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This tree, caught and suspended in the knoch of another tree, always makes a wonderful image in panorama reflected in Sand Creek.
This guy/gal sat perched 20 ft high basking in the last 10 minutes or so of daylight left. Seemed curious what this photog was doing slowly scrambling for "just the right angle" :).
Green Herons stand motionless at the water’s edge as they hunt for fish and amphibians. They typically stand on vegetation or solid ground, and they don’t wade as often as larger herons. In flight these compact herons can look ungainly, often partially uncrooking their necks to give a front-heavy appearance.
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This abandoned building is just outside the Wall, SD entrance to Badlands National Park. The graffiti on the side says Bondo MLS. Wall Drug signs are everywhere so it isn't surprising to find one here. Wall Drug still offers coffee for 5 cents and free water.
This Bee, caught in flight as it was approaching a pollen charged Camellia flower, had already visited a number of flowers, its pollen baskets being a good indication of its dedication to this task.
“The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera.”
― Dorothea Lange
I am not a stranger to the dark
"Hide away," they say
"'Cause we dont want your broken parts"
You can put your mind to do whatever you wanna do
Just tell yourself that you capable, too
But don't do things that ain't even cool
And get rid of them no-good friends thats enablin' you
Makin' you feel like you won't be nothin', your life crumblin'
They talk, mumblin'
You gon' be something, you are glorious
Were no gangs, but warriors, we well-known, notorious
They can't stop you or block you or mock you
They mad cause you bad and they not you
You fall down, but get up and skip and hop through
Kick down doors for others to walk through
You have a purpose, to make you say, "Did I do that?" Urkel
Now we callin' reality virtue
This is who I am, this is me, don't let them words hurt you
When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
I am brave, I am bruised
I am who I'm meant to be, this is me
Look out 'cause here I come
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Another round of bullets hits my skin
Well, fire away 'cause today, I won't let the shame sink in
We are bursting through the barricades
And reaching for the sun (we are warriors)
Yeah, that's what we've become
Won't let them break me down to dust
I know that there's a place for us
For we are glorious
When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
I am brave, I am bruised
I am who I'm meant to be, this is me
Look out 'cause here I come (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me
I'm alone, I never fit the mold
The world is so cold, hold it down on my own
I'm just tryna reach up to the sky, see the moon
I got confidence 'cause I'm the flyest in the room
And I been knocked down, but I always get up
I had some fake friends, had to go and switch up
Yeah, no pain, no strain, I ain't chasin' no nothing
'Cause I got more to gain, and I'm just tryna make a change
I'm just doin' me, I'm in my own lane
I fell down a few times, but I'm up again
Marchin' to another drum, see me cross, see me bow
When they thought that I was done, ah nah, here I come
I'm not weak, I get on my feet
No apologies, yeah, this is me
And I know that I deserve your love
There's nothing I'm not worthy of
When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
This is brave, this is bruised
This is who I'm meant to be, this is me
Look out 'cause here I come (look out 'cause here I come)
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
Marching on, marching on, marching, marching on (I'm not scared to be seen)
I make no apologies, this is me
Whenever the world's gone, whenever the world's gone
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
Oh, oh, oh, this is me
Songwriters: Justin Paul, Benj Pasek
Old Ford Pickup at a car show. #oldtruck #classic #mono #monochrome #blackandwhite #Nikon #D7200 #digitalphotography #clouds #Ford #fordpickup
This was taken at 36,000ft heading west over Austria during some extremely powerful storms. We diverted our course to the south (left) to stay clear of them as the tops of the thunderstorms went up beyond 40,000ft. In the foreground is a towering cumulus, the precursor to a cumulonimbus, one of which can be seen in the background with the flat top.
More of my in-flight cloud photos here youtu.be/tbmL6yNda4U
This was taken a while ago now - and just came across it - thats my hubby's leg - he lost his real one in a motorbike accident 22yrs ago!! And the three girls - Kali, Pepper and Millie.
"There are certain half-dreaming moods of mind in which we naturally steal away from noise and glare, and seek some quiet haunt where we may indulge our reveries and build our air castles undisturbed."
- Washington Irving
"The Mutability of Literature"
… with appreciation for fellow Iowan Glenn Miller.
Bubbles, ceramics,
Arranged with Beginner’s Mind.
Mono Mandala!
Happy Mono Monday!
15 Aug 2022; 00:10 UTC; iPhone > B&W 330;43;8
Tradescantia is a genus of 75 species of herbaceous perennial wildflowers in the family Commelinaceae, native to the New World from southern Canada to northern Argentina, including the West Indies. Members of the genus are known by the common names spiderwort or Indian paint. Wikipedia
Scientific name: Tradescantia
Family: Commelinaceae
Order: Commelinales
Higher classification: Spiderworts
Kingdom: Plantae
Rank: Genus
Loch Linnhe in Argyle and Bute. Stalker Castle in the distance.
A beautiful summer's day and a fabulous viewing point for this scene.
¤ On Black ¤
A falls that runs adjacent to the lowest tier of Willow Falls' magnificent display.
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