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Tried to explore some of the grungier side of New York this time. Had this nice friendly greeting in the East Village.
Pure himalayan coloured poetry.
Yet another unique view as you can't direct clouds as if they were drones.
This was taken near a place called Thiksey Monastery, in Ladakh, India. The Monastery is one of a kind, listed in the Unesco heritage list, lost in the mountains, but that piece of tower in that picture was the cherry on the cake.
A cherry the size of a watermelon.
....with a two image pano. We got 3 inches of snow overnight and earlier today. I waited for the clouds to break up, but unfortunately that didn't happen until an hour later and I was in the house.
* Canon EOS M50 camera
* Pentax-M SMC 50mm f/1.7 (Asahi) lens
* Fotasy PK-EOSM lens adapter
The sun sinks behind the clouds
And hides his tears without a sound
The moon looks on reflectively
So spare a thought for you and me
Where are you now
Dark are the clouds
Where did you go
When I needed you
The moon is up
The sky is black
I'll sail away and won't come back
The sun goes down
The stars will rise
And dance across
The darkened skies
- Excerpt 'Moon is up'; The Rolling Stones -
It's bewildering that you can feel connected to someone that you have never laid eyes on, never heard the tone of their voice, have no idea what color their hair is even, but yet... you still feel it. It brings truth to the saying, "True beauty cannot be seen with the eyes, but only the heart."
She has asked me more than once if I have seen Up! And I always have the same answer, "Not yet" :) This is for her, Thank you for the generous testimonial Jamie. It would not surprise me if she is a writer on top of an incredible artist. She is generous- a huge inspiration for me and just so so sweet! She is here.
Oh! Shameless plug this texture is called Ocean Memories from a new pack I am working on- I am loving it so you might see it a few times. :)
After climbing Orfordville Hill and clearing the slow order in town, the trio of SD40-2's are brought to life as they rip up the Milwaukee Road jointed rail toward Monroe. The spring time pink and purple flowers along the right of way are always a nice catch.
Orfordville, WI
2023.05.25
Sunrise on the River Frome at Wareham, Dorset
I was dithering the night before about where to go for the sunrise and woke up the same way! Having checked the forecast and because I prefer water related shots I decided to 'risk' the River Frome in Wareham on the hope of seeing some morning mist rising. I wasn't disappointed and only had to share the location with one other photographer. A few minutes after this shot the sun cleared the trees and blew out the scene. Even though there was no real breeze the boats were moving slightly so I have blended exposures to get the sharp boats on the long exposure water.
© All rights reserved Steve Pellatt. Please do not use this image on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit written permission
Union Pacific Railroad GP9 226 at Kansas City, Missouri on an unknown day in April 1980, Kodachrome by Chuck Zeiler. Number 226 was built in January 1954 ( c/n 19112 ) and retired by the UP in June 1983.
"I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth." - Psalm 121:1-2.
There are many modern versions of the English Bible, but in this passage from that ancient Hebrew songbook, the most poetic one comes from the old King James Version.
I'll leave the imagery of this photograph to work on your subconscious. But just a few thoughts to help.
1. The Book of Psalms may well be the most comforting AND disquieting collection of songs ever written (outside the Dylan songbook ;-) ).
2. In the ancient world, across all cultures, people looked to the mountains as the place of the gods. And beyond the mountains, the sky - the ultimate heavenly abode.
3. Do not dismiss such intuitions lightly. Of course no God or Heaven exists in the sky (although I am loath to dismiss the view that high mountains are still the province of the divine). But there is truth in the psychology that looking up is an acknowledgement of Transcendence.
4. When Victor Frankl was in a Nazi concentration camp the thing that kept him alive was the belief that life had a meaning, and that meaning had to do with a purpose or reason for living. He had to engage his mind or literally die. So he began daily reconstructing his doctoral thesis in his head. Piece by piece, the words came together, and the words saved his life. He called this new therapeutic approach, Logotherapy. You may have heard of it.
5. To be really alive - I mean not just breathing, but feeling the very marrow of life (as Walt Whitman put it), we need to have a reason for living. Whatever that is, it must drive you. Don't worry a jot about what other people think. This is YOUR life. Dedicate it to something significant! Otherwise, what is the point of ever existing?
All images are copyright Ross Holmes, All Rights Reserved. Please don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without my explicit permission.
UP SD70ACe No. 8479 leads empty coal train CWSBT (Weston Power Plant-Black Thunder Mine) at St. Francis, WI. 5/20/2020