Tugs Taking the Strain
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...for victory.
One final shot from the Dragon Boat Races 2016. Didn't heed my own advice and came back for the finals, luckily brought a longer lens (and didn't schlepp my tripod to there).
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Spotted Pardalote straining to see something.
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Life in a Love
a poem by Robert Browning
Escape me?
Never
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us both,
Me the loving and you the loth,
While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
My life is a fault at last, I fear:
It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.
But what if I fail of my purpose here?
It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
And baffled, get up to begin again,
So the chase takes up one's life, that's all.
While, look but once from your farthest bound,
At me so deep in the dust and dark,
No sooner the old hope drops to ground
Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,
I shape me
Ever
Removed!
Credits:
Body: Lara by Maitreya
Head: Uma by Catwa
Head Applier: Susanne new from Session @ eBENTO
Skin Tone: Tone01 from Session
Hair: Salma new from Sintiklia @ eBENTO
Dress: Kathia new from Avale @ Cosmopolitan
Footwear: Nicol new from Nanika @ The Chapter Four
Tattoo: Exquisite Perfume new from K-tarsis @ eBENTO
Pose and Weights: Celly Pose #1 new from Kokoro Poses @ eBENTO
Nikon D7000, Tokina 12-28. F stop small enough to show a million sensor spots. An old one, re-processed.
Philippians 3:13-14
New International Version
13 Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, 14 I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.
Pumped up with testosterone, the Red Deer stag has only one thing on its mind. Forgoing food, it fights off contenders, locking with them in a clash of antlers.
In such a stage of mind its a powerful and unpredictable beast. To photograph it I had to get fairly close, but didn't hang about too long. Seeing it attention was drawn to me, I withdraw to a safer place.
When the autumn rut is over, exhausted and battle weary, they reverts back to their calmer ways, to await another season. And so it is, the next generation is secured. Such is the cycle of life and the need to propagate the species. Long may it continue.
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No idea can succeed except at the expense of sacrifice; no one ever escapes without enduring strain from the struggle of life.
Ernest Renan.
Joseph Ernest Renan (28 February 1823 – 2 October 1892) was a French expert of Semitic languages and civilizations (philology), philosopher, historian, and writer, devoted to his native province of Brittany. He is best known for his influential historical works on Early Christianity, and his political theories, especially concerning nationalism and national identity. Renan is credited as being among the first scholars to advance the Khazar theory, which held that Ashkenazi Jews were descendants of the Khazars, Turkic peoples who had adopted Jewish religion and migrated to Western Europe following the collapse of their khanate. Source Wikipedia.
I was standing at the lynx enclosure at Tierpark Sababurg, straining my eyes to find them in the dense vegetation when all of sudden Lutz stepped out of the undergrowth and strolled down the trunk of a fallen tree. I found it very obliging of him to grace me with his presence and happily started snapping away. :o)
A Great Blue Heron strains to get some momentum into a strong wind at the Shiawassee NWR on this evening, June, 2022. The "Shiawassee Flats" are a delta where the Flint, Cass, and Shiawassee Rivers converge before joining the Tittabawassee River to form the Saginaw River.
"Trying to understand is like straining through muddy water. Have the patience to wait! Be still and allow the mud to settle.”
― Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching
I've been lost in the past few days.
Yesterday I was buried under the strain of a big dentist visit. I'm still not there properly. I'm exhausted from everything that has been in the last few weeks. Count the days to free time. Please understand if I don't write so much...
Image Created in Deep Dream Generator.New Background and Lighting effects in Photoshop.What Life may be like with a totally different Bio-Chemistry (not necessarily DNA)
Lake Vyrnwy is a reservoir in Powys, Wales, built in the 1880s for Liverpool Corporation Waterworks to supply Liverpool with fresh water. It flooded the head of the Vyrnwy valley and submerged the village of Llanwddyn.
Lake Vyrnwy is a scenic Victorian reservoir in Powys, Wales, famous for its fairy-tale straining tower
Low-growing evergreen perennial native to subslpine southern Oregon and northern California.
P2148099.
This is one of the groynes on Blyth Beach and something has obviously gone awry. I spotted it as I was trying to get a shot of the beach huts and thought that it might make for a good mono long exposure. However, when I got there the low sun was bouncing off the face of it so I thought a colour LE would work better.
I do want to go back when the tide is a little higher so I can get the end of the groyne disappearing into the North Sea.