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Camera: Canon EOS 5D Mark II
Lens: EF 50mm f/1.4 USM
Exposure: 30 second
Aperture: f/22.0
Focal Length: 50 mm
ISO Speed: 50
Filter: NONE
Processing Tool: CS4 + SEP
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I got this shot a while back and posted up a B&W HDR version at the time.
I always intented to post up the the colour version, with a different POV and showing the wonderful golden light hitting the tree. So, eventually, here it is :-)
This photo depicts a cypress tree I transplanted as a small sapling from the creek bed itself during my childhood. The camera position for this photo is almost identical to that for the companion posting "Winter Reflections", but here the camera is facing in the opposite direction. Today this tree is very tall and impressive, but not nearly so large as the sycamore tree in my "Winter Sycamore" postings, also depicting a tree that I planted as a child. The difference is the rate of growth--the sycamore grows much more rapidly and is much shorter-lived. The sycamore may live sixty or eighty years, while this cypress tree may still be standing in this location 1000 years from today. Can't help wondering if this posting will still be around then? Anyone venture an answer?
"A tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing its branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But tho', to the outer ear, this tree was now silent, its song never ceased." ~Anon
I too am appreciative of the vibration of the outer ear, but long to learn to listen better ~~~ to the silence of the inner ear...hoping to hear the song that never ceased.
This tree visually embodies for me the enthusiastic worship and song, and unless you are intent on listening, might miss it entirely!
Oh, the power of life!
Have a wonderful "song filled" weekend everyone!
This tree captured me as soon as I saw it. I dont know if I did justice to the "beauty" of it, but it was really amazing with its twisted gnarls...
It was also jutting off the side of a cliff - this made it substantially cooler, but I found the effect hard to capture!
I like trees at this time of year when you can see all the branches and I was lucky to see this one with a colourfull background
Much photographed tree near Surprise View, Hathersage, Derbyshire. Chilly winter sunset. Sadly, the clouds disappeared and the evening dissipated quickly. In the company of Hans Davis (Sadloafer ).
2015 © David White Photography. Please do not use without permission.
A giant Sycamore Tree, believed to be in excess of 300 years old dominates the landscape at Walnut Hill, a remnant of the former Pawlings/Wetherill land holdings in the Valley Forge, Pennsylvania area. A large parcel of land bounded by the Schuylkill River and the Perkiomen Creek was owned by the Pawling family in the 18th century and in the 19th century by the Wetherill Family. In 1984 the area was purchased by the National Parks Service and is now part of Valley Forge National Historic Park.
The property is considered historic by the National Parks Service because the land is thought to have been used as a commissary and supply area by the Continental Army during George Washington's encampment of 1777-1778. According to a 1950s book by Edward Pinkowski, Ephraim Blaine, Assistant Commissary General of Purchases under Washington was said to have his offices located on the Pawling Farm. A bridge had been built to cross the Schuylkill River between the army's encampment area and the land occupied by the Pawling Farm which not only allowed access to the Commissary and its supplies but also an additional escape route over the river if the army should need it.
Technical details:
Toko Nikki II 4x5 wooden large format field camera.
90mm F8 Schneider Super Angulon lens in Copal shutter.
Arista EDU Ultra (Re-branded Fomapan) 200 ISO B&W film, shot at ISO 160.
6 seconds at F45.
Developed in Pyrocat HD at 1:1:100 dilution for 8 minutes @ 20 degrees Celsius in Jobo Multitank 5 with 2509N sheet film reels with drum placed on Unicolor Uniroller 352 auto-reversing rotary base.
Negative scanned with Epson 4990 on holders fitted with ANR glass.
Resulting image cropped to 16:9 ratio to match intended composition.
More shots of the sunny, stormy skies of South Wiltshire and North Dorset which we enjoyed on New Year's Day.
You've got to love trees on a ridge, especially in this light.
Sony A7R II
Minolta 100-200mm lens
If a man walks in the woods for love of them half of each day, he is in danger of being regarded as a loafer. But if he spends his days as a speculator, shearing off those woods and making the earth bald before her time, he is deemed an industrious and enterprising citizen. ~Henry David Thoreau
An area with young trees, mainly fir trees, in the Black Forest, Germany. Several heavy storms in the last years caused a lot of damage and a new generation of trees has meanwhile replaced the old giants which were destroyed by the storms. The capture was taken in the morning when the sun had not yet managed completely to break through the clouds. The light on the trees was lovely and I liked the shadows on the snow.
Female Matschie's tree-kangaroo (Dendrolagus matschiei) named "Polly". Native to Eastern Papua New Guinea, "Polly" is one of the newest addition to the Walkabout Australia habitat at the San Diego Zoo Safari Park. Conservation status: Endangered
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West Hills, CA - There is this tree on a hill that I have visited over the years. Witnessed it through the seasons and it's transformations. Mother nature has a way to remind us that regardless of the circumstances and trials we all endure, what remains is beauty.
Dog Rocks is a changeable landscape with the windswept tree being deciduous, and during summer the surrounding grasses turn brown. The rocks were formed 365 million years ago and are the oldest rocks known of in Victoria.
A tree across the road from my gran's house, i was visiting her the other day like a good grandson:P and when i was getting in to my car i saw this beautiful wrecked shape of a tree in a field. I went back tonight and spent about 3 hours here.
A beautiful, colorful sunset at Morton Arboretum, Lisle.
I, honestly, did not have to saturate this photo. The sky looked exactly what you see here. It was literally on fire. I wanted to capture the reflection in the lake but did not have enough time, I shot this photo at around 8:15PM and the park closes at 8:00 pm :) couldn't resist this scene. fortunately got a chance to sneak out of the park although i would not have minded spending the night at the park :)
Rowan has had a wide range of popular folk names, the most well-know being mountain ash. Delight of the eye (Luisliu), Mountain ash, Quickbane, Quickbeam, Quicken (tree), Quickenbeam, Ran tree, Roan tree, Roden-quicken, Roden-quicken-royan, Round wood, Round tree, Royne tree, Rune tree, Sorb apple, Thor's helper, Whispering tree, Whitty, Wicken-tree, Wiggin, Wiggy, Wiky, Witch wood, Witchbane, Witchen, Witchen Wittern tree.
Its old Gaelic name from the ancient Ogham script was Luis from which the place name Ardlui on Loch Lomond may have been derived. The more common Scots Gaelic name is caorunn (pronounced choroon, the ch as in loch), which crops up in numerous Highland place names such as Beinn Chaorunn in Inverness-shire and Loch a'chaorun in Easter Ross. Rowan was also the clan badge of the Malcolms and McLachlans.
There were strong taboos in the Highlands against the use of any parts of the tree save the berries, except for ritual purposes. For example a Gaelic threshing tool made of rowan and called a buaitean was used on grain meant for rituals and celebrations. The strength of these taboos did not apply in other parts of Britain it seems, though there were sometimes rituals and timings to be observed in harvesting the rowan's gifts, for example the rule against using knives to cut the wood.
The rowan's mythic roots go back to classical times. Greek mythology tells of how Hebe the goddess of youth, dispensed rejuvenating ambrosia to the gods from her magical chalice. When, through carelessness, she lost this cup to demons, the gods sent an eagle to recover the cup. The feathers and drops of blood which the eagle shed in the ensuing fight with the demons fell to earth, where each of them turned into a rowan tree. Hence the rowan derived the shape of its leaves from the eagle's feathers and the appearance of its berries from the droplets of blood.
The rowan is also prominent in Norse mythology as the tree from which the first woman was made, (the first man being made from the ash tree). It was said to have saved the life of the god Thor by bending over a fast flowing river in the Underworld in which Thor was being swept away, and helping him back to the shore. Rowan was furthermore the prescribed wood on which runes were inscribed to make rune staves.
In the British Isles the rowan has a long and still popular history in folklore as a tree which protects against witchcraft and enchantment. The physical characteristics of the tree may have contributed to its protective reputation, including the tiny five pointed star or pentagram on each berry opposite its stalk (the pentagram being an ancient protective symbol). The colour red was deemed to be the best protection against enchantment, and so the rowan's vibrant display of berries in autumn may have further contributed to its protective abilities, as suggested in the old rhyme: "Rowan tree and red thread / make the witches tine (meaning 'to lose') their speed". The rowan was also denoted as a tree of the Goddess or a Faerie tree by virtue (like the hawthorn and elder) of its white flowers.
There are several recurring themes of protection offered by the rowan. The tree itself was said to afford protection to the dwelling by which it grew, pieces of the tree were carried by people for personal protection from witchcraft, and sprigs or pieces of rowan were used to protect especially cows and their dairy produce from enchantment. Thus we find documented instances as late as the latter half of the twentieth century of people being warned against removing or damaging the rowan tree growing in their newly acquired garden in the Scottish Highlands and Ireland. On the Isle of Man crosses made from rowan twigs without the use of a knife were worn by people and fastened to cattle, or hung inside over the lintel on May Eve each year. From Scotland to Cornwall similar equal-armed crosses made from rowan twigs and bound with red thread were sewn into the lining of coats or carried in pockets. Other permutations of the use of rowan's protective abilities are many and widespread. In Scandinavia, rowan trees found growing not in the ground but out of some inaccessible cleft in a rock, or out of crevasses in other trees' trunks or boughs, possessed an even more powerful magic, and such trees were known as 'flying rowan'.
The rowan's wood is strong and resillient, making excellent walking sticks, and is suitable for carving. It was often used for tool handles, and spindles and spinning wheels were traditionally made of rowan wood. Druids used the bark and berries to dye the garments worn during lunar ceremonies black, and the bark was also used in the tanning process. Rowan twigs were used for divining, particularly for metals.
The berries can be made into or added to a variety of alcoholic drinks, and different Celtic peoples each seem to have had their favourites. As well as the popular wine still made in the Highlands, the Scots made a strong spirit from the berries, the Welsh brewed an ale, the Irish used them to flavour Mead, and even a cider can be made from them. Today rowan berry jelly is still made in Scotland and is traditionally eaten with game. www.treesforlife.org.uk/forest/mythfolk/rowan.html
18 by 24 Pastel art. Drawn on my 1 year anniversary this weekend of discovering art. Photo ref for tree frog and pedal from another amazing one by Robert Withey with permission. Cannot help smiling when drawing a frog.
Cracking Tree St James's Park, Westminster London November 2014
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A Weeping Cherry Tree (Prunus Pendula) in bloom at the New York Botanical Garden (Bronx, New York). February-March 2012 was the warmest February-March period on record with an average temperature of 46.1°F (7.8°C). That smashed the previous record of 43.1° (6.2°C). The mean temperature for the two months was 3.114 standard deviations above the 1981-2010 climatological normal temperature. Statistically, a 3.114 standard deviation February-March period has a probability of occurring once every 541 years and any two month period with a 3.114 standard deviation has a probability of occurring once every 90 years. As a result of the persistent and excessive winter and early spring warmth, flowers burst into bloom far earlier than normal—March 31, 2012
A random tree in a random forest in Washington. I stopped for a break on my drive up to Seattle and found this beautiful spot :)
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