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Reflection and light create abstract patterns through the bouncing and bending of light, with flowing lines and sharp angles that shift based on the angle of the light.
Children playing among fountains in front of the Swiss Parliament in Bern.
The 26 jets of the fountain represent Switzerland's 26 cantons.
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This small piece of driftwood was floating down stream with the flowing water, I followed it for a while before taking several shots.
I put my tripod as low as it will go and placed myself in the water, I really did not care that I was getting wet, I just wanted to get some nice low shots against the lasting sky glow . Best seen large ,,,,,,,,Bri
Taiwan beautiful East Rift coastline.
14:52 Reflections – Find a way to show your landscape/natural beauty in reflections – the mirror world revealed.
I'm still away and trying to catch up, but wifi not great!!
Location: Touws River between Barrydale and Ladismith in the Little Karoo.
Description: Sometimes, when everything seems a little overwhelming, I feel the urge to take a few steps off the beaten track and find a peaceful place where I can sit quietly and reflect on things... and sometimes photography helps me to find those places and to see the light.
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Equipment: Nikon D300 (Sigma 10-20mm)
Date: December 2008
A spiritual meditation and reflection moment
Easter Sunday
May 20th, 2025
Ottawa River,
Ottawa,
Ontario.
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Another shot from my Devon trip to be printed to hang in my gallery, I still have two more shots to work on of this sunset yet which are not long exposures. The point at Croyde in North Devon.
Found these male Mallard Ducks sitting on a log in a nearby pond and taking turns diving and bathing in the water, coloured by the setting sun.
Last Friday high tide coinsided with sunset time an opportunity too good to miss. This is the edge of the River Adur near Bramber in West Sussex.I did not think the sky would do anything when I left home but it all came good for me in the end with a card full of images to take home .
The full moon rise was scheduled for December 13 this year. But often times the best shot of a rising full moon are the day before, so I was on the look out for a full moon during the evening walk on the twelfth through Cooper Mountain Natue Park in Beaverton, Oregon.
Unexpectedly on Monday's evening walk, the clouds to the west opened and filled the sky with glowing color.
Prelude to the magical sunset show a couple of nights ago.
Picnic Point, Maroochydore.
Sunshine Coast, Qld. Australia.
Dusk on Playa Ocotal
After a long day of driving to see Costa Rican nature at it’s best
Jenn asked a minute away from home, “hey honey feel like going to the beach ?”
So I got out of the car and though we missed the sunset, was able to capture this.
I am so glad she did !
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This was taken at 6:28pm near the shops at the entrance of People’s Park in the Sky in Tagaytay. We were heading back down when I saw the sky like this and figured I’d get one last shot before heading home. The horizon was glowing with a mix of deep purples, orange, and soft blues. It was breezy at the time, which made some of the plants in the foreground look a bit mushy in the photo, but that’s just how it was. A few of the local drivers behind me were just hanging out like it was a regular thing—and honestly, for them, maybe it is. Meanwhile, some tourists were busy taking selfies or snapping the same view.
A great sunset, a calmish high tide, just perfect conditions for great reflections of the Runcorn Bridge in the River Mersey
A change from what I was going to post today, It is such a dreary dull wet and windy day, we need some colour so I dug this little gem out to put some colour into our day , hope you like it folks .Being in the right place at the right time .
The Lyngen alps are located near the city of Tromsø in northern Norway. This photo is captured in the evening of late August from the Breivikeidet beach across the fjord.
Clouds make art from a sunset! The temperature's cooling day by day .... somehow these beautiful warm colours make me feel cozier! :)
the sun dips low, melting into the horizon, casting a golden spell over the ocean’s surface. each wave catches the light, turning into liquid fire, reflecting the day’s last warmth. the shoreline becomes a canvas of shimmering textures, every grain of sand a tiny spark in this vast twilight. the sky stretches out, painted with whispers of clouds, as if carrying secrets from faraway lands. a moment frozen in time, where the light dances one last time before the night claims its place, and the sea holds onto the glow a little longer.
Back to favourite local composition, not done this for a few months. I have spent so many happy hours stomping round in the mud around here, especially in Lockdown. It's makes it more of a challenge when you have so many shots of one place, how do you do something different or beat the shots you have back home. All part the pleasure of just enjoying doing photography and enjoying it for you.
