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This is an example of the Hibiscus Syriacus Blue Chiffon (Rose of Sharon). The double Rose of Sharon blooms are very similar to many other varieties of hibiscus.[...]. One example of a hardy species is the Rose of Sharon (Hibiscus syriacus).
[...] the Rose of Sharon is simply one specific type of hibiscus. So, to put it quite simply, all Rose of Sharon flowers are hibiscus, but not all hibiscus flowers are Rose of Sharon. dengarden.com/gardening/The-Planting-and-Care-of-Varietie...
Blooming in my Vancouver balcony garden
Trees in winter
With the arrival of winter, and often at the end of autumn, a new problem arises with trees. This specific "winter" problem is associated with the accumulation of wet snow and the formation of frost on the branches and trunks of trees. "Freezing rains" - phenomena occur under certain combinations of weather conditions: sleet, wind, fog, sudden changes in temperature with a "transition through 0 degrees". Such a significant load on the branches and trunks of trees can lead to emergency situations:
1. Breaking off and collapse of large branches. Typical for poplar, aspen, willow, linden, oak. To a lesser extent for pines and elms.
2. Breaking the forks of co-dominant trunks. Most often found in the above tree species with V-shaped forks. Less typical for U-shaped forks of birch and spruce.
3. Bending under the weight of snow and ice, with possible breaking of the trunks of inclined trees.
I found the trees without obvious problems :)
Switzerland, May 2021
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ABOUT THE PHOTO:
So this photo is a bit of a novelty for me - at least here on Flickr, but it's also a journey back in time in a sense. I've always loved b/w and sepia photography; already as a very young teenager I would go out into the woods with an old Pentax Spotmatic (which I had nicked from my father) whenever it was a foggy day to shoot b/w compositions of sunbeams cutting through the ghostlike trees.
I used films with a sensitivity of at least 1600 (for those of you who remember what that means 😉 ), and the resulting photos had an incredibly fine grain which I loved; I blew them up to the size of posters and hung them on the walls of my teenage man-cave next to Hendrix, Jim Morrison and Slash.
But then I abandoned photography altogether for 20 years, and when I finally picked up a camera again, it was one of the digital kind. Now neither film nor grain played any role in my photographic endeavours - let alone b/w compositions: because the reason I fell in love with shooting pictures once more was the rare and incredibly colorful lizard species that had chosen my garden as its habitat.
It's this species - the Lacerta bilineata aka the western green lizard - that my photo website www.lacerta-bilineata.com/ and also my Flickr gallery are dedicated to, but I've since expanded that theme a bit so that it now comprises the whole Lacerta bilineata habitat, which is to say my garden and its immediate surroundings and all the flora and fauna I find in it.
I like that my gallery and the website have this clear theme, because in order to rise to the challenge of portraying all aspects of a very specific little eco system (which also happens to be my home of sorts), it forces me to constantly explore it from fresh angles, and I keep discovering fascinating new motives as my photographic journey continues.
Which brings me to the horse pasture you see in this photo. This playground for happy horsies lies just outside my garden, and it normally only interests me insofar as my green reptile friends claim parts of it as their territory, and I very much prefer it to be horseless (which it thankfully often is).
Not that the horses bother the reptiles - the lizards don't mind them one bit, and I've even seen them jump from the safety of the fly honeysuckle shrub which the pasture borders on right between the deadly looking hooves of the horses to forage for snails, without any sign of fear or even respect.
No, the reason I have a very conflicted relationship with those horses is that they are mighty cute and that there's usually also foals. The sight of those beautiful, happy animals jumping around and frolicking (it's a huge pasture and you can tell the horses really love it) is irresistible: and that inevitably attracts what in the entire universe is known as the most destructive anti-matter and ultimate undoing of any nature photographer: other humans.
Unlike with the horses, the lizards ARE indeed very much bothered by specimens of loud, unpredictable Homo sapiens sapiens - which makes those (and by extension also the horses) the cryptonite of this here reptile photographer. It's not the horses' fault, I know that, but that doesn't change a thing. I'm just telling you how it is (and some of you might have read about the traumatic events I had to endure to get a particular photo - if not, read at your own risk here: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/51405389883/in/datepo... - which clearly demonstrated that even when it's entirely horseless, that pasture is still a threat for artistic endeavours).
