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...from one world to another.
Always by the sea...
"Είμαι εκείνος που είμαι
κι έχεις όνομα κάποιο.
Σε χρυσό κόσμο σάπιο
δε χωράω να μπω..."
🎶 GAVIN LUKE - DELICATE TRANSITIONS 🎶
“I searched among her crayons for a color that represented autumn and pulled out an orange-toned crayon, never used. It read “Bittersweet,” and I wondered why that particular name. Autumn was my favorite time of year… I was always ready for the change. I guess some people didn’t see it that way. Some people wanted to cling to summer... I loved both seasons, but I thought no one would ever call spring bittersweet, even though it was just another change, another new cycle, an end to one season and a beginning for another in an endless, never-ending spiral.”
― Janet Rebhan, Finding Tranquility Base
Transitional Plumage
Juvenile or non-breeding male Red-winged Blackbird transiting to breeding plumage at Bombay Hook NWR. I find the pattern of brown tippled black feathers to be very beautiful.
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We seem to be in a season of transitions - between spring and summer, light and dark, health and sickness, isolation and freedom - all of which has me seeing more in black and white.
Inspired by Colin Giffords excellent book Transitions ,a dip into the archives produced this image .
www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0bOK9I8P48
Who will comfort me ? .... Melody Gardot
Sun and transition sky reflection
Newaygo
Quebec
This is the first of four images I'll post in sequence from a tremendous morning back in September. All are of the same scene, looking down from near the top of Mam Tor across the Hope Valley (Derbyshire, England) during a temperature inversion when a sea of fog was lapping against the hills. Sunrise was at 6:50, so they span the blue hour to the point at which the post-sunrise light started to get a little harsher.
If you get a touch of déjà vu, that's because you really have seen a couple of them before. One was on my stream for about 36 hours before I stupidly, and in total error, erased it... doh!...another I more recently deleted as I've decided I now want them all together and in order as a record of the transition. Not good etiquette to post-erase-repost, but there you go. I'll conquer my embarrassment, no doubt :-)
Very best wishes for the New Year to all Flickr Friends. Hope you all have excellent snapping in 2017!
This shot taken last weekend shows Baby Butchie perched on a pot plant at my back door. His feathers are transitioning from grey and white to black and white, he looks something of a mess, but soon he will be a fully fledged adult.
Butcher birds live in communities with a breeding pair who are supported by the community in raising their young. Baby Butchie was one of three chicks, and the only one to survive. I hope he will stay to help raise the next generation, and our friendship can continue into the future.
The end of one miracle, the beginning of another, life to death, death to life in one small picture.
And still we dance 💃🎼
This photo was taken two weeks ago and since then the ice has disappeared from Bear Lake. Our long winter was making the transition to spring. There was still snow on the mountains, but the ice was melting fast on the lake. Storms were rolling through but they were rain instead of snow.
We are in that time period of transitions again. It could feel like spring one day and then we get hit with another blast of winter weather. We have to make decisions like when to take the snow tires off or put the winter jackets away. This scene was taken taken a couple of weeks ago but that doesn’t mean March won’t go out like a Lion. In this image, I like the juxtaposition of the line of trees on the right and the wood telephone poles on the left. We all transition to something else in our lives.
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I had a different edit of this up, but I looked at it and reeeally didn't like it. So I played around with different editing techniques. So yeah. I like it now. :D
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