I was on a surf trip in Bali Indonesia and one evening I took my camera out. This kid in the pic was really a killer good surfer... must have grown up in the water.
Facing Northeast, I don't see a direct sunset, but the evening sun often lights the clouds with wonderful colours
In love, souls often reach the cliff edge where they are either airlifted into eternity by tender wings of requited love or, unrequited, they tumble down turbulently into breaking waves of tribulation. Standing at the edge of the beautiful Gleason beach the other evening, I met petrified souls of unfulfilled love that have plummeted from the cliff long ago. Caressed by the dying sun and the numb ocean, they are frozen in space and time in the realm of an alternative eternity. If one could listen past the ocean’s lullabies, they would hear silent cries of these craggy remains that crave – not eternity, but – deliquescence.
Mount Lómagnúpur in South Iceland, partially covered in snow, bathed in soft sunset light against a gentle lavender sky and reflecting in a small but still unfrozen section of the nearby river.
This distinctive 767m mountain was formed over 1 million years and is largely made of palagonite, with lava beds and sediment making up the base.
The mountain is of enormous cultural significance to the Icelandic people and has been extensively written about by authors and poets. One poet, Jón Helgason, in his poem Áfangar writes of the great giant Járngrímur emerging from the mountain. Járngrímur is an important cultural icon for the people of south Iceland. He is said to have acted as a guardian spirit during the earliest days of the country’s settlement, warding off potential invasions from foreign Kings. Because of this role, the giant can now be seen on Iceland’s coat of arms, iron staff in hand, alongside the three other guardian spirits who make up the North, East and West of the country.
More from a Ray McBride
K&F Concept meet-up Pre sunset over the remains of the Hoylake wreck a mile off the coast of the Wirral Peninsular
One of my last shots from Wednesdays rather nice sunset, it was very nearly dark when I took this one but I was milking it for all it was worth. The sand and shingle along this stretch of coast at Lancing is very soft and not that good at supporting a tripod especially when waves comes in around and overtop my wellies , it makes long exposures a bit of a trial so I take lots more images to makes sure I have some keepers. lots more to come .
One: Denial
Over the past few days, several cruise passengers – including Emma and Nigel – have taken to the bed with flu-like symptoms. The ship’s medical team, purportedly denying what the world had come to accept by then, sent out a memo earlier assuring passengers that their cruise ship was the safest place to be during a raging viral epidemic. ‘The risks… are near negligible’, they had written.
Near negligible!? Nigel has a high fever with shortness of breath, while Emma woke up the other morning with an incapacitating soreness in her throat and a headache that felt like being in a millstone. Confined to their claustrophobic cabin, the world appeared unusually grey through their little glass-pane window. Days are dying in utter silence in this pandemic – the culling master of vulnerable, which this ship has many. Despite the peripeteia in their plans, she hoped against hope that they are not one of them.
“Why won’t they let us dock and go home? Are we supposed to rot away here and vanish on our own?”, she said in a weak voice that betrayed her exasperations. The ship was barred from the port and was now anchored a few miles from the shore.
“For the greater good… saving everyone else but us”, he responded sarcastically in vexation. “Utilitarian sycophants! Why don’t they instead rescue the healthy ones from the ship and quarter them to obtain their organs? That too shall save many greater number of people on organ wait-lists!”
“Such dim-conceived glories of the brain
Bring round the heart an undescribable feud;
So do these wonders a most dizzy pain,
That mingles Grecian grandeur with the rude”
–John Keats (On Seeing the Elgin Marbles)
Three: Bargain
Four: Depression
Five: Acceptance
Six: Finding meaning
Dame nature qui nous gâte ... Lady nature that spoils us
Et qui réflète sa beauté ... That reflects it's beauty
Kenauk Nature
QC
Still not been able to get out so here is another dip into my archive , This is Littlehampton in West Sussex back last January when the sky put on a display for me .
You cannot beat a low tide sunrise / sunset for those magical reflections , Worthing beach last Friday.
A shot from last nights sunset on Worthing beach . I had that sinking feeling, when I loaded my images onto my computer I found three of my long exposures were soft , I can only put it down to my tripod sinking so i`m going to look for some big feet now .
Winter trees in Glen Etive, Scotland
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