But back to the photo. So one morning during my vacation back in May I got up quite early. It had rained all night, and now the fog was creeping up from the valley below to our village just as the sky cleared up and the morning sun started to shine through the trees.
And just as I did when I was a teenager I grabbed my camera and ran out to photograph this beautiful mood of ghostlike trees and sunbeams cutting through the mist. There had already been such a day a week earlier (which is when I took this photo: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/51543603732/in/datepo... ), but this time, the horses were also there.
Because of our slightly strained relationship I only took this one photo of them (I now wish I had taken more: talk about missed opportunities), and otherwise concentrated on the landscape. It was only later when I went through all the photos on my computer that I realized that I actually really liked those horses, even despite the whole composition being such a cliché. And I realized another thing: when I drained the photo of all the color, I liked it even better - because there was almost a bit of grain in it, like in the photos from my youth.
Since then I have experimented quite a bit with b/w and sepia compositions (some of which I will upload here eventually I guess), but this photo here is the first one that helped me rediscover my old passion. I hope you like it even though it builds quite a stark contrast with the rest of my tiny - and very colorful - gallery. But in the spirit of showing you the whole Lacerta bilineata habitat (and also in the spirit of expanding my gallery a bit beyond lizards and insects), I think it's not such a bad fit.
As always, many greetings to all of you, have a wonderful day and don't hesitate to let me know what you think 😊
I always appreciate this specific summer color combination of dark purple iron weed and the rich orange of the monarch...... but I must admit that it seems to take on a more vibrant quality as the days of mid-winter monotone drag on . And a photo that I glibly passed over amid the gluttony of summer's riotous color, assumes a more profound aspect against the backdrop of January's frozen gray .
If I was to show you a book on a specific topic, and it had details and photos to contribute to its distinct message to get across its topic clearly, and then I said that no one wrote this book, it just appeared out of nowhere, would that not be ridiculous, because you can tell by its structure etc that there was a mind behind its creation. Like wise but in a much more profound way the things we see in nature with its complexity and order, shows beyond any doubt the existence of a mind that's way beyond our finite understanding, yet clearly discernible by what's made.
Dandelion seeds 1 second exposure using natural light
(We have a new granddaughter..!!! 'Hope' born last night)
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Check out the lead guitar break at the end by this 6 yr old
Die Wasseramsel ist wegen ihrer guten Tarnung nicht leicht zu finden, aber sie ist ortsgebunden und deshalb immer wieder an den selben Stellen zu sehen.
The dipper is not easy to find because of its good camouflage, but it is tied to a specific location and can therefore be seen over and over again in the same places.
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The Canada Place Sails of Light are illuminated each evening from dusk to dawn, with seasonal vibrant colours. They also offer local charities and non-profit groups the opportunity to build awareness for their cause or organization by illuminating the Sails of Light in colours themed to the specific cause. May 3, 2022, the colour red puts the focus on Asian Heritage Month
The specific name "pendulum" comes from the Latin adjective pendŭlus, a, um (= pendant, dangling) in relation to the pendulous branches and stems that characterize this species.
It loves acidic and humus-rich soils, from 600 to 2400 meters.
Morning light, Chugach State Park, Alaska
One of the upsides of visiting Alaska in the winter is that there is no rush to be up early for sunrise. One can enjoy plenty of time for breakfast and a leisurely cup of coffee while waiting for the first light to creep over the mountains. Most of the mornings I was there it was too cloudy to see any color in the sky, but the last day made up for all the other ones!
I was finishing up packing for our departure and as I glanced out the window I saw the aptly named Mount Alpenglow bathed in fiery shades of pink. So I grabbed my camera, threw on my boots and coat and dashed outside. In every direction were mountains aglow with light and color and I hardly knew where to look because I did not want to miss a single moment of it.
