Same owner since 1986!

Valkenburg, the Netherlands.

SAME SAME BUT DIFFERENT

Gemeinsames Diptychon-Projekt von www.flickr.com/photos/ute_kluge/

und Manfred Geyer, Juni 2020

Aachen, Stadtbad, Oktober 2019 (Manfred Geyer)

Berlin (Ute Kluge)

These days, who knows ?

Same location, different week, different time.

Camera: Canon EOS 500D

Exposure: 0.25 sec (1/4)

Aperture: f/5.6

Focal Length:18 mm

Exposure: -0.38

I am not happy with the outcome and this is the same day as the below photo and a different angle and taken during the sunset

Same pink as last year which was nice to see. In Brisbane Water National Park on the road to Patonga, NSW on the Central Coast.

The street repeated the same pause at two different distances. The foreground figure carries the weight, while the second man gives the scene its quiet echo.

Series: Urban World.

Leica M10 Monochrom · Brightin Star 28mm f/2.8.

StreetSoul.me

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Listen to this if you fancy it.

Managed to get down to the sea just after sunset last night. Beginning to think that the sea my well be my church. Yeah, its dark. I know you can't see the details in the rocks. Sorrrrry. It is intentially like this... i like it. "I like it a lot"..*dumb n' dumber quote*

Sorry that i'm not around much these days. Will catch up soon.

♫ Camila Cabello (HBz Bounce Remix) ♪ Never Be The Same ♫

Tumblr: Savvy’s

Bodysuit: Sully white from Shae’s Designs @ Gallery Event

Rings: Heidi Bento Rings from Meva @ Ultra

Pose & backdrop: The Stairs (Bento) – pose 2 from Secret Poses

Skin: Hope from *Spicy* @ Skin Fair

Hair: Barcelona from NYNE @ The Darkness Event

Same branch, different day :)

A landscape oriented shot of the driftwood on Saturday morning at Charmouth, Dorset.

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Same hare as the previous set, she's well on her way to her summer pelage now but still gorgeous.

Same location as the previous image but with a change in the lighting just a few brief minutes later and recomposed to utilize the lines of the land.

same settings : 50mm F1.8 + DCR250 , YN565EX + softbox on right (wireless trigger)

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same dune - another view

dune album:

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same morning, same place, different direction.

Spindrift, wind, bright sunshine -

Ladder Hills, N Cairngorms

February 3, 2017, Aarhus, Dk

Even though the names seem different,

they are the same thing if you look at it closely.

Same bird, different crab. I made a circle around the big island west of Alligator Alley on Horsepen Bayou and the same Yellow-crowned Night Heron from yesterday's post was still on the hunt and still chowing down on blue crabs. It was having a good morning and I had no complaints either.

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Taken about the same time as this one www.flickr.com/photos/fred255-photography/5034559868/ was taken

Here we see old Thames barges, used for moving and selling goods up and down the Thames. Behind Canary Wharf

Canary Wharf is a major business district in the London Borough of Tower Hamlets, England. Rivalling London's traditional financial centre, the City of London, Canary Wharf contains many of the United Kingdom's premier office spaces and tallest buildings

Dedicated to Ronnie, a reminder of the good times. They will be back.

A Place For Great Photographers

These are pictures of the same buck taken roughly 1 week apart.

Same street as the previous shot with the flowers. No colourful flower displays here, no children's boots made into flower pots.. nothing interesting :( Just some houses - and I find this interesting enough to snap a shot?! Am I a weirdo or what??

