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Mountain Hare taken in the Cairngorms. This is the Hare coming into its spring/summer coat before going back to white in winter.
Deep in thought or full of tears?
Today is officially, something different Friday? :-)
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Explore #389
I was looking through archives of our travels for a screen saver on my new computer. Don't know why. It can't be seen most of the day with programs open, but I wanted it, and that's sufficient. From Monterey to Yosemite to Yellowstone and the Grand Tetons, I looked for something on which I would be able to see shortcut icons. After quite a search, and guaranteed to be only in passing, I found a shot I made of the mountain's glaciers and "Eskimo" with my wife, also only in passing as in photobombing ;-)
We were about another hour and half before we'd reach the base of the (usually) blue-white glaciers at 8,000 feet at the foot of the mountain. All I can tell you is that the air is so clear and clean, there is a "taste" and the compulsion to draw in the largest breath possible. That was the color of the sky. I wanted puffy clouds, but in eight (?) visits to Mt. Rainier, I've never seen even one cloud over the mountain.
There is a point at which you used to be able to catch a glimpse of Mt. Saint Helens, but that's literally gone since May 18,1980. The year before - to the day, is when that Mt. Saint Helens blew its stack, and we haven't seen it since. The road from Rainer was blocked to traffic the three times we were there after 1990.
It is one of my favorite parks. I guess visiting eight times either shows a love of the place or a very bad memory. Each time, we took "new trails." Skyline is one of the best, but leave yourself a full day... Well, in face, every trail "requires" a full day. The one to Mirrow Lake is stunning, but it is a more difficult route traversing moraine where Pikas snub me and a stream that created real problems on our return and led to my first balancing act across a tree to the other side. No, there's no rails to hold onto. Worse, the trail is mismarked and many of the signs are gone. Surprize!
Go to my album of Mt. Rainier as see photos of Mirror Lake. Thereis the story of how a very old lady (well, we thought 87 and tramping through the forest..) helped us find our way back to the car. She was both a character and a special memory of the 2013 visit. (It was also 101° when we were there, unheard of - of course - and another "special memory."
Oh, I said I would explain the "Eskimo" of Mt. Rainier. I can't believe that I'm the only one who sees it (more clearly from a greater distance), but the black area front and center looks like an Eskimo with the hood from his parka...
So, a small break in the wildflowers, then to resume Monday.
Thought to have been accidentally introduced to the Mediterranean from South Africa on Pelargoniums, these dainty little Lycaenids seemed fairly at home and numerous in the flower beds across Gibraltar. They seemed unphased by human presence and were often only forced to move on by other butterflies.
Testing a camera, went to the moors. I was worried about the light, but low and behold the sun came out at the right time, and it was magical.
I thought I'd experiment with B&W. The wet patch on the platform by the cab doors is from Ken having washed down the footplate with the slacking pipe.
what if i tattooed "stay" upon my freckled skin
what if i looked at that word enough times in a day
that it lost all its meaning and quickly turned into a small mess
of letters that made me forget the times
that i scratched the word into your back and kissed it onto your lips
while the bus driver waited for me to load my bags
what if i wrote "stay" on the badly beaten hardwood door
or upon the softest red petals of the roses you gave me
for the pictures we took on the coldest day on the side of a hill
what if i had never let you walk through the gates
at the airport as i cried behind the wall of glass above you
what if i breathed "stay" into your ear one day sooner
when i still wanted to know your favorite songs
and i thought you wanted to learn mine
what if i said it aloud when i would have given the world
to help your mother with thanksgiving dinner
to keep making jokes with your brothers
and talking cars with your dad
what if you pleaded "stay" when i said i couldn't
what if you reminded me that you were the only one brave enough
to tell me you loved me, and even if you didn't mean it
at least your pride didn't take precedence
what if you had run after me like you promised you would
when you were still trying to win me over with sweet words
and little white lies
what if we had painted "stay" onto the sheets of the hotel mattress
on the other side of the world beside the place
we wrote our names on the marble dome above the city
what if we had left everything we knew behind
and chose to speak in another language
in the city that lovers call home
what if we had never stepped foot on that plane
what if "stay" was the word we said to each other
instead of being content with just another goodbye
because somewhere, "stay" is still tattooed on our bodies
and i'm here, trying to forget that we couldn't
I thought I'd try a selfie and went for a bit of a rugged look in post. The window light was too strong, so I may try again at some point.
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I am trying to decide if Tansy would like a KW friend here or if she would prefer to be my only KW doll.
I really do like the tan Missy that is on pre-order at the moment at Jpop. But I don't like the long wait times that come with a Jpop pre-order.
Decisions, decisions..........
I wasn't sure about uploading this picture.
I was watching this lady whilst i was having a coffee. She looked lost in her thoughts and dare i say alone. I didn't want to invade her privacy but felt compelled to take the picture.
"It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry....Bob Dylan.
In my younger days I built bridges for the Rock Island Lines (now defunct) so I have a soft spot for trains. This one was winding its way through the hills of Utah when I spotted it. I just had to get a quick shot.