In my haste to get outside I had forgotten my gloves, so taking photos in the 10 degrees F/ -12 degrees C temperature resulted in some frozen fingers, but it was well worth the cold. (I also forgot to bring my phone with me with my PeakFinder app, so I am not certain of the names of these specific peaks.)
P.S. Unfortunately I realized once outside that the best and least obstructed view of Mount Alpenglow was actually from my room window. So I did not get any good shots of it. But if you want to see what caught my attention, I have included a photo of the colors through the trees in the first comment below.
Explored July 4, 2023
#MacroMondays
#Feather
Plume grass is an extremely rare type of grass that can only be found in the deep sea in light-flooded caves (illuminated by the just as rare but permanently glowing deep sea rainbow) or above the clouds. I couldn't verify the origin of this specific bunch of plume grass, because it had materialized itself on my photo (aka living room) table out of nowhere. OK, joking aside, "nowhere" is a small paper bag that I keep in my original MM box (numerous boxes have followed since) in which I've carefully stored this feather ever since I found it on the ground in front of an outdoor owl cage/compound at the Tierpark Berlin back in 2017. The owl inhabiting said cage had eyed me suspiciously all the time plus its plumage colour and pattern were very similar to that of this feather, so it was pretty sure that owl's feather.
The feather, or rather the part of it I'd found (it looks as if it had broken off because the quill is missing), is very fluffy and delicate, and it has a white/light brown zigzag-like pattern. The entire length of the feather is 6,5 cm/2,5 inches, and the (upper) part of the feather that you can see in my image has a length of 2 cm/0,78 inches and a width of 4 cm/1,5 inches..
Since a feather is all about airiness, freedom, and a creature soaring the sky up above I thought I'd use a bright blue backdrop for a change. I still didn't know how to add a little more vivacity to the feather itself, since while beautiful it isn't exactly colourful with its muted tones that suit a predator well as camouflage. My makeshift colour filters didn't work too well for the scene I had in mind because they coloured the backdrop as well. But the sunshine came to my rescue. I keep all sorts of stuff on the window sill, like a sundial, and also rocks and crystals, and among these "dust collectors" also is a huge, diamond-shaped glass crystal. Its facets conjure lovely rainbow-coloured light reflections onto the wall and the window sill when hit by the sunlight at the right angle. And when I noticed the sparkle, I thought "That's it, hooray!" :) Not that it is easy to direct the rainbow sparkles to a specific subject, it was a lot of hit-and-miss, but in the end, I once again had a few images to choose from. I also took a few images of a plain white feather that actually reflects the rainbow light much better, but since I had to make a choice, this image made it mainly because of the white bokeh balls in the upper right corner (probably light reflections from the glass crystal as well) because they reminded me of sunlight shining through a very clear water surface (or of a small fleecy cloud), illuminating a beautiful "underwater scape".
HMM, Everyone, and have a nice week ahead!
Bamboo
Tanabe Chikuunsai IV, who is of the fourth generation of one of Japan’s most renowned bamboo artist families, is known for his large-scale site-specific installations. With his academic sculpture education and the handcraft he learned from his family, he adapts traditional bamboo work to a contemporary approach and form, forcing the limits of his material to the utmost with respect to aesthetics and resilience.
In his work depicting the motions and forms of nature, Chikunsaai IV questions the contemporary human being’s relation with nature. The organic material he uses reminds the spectators of the sophisticated stories of Asian mythology, inviting them to become part of a tale. In his sculptures, we see the elegance of centuries old Japanese culture in its simplest form. For the site-specific installation he built for Odunpazarı Modern Museum (OMM), the artist used the five main constituents of nature as a theme: Water, fire, air, earth and humanity.
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Odunpazarı Modern Museum is a cross-cultural platform where modern and contemporary art from Turkey and abroad is exhibited with a universal perspective.
Located in the historical, Ottoman-era neighborhood of Odunpazarı in Eskişehir, the OMM building was designed by Kengo Kuma and Associates (KKAA), the world-renowned architectural office.
OMM was founded by Eskişehir-born architect and art collector Erol Tabanca.
