ་ཡཱ་མི།

 

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Every physical atom, in its incessant movements produces a sound which is a song, so that if we had the power of spiritual hearing (genuine clairaudience), we would be able to hear this unimaginably grand symphony of sounds. In such a state we would hear the grass growing and the opening of a flower would itself be a marvelous natural orchestral performance. When you are lost or caught up in an emotional storm or contracted in self-centeredness or plagued by obsessive thoughts, notice what happens when you step outside or go for a walk and pay attention to the sky, the air, the light, the movement of wind, the feel of grass under your feet. Tread softly for we tread on something subtle, ancient, and slow.

 

Reawakening our connection with nature spirits helps us to live more harmoniously and consciously. We become kinder to the planet because we remember that we’re part of the whole.

 

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“In another moment Alice was through the glass, and had jumped lightly down into the Looking-glass room….

This time she came upon a large flower-bed, with a border of daisies, and a willow-tree growing in the middle.

`O Tiger-lily,’ said Alice, addressing herself to one that was waving gracefully about in the wind, `I wish you could talk!’

`We can talk,’ said the Tiger-lily: `when there’s anybody worth talking to.”

Alice was so astonished that she could not speak for a minute: it quite seemed to take her breath away. At length, as the Tiger-lily only went on waving about, she spoke again, in a timid voice — almost in a whisper. `And can all the flowers talk?’

`As well as all can,’ said the Tiger-lily. `And a great deal louder.’

`It isn’t manners for us to begin, you know,’ said the Rose, `and I really was wondering when you’d speak! Said I to myself, “Her face has got some sense in it, thought it’s not a clever one!” Still, you’re the right colour, and that goes a long way.’

`I don’t care about the colour,’ the Tiger-lily remarked. `If only her petals curled up a little more, she’d be all right.’”

 

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William Blake wrote of seeing a world in a grain of sand, holding “Infinity in the palm of your hand.” It speaks to me of infinite life both on Earth, and in earth, the ceaseless abundance within a speck of soil, the infinity of life, from seed to bud to flower to seed, wheeling on through aeons. It suggests the unbreakable cycle, the unending and unending nature of life, creating infinity from within itself.

 

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“I want to speak about bodies changed into new forms. You, gods, since you are the ones who alter these, and all other things, inspire my attempt, and spin out a continuous thread of words, from the world's first origins to my own time.”- Ovid, Metamorphoses Book I

 

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“The mysteries of the Great and the Little World are distinguished only by the form in which they manifest themselves; for they are only one thing, one being. “

- Paracelsus

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“If someone has an empty brain—and because of this is vexed by insanity, and is delirious—take the whole grains of wheat and cook them in water. Place these cooked grains around his whole head, tying a cloth over them. His brain may be reinvigorated by their vital fluid, and he may recover his health. Do this until he returns to his right mind.”

- Hildegard of Bingen, Physica

 

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“Millions of spiritual creatures walk the Earth unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep.” - John Milton, Paradise Lost

 

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“Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.” - Confucius

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見るところ花にあらずと云ふことなし、

思ふところ月にあらずと云ふことなし。

“Miru tokoro hana ni arazu to iu koto nashi,

omou tokoro tsuki ni arazu to iu koto nashi”

 

“There is nothing you can see that is not a flower;

There is nothing you can think that is not the moon.”

- Matsui Basho -

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“To see in color is a delight for the eye but to see in black and white is a delight for the soul” – Andri Cauldwell

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“I’ve been forty years discovering that the queen of all colors is black.” – Henri Mattise

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Seeing is perception with the original, unconditioned eye. It is a state of consciousness in which separation of photographer/subject, audience/image dissolves; in which a reality beyond words and concepts opens up, whose “point” or “meaning” is the direct experience itself.

– John Daido Loori

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I am Not,

but the Universe is my Self.

- Shih T'ou, 700 - 790 CE

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Art evokes the mystery without which the world would not exist.

- Renee Magritte

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"Buddha was born as his mother leaned against a tree for support. He attained enlightenment seated beneath a tree and passed away as trees stood witness overhead. If Buddha were to return to our world, he would certainly be connected to the campaign to protect the environment."

His Holiness the Dalai Lama

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“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.”

― William Blake

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“Long ago, Truth, Beauty, and Goodness arose out of the deepest human instinct and became the three greatest ideals that inspired human striving. In modern times these ideals have almost become empty words, but we have the possibility of taking these ideals and giving them, once more, real meaning and substance.”

—Rudolf Steiner

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The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.

― William Butler Yeats

 

Ended up being pretty chuffed with this. Sunset looked like it was going to fizzle out, but got a few cloud breaks and rays over a period of about 5mins that made it worthwhile. In style this photo reminds me of a loch lomond one I took a while back, which I guess is unsurprising as it is effectively same lens, camera, filter choices and angle into the sun.

 

So used the ND110 and a cokin p-series soft grad to get the exposure balance, and then actually used a digital exposure only filter on the bottom 2/3rds of the shot to makes use I got the detail in the sky as well as the nice bright exposure of the sea and rocks.

 

Camera // Sony DSLR-A900

Exposure // 15secs

Aperture // f/10.0

Focal Length // 20 mm

ISO Speed // 100

Filters // B&W ND110 + Cokin P-series 0.9 ND soft grad

 

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