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....they leave us all the more vibrant for the pleasure of their company.
(and the pun is entirely intentional)
In the land of the pale blue snow,
where it's ninety-nine below,
and the polar bears are roaming o'er the plain,
In the shadow of the Pole
I will clasp her to my soul,
We'll be happy when the ice worms nest again.
Author Unknown
They came into the house, and saw the young child with Mary, his mother, and falling down on their faces they gave him worship: and from their store they gave him offerings of gold, perfume, and spices." Matthew 2:10 & 11
Seems appropriate so close to Epiphany.
Smile on Saturday: Lit by candle light
When you live in the shadow of a big tree, you have to run twice as fast to get into the sunlight. (Leonard Lauder)
When I thought about walking on the railways of Riga's Train Station, I quickly dismissed the idea, as it was clearly against the rules and someone would probably escort me out right away. Then I saw some people casually crossing the railways to get to the other side, so I followed.
I ended up walking all around the railways, trains, wagons, etc. Everyone there acted as if it was normal, and so did I — taking quite a handful of pictures and seeing the city from an unusual perspective. I love Riga ❤️❤️❤️
When our Minnesota skies will soon drop copious amounts of white manna that will obliterate most colors in nature, it is with some desperation that I seek the last shots of color.
Not sure if this little barn will last another winter, but it looks like the tree decided to help protect it over the years...
...wenn sich die Sonne vor mir versteckt...
Calvi - Korsika - France
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(Album - Travel 2024 - Corse - Korsika)
When I got back to the office at the end of the day, this Virginia opossum was eating bird seed under some of the feeders there. By the time I got out of the car, the opossum had tried to hide by climbing a nearby tree. In this opossum's mind, it's perfectly camouflaged as long as it doesn't move😀.
Even the most vivid memories fade with age.
Memories fade with age:
Due to normal brain changes like shrinking, reduced white matter (disrupting brain cell communication), and declining neurogenesis (new brain cell growth) in areas like the hippocampus, alongside less blood flow and fewer protective hormones/proteins, affecting memory storage and retrieval. It's a natural process, like a muscle weakening, where less-used connections falter, making recall slower.
Memories change:
Because they are dynamic and reconstructed, not perfect recordings; each time you recall a memory, it can be updated with new information, emotions, or suggestions, similar to the game of whispers, leading to distortions, added false details, or fading details to keep them relevant, useful, and less cluttered for the present. This process, called reconsolidation, allows the brain to adapt memories for future use, even if it sacrifices perfect accuracy, - - - - sad but you can't really trust your memory.
A sculpture exhibition at the Hayward Gallery, Southbank Centre.
This one is the work of Tara Donovan and is made out of hundreds of thousand of circles of Mylar which is a shiny, foil-like material, folded and glued together into these spherical "bouquets", which are then arranged into this final sculpture.
Image processed in Affinity Photo 2. Happy Sliders Sunday!
I love a theme like this week's, when we had to photograph one thing on top of another thing, because it has endless possibilities. That's also its biggest challenge, of course. What to choose? As often happens, I tried a number of subjects, but in the end opted for this one. I've no idea why really. Perhaps I just like feathers. :)
For this week's Macro Mondays group theme, On Top. The bird feeder is about ¾" high, including the hoop.
When I was flying my Mavic Pro, I saw one sunken boat. Then looked closer and did saw two. After importing to Lightroom and took a even closer look, there are total of five sunken boat. I wonder whan kind of boats they were? Anyway very cool place!
Our apprroach to Kirkjufell mountain and its waterfalls occurred after a 420 miles day ride and at the perfect hour to witness the beginning of a beautiful sunset.
When you look at a piece of delicately spun glass you think of two things: how beautiful it is and how easily it can be broken.
- Tennessee Williams
Weekly Theme Challenge - Glass
When I first saw the duck I freely confess, "What have I found," only to figure out it was but a Green winged Teal glowing in the sunlight to produce this radiant color......
Image originally generated with DALL-E, then enhanced through upscaling in Leonardo AI and finally refined with Topaz Gigapixel AI.
Missouri Botanical Gardens, St. Louis. Colors are just starting to change in the area. The photography club met at the botantical gardens to see the color.
When walking around Neist point lighthouse it suddenly started to rain and saw this rainbow behind me and had to take a picture
When I've got to the field it was still a bit dull, so for the first hour things weren't so interesting, but I had the time to setup my gear. And then in around 10 minutes, just as the sun set, all the magic happened. It was gold at the begining, then it went to this gorgeous purple gold, then full gold again:
When I first entered The Amphitheatre in 1975, it was with a group of young men and women (seniors high school students). One of them wrote as a result, "One of the greatest moments of my life was when I sat down in The Amphitheatre and looked up and all around me and realized the power, the time lapse and the scale that was being revealed in making this feature. It brought me down to size, making me realize how insignificant we are in comparison to the forces of nature. Then I thought back over the last 9 days that it took us to get here exploring a remarkable world, and I feel fantastic. Without any doubt these days have been the best days of my life!!" Bill G.
It certainly is an awesome location. In here, one is completely surrounded by these towering walls. Entry is via a very narrow defile along one of the major joints.
This precipice sandstone has deep gorges eroded through it, each gorge following the pattern of major joints. Off each gorge, there are many side chasms/defiles/slots, each being along joints that have been eroded by water, and each is unique. The Amphitheatre is one of the most dramatic.