For more: omm.art/en/information/about
My husband built this birdhouse back in Alaska to specific sizes for swallows. Chickadees used it two years in a row. It stood high on a metal pole away from interlopers.
Then we moved here, birdhouse included, and finally, tree swallows! Sounds like quite a few hungry ones inside.
Photo today by my husband, Howard Marsh, using his D4 and my 500mm f/4 on the Manfrotto monopod.
The Hortus is mostly in shadow now and the Sun barely rises above the roofs of the surrounding houses. Still there are attractions. One of them is this pretty Heath. It used to be called specifically 'herbacea' but most often went by the name 'carnea'. So often, in fact, that the IPNI in 1999 established that specific as the proper one. Old habits are hard to change, and the Hortus still uses 'herbacea'.
Our Heath is frost-resistant. The white ice crystals today make for a pretty picture on the mauve, yellow and purple flowers.
La Ceja, Colombia.
Zenaida auriculata (Eared dove / Tórtola torcaza)
The Eared Dove is a resident breeder throughout South America from Colombia to southern Argentina. It is a close relative of the North American Mourning Dove. The head has a grey crown, black line behind the eye, and the blue-black on the lower ear coverts. These black markings give the species its English and specific name.
Wikipedia
Several "Local cats" live in the Takashima Suisaisen Park in Minatomirai, Yokohama. They live on the food of their neighbors.
They can't run away when they see people, but they can only be the ones who feed them.
They don't run away when they see strangers, but they aren't touched by anyone but the people who take care of them.
"Local cats" do not have a specific owner like "stray cats", but they differ from "stray cats" in that the local residents officially recognize them and take care of food and medical care.
1931 Opel Typ 1.8 Liter (1931-193) Modell 1.8B (1931-1932) 4-türige Limousine
Unfortunately, I will have less time to spend on FLICKR in the coming period due to my study 'Drone Pilot Advanced EASA Specific-Category STS-01/PDRA-S01' 🚁
I keep trying to post 2 automotives a day on my stream and not in groups except by request
This is a nymph of the Large Milkweed Bug. "Bug" is a common word for insect, but it also refers to a specific class of insects, the Hemiptera.
"Large" is a relative term. This Large Milkweed Bug nymph was less than 1/2" long (about 13mm). Larva of milkweed bugs develop in stages ("instars") before becoming an adult. These instars are commonly called "nymphs".
Interestingly, adult milkweed bugs migrate south during the winter, and return to Michigan in warmer weather to eat the seeds of my Butterfly (milk-)Weed plants.
There is a picture of an adult "Small Milkweed Bug" in the first comment below.
Okay, I started with an old photo of mine from July of 2017. I know for sure I used the carmine effect on it back then, but there might have been more involved. Can’t remember. I can get specific about what I did just now. Used Adobe photoshop express paper effect PA26. Then decorated with Adobe photoshop express animal sticker AN21. Finished with a wider wavy border.
Hello, anyone read this here? I decided to make a new flickr to upload more specific photos. I've been experimenting all this time so I've been uploading pictures of all kinds. And I will continue doing it here to feel free that my photographs are of different things, (And because I am an unbearable person). While in the other I will focus only on nature, and the woman on nature.
Thanks for reading if you did. ♥
I’d like to dedicate this shot to a good friend of mine William McIntosh. I have spent the last 4 months shooting as much as I can with Bill and trying to gleen info from him about his weather prediction skills and gain some insight about his frame of mind about photography. He is a master of weather prediction IMHO and I have always admired his tenacity which has netted him some absolutely fantastic captures from Yosemite National Park and the Pacific Northwest. Bill contacted me during the week to see if I was up for a Banzai run to Yosemite Valley as he was predicting a passage in the storm which would provide a high probability of misty/snowy conditions like seen in many of his postings from there. Of course Bill was right on the money as was shown from some of the webcams provided there. But unfortunately I had to decline as I was starting to get sick with the Flu and didn’t want to drag him down with me. Today he contacted me again to see if I was up for some shooting at Corona Del Mar but I was still trying to fight off the Flu and as painful as it was had to opt out again. Later, today, as I was digging through my folder of processed photos I found this shot and the pain of declination returned. Sorry Bill, I was more worried about getting you sick then worsening my own condition. LOL. Thanks for the invite my friend and hope you had a great day at CDM. If you would like to see William’s amazing photography, you can visit his stream here.