Not just take a shot but even process it twice, one for BW - who does this? :(

What up? It’s same old, same for me. We are now coming up to the summer holidays and I become a nomad, wandering UK to look after grandkids. This would be an excellent time for my photography new places etc etc, unfortunately change the UK for England and the wandering for heading south it’s not that exciting for my hobby. Considering my favourite places (I’ve visited) in the UK are the Lake District and Scotland are not where my children have emigrated to, the different places this summer will be North Herts and Bristol. I still get enthused about taking photos at these locations but I’m not expecting epic. Probably my favourite place I have a child is Chapel in high peak to where I can visit great summer location like Millstone Edge and the Roaches where heather is blooming in abundance but unfortunately Carla controls the planning, the kids will only put their request via her ( I can’t image why) and my second eldest missed the boat to book grand parents this summer holidays, so I don’t get the Roaches in bloom. Today image is of a crack I first photographed in 2023 which I visited again on Thursday morning in Northumberland Coe Crags looking for a little bit of heather. The good news is the start of our duties is at home for a week so I get to take the bairns to the beach the best coastline (North East) there’ll see in the Uk this summer.

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August 31st, 2026 — Peschici, Gargano.

Another photograph from that evening above the harbour of Peschici. The same sea, the same fading August light, but this time I wanted the landscape to become the backdrop to Michela’s smile.

After thirty years of summers spent returning to Peschici and the Gargano, places like this have become more than holiday destinations. They are familiar points along our journey, places where memories accumulate year after year.

This summer, being here together felt particularly precious. So I took the picture: Michela, the harbour below, the Adriatic turning pink behind her, and that expression suggesting that, at least for the evening, everything was exactly where it should be.

Even after thirty years, apparently Peschici still knows how to provide a decent background.

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31 agosto 2026 — Peschici, Gargano.

Un altro scatto di quella sera dall’alto del porto di Peschici. Lo stesso mare, la stessa luce di fine agosto che lentamente scompare, ma questa volta volevo che il paesaggio diventasse lo sfondo del sorriso di Michela.

Dopo trent’anni di estati trascorse tornando a Peschici e nel Gargano, luoghi come questo sono diventati qualcosa di più di semplici mete di vacanza. Sono punti familiari del nostro percorso, posti nei quali, anno dopo anno, si accumulano ricordi.

Quest’estate essere di nuovo qui insieme ha avuto un valore particolare. Così ho scattato: Michela, il porto sotto di noi, l’Adriatico che si tinge di rosa alle sue spalle e quell’espressione che sembra dire che, almeno per quella sera, ogni cosa era esattamente dove doveva essere.

Evidentemente, anche dopo trent’anni, Peschici sa ancora fare piuttosto bene da sfondo.

Created with GIMP by Francesco Dini

Polaroid Week Day 5 pic 1

SX-70 - a saved one that was lying around in a cellar for some ten years. Broken, rusty and all nasty looking. Until I had courage to repair it finally. After some tinkering, it's a nice looking camera now. The frame counter still does not work, the dark slide is not ejected automatically, and it overexposes quite a bit. But it's back to life now.

"It's always the same nowadays in summer. We either get rubbish or it's too hot. We don't ever seem to get anything in between."

Two ladies of certain years stood in the car park of Morrison's supermarket in Brecon, discussing the weather. We're obsessed with the weather in the UK, simply because we get so much of it. On this Friday morning it was unusually hot and still, in the middle of a ten day period of unbroken Mediterranean conditions as we were. But just over a week earlier we shivered in our woollens and reached for the central heating controls as we wondered whether summer had been cancelled. Some of you in places where the mercury habitually passes the 30 centigrade notch and stays there for most of the summer laugh. But we're just not used to it in this country, which for most of the year is cold, wet and dark. Many of us head south for warmer climes each year where it's far hotter than this, but for reasons I can't really explain, it just feels more punishing here. Perhaps it's the humidity.

I was within listening distance of the conversation, but was carefully avoiding eye contact with anyone. The car park was almost completely full, and with shoppers constantly heading between their cars and the supermarket entrance across the concourse, there was no way I was going to attempt to reverse 6 metres of campervan into anything less than two adjacent empty spaces - even with the aid of a reversing camera. I reasoned I'd rather risk the odd dirty look than potentially maim some poor innocent in an attempt to squeeze Brenda into a space where even an experienced van driver might struggle. I'd parked at the side of a parking bay as unobtrusively as I could, but the two ladies having this conversation were both going to find it ever so slightly more challenging to reverse out of their spaces without hitting me.

