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With the current health situation, in Spain we are currently forbidden to go outside if it is not absolutely necesary.

Conveniently enough, I had to make a short visit to the doctor yesterday, and could make this photo of Larios street.

Larios street is one of the main streets in Málaga, and is usually really busy and thriving. Now, it is very calm, but it is a tense calm, hoping that the situation improves quickly and it can restore its usual life

-58- Christopher Fischer (EC Bad Nauheim), DEL 2 - EC Bad Nauheim gegen ESV Kaufbeuren, Bad Nauheim, Colonel-Knight-Stadion, 24.11.24

They walked past me about 6 feet away, then turned around in the middle of my yard. A piece of apple was tossed and in a tense stance she reached for it. The wondered away so I went back to the house, only to see them come back out of the fir trees and finish the corn. As you can see, the grass doesn't grow well this time of year, but the weeds sure do.

Google Photos now has an editing feature where I could erase those other pesky tourists on the spot with the Pixel phone 's Tensor AI engine. It actually works pretty well if the scene is not too busy with objects as shown in this photo. I 've managed to erase a few tourists from this courtyard of Complesso di Sant'Ivo alla Sapienza. Not too shabby, huh?

Ordinarily I'm pretty good at photographing wildlife without spooking it, but I had my dog with me, and these little moose were having none of it.

Imagine not having a computer. This is OLD. It was given to me in 1965 by the maker, who was studying to be an engineer at the time. It looks better here than in real life. Brighter, more distinct--highlighting how intricate and painstakingly crafted this is.

As things get tense in the USA and in other places across the globe.

 

closer than EVER..

It is now 89 seconds to midnight.

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National holiday.

There is a particular tenderness

In your vulnerability on the cross

As if you knew all along

You had no choice

As you tense and flex in pain

Did you know that you would live again?

The world kept turning

Played dice at your feet

While Jerusalem slumbered on

You were a man with love

Seemingly stripped away

Nothing left to live for

Yet still you stayed

Hanging on until midday

Timed perfectly

As false night crept up the hill

Snuffing out the sun

Claiming that promised kill

But you knew a willing sacrifice

Would have that last throw of the dice

And although you cast no shadow

You live amongst us

Freely as you promised

 

*****

 

My last photography session at Glynde Church, East Sussex, UK, resulted in some more images of the stained glass being taken. I will often do this, return to my favourite places, photograph the same area, or details. Even with repeated images of the stained glass, especially in this church, as they are incredibly beautiful and where you are spoilt for choice, the light will always make these images original. And the light draws you to a different detail, a different meaning, each time.

 

I felt that this detail of Christ on The Cross emphasised His vulnerability, an emotion I felt keenly, as myself and my partner battled with and eventually recovered from Covid recently.

 

I have paired this with U2’s ‘Moment Of Surrender’…..

 

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Wrecks in the Woods

Only the occasional drip of water from the eaves of the wooden shacks broke the silence as he glided into the village, paused, and tested the air. "No sadness here," he thought, relaxing for the first time in many days. But then? His eye caught a flash of red, discordant, at the edge of the pathway. He tensed, his senses once again shivering with worry. His eyes darted from building to building, searched the tree limbs, flicked over, through and past the spiny branches of the underbrush... Nothing.

 

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whilst taping up my living room windows to start decorating, i decided to use the paper to write some irregular portuguese verbs on so i could get familiar with them. they're not easy as they obviosly defy the rules of the patterns i've become familiar with so i have to learn them parrot fashion. i thought it would be a good way to add practice whilst i'm decorating the front room

pic collage... Just messin' with four images taken during SL Fantasy Faire 2019

Portrait of tensed woman with candy in hand

This geometric abstract comes from a very mundane setting: the Glendale Galleria. I snapped a photo looking down the length of the shopping center's ceiling, which has a series of staggered arches. I cloned out a few ceiling lights and color-shifted the image to achieve this pale blue-lilac hue.