May 7, 2016 - Hwy 36 West / South of Wray Colorado
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It has been an excellent start to the 2016 chase Season. Bonus was, that I had the day off and no commitments except for storm chasing. I was set for an Epic Day!
I ended up with well over 700 pic from this storm chasing event, but I've skimmed it down to about 100+. Truly this will become some of my best photography to date...
Finally, after a 4 1/2 drive, I was in the severe risk, or moderate zone. @ Hwy 365 North Junction, a few miles north I pulled off to get these snaps of this developing cell that would turn into the Wray Tornado that afternoon.
I truly thought I had missed the game and I was feeling pretty depressed until I saw this.... This supercell already had rotation in it and I know from all the chases over the past 20 years of chasing... the last cell to develop will be the one to watch... even if there were other cells that day that were producing tornadoes.
We had all the right ingredients for this one to work her magic. I just had to position myself to get the best shots possible....
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Feeling huge panic tonight after arriving home around 8pm. My heart is pounding and my hands won’t stop shaking. I’m not even drinking tonight. 8/21, the day this picture was taken, was also my mom’s birthday. She would have been 85.
Oops, thought I had finished with owls and hoar frost scenes, at least for now, unless I go for another drive sometime. Then I suddenly wondered what had happened to Snowy Owl #2 that I had photographed on 21 January 2019. Discovered that I hadn't finished going through the last few of my photos from that day. Only got an unpleasantly blurry shot of owl #3.
Today, I had really been hoping to start on Day 9 of our trip to Ontario and Quebec in May 2018. However, I can start on these photos now that I have finished with recent, local images. I have a deadline that I am really, really hoping I can keep to, but we'll see. Day 9 shouldn't have all that many photos, as my friends and I went for a local walk in Tadoussac and then a new walk the far side of Tadoussac. Later in the day, we stayed "home" and took photos of birds that came to friend Anne's garden.
Also today, I had planned on going for a morning walk with friends. Before going to bed very late last night, I could hear what must have been ice pellets hitting against my windows. Looking up at a street light, I saw blowing snow and strong wind. Set my alarm clocks, hoping that the weather would have improved by this morning. When I saw that it was just as bad, I quickly climbed back into bed and went back to sleep. Most unpleasant weather. Anyone who went out in it must have been crazy!
We were on a brief vacation at the seaside in Milano Marittima, a locality of the ancient town of Cervia and I could not refrain from trying some sunrise sessions. If you are not an occasional visitor of my photostream, you will know that this is a recurrent custom for me :-)
In this stretch of the Adriatic shoreline beaches are exploited to the last inch for tourism - beach umbrellas and chairs literally everywhere...
So I decided to try a different environment. Cervia is renowned for its "sweet" salt, produced there since Etruscan times. Indeed, the town is nested between the sea and the saltpans. This is the first shot of a series dedicated to the saltpans of Cervia at sunrise.
The saltpan is an environment rich in biodiversity - full of bird calls and fluttering wings... I have even spotted a large group of pink flamingos in the distance, but they were too far to be decently captured by my poor 300 mm lens.
This photograph is from my second sunrise session at Cervia saltpans, and my 14 years old son Jack was with me - with his brand new Nikon Coolpix 610 and my old tripod - his very initiation to this kind of photography, although it was not his first sunrise ("A wonderful experience", he yawned as we were heading back to the hotel, "yet not to be repeated too soon" ;-)).
The world around us was absolutely still and silent, but for the calls of the birds in the darkness (there were none here, though). When we arrived at the chosen place (quite near the house portrayed in my Reflections from the past) the stars were still shining in a velvety night sky. Then curtains of light began to rise from the horizon, revealing a translucent sky draped with just a few clouds - some moderately interesting ones, still not enough for my taste... however one cannot summon magnificient clouds at her will :->.
However the surface of the water was as still as a glass mirror and was giving wonderful reflections. Then, at last, even the brightest stars had a last shiver and faded. The sun rose above the horizon and the diverse life of the saltpan began unfolding in its full scope.
I have to admit that I am not highly satisfied with this shot, but sometimes it is better a modest photo than no photo at all :-) Hope that you will enjoy it anyway.
I have obtained this picture by blending an exposure bracketing [-1.7/0/+1.7 EV] by luminosity masks in the Gimp (EXIF data, as usual, refer to the "normal exposure" shot), then I added some final touches with Nik Color Efex Pro 4.
Some bands in the sky returned here... they seem to be due to use of the MMM mask from Saul Goode's excellent script - not always, though...
"The world is so full of a number of things,
I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings."
“A Child’s Garden of Verses” by Robert Louis Stevenson and illustrated by Fern Bisel Peat. Copyright 1915 by the Saalfield Publishing Co.
It all happend so quick, i needed sleep, i thought it was safe, but i was wrong. I woke up, and it was on top of me, it had already tore into me. I tried to grab my gun, but i could not reach it. My shrieks were like the dinner bell of every walker within miles. I new this was the end.
I am back. Hope you guys enjoy this little scene!