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Tale of the Take…
This is a side view of the arch found at Corona Del Mar, If you wanted to get a full view through the arch you would need to scramble along the cliffsides base there at a specific tide level, I say specific because if you time it incorrectly you wouldn’t drown but you would have to spend a long, cold night on the rocks or call the Coast Guard to come “fish” you out which carries along an $800 dollar or better rescue charge. I’m still hoping that Bill will show me the specifics of entering here at a time that would be safe to enter and exit during the sunset. See what I mean about his tenacity. :)
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Sometimes we’re able to plan a specific photograph, and leave almost no room for coincidences or misfortune. Also, sometimes we just explore some locations and see whatever the day and the light gives us (probably my favorite!). But there are times where you just happened to be at (or very nearby) a location that you want to shoot for some time and you just have to accept the given circumstances at the time. This is the type a lot of hobbyists like myself have to deal with every now and then, and so it was the case at this quite beautiful spot at Zierikzee. On a time window of only half an hour I was trying to make the most of this ‘golden hour’ that never came. The sun was going down behind the tower, just on the right side, but I didn’t even see a glimpse of it. So the result was a nice moody sky, but a very dark subject. Then rain started pouring down and I had to look quickly for a shelter. But after a few minutes, the rain stopped and suddenly some beautiful reflected light from the clouds behind me appeared on the city gate. I was amazed by the difference it made to the scenery and although the wind was blowing significantly, I was able to get a nice reflection by using a 6-stop nd filter. So at the very last minute I luckily came away with a decent photograph. Eventually I was a bit late for the sports tournament I participated in, and where I had to be in the first place. But hey, you’re a photographer or you’re not!
Thanks for having a look! All faves and comments are highly appreciated!
Oh, HOW I love this specific spot, in my Chateau de La Hulpe- land blessed wanderings! In ALL Seasons! If you notice, there is only a few meters distance between the spot I took each photo. What you see here is not actually a river, but a lake, which becomes narrow-formed at a certain point, and then stops at the borders…I normally follow my path on both sides of it, turning around at a point nearby, where a little bridge exists, which it is not included in my photos….
That morning, it was a misty, velvety November week-day! With all that very special silence surrounding me ….With all those magical Earth-colours and odours…Just very few people around, but with a soft smile on their face , and bright eyes…. And a heart-warming “Bonjour!!”, every time passing close to me…
*** Wishing you all, a DELIGHTFUL Weekend!!
I just want to share this survivor with you. You don't have to look very close to see his wing is badly damaged. My friend and I first noticed him all alone after all the other shovelers had gone north, in the Spring of 2019. He's a permanent resident now, a survivor, and I'm always torn with compassion and joy when I see him - I'm happy he's still chugging along, but sad he's all alone. I was thinking he'd be happy now with all the migrant shovelers in town, and he has come to the specific area on the lake where they hang out, but he stays a bit aloof, a loner so to speak. Now that I recently witnessed the high-octane male behavior, it's pretty likely he doesn't want to get involved. But he's really handsome, on the other side you'd never know about his handicap. It's not too hard to single him out, as he doesn't head for the far side of the lake at first sight of a human like the others do. He's a survivor, he's adapted to what life dealt him. I can't imagine how his wing was so injured - it's possible he escaped a coyote, I have no idea. But he always makes me smile now, coming up on his third spring with us.
i've come back to this place intentionally, come back here for a specific reason, come back to this familiar scene, changed by the appearance of harsh weather, a tropical disturbance from the south, come back here to think about style and purpose, reason and freedom, art and acceptance. i've always struggled with style, wondered about it, tried my best to understand it, as an over-arching theme or viewpoint or dialect, perhaps. thought about it as a progression, a phase, a path, a voice whispering in my inner ear. and i've concluded that, for me at least, style, visual style, is secondary to expression, not really a part of the equation when it comes to getting things from wherever they come from to wherever they need to go at any particular moment. my mood swings wildly. the most important things on my mind typically stay the most important things, but my mood swings wildly, and the way i see things seems to follow my mood, and here we are, at the marina again, saying something about the weather, something about what it means to live near the water, near the sounds of boats and thunder, wind and torrential rains, something about clarity, something about freedom, something, that is not so evident to me, about this particular instance of time and space. i only know that it makes me feel better to see this right now, in this way. if that's a style, then ...
