Road Tripping
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I took a middle of the week drive to Rockport last week on my day off from work. I just love the red Motif #1 fishing shack. It’s so simple and classic coastal Massachusetts. Happy weekend everyone!
This tree didn't quite make it ...
I've photographed this a few times before, but this shot was taken from the passenger seat of a moving car at highway speed, whilst borrowing my son's DSLR (thanks again Quinn!). Somewhere near Tunbridge, Midland Highway, Tasmania.
An outbound 'L' train passes by the highly reflective "River Point" building in the Fulton River District of Chicago, Illinois.
Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 110, f/8.0, 70mm, 1/250s
Best Viewed Large.
Macro Mondays 28/11/16 theme Beatles/Beetles
For this theme I went with the Beatles 1969 11th studio album Abbey Road.The front cover shows the group on a zebra crossing, was based on ideas sketched by McCartney,and taken outside the EMI Studios in Abbey Road.For my idea I used tiny N gauge VW beetles (1" long and 1/4" high) as the band with beetles as the drivers and John,Paul,Ringo and George as the passengers.For the background I used some CDs and lit the scene from the front.I think I must have been listening to the Magical Mystery Tour album when I decided to do this photo.I'm still tripping....Happy Macro Monday everyone : )
Hopefully this counts as all 3 in 3"
found this in my archived photos, originally shot in infrared with film, decided to give it new life with a Topaz plugin. let me know what you think?
A 2011 photo of the San Ildefonso area looking towards Los Alamos, New Mexico.
Developed with Darktable 3.6.0.
A view near Yellowstone's Artist's Point of the Lower Falls and river.
While walking along the rim it's always important to watch for soft soil and tripping hazards...
With my camera inches from the ground, and lens tight to my subject, this tripping hazard appears much larger than it is. Instead, the ferns now look full grown, and the small rocky menace, a more avoidable object.
This is all part of the forested area around Trout Lake. The foliage of this landscape is beginning to show signs of the changing seasons. There is more debris on the pathways, and some greens are turning brownish. Soon Fall will be here.
Taken during a summer hike up to Lake Colchuck located outside of Leavenworth, Washington.
Constructive criticism always appreciated.
I like the composition one can make with something as simple as windows. Angles, Point of View, Reflections and combinations for a few ideas. Old and new there is this attraction.
Well for me anyway.
Happy Window Wednesday
Getting ready to hit the road again. The car is about ready and we are keeping watch on the skies above as the storm season revs up. Hopefully we will be heading out this next week.
Have a great weekend friends and I will try to keep up with your images as the opportunity lends itself.
Created for Kreative People October Challenge ~ Road Trip
All work completed in Photoshop PS25
BEST VIEWED LARGE
Adrienne froze, shock rippling through her like a cold current. Every instinct screaming at her to jump back to the bunker—get out, get safe—but something pins her where she stands. She’s alarmed, yes, but not… threatened. And that made no sense. Her hand reached to feel her VDD in her pocket.
“How?” she thought. “No one should be able to enter the cabin, or even close to it, without tripping the Arcturian motion grid.”
The figure lingers in the shadows, watching her with complete, unnerving stillness. Then a man steps forward, the light catching him in fragments—broad shoulders first, then the hard planes of his face.
He’s tall. Solid. Unmistakably Native American.
“His expression doesn’t shift. He studies her, then sweeps his gaze across the cabin as if assessing every corner for danger. I am Moshota,” he says, slowly, voice deep enough to vibrate the air.”
“You and your friend should not be here. There is great danger. You have already been warned once. You are still here. You must leave this place and never return.”
Adrienne swallows, forcing her voice steady. “Why this warning? And how did you get inside?”
“My people live nearby. I came to warn you.” His tone remains flat, unwavering. “This place—these woods, the lake, the sky—has been taken by the snake people. My people have strong magic, but we cannot protect you. If you stay, the snake people will take you.”
“There are others living around here,” Adrienne says. “What about them?”
“They are in great danger. They have been warned, but they close their ears.”
“Who are the snake people? Where do they come from?”
“They are demons that appear as men with the heads of snakes. They come from beyond—a place where they are here, but also not.”
Adrienne exhales sharply. “That sounds like dimensional crossing.”
Moshota studies her, eyes narrowing just slightly. “You also come from a place beyond. You appeared before me like a spirit. Tell me how this is possible.”
“I’m not a spirit. But I can move through space like one.”
He considers this, head tilting slightly. “You are not like others. Magic surrounds you.”
“I carry the blood of the Ikon,” she says quietly. “An ancient people with many abilities.”
Moshota nods once—slow, solemn—as if acknowledging a truth older than the forest itself.
“I have many questions,” Adrienne says. “About the snake people.”
“Your magic will not keep you safe in this place. I must go now,” Moshota replies.
“Will I see you again?” Her voice softens, reaching for answers, for something to anchor the moment.
But Moshota does not answer. He slips out of the cabin and into the foggy mist, his outline thinning as the fog curls around him. Adrienne watches, frozen, as he moves toward the woods with a slow, deliberate stride.
She blinks.
For the briefest instant—so fast she almost doubts it—his shape warps. A bend in the silhouette, a wrongness in the posture, a flicker of something not quite human just before the fog swallows him whole.
Did he change shape just as he vanished into the fog? It was only a split second, but it reminded her of the creature she and Kayla had seen digging. Too far away to be certain.
“That was creepy, Maybe the security system managed to record that,” Adrienne muttered, breath tight. Her pulse hammered in her ears, loud enough to drown out the cabin’s silence. Something about Moshota was profoundly off.
How had he bypassed the Arcturian security system? And how had he sensed her arrival—instantly, precisely—like he’d been waiting for her?
Her confidence in the Arcturian grid was completely gone.
Thunder cracked overhead, a sharp, violent clap that made the cabin shudder. Rain followed in a sudden rush, spilling through the jagged hole in the roof.
Adrienne looked up at the widening stream, jaw tightening, then dragged a bucket beneath it to catch the steady pour.
She let out a long, weary sigh as the first droplets pinged against the tin.
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You can view Quantum Fold II episodes in order from the beginning in the album titled, "Quantum Fold III":
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