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With a late winter's sun illuminating the front side of this mallard drake and reflecting him onto a thin sheet of ice, he tucks his bill into the feathers on his back for rest and warmth. Maple River State Game Area
A thin red line on the horizon marks the finality of the setting sun. If you look carefully, there's also a red halo encircling the space where the sun has just been. Photo taken last year at Lake Erie in Northeast Ohio. No Photoshop was used on this image.
I used to have a very analytical approach to writing. In my old way of thinking, you started at the beginning and concluded at the end. That kind of thinking tends to really stymie creative expression. Much the same as getting so mired in the technical aspects of photography that you lose sight of the goal. I vividly recall sitting down to write something, and totally bogging down attempting to write the perfect lead sentence in my head. Sometimes 45 minutes would tick off the clock and all I had to show for it was a blinking cursor where the first letter was yet to be typed. A total exercise in frustration that in itself was guaranteed to inhibit further progress. Somewhere along the way I decided to just hurl myself at storytelling. Literally just jump in somewhere and allow it to go where it would. It's not unlike my approach to photography and I think sometimes it's why I'm able to mesh the visual with the written narrative. The act of writing has become less about thinking of words and more about trying to limit the torrent of thoughts that seem to appear on the screen. Of course some days are better suited to creativity than others. Sometimes I just want to go mow the lawn or do something physical rather than mental, or find a task that requires little thought. I see this as a way to recharge the creative batteries. Invariably once I engage in a non-creative task, my mind begins to go into overdrive, as thoughts and ideas swirl about. Sometimes things gel; other times it's a simple phrase or meme that gets stuck in my mind. Sooner or later it will find an outlet. I'm often amazed at how these little flicker narrative spin up, seemingly out of thin air. Once a photo posts, I just sit down and bang out some random thoughts with little or no forethought. It just goes where it goes in the five to ten minutes allotted to the task. I find any more than that and it sounds over worked and not spontaneous. If there's a tie in to the photo, great. If not, still great. In this case, I was walking around in my backyard yesterday now that the snow is melting. The area is littered with debris and fallen branches and limbs. Edging may way into the woodland, I came across some frighteningly large bits, ones that surely would have caused injury or worse had they landed on someone. Each year I think all the deadwood has fallen, but each year more is produced. It's a cycle without end. Anyway the deadwood meme is what stuck in my head and it reminded me of this scene at a local abandonment. I recall gravitating to the fallen branches protruding from the snow. It was a visual subtlety that greatly enhanced the mood and atmosphere.
The rocks at Sandy Mouth are from the Bude Formation and of Silesian (Upper Carboniferous) age, approximately 310 million years old. Rocks from the Westphalian Stage (Langsettian to Bolsovian Sustages) being from the middle of the Silesian.
The formation is mostly sandstones, but grey-brown mudstones and siltstones can be seen in beds at the top of the cliff and in thinner layers that dip down to beach level.
This shot was a leap of faith. I had planned it for ages, knowing the Winter Milky Way would arc perfectly over this small, graceful arch with Mt. Whitney framed beyond. But the forecast wasn’t on my side - high clouds were expected to drift in from the north after dark.
Should I gamble on a four-hour drive from L.A., risking a total bust, or head somewhere closer with clearer skies? In the end, I went for it. I had waited too long for this alignment to skip it.
At sunset, a few cirrus strands hung around, but by nightfall, the sky looked clear. Then I checked my first exposure - and every bright star was swollen and hazy. Lens issue? Desert dew? A quick test with my second camera confirmed it wasn’t the gear. Thin cirrus had crept in, their ice crystals, even though invisible to the naked eye, blurring the stars like an overpowered starglow filter.
There was nothing to do but keep shooting and roll with it. The final image isn’t as technically flawless as I had hoped, but I’ve grown to love it. The soft, imperfect stars capture the atmosphere of that night in a way perfection never could.