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I captured this glorious fall scene early one morning during our two week adventure to Michigan's Upper Peninsula. We were actually looking for a specific waterfall but stumbled onto this beautiful vista. We never did find the waterfall!
Watching the day dissolve into the horizon at Key Biscayne. There’s a specific kind of peace found in that thin line between the burning sky and the cool water.
Processed with VSCO with kk2 preset
left: Tundra Right: Raven
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Hair: Bon Bon
Wings: Zenith
Lingerie: Blueberry
Collar: Insomnia Angel
Raven:
Hair: Bon Bon
Lingerie: Muse by Moon Elixir
Tattoo: (Not available, just an edit)
Both are wearing the EUTHANASIA body outline and the photo is taken at backdrop city!
I'll add specific item names after I finish this assignment and can go look alskdaslkdja.
Turf church from the village of Hof in the Eastern Region of Iceland.
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In 1818 Alexandre Henri Gabriel de Cassini (1781-1832), a French botanist hailing from a family of astronomers and cartographers, decided that the name by which our plant went also in Linnaeus - Othonna pectinata - was too confusing. Another plant was already called Othonna. So he devised the fitting new name 'Euryops' (= Wide-eyed) retaining the specific 'pectinatus'. Apparently that last word refers to the 'comblike' foliage (in learned English: pectinate).
It's a plant from southern Africa and was being grown in England by 1731 (The Botanical Magazine 1795: 306). In our Hortus it's in the South Africa glass house.
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I love when you can see it raining in one specific spot but not all around.
Its also interesting how the rain seems to start so low to the ground. Is it always like that, and we just can't tell when we're under it?
When I was little I always imagined, without thinking about it much, that when it rains its raining everywhere for miles around and its falling from way high up. Now that I've started paying attention to the weather and photographing it, I see that quite often its raining in only one little spot at a time and the rain starts pretty low to the ground. But maybe its just that I can only see it clearly when its like that, and other times it does rain from higher up and over larger areas, and then I can't get the perspective to see it from outside?
Poached Egg Plant's scientific specific goes back on David Douglas (1799-1834), the great botanical explorer of the American West (www.flickr.com/photos/87453322@N00/54122518007/in/photoli...). Think, too, of the Fir Tree which carries his name in English. It was named for him in 1833. Here in the Hortus it's being visited by an avid Furrow Bee.
This rock within a rock caught my eye when we were exploring the Ojito wilderness. It speaks to me about the passage of time, deep time to be more specific. It looks to me as if eons ago a boulder got swallowed by the next rock layer of the next epoch. Then, in more modern times the lichen came and decorated the whole thing.
But even lichen are slow growing.
Everything seems to happen at a pace slower than fingernails grow.
There is a specific kind of silence that only exists on a forest path in autumn. This morning, the air was crisp, the leaves were crunching underfoot, and the canopy felt like it was leaning in to share a secret. A perfect moment of seasonal transition.
the family portrait and family album quietly assume a significant place as a witness to our eyes :-)
Bill Thompson
The Environment Matters! Resist the Despicable Ignorant Orange Cockroach and his Cabinet of Stooges and Buffoons!!
saguaro cacti, saguaro national park, tucson, arizona
Crocoite
4x3 inch
Adelaide Mine, Dundas, Dundas District, Tasmania
Australia
Crocoite is a mineral consisting of lead chromate, PbCrO4, and crystallizing in the monoclinic crystal system. It is identical in composition with the artificial product chrome yellow used as a paint pigment.
