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The shadow from the cloud broke the reflection of the evening sky to give a perfectly clear window to the sand below the surface.
Early EPROM's from the 70s sometimes used translucent windows instead of the more common transparrent windows. They were still made of the same Quartz material to pass the UV C that would erase the chips.
CC Rainbow Game - Blue
Raindrops cling to recently opened almond blossoms in the early morning. Dozens of flower buds will be opening within a few days.
The #FlickrFriday #Translucent challenge
"Oh flowers, how lovely!" was my dear wife's response as I returned from a quick shopping trip. She didn't even ask what I'd done. Of course what I'd actually done was to grab a subject for this week's FF homework. It didn't take long for her to work that out. The vase is an art deco design by the well known 1920s-1930s British ceramicist Charlotte Rhead.
The photo was taken as shown using an old filter, which does not fit my current lens, smeared with Vaseline and balanced precariously on the front of it while I held a reflector to bounce some windowlight back onto the flowers. Thank goodness for delayed shutter release. Processing was light (by my standards anyway) with some colours boosted and texture and a small vignette added.
Present to myself, picked up while browsing the pop-up music stall that's often on Middle Meadow Walk. Frankly you've got me a Thelonius Monk, but Monk with John Coltrane? Oh yes, having that. Exra little bonus when I got home and went to put it on the turntable, to discover the actual record was not only pressed in coloured vinyl but translucent too, so I improvised this quick shot of it with a small light behind the record.
With No Shuttle, No Rocket Trail, and No HDR home here..........The Moon, Orion, Sirius rising...Canopus (which is as bright as Sirius) just out of picture to the right..there were a lot of very bright stars out last night...on a clear cold (for Florida) evening. I had this same shot 2 nights ago with the shuttle launch.it went right up through the moon from the lower right. Took wonderful pictures...went home to unload...and saw that I had left the Memory out of the Camera. Soooooooooo...just imagine there is a rocket trail with golden blue light going from the bottom right, through the moon to the top left corner..blazing away...isn't it beautiful.......this shot is a reminder of that historical blunder. Filled in moon (it 85% full and highlighted EXISTING STARS.)
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Words (James Watkins)
There are words above all others-
that fix themselves like stars-
bright beacons in the darkness-
heights hidden in the heart.
They alone take awesome stand--
against the tides of life-
in armed array of power-
an army clothed in might.
Like seeds that fall on watered ground-
form fertile flowing fields-
grown gentle- guides in patience pruned
with perfect plural yields.
Established on foundations strong-
bold buildings built to last-
against the rule of raging time-
eternally recast.
Triumphant- time-transcendent-
translucent, touched and twirled-
the truth unbound and glorious-
runs rampant through the world.
To conquer mountain standing tall
across the pilgrimed path.
And bring to birth the vision small-
the unseen to our grasp.
And leaving doubt behind us-
chaff driven by the wind-
each enemy of hope and faith-
unchallenged to an end.
Now standing hard behind us-
there thronged by secret thralls-
authority and mercy meet-
beyond the cloistered walls.
To loose the power petrified,
by fear’s unyielding grip.
Torn from years of solitude-
this single silent trip.
Bought before on battleground-
beyond the mortal veil-
pursued by death- prevailing -
through ancient rights assailed.
Passed from grave to live again-
new formed the narrow path.
Within the reach of every man-
a gateway firm and fast.
Now brought to bear the tidings glad-
entrenched in solid ground-
in waking realms of glory-
a kingdom newly found.
Where promises now harvested,
join late and early rain-
appearing at the altar bold-
the circumstances plain.
To stand behind each spoken word-
against the darkened lie-
that proudly boasts against us-
before an open sky.
And crushing all resistance-
bring victories large and small-
to every realm of being-
delivered from the fall.
Extending out beyond ourselves
we yield to greater need-
To find that loss, in giving,
Makes every word-a seed.
JHWatkins 7-04
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A friend introduced me to this "unique" steampunk band. I promised her I would add their site on one of Selene's photos for people to hear. They are a musical pantomime troupe called "Steam Powered Giraffe" and I really enjoy their music.
If you visit the website you can hear a few of their unique sounds, pick a song and click the arrow to play www.steampoweredgiraffe.com/
Earlier this year I did a marble shot called translucent. At the time the amazingly talented Bluesrose suggested a crop that I reticent about doing - mainly because I had already made one suggested change. But I have since acquired more of love of square format photos and thought that I'd give it a go. So this is for you Maris - thanks!
'Awakened' - word #8 on the list of 100 words.
Part of my Marbles (Set)
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