A slightly tense moment when a Little Egret and Grey Heron come together. At Old Moor, South Yorkshire.

shot with #lensbaby #sweet50

... of the final content of the "Paris-Agreement" as a result of the 2015 United Nations Climate Change Conference in Paris.

 

Will it really be more than words on a piece of paper ... ?

 

Striped trio of Plains Zebras / Steppenzebras (Equus quagga)

Tarangire N.P., Tanzania, Africa

vanessa stood there, framed by the stone walls of la lonja. the light fell hard, carving shadows into the floor. she was still, just for a second. then, out of nowhere, her son ran to her, his small arms reaching, his face tense with something unspoken. she caught him. held him close. whispered something only he could hear. the world outside faded. i raised the camera. clicked.

St. Augustine, Florida USA ~ Matanzas River

Independence Day 2020 ~ July 4th, 2020

 

Majestic Schooner-Sail-Ship in The Harbor

With Full-Sails on Our Nation's Birthday

 

*[left-double-click for a closer-look]

 

Well, that's it for my city-captures of historic Saint Augustine, Florida. It was our 7th consecutive year here on the 4th of July. It's always fun! I got 50 keepers. All taken in one day, and then it took me the entire month of July to post them. Hope you enjoyed them as much as I did capturing them! I still have one nice Saint Augustine sunrise to post and also a nice grouping of avian captures, also taken in Saint Augustine. And then after that I have a huge-backlog of South Florida sunsets that I still have to work on. Some really good ones! But for now it's on to August in this tense and stressful year. And if the the virus wasn't enough, we will be waking up tomorrow to a Category 2 Hurricane just off our shores! What a year! Hoping everything is good by you, where-ever in the world you might be. Thank you for looking. Best Regards from South Florida U.S.A.

 

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en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bridge_of_Lions

 

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Calm, composed, focused nature Vs harried, tense, rushing, urban life.

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The Ship Inn, Red Wharf Bay, Anglesey.

I follow Cryptid a bit, until he led me to a small campfire with two other soldiers sitting around it. he led me over to the one on the north side of the fire, and introduced me. "This is Mackenzie, but we call him 'Klip.' I shook his hand, and told him my name. I told him a bit about myself, being overwatch and all. Then, out of the blue, the other soldier piped up, rather resentfully, "What are you, some damned super-soldier? The perfect sniper, eh?"

A haunted look must have come to my eyes; I could see it reflected in the gaze of the kid, Klip. "No, I'm not perfect, or even close," I responded. Klip softly asked me to continue. So, I did.

"I wasn't that much of an excellent shot, up through a few years ago. I was still fresh meat then, near the beginnings of the war. I was responsible for covering my unit in a rather ugly section of a city. Twenty-three men had their lives depending on me to keep them covered, and to give them warning of any attacks. I stopped looking for a brief moment, and by the time I looked back, the screams had begun. The Urags had been laying in wait, for a hapless unit of Earthlings to slaughter. Twenty three men, who died because of my carelessness. I should have seen the signs, should have warned them. Ever since then, I have dedicated myself to being the best sniper I could be. Many of my exploits are exaggerated, but I can run and gun along with the rest of them."

The group had gone quiet for my tale. There were several moments of tense silence, until the offending soldier whispered, "I'm sorry. I had no idea."

I took it in silence. It hurt, hurt badly that these soldiers can look upon their own allies with resentment, could judge without knowledge. I needed to get out of where I was, needed a change of scenery. So, through some cosmic flip of a coin, a coin scarred and malformed through eons of abuse, I decided to go out on a limb and ask these men whom I did not know, did not know other than the wind in their step and the fire of their guns, to hold my future in their response. "I could join your team, if you'd have me. Sniping isn't all I'm good at."

Why do I think that living through WWII was less stressful, at least on the home front, than living through another Trump administration?

Afternoon in Amsterdam, 2009

Is just so last minute

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