Crocoite is commonly found as large, well-developed prismatic adamantine crystals, although in many cases are poorly terminated. Crystals are of a bright hyacinth-red color, translucent, and have an adamantine to vitreous luster. On exposure to UV light some of the translucency and brilliancy is lost. The streak is orange-yellow; Mohs hardness is 2.5–3; and the specific gravity is 6.0.
Sunday 01-03-2020 we went for a walk down the Worcester & Birmingham canal .Starting at Tardebigge Wharf....there are 30 locks in total over about 2 1/2 miles .We were not doing them all .....there was a specific shot i was after (about 10 locks down)....this is not the one i will post that later .But what a beautiful location it is ....some lovely compositions and some very nice walks
The more specific nature of the street where all this was taking place revealed itself with a timeworn passage of ease, like that time at Uncle Ernie’s cottage, when mum had thrown that catastrophe overboard to the shrieking chorus of horror from those gathered and there wasn’t a single dad to be found for the length and breadth of the countryside.
*Note: all textures my own, unless specifically credited.
As photography enthusiasts we are each drawn to a specific genre. Granted we admire all sorts of pictures, but there is a certain class of images we particularly are drawn to. Some like portraiture, some still-life, others formal landscape photography, and some street...
It was a while before I found myself admiring New Topographics photos. I found my admiration was in their honesty and utilization of space. I found that I related to their aesthetic because I was immersed in that type of scenario all around me. Intentionally regular and bland and not necessarily "pretty" I found them quite worthy of my attention.
I found myself being a more honest photographer when I adapted the New Topographics style and followed their tenets. Then one day I went back through my SD cards and found that I had been taking such pictures on many occasions without knowing it.
There is quite some overlap between New Topographics and Uncommon Places picture making, but at their cores they are very distinct.
With this particular scene I tried to push the envelope and present a landscape far beyond the aesthetics of 'calendar' pictures.
Cyprus Street, Bethnal Green. Much of this terraced street (albeit not these specific houses) is listed Grade II by Historic England
Rugged fort ruins under cloudy skies from the Crown Point State Historic Site in upstate New York (USA).
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The European goldfinch or simply the goldfinch (Carduelis carduelis) is a small passerine bird in the finch family that is native to Europe, North Africa and western and central Asia. It has been introduced to other areas, including Australia, New Zealand and Uruguay.
The breeding male has a red face with black markings around the eyes, and a black-and-white head. The back and flanks are buff or chestnut brown. The black wings have a broad yellow bar. The tail is black and the rump is white. Males and females are very similar, but females have a slightly smaller red area on the face.
The European goldfinch was one of the birds described and illustrated by Swiss naturalist Conrad Gessner in his Historiae animalium of 1555. The first formal description was by Carl Linnaeus in the 10th edition of his Systema Naturae published in 1758. He introduced the binomial name, Fringilla carduelis. Carduelis is the Latin word for 'goldfinch'. The European goldfinch is now placed in the genus Carduelis that was introduced by the French zoologist Mathurin Jacques Brisson in 1760 by tautonomy based on Linnaeus's specific epithet.[ Modern molecular genetic studies have shown that the European goldfinch is closely related to the citril finch (Carduelis citrinella) and the Corsican finch (Carduelis corsicana).
The English word 'goldfinch' was used in the second half of the 14th century by Geoffrey Chaucer in his unfinished The Cook's Tale: "Gaillard he was as goldfynch in the shawe (Gaily dressed he was as is a goldfinch in the woods)".
I had a specific hope from this sunrise shoot of the Buttercross in Brigg, North Lincolnshire, and that was to capture the sun rising at the end of the street on the left (Wrawby Street). But unfortunately there was an annoying slither of cloud on the horizon and by the time it cleared, the sun had moved too far to the right. Maybe I’ll be luckier another time.
Shot as a 5 shot panorama (each bracketed) with my Tilt Shift, and stitched in Lightroom. The highlights on the front of the building are due to spotlights above the upper windows.
The Buttercross, historically was the Brigg Town Hall, but is now used as a tourist information centre and as an events venue.
*** Featured in Explore 27th September 2022, many thanks to all 🙏 ***