A red haired man in a silver SUV circumnavigated the car park over and over again. I couldn't decide why he didn't just pull into one of the few empty bays. Every three or four minutes he would reappear, like the second hand of a ticking clock, inexplicably circling. Meanwhile I waited for Ali, who had gone inside to brave the crowds and fetch the provisions for the last two days of adventure in the mountain playground that lay a few miles south. All the while I expected the imminent arrival of some grumpy overheated local at my window to remonstrate with me on the subject of where I'd parked. But there was little I could do, and nobody troubled me anyway.

Eventually Ali arrived, looking hot and irritable and telling tales of battles at the supermarket shelves and enormous checkout queues. It seemed my ordeal had been the easier one. As we pulled away a sense of relief came immediately, partly because the first corner that I'd been frowning at for some time wasn't quite as tight as it has looked. Everything seems different in compact spaces when you're driving something twice the size of your usual vehicle. The red haired man in the silver SUV waved to beckon me out of the car park as he made yet another circuit and we were off back towards the sanity of the quiet mountain farm where we were staying. At one point we had to squeeze past an oncoming farmer in the narrowest of lanes, but he knew exactly where we could pass one another without incident and all was well in the world once more.

Later, we found ourselves deposited here at the top of the forest above the Talybont reservoir. The rest of the party had descended the valley to wander among the waterfalls and pools far below us. But Ali and I intended to walk the six miles back to our farm over two mountain summits. There's another tale there so stay tuned. For a moment we lingered here, gazing out into the big country from the clearing beneath the tall spruces and feeling the calm sensation that a view without evidence of human intervention brings.

I took this one on my phone and shared it on other social media, often a barometer for whether I decide to post an image here on Flickr. I resisted the temptation to tinker with it any further in the editing suite. After all, it had been well received and more importantly it felt like the right version of the image to me already. One of you was kind enough to suggest it reminded him of a scene from an Enid Blyton novel and I could see why. And yes that's her right there - my little shipmate on life's ocean of adventure, which may have been the title of one of those novels in fact.

It's going to be the first of a number of images from this six night rip to South Wales. There are stories to tell and pictures to go with them. I finally downloaded them onto my PC this morning, and as ever, I'm disappointed with some, but pleasantly surprised by others. But best of all - what a holiday. And what a way to be reminded that you don't need to travel over oceans and continents to find exquisite places when they're all over the place where you live if you just look for them.

From the bedroom window

Addition of a reflector and lights in the background give this a Christmas feel.

Same road in 3 different seasons

Same editing to the one I uploaded last week. Just a different angle and posing.

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Same spot as posted before, but zoomed out showing both units on the head-end.

... in another shot by André Schönherr

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Amber Fort

Jaipur - India

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same photo as last

different idea

series

Same hare in 4 consecutive shots ... an opportunity to play in photo shop then!

Zane & Grandpa have the same flavour ... watermelon

Same location as my previous photo (Moraine Lake, in Banff National Park, Canada), but this was taken on a different day. Instead of brilliant sunshine there were moody clouds, with a small amount of sun breaking through. The light was changing minute by minute, as the clouds blew over and the sun rose in the sky. In all weather conditions though, Moraine Lake is always a beautiful place.

Same day different spot.:)

Same day, same underexposed roll...

LOMO Lubitel 166 B and its T-22 lens, Kentmere 100 in Rodinal 1+50 for 18min @ 21°C and digitalized using kit zoom and extension tubes.

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Same location as yesterday's shot, same morning, too. I just sat in my red car blind and the birds came to me. For this shot the background is distant prairie, not yet green. And this White-crowned Sparrow was a welcome little visitor, if only for a minute or two.

Photographed on a buffaloberry branch in the Frenchman River Valley, near Val Marie, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission © 2017 James R. Page - all rights reserved.

I have never seen a sunset like this. All the people there, looking to the sky. A real color-explosion