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A Verditer Flycatcher (Eumyias thalassinus) was resting on a beautiful perch during a continuous raining. The colour of the bird was beautifully depicted against the backdrop and the raindrops scattered everywhere in motion made this a delightful composition here. Pics was taken at Eagle-nest National Park, Arunachal Pradesh, India.
I nostri pensieri danno forma a ciò che noi supponiamo sia la realtà
Isabel Allende
Lago di Garda, autoscatto, tramonto che si specchia sulle acque calmissime del lago.
#lake #garda #bardolino #tramonto #nuvole #clouds #thinking #thought #pensiero #pensieroso #contemplation #contemplazione #mood #veneto
In the Brecon Beacons National Park, Wales.
That is the actual James Bond Aston Martin DB5 as first seen in Goldfinger in 1965. Probably the most iconic and famous car in the world and likely priceless too. If you google that licence registration BMT216A, it will confirm that it also appeared in Thunderball, Golden Eye, Tomorrow Never Dies, Casino Royale, Skyfall, Spectre and No Time to Die. Or you can see the registration here -
www.007.com/the-vehicles/aston-martin-db5/
And now here it is on the Flickr page of old Magoo - who’d have thunk! A scoop or what? Here it has its latest modification to its front bumper - a guy in.a luminous orange jacket trying to take a photograph.
So how did old Magoo bumbling around with his white stick and who can’t tell a farmers truck from a pedal cycle happen to bump into it in the back of beyond on the Brecon Beacons, how did he know what it was and more importantly, is that the real James Bond behind the wheel?
So there I was on a very quiet mountain road in the middle of nowhere when I hear the throaty roar of a vehicle coming up behind me. The road isn’t wide enough for man and car so I step off to allow it through, but it pulls to a halt alongside.…
“You’re looking very official by the side of the road” Says James Bond. It puzzles me for a second and I realise he must be referring to my luminous coat. (I later realise he must have been looking for the camera crew and thought I was with them).
“Oh the jacket” I say “It’s so I can be seen by cars because I can’t see them” and I hold up my white stick. And then, listening to the sweet purr of the engine I say “That’s a beautiful sounding car you have there, what is it?
“An Aston Martin DB5” Bond says.
“Wow” says I “How old?”
“59 years” replies 007 without hesitation because if anyone would know he would, right? “It’s the James Bond car” he adds.
I wrongly presume he means ‘like the James Bond car’ not the actual car itself and so like an idiot I ask - “How long have you had it?”
“We are actually filming here for a couple of days” says James by way of explanation.
“Are you James Bond then?” I ask with a wry grin.
“Well, sort of “ he replies with a chuckle. I expect he was being covert. I’m stood there close enough to touch the car and am wondering whether or not this is Daniel Craig or the new Bond guy driving - I certainly can’t tell, the car is just a fuzzy haze to me and the driver non existent, when he politely excuses himself and drives off. I’m left wondering whether he was pulling old Magoo’s leg or whether this really was the real Bond car and then feel more than a little disappointed that I didn’t get a photo. Wouldn’t you?? Let’s face it, it’s not the sort of thing you expect is it?
I continue on my deflated way when after about half a mile I pass a group of people by the side of the road. There is absolutely never anyone here and even though I cannot see their equipment I presume it must be the film crew. I wander on thinking they must be waiting for me to walk on through so they can do the take, which means the Licence to Kill and his car must be up ahead somewhere - and sure enough, a couple hundred yards on I catch that sweet throaty purr again.
“Would you mind if I take a photograph of your car Mr Bond, so I can see it on the big screen when I get home?”
“Be my guest” says James. Realising I was probably holding things up and I would have only time for one shot I quickly took it and wandered up to his window and showed him the back of the camera and asked if it looked okay?
“Haha” Laughs the Licence 2 Kill “It’s right in the middle”. Well, that was good enough for me, a crackshot secret agent with such an eye for the ladies and who bumps off global super villains for fun should be able to judge a photo right? And after thanks, I wanders on me way, and when I was clear he must have got the ‘camera - action’ instruction because the pedal hit the metal and it leapt away towards the cameras with a glorious roar.
So was that the real James Bond, or another actor filling in for him? I have absolutely no idea, couldn’t see him at all - but I’ll go this far……it wasn’t Sean Connery or Roger Moore, I would have recognised those voices for sure…….
A big thanks to the photography gods for causing James Bond to stop and talk, because if he hadn’t I would have had no idea there was filming taking place and wouldn’t have got the shot - and a double big thanks to 007 for being sociable and letting me take the photo! If you see a tramp in a bright orange coat cluttering up the movie - that’ll be old Magoo……
On our trip around Vancouver Island, we started in Victoria. While there, I took some time to travel down to the waterside to see the ocean. It struck me how calm it was at low tide. After composing and taking a shot of the now visible rocks, and smooth waters, I left thinking one comp was in the bag.
However, two kayakers soon appeared giving me an added idea that would contribute to that same image. I quickly returned to the same spot, and waited for them to enter my precomposed scene. Later it occurred to me how much more complete the shot was with these travellers than without them. And how thee narrative changed to something more interesting.
,,,consume me.
thank you all for the dialogue yesterday about i love you. i really enjoyed the thoughtful discussion.
I thought I heard something just under my bedroom window. So I walked the wall that marks the Mansion ground to see if some critters dig under it. But I couldn't find anything. Maybe I just dreamt it? But at least I could try out my new jacket to see if it is of any use when it gets colder
There is a loneliness that comes from being alone.
And then there is the loneliness that arrives while standing among others.
The square was busy. People talked, laughed, posed for photographs, and moved through the afternoon together. Yet what caught my attention was not the crowd but the solitary expression of someone surrounded by it.
We often assume that proximity creates connection. It does not.
Each of us carries thoughts that remain unspoken, worries that remain unseen, and questions that no one around us can fully answer. We stand shoulder to shoulder with others while inhabiting worlds entirely our own.
Perhaps that is part of being human.
To long for understanding while knowing that some portion of our lives will always remain private territory.
For a brief moment, amid the movement and noise, that quiet reality seemed visible.
... my first photograph of 2020 was of this pensive Chickadee. They are one of my favorite birds to watch.
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
- BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
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The day was bright but my thoughts were with a Sad Rite halfway around the Globe. And Nature herself came to my aid.
Here's an amazingly Black Xylocopa latipes, a Tropical Carpenter Bee, no doubt a descendant of www.flickr.com/photos/87453322@N00/8986047224/in/photolis.... She's taking a nibble at the bottom of the 'crown' of Calotropis gigantea, Crown Flower.
Carpenters are necessary for the Sad Ceremony on my mind, and so are Flowers; this Tropical Milkweed is used in such Hindu Rites on Bali and Lombok as a Good Omen.
This and the following photo were part of the same event and taken just a few minutes apart. Indeed you can see raindrops on my lens. The train is moving towards, and passed, the train in the following shot.
0612
Was delighted when the wife said she'd booked a week away at my favourite retreat...Did l ever tell you l loved her?...No...l can't believe l have either.
La vita e' una rosa, dove ogni petalo e' un'illusione ed ogni spina una realta'
Life is a rose, where every petal is an illusion and every thorn a reality
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