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Vintage View Camera lots of wear on this old camera I couldn't date it but probably around the 20's found in North Carolina.
Thought I would show a dorsal view of yesterday's nearly two foot long Ring-necked Snake. This species is rear-fanged venomous, but not considered dangerous to Humans. We found this shy species stretched out on mountain road. In Southeast Arizona, they are normally found in riparian areas, or areas where water is present.
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Huachuca Mountains, AZ
This is the view looking northwards along Dunstable Downs, taken from outside the Chilterns Gateway Centre.
More about this piece and others in the series by Ferdinand Hodler here:
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At the time when we were visiting Tallinn there was some young seagulls standing on the walls and learning to fly. Some of them were really into the posing mood ;)
Another view of the wintery scene at Vancouver's Heritage Harbour looking towards the downtown West End skyline, taken during our first light round of snow. (FYI - the orange/red block you see in the distance (near center of the image) is actually an enormous barge that broke loose in high windstorms a couple of months ago and drifted further into Burrard Inlet getting frighteningly close to the bridge before finally running aground in English Bay where it's been stuck ever since, waiting on the next king tide when they hope to get it back out to sea.)
Taken from Saint-Caprais de Bordeaux (Entre-deux-Mers), in direction south. The river becomes visible upon close-inspection. Image optimised for view on large monitor.
The Esk View Terrace runs from this impressive corner tower, down Cameron Street to the left until we come to Middlesex Terrace. It was built in the late 19th century in the Gothic Revival style. It still makes an imposing edifice on Wellington Street opposite the Art Gallery.
Just outside Porthmadog,driving passed the Cob, and looking through the trees over the fields after continuous rainfall and stormy weather, and extremely high tides.
Water can be seen almost everywhere.
another view from my drive north, two weeks ago — changing weather then, changing weather now (back to snowing)
I’d noticed the striking white building with its handsome blue roof as we’d passed this way a day earlier, mustering our spirits as best we could under a grey, leaky sky that gave no hint of the beautiful evening we’d later enjoy by the side of the lake at Kirkjufell. I’d also spotted the rough pull in where the road snaked gently upwards through a patch of rocky scrub. “That might make for a shot,” was only the vaguest of thoughts as we passed through this remote area, heading for Arnarstapi and Dritvik Beach beyond. At this stage, the only thing we were certain of was that we’d passed the road that led to the Black Church of Budir and not taken it. And as we were following a circuit on the lonely road of West Snaefellsnes, we knew we’d need to be back this way the following day. That black church screams for attention you see. One of the most impossible to ignore hotspots on a peninsula that offers all sorts of possibilities.
So now we were here again, this time travelling anticlockwise on the most fantastic of coastal roads. Coming from a densely populated country where the sound of the internal combustion engine dominates almost every waking moment, driving here is an unrelenting joy. The Útnesvegur takes you through a brutal and dramatic landscape, where the story of Iceland’s violent volcanic birth is forever on show. In the far western reaches, we drove for miles, flanked by moss filled lava fields, roughly hewn and worn by the rages of a thousand winter storms, barely seeing any other vehicles at all. At times only the bulk of the ice clad Snaefellsjokull, rising mightily above everything else here seemed to anchor us to the land as if by some gravitational pull. A harsh elemental landscape in a time and place that has crept in under my skin and stayed there to settle into a contented glow that burns slowly within, forever calling me back. Having more time to explore on this, our second Icelandic adventure, was enabling us to see gems we’d had no time for on that dash around the ring road three summers earlier. You could easily fill an entire visit to Iceland with Snaefellsnes alone.
By now I was in a particularly fine mood. We’d already bagged compositions at half a dozen spots on this amazingly productive day as we made our way around the circuit. To add to the internal satisfaction levels, I’d also visited the fish and chip van at Arnarstapi. Let’s face it, if your stomach’s rumbling it’s game over on the photography front. Hunger is a big distraction when you’re trying to take epic photos. And now, a few minutes later after a spell in gastronomy heaven, here we were, pulled in at that patch of scrub and gazing at another epic vista, filled with more of those moss covered lava flows. And a handsome blue roofed building. And some other interesting stuff, I hope you’ll agree.
It was another Super Saturday moment, grabbed in a five minute roadside stop in the grand space between Arnarstapi and Budir. Well maybe a ten minute stop for a second layer to complete the twelve exposures for this handheld panoramic view that filled the space, tailing off into a hinterland of mountains rising from the red sands of the Snaefellsnes south coast under a huge gathering of heavy clouds that promised so much, and later delivered even more. It seems that wherever you stop - when you can stop - the chances are there will be something to fill the viewfinder with. Something that you perhaps didn’t see in a million other images when you planned your own adventures. Just like so many others, I love visiting the hotspots and trying to grab those memorable moments and record them forever. That’s what we were doing for most of our two weeks here, but I also find satisfaction in those impromptu moments when I see something else. And this is definitely an image I’d urge you to look at on the big screen if you can. “Best viewed large,” I sometimes read as I enjoy your stories. And you’re always right of course.
A picnic table, the Lakeview Shelter (originally Lakefront Refectory), some trees, Lake Superior, and the first snow at Gooseberry Falls State Park.
The park is located in Castle Danger, north of Two Harbors, Minnesota.
I must have sounded like a broken record to Dom, who was standing to my right but all I could say was "Wow" in a mantra-like trance as I stood gazing down at the mines at Botallack. It truly is a bewitching sight to behold. We had hoped for some sunshine but this photo - all 30 seconds - was the only time the sun made an appearance to cast some light far out on the water. Still, no loss as I don't think I could ever get tired of a view like this. Wow, indeed!