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Near the lake, sun was shinning, weird looking tree and empty house which wanted me to capture that moment.
Η Άνω ή Παλιά Σκοτίνα (Ano Skotina) είναι ένας εγκαταλελειμμένος σήμερα παραδοσιακός οικισμός του νομού Πιερίας. Είναι χτισμένη σε υψόμετρο περίπου 750 μέτρων στις νοτιοανατολικές πλαγιές του Ολύμπου και ανήκει στον δήμο Δίου-Ολύμπου, στο δημοτικό διαμέρισμα Σκοτίνας. Απέχει περίπου 7 χλμ από τον παραδοσιακό οικισμό του Παλαιού Παντελεήμονα και 12 χλμ από το χωριό Καλλιπέυκη (Νιζηρός) της Ελασσώνας του Νομού Λάρισας. Διαθέτει ξενώνες, ταβέρνες, εστιατόρια και προσφέρεται για κάθε μορφή εναλλακτικού τουρισμού όπως ορειβασία, πεζοπορία κ.ά.
Εντυπωσιακό είναι το τεράστιο πλατάνι της πλατείας της Παλιάς Σκοτίνας. Στο χωριό υπάρχουν δύο αξιόλογοι ναοί. Ο Ιερός Ναός της Κοιμήσεως της Θεοτόκου και του Αγίου Αθανασίου. Ο επισκέπτης αξίζει να περιδιαβεί στα δρομάκια του χωριού που είναι πνιγμένο στο πράσινο, αγναντεύοντας τον Θερμαϊκό και το Αιγαίο. Πολιτιστικό δρώμενο του οικισμού αποτελεί ο εορτασμός του Ιερού Ναού της Κοιμήσεως Θεοτόκου στις 15 Αυγούστου.
Digital Aerochrome infrared
An attempt to re-create the colours from the now discontinued Kodak Aerochrome colour infrared film.
I used a Tiffen 12 filter allong with my Fuji full spectrum camera, taken in RAW
35/52: Happy Little Tree
Probably my new favorite place to photograph in San Diego, San Dieguito River Park (Lake Hodges) provides an awesome opportunity to capture serene images. I am anything but a morning person, however moments like this make the 4:30am alarms completely worth it.
Not a dead tree, just leafless at the moment....and decorated with Sparrow Weaver nests.
Have a Tree-mendous Tuesday, everyone!
A dead tree covered in ivy at the centre of a ploughed field.
It took several attempts to shoot the tree from this angle due to the M4 motorway being directly in the frame - too many white vans and lorries!!
With apologies to John Darnielle (aka The Mountain Goats).
Or... more to the point... in tribute to him.
We saw him live in Chicago a few years ago and... I was floored. Absolutely floored. Or fielded, I suppose, since it was an outdoor show. He is such a brilliant guy... and his songs... well... if you haven't heard any, please do Google him. He has a fascinating past (including living on the grounds of a mental institution, where he did a lot of songwriting).
I often find myself singing his "Island Garden Song" when I'm out in my garden (which is, like me and my life, living and happening on an island). Best line? "And my garden will grow sooooo high/That I will be completely hidden."
Sounds like paradise to me.
~Edgar Cayce~
More from my ride the other day.
I found a tree I hadn't photographed before :-)
Texture thanks to Cliffordsax.
Bonnie always getting her mug in a shot and I am certain Bella is in there somewhere as well.
LIGHTBOX and more in comments
Lightning hit this tree in my backyard a couple of weeks ago. It claimed the lives of several electronic devices, including the xbox 360. I miss rock band.
Glanteenassig is an outdoor enthusiasts dreamland with over 450 hectares of woodland, mountain, lake and peatland to explore. Nestled in a sheltered valley among the Slieve Mish mountains, the landscape is imposing and awesome . To reach it the visitor must step off the beaten track, travel up the valley and feel the remoteness of the mountains. Behind the trees the area abounds with streams, lakes, waterfalls and dramatic cliffs which characterise this untamed landscape. At certain points, views of Brandon & Tralee Bay and the Maharees can be enjoyed. There are a selection of walks and picnic areas dotted around the site to be enjoyed.
"Ey up!" take a look at this: a lovely twisted tree in the snow photographed in the Yorkshire Dales last week.
Our crabapple tree blooms every year around my birthday. We don't trim it. It's huge.
Roll 22, 400 film
I captured this on the Luis Muñóz Rivera National Park, here on San Juan, PR. My wife reaching for a sleeve of a tree.
and arching trees. Someday, I want some photos of me, underneath arching trees like this. Me, writing, under arching trees like this.
Well the holidays are past and we're back home in the flatlands. It's chilly and windy and seems even colder here than up in the mounains and the snow.
While the hygenist scratched away at my teeth, I watched through the window, as the wind blew this tree around in the afternoon sunlight. Like a Christmas tree, when it's all over, losing it's decorations, one by one.