EXIF
Canon EOS-R, astro-modified by EOS 4Astro
Sigma 28mm f/1.4 ART
IDAS NBZ filter with Canon EF-EOS R drop-in adapter
iOptron SkyTracker Pro
Sunwayfoto T2840CK tripod
Low Level Lighting
Foreground:
Panorama of 10 panels, each a focus stack of 8x 2.5s @ ISO800 during twilight
Sky:
Panorama of 10 panels, each a stack of 7x 45s @ ISO1600, clear filter & 3x 105s @ ISO6400, IDAS NBZ
thin cracks in dryed clay
Cracks on the base of the master model for the Sisyphos casting tool after demoulding from the new build mould.
ISO 100 300mmx2 f14 1/20 sec.
There was a thin veil of clouds bothering me and my tripod is little shaky but I´m well pleased with the results.
Mittens donning her Elizabethan collar and showcasing her tattoo after her recent spaying. Oh my she is growing up too fast, I already miss my little miss Mittens!
She is finally getting used to the collar after four days. I give her some relief and remove it several times a day during feedings and shortly afterwards for grooming under very careful observation.
"When a female kitten is spayed, a small incision is made in her abdomen and her reproductive organs are removed. The incision is then closed with surgical glue or stitches. As the kitten grows, the scar becomes almost invisible as it stretches and thins. A veterinarian looking at an adult female cat cannot always tell if the tiny scar he sees on the cat's belly is a belly button, well-healed wound or the result of surgery for something other than spay. Before universal methods to indicate spaying has been done, vets had to anesthetize cats and open them up to see if they were intact. Ultrasounds and X-rays are not effective in determining if a cat has been spayed. The universal methods include ear-tipping, tattooing and microchipping. "(Sourcehttps://pets.thenest.com)
Update... Ice remains underneath today's falling and blowing snow... Conditions are likely going to be very poor the next couple of days... I don't think I will go out at all!
A mid seventies Lotus Elite which I shot a couple of years back. Don't see too many of them around these days.
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A beach near Lizard point during some nice light. I liked the simplicity of this although it isn't particularly inventive or anything. The light just seemed enough. Thanks for all the comments on the last shot, much appreciated.
Since July 7th, at least 10 American law enforcement officers have been killed by gunfire in the line of duty, with many other being wounded.
My father is a police Sergeant, so I can attest to the extreme difficulties police face everyday. While not all police are honorable (as it is in all professions), the majority are just as much heroes as out military veterans. They are often treated like dirt by people they deal with everyday, encounter very traumatic situations on a regular basis, and face the reality that the next traffic stop could end their life. A significant percentage of officers struggle with PTSD, but usually don't ever receive any form of treatment. Their job is tough enough without having to worry about being gunned down simply for wearing the badge. I ask you to support American police officers in this time, and pray that peace would come to our country.
The top black line represents the public, the blue line represents law enforcement, and the bottom black line represents criminals. The Blue Line is all that stands between the two.
"My thin white border is not so much a frame as a defense against Flickr's all dark background"
(DSCN2190McKenzieRiverflickr052018)
For anyone wondering what this is exactly, I'll try to explain.
While at Lake McDonald in Glacier National Park this evening I noticed there had formed a shelf of frozen pebbles caused no doubt by the frigid temperatures coupled with waves from the lake undercutting the shore. From below this undercut hung hundreds of small icicles. As it was a sunny day today, the stones were heating up ever so slightly, and in this case, the stone had fallen out of the ice and icicle surrounding it.
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A sylph is a mythical creature as light as air and as graceful as water.
Lovely new pointe shoes for Rosie, in a few weeks they'll look like hell. They don't last that long being made of satin and layers of paper stiffened with glue, about 12 hours worth of dancing is all. This pair may make it through the summer. There is a very thin pad that wraps around and cushions the toes, much thinner than you would guess.The muscles in the feet are conditioned and strengthened for years before you get to this stage.
For ODC ~ using light to isolate the subject
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