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A wander through the woods at Castle Loch, Lochmaben. The mist drifting through the trees creating a wee bit of atmosphere.
Here’s a “Would You Rather” about photography for the rest of your life. Would you rather have an infinite amount of camera batteries that are mostly dead and need to be changed every two minutes (you don’t travel with all the batteries, they just appear in your bag when you need them) or have to shoot every photo with a 5 second shutter/time delay.
Unrelated, here is an image from the foothills of Mt. Rainier on a twilight in August.
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Die Burg Ehrenfels (Burgruine)
liegt westlich von Rüdesheim und steht am steilen Hang des Rüdesheimer Berges auf dem einige der besten Weinsorten Deutschlands wachsen....
Die Burg wurde etwa um das Jahr 1211 erbaut und diente als Zollburg....
Heute ein beliebtes Fotomotiv für Wanderer usw.....
Bei dieser Wanderung fiel mir
das Lieblingslied meiner Mutter ein :( Sie war Kölnerin )....
...Wenn das Wasser im Rhein goldner Wein wär, ja dann .......
I often wander off the beaten path for photo ops when exploring cities. I found this wonderful alley with some historic architecture when I wandered away from the famous Shantang Street in Suzhou, China.
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"...poems of geology stretching beyond any boundaries and seemingly even beyond the world.” ~Norman Maclean
Around the geothermally active area of Geysir, Iceland. The water here boils straight out of the ground. It really does seem like another world.
Photo By: Cate Infinity
In abysmal depths, I traverse alone,
Through zephyrs' susurrus, a muted drone.
Across the firmament, a course I chart,
Yearning for the vestige of your art.
Through crepuscular veils, I pursue the abyss,
Your phantom, my compass in the night's abyss.
In ceaseless reveries, I wander askew,
Perpetually in quest, in pursuit of you.
I played hooky for a mid-week sojourn to view the California Super Bloom without the overwhelming crowds. There were still a LOT of people, but the flowers were beautiful! I started out with a scenic drive to Carrizo Plain National Monument, wandered over to the Antelope Valley California Poppy Reserve State Natural Reserve, and wrapped up the day with a hike in Vasquez Rocks Natural Area Park.
The Carrizo Plain is a large enclosed grassland plain, approximately 50 miles (80 km) long and up to 15 miles (24 km) across, in southeastern San Luis Obispo County, California, about 100 miles (160 km) northwest of Los Angeles. It contains the 246,812-acre (99,881 ha) Carrizo Plain National Monument, and it is the largest single native grassland remaining in California. It includes Painted Rock in the Carrizo Plain Rock Art Discontiguous District, which is listed on the National Register of Historic Places. In 2012 it was further designated a National Historic Landmark due to its archeological value. The San Andreas Fault cuts across the plain.
Antelope Valley California Poppy Reserve is a state-protected reserve of California, USA, harboring the most consistent blooms of California poppies, the state flower. The reserve is located in the rural west side of Antelope Valley in northern Los Angeles County, 15 miles (24 km) west of Lancaster. The reserve is at an elevation ranging from 2,600 to 3,000 feet (790 to 910 m) above sea level, in the Mojave Desert climate zone. The reserve is administered by the California Department of Parks and Recreation. Other wildflowers within the reserve include the owl's clover, lupine, goldfields, cream cups and coreopsis.
Vasquez Rocks Natural Area Park is a 932-acre (377-hectare) park located in the Sierra Pelona Mountains in northern Los Angeles County, California. It is located in the town of Agua Dulce, between the suburbs of Santa Clarita and Palmdale. The area is also visible from the Antelope Valley Freeway (State Route 14).
Battle of Britain pacific No. 34007 'Wadebridge', catches the last rays of the low autumnal light, during a Matt Allan / Warwick Falconer photocharter at the Mid Hants Railway on Saturday 23rd November 2013.
"Wander" mural on the wall of Dormitory III, Lumumbowo student housing estate. The artist is The Black Rats, and the designer is Jurek Owsiak (The Great Orchestra of Christmas Charity Foundation -WOŚP). Łódź, Poland.
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A walk through a flowering wild garlic meadow on the way to Hareshaw Linn. Bellingham Northumberland.
Urie S15 Class 4-6-0 506, recently overhauled and painted in Southern Railway wartime black livery, steams round Wanders Curve on the Watercress Line/Mid-Hants Railway during a Mad Hants photo charter.
von den Sundischen Wiesen ging es gemütlich mit der Pferdekutsche durch den Nationalpark zum Pramort und der Hohen Düne
Die Sundischen Wiesen oder auch die Sundische Wiese bilden den östlichen Teil der Halbinsel Zingst im Landkreis Vorpommern-Rügen.
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Mit mehr als 13 Metern Höhe ist die Hohe Düne von Pramort zugleich eine der höchsten Weißdünenlandschaften an der deutschen Ostseeküste. Diese Düne, die Hohe Düne von Pramort, ist eine äußerst sensible Landschaft, die durch jeden Fußtritt Schaden nehmen würde.
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Gewöhnlicher Tüpfelfarn (Polypodium vulgare)
Sandglöckchen (Jasione)
Fliegenpilz (Amanita muscaria)
Heidekraut (Erica)
My walk today was at Wander Lake looking for the red neck grebe family.
This muskrat seemed to be escorting it's young around the lake. It swam at me and slapped the water in front of me seemingly to keep it's young away from me.
365 #78
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH