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when in doubt, lie down on your chair and look up

Yesterday evening, because I couldn't sleep and I watched the moon, I've decided to travel on it...

That was a space and a time travel because there, I saw Picasso's (when he was young) drawing in the "sea of tranquility"...

I was facinated and I shot him but, sorry, I was in a high fligh and I couldn't take this picture in really good conditions (with my phone :D)...

This fabulous draw will stay on the moon face for a million years, side to side with the Amstrong and Collins steps...

By the way, if you're interested by these draws, you can see another ones at Nazca, Peru. :D

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One of our grandsons has really liked penguins from when he was very young. I liked them too...but I must admit to liking them even more after our trip to Antarctica. I especially loved seeing them *porpoise* like the one in this image but I never got the chance to photograph them doing so from water level. This shot was taken from the balcony of our room on level 6 of the ship...but one can easily see how exciting it is to see one or more penguins porpoising along the surface on their way to shore.

 

The Trip - (01/01/23 to 01/21/23)

On the first day of 2023, my wife and I flew to Buenos Aires, Argentina, in preparation for a cruise to Antarctica, via The Falkland Islands and South Georgia Island. We’d never visited Antarctica and, in fact, felt a little unprepared for this trip since we’d only been on one cruise previously...and that was many years ago when we went on a cruise to Alaska…and that one trip to Alaska was enough to let my wife know that she was very prone to seasickness. Consequently, she was very concerned about this much longer trip because of the potential for rough weather.

 

We spent several days in Buenos Aires before we finally boarded the ship on 01/06/23 and headed off towards the Falkland Islands. The ship we were on was very nice…clean and comfortable room, friendly staff, incredibly interesting folks for lectures: A former astronaut, a former college professor with a doctorate in Ornithology and a geologist.

 

The photos:

Until we made landfall in the Falklands, the only wildlife we would see were the many pelagic birds that occasionally accompanied our ship. The larger birds, albatross, giant petrels, etc. managed to effortlessly soar over the swells, seemingly without ever flapping their wings. The smaller birds like the prions, also appeared to not waste much energy flapping their wings and were fun to watch as they maneuvered back and forth alongside our ship. Most of the photos I took from the ship were taken from our balcony on deck six. The balcony was a great location for landscape shots when we were near shore…but the height above the water made it difficult to photograph birds that were close to the water’s surface. That’s my excuse and I’m sticking with it. :-)

  

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From Wikipedia: The gentoo penguin (/ˈdʒɛntuː/ JEN-too) (Pygoscelis papua) is a penguin species (or possibly a species complex) in the genus Pygoscelis, most closely related to the Adélie penguin (P. adeliae) and the chinstrap penguin (P. antarcticus). The earliest scientific description was made in 1781 by Johann Reinhold Forster with a type locality in the Falkland Islands. The species calls in a variety of ways, but the most frequently heard is a loud trumpeting, which the bird emits with its head thrown back.

 

Names:

The application of "gentoo" to the penguin is unclear. Gentoo was an Anglo-Indian term to distinguish Hindus from Muslims. The English term may have originated from the Portuguese gentio ("pagan, gentile"). Some speculate that the white patch on the bird's head was thought to resemble a turban.

 

Taxonomy

The gentoo penguin is one of three species in the genus Pygoscelis. Mitochondrial and nuclear DNA evidence suggests the genus split from other penguins around 38 million years ago (Mya), about 2 million years after the ancestors of the genus Aptenodytes. In turn, the Adélie penguins split off from the other members of the genus around 19 Mya and the chinstrap and gentoo finally diverged around 14 Mya.

 

Description: The gentoo penguin is easily recognised by the wide, white stripe extending like a bonnet across the top of its head and its bright orange-red bill. It has pale whitish-pink, webbed feet and a fairly long tail – the most prominent tail of all penguin species. Chicks have grey backs with white fronts. As the gentoo penguin waddles along on land, its tail sticks out behind, sweeping from side to side, hence the scientific name Pygoscelis, which means "rump-tailed".

 

Gentoo penguins can reach a length of 70 to 90 cm (28 to 35 in), making them the third-largest species of penguin after the emperor penguin and the king penguin. They are the fastest underwater swimmers of all penguins, reaching speeds up to 36 km/h (22 mph). Gentoos are well adapted to extremely cold and harsh climates.

 

Predators:

In the sea, leopard seals, sea lions and killer whales are all predators of the gentoo. On land, no predators of full-grown, healthy gentoo penguins exist. Skuas and giant petrels regularly kill many chicks and steal eggs; petrels kill injured and sick adult gentoos. Various other seabirds, such as the kelp gull and snowy sheathbill, also snatch chicks and eggs. Skuas on King George Island have been observed attacking and injuring adult gentoo penguins in apparent territorial disputes.

  

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He's so special, he likes showing his 'gorget', neck feathers to me when I lift the camera.

Strange behavior. I shot two rolls of Foma 400 @ 800 using the same Olympus XA3 camera, developed in the same ID11 1+1 as I used with the film before and both films came out either under exposed or under developed. However, I quite like the results. Foma film is a bit gritty but on the right subjects it works.

When vehicles were Truly American

When it Rains by The Dag Savage ft. Aloe Blacc | vimeo.com/57703599

 

Cooperativa de Habitação Económica 11 de Outubro | São João da Madeira

Pic of myself when I was younger. Not a wig. It's a REAL hair.

I used to go everywhere with this hairstyle even when I went to school. I was always like this when I was younger. I set my hair by myself. It took about 1.5 hours to set my hair and then I used to wash my hair once every 18 days although I washed my body every day. No bad smell cos of lots of sweet smelling hairspray and hair mist. People called me human cotton candy cos of my hairstyle and the smell of my hair. Natural hair oil makes this kind of hairstyle look nicer. I was influenced by Robert of The Cure. I really like Robert's thought.

Most people hated me cos of my hairstyle. But I was so very happy cos I did love solitude.

I am still not able to understand why people always try to mingle with people at random. They say I am a sad person. I don't think so at all. I am enjoying my own life without going with the flow.

I dedicate this pic of me to the old me, the current CellaR myself and Keiko(恵子) ☆☠☆

☤ The tale of a time gone by ☤

Model: Hannah

 

Love don't come so easily

This doesn't have to end in tragedy

I have you and you have me

We're one and a million why can't you see

 

I'm waitin', waitin' for nothing

You're leavin', leavin' me hanging

When did your heart go missing?

When did your heart go missing?

I treat you alike a princess

But your life is justa one big mess

When did your heart go missing?

When did your heart go missing?

 

When I look to the west,

And my spirit is crying for leaving...

This is the old Stone & Thomas department store in downtown Charleston, West Virginia. The streamlined, multi-story building was constructed around 1948 and was open for more than 40 years.

 

The store closed in the 1990s when Stone & Thomas bolted for a small, not-quite-an-anchor spot in the Charleston Town Center Mall. The chain itself met its unfortunate demise a few years later, with most locations going to Elder-Beerman of Ohio. This building has stood empty ever since, though, and has been listed as an endangered site as time marches on around it.

when i travel with the bus, i use the time to practice...

when all at once I saw a crowd- a host of golden daffodils

..... will my little feet be as big as your BIG feet, Pops? New shoes for baby Joshua sitting alongside my old Chucks!! I missed my little muse, Lewis, for today's challenge!

 

Our Daily Challenge ~ When I Grow Up ....

 

Thanks to everyone who views this photo, adds a note, leaves a comment and of course BIG thanks to anyone who chooses to favourite my photo .... thanks to you all.

And thus I bring you my favourite family car of all time, bar none, all things considered, king of the hill, lord of the manor, master of all it surveys, the Range Rover P38! :D

 

Why do I love this car so much when the original was a classic that changed the world of motoring? Because it combined an updated version of that original winning design with some of the perks and premiums of the 1990's. The Classic Range Rover is indeed a fantastic machine, and one of those rare instances where sense and logic perforated into the ranks of British Leyland. But by the time I was born in the early 90's the car was very much looking its age, a tired 60's design mixed with what was starting to become a comparatively under-equipped interior. The only way the Range Rover was going to survive the 90's was to shape up, and thus in 1990, Rover Group (the descendant of British Leyland) put together a plan to design a new car under the chassis codenumber P38A (or just P38 for short). Four years of development and £300 million later, the car was launched to a whirlwind of critical acclaim.

 

Launched in 1994, the Range Rover P38 was the last Land Rover machine to be designed by Rover, and included the very best in cutting-edge technology to mix the go-anywhere do-anything raunchiness of the Classic, with the luxury and majesty of an upmarket saloon car. The first major difference between the old and new was the option of engines. For those who didn't intend to take these cars to the mountains and go driving off cliffs, then there was the humble BMW 2.5L V8, but for those who wished to conquer Everest and still have enough time in the day to lacerate the rest of the Himalayas, there was the original 4.5 & 4.6L Rover V8 from the original. Another later addition to this fray of power units was what was later dubbed the 'Overfinch', which was powered by a 5.7L General Motors V8, for if you wanted that extra edge. Jeremy Clarkson once demonstrated the power of the Overfinch by having a drag race with a Ford Focus, whilst pulling a trailer upon which was another Ford Focus, to which the Range Rover won by an absolute mile!

 

However, what people were interested the most was on the inside. The interior of the Range Rover P38 was very much similar to that of the original, with 5 seats, good space in the boot, and various other trim options depending on your preference. However, the new Range Rover came with a more personal touch, this being dubbed the 'Autobiography' service. For a little extra, Land Rover would happily fill out your preference for any optional extras or personalising of your machine. Leather on the seats, wood veneer, paintwork, these were just some of the features that you could select, not to mention the number of gadgets you could insist on as well, including reclining seats, on-board engine management systems, SATNAV, remote control locking that also resets the seats to their original position, etc. The car is also incredibly safe too, a 6-foot, 3 ton block of steel hurtling through the countryside, and the high driving position meant that you could feel a sense of security and comfort as you looked down on lesser mortals in their normal cars.

 

So, to summarize, the Range Rover P38 is the best car in the world bar none because it is big, safe, comfortable, very well equipped, extremely reliable, powerful, beautifully designed and all around the best thing anyone could possibly drive...

 

...if they could afford it!

 

The problem with the P38 is that it is a very, very, very expensive car to both buy and run. At £40,000 it wasn't an easy car to get your hands on when new in 1994, especially after a massive recession, and if you went for the Long-Wheelbase 'Vogue' or SE (Special Equipment) versions, you'd be forking out more towards £50,000, and if you went for an 'Autobiography' job or an Overfinch if you were really edgy, you'd have to be an eccentric millionaire!

 

Next was actually running it. These days when you come across Range Rover P38's you'll find that most people have the 2.5L BMW engine because of the fact that it was less expensive in terms of fuel consumption. The Rover V8 and Overfinch versions on the other hand, you'd be very lucky to get yourself 9 Miles to the Gallon out of them! You'd be spending more time at Petrol Stations than anywhere else!

 

And then there's the image when owning a Range Rover. Today modern Range Rovers are very mundane cars in comparison to what they were back in 1994. If you owned a brand new P38 back in 1994, everyone would notice, and everyone would hate you! They'd hate you on a cellular level, on an atomic level even! If you were a person on the street, you'd think 'Egotist', if you were an environmentally minded person, you'd think 'Planet homicidal murderer', if you were any other motorist, you'd think 'Wideboy'. The fact that you had the audacity to go out and buy a gas guzzling luxury SUV which chewed up petrol at 9MPG, had an interior lined with 4 cows and half the New Forest, and was generally a bigger car than theirs in more ways than one, they would absolutely loathe you!

 

However, the seeds with the P38 were sown and the Range Rover found itself into the hands of a newer, wider ranging audience, this audience being the celebrities and superstars of the 1990's TV and Music scene. No person with a regular salary could possibly risk the Range Rover, but the new money lapped them up like warm milk. With this new demographic in mind, Land Rover very much changed their attitude on the Range Rover, moving it from being a practical ground-covering all terrain vehicle to an item of 'bling-bling'. In 2002 the P38 was replaced by the newer L322, and it was clear from the start that this new Range Rover was built not to climb mountains, but to climb over legions of fans as they huddled around the celebrities of Hollywood and Dubai. Chances are a modern L322 Range Rover and the later L405 have never seen a muddy puddle, and chances are they never will, but their comfortable lives in the spotlights of celebrities can all be owed to the endearing design of the original P38 that dominated the 1990's, and brought that original British Leyland dream of an international conquering car to reality...

 

...24 years late mind you but ho hum...

you are bound to get compliments, especially from women

When I saw him, I was really amazed. Dark skin, blue eyes?!! What an amazing mixture!! Somehow a good representative for Cuba :-)

Took this image many years ago as a teenager on my Praktica 35mm camera...this bridge is now, infact, three bridges! Taken using b/w orthochromatic/lithographic film, hence the high contrast.

When Death Comes

 

When death comes

like the hungry bear in autumn;

when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse

 

to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;

when death comes

like the measle-pox

 

when death comes

like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,

 

I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering:

what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?

 

And therefore I look upon everything

as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,

and I look upon time as no more than an idea,

and I consider eternity as another possibility,

 

and I think of each life as a flower, as common

as a field daisy, and as singular,

 

and each name a comfortable music in the mouth,

tending, as all music does, toward silence,

 

and each body a lion of courage, and something

precious to the earth.

 

When it's over, I want to say all my life

I was a bride married to amazement.

I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

 

When it's over, I don't want to wonder

if I have made of my life something particular, and real.

 

I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,

or full of argument.

 

I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.

 

Poem by Mary Oliver

   

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George Pal, the producer of Destination Moon, The War of the Worlds and The Time Machine, had one of his greatest triumphs with this tale of how the best and worst in humanity emerges when the world is coming to an end. The gifted sci-fi artist Chesley Bonestell designed the spaceship seen in this scene card.David Randall is a carefree ladies man and skilled pilot who finds he has been let in on the greatest and most terrible secret in the world when he is paid to deliver some mysterious pictures from one eminent astronomer to another. The recipient, Dr. Hendron, confirms the awful findings of the sender: the planet Zyra will collide with Earth and wipe out all of humanity. Despite widespread disbelief, two philanthropists give Dr. Hendron some of the money he needs to build a rocket ship that will, at least theoretically, take them to Zyra, which may or may not be habitable for humans. The rest of the money comes from Sydney Stanton, a wheelchair-bound old man, who insists he come along, despite the severe limitations on the number of passengers and amount of cargo. Meanwhile, as doomsday approaches, Randall is surprised to find himself in a love triangle with Dr. Hendron's daughter and her fiancé. Humanity is in peril, and only a modern-day Noah's ark, and the continued need of a man.

youtu.be/voW0RiNTbGI?t=2s Trailer

 

This is one of the block-buster classics of early sci-fi movies. It's theme was so potent that offshoots have been remade in several other movies. When Worlds Collide (WWC for short) was a big budget film, shot in color, with a large cast, and fairly expensive sets, models and special effects (for its day). WWC usually makes classic sci-fi fans' top ten lists. Never mind petty quibbles over the science cited in the movie. The science is just there to support the premise. What if the earth was about to be destroyed? What would mankind do? With the usual romance elements and human drama, that question is explored.

Synopsis

A rogue star and its planet are hurtling on a collision course with the earth. The planet, Zyra, will come close to the earth, causing massive floods (ala Noah) and earthquakes, but it is the rogue star itself -- Bellus -- which will plow through the earth, burning it up. By the time astronomers discover Bellus and Zyra, the earth has less than a year left. Governments are paralyzed. A rich, selfish, wheelchair-bound billionaire agrees to finance the building of a rocket ship on the condition that HE gets to come. Hundreds of people build the ark with a sense of hope. It is a race against time. As the end nears, human drama complicates things. Only 44 people, chosen by lottery, will be able to go. A pair of young lovers is split up by the lottery. The billionaire's aide tries to steal the young lover's ticket, but is shot by the billionaire. As the end nears, chaos breaks out. All the lottery losers want aboard anyhow, but it's too late. The space ark takes off just in time, but leaving the selfish billionaire behind. Alas. Bellus destroys the earth. The space ark lands, albeit roughly, to find Zyra strange, but very earth-like. The remnant of mankind escaped the destruction of the old earth, to begin anew on a new world.

It's interesting that WWC used the same rogue planet plot device as Man From Planet X, which opened about 4 months earlier. This time, however, it was a collision course. In fact, the roles are reverse from Planet X. This time, it's the earthlings who are trying to escape their doomed world to another. The theme of WWC is thought provoking.

The acting is pretty good, even if some of the roles are fairly stereotypic. The rocket itself is a cool looking example of what 1950s thinking imagined rocket ships would be like. It's this fascination with sleek rockets that would lead the culture to tail fin mania in the latter 50s. The takeoff of the rocket-ark is made all the more dramatic by having it gain speed racing down a track, then up a ramp (rather like the V1s in WW2). A conventional vertical blast off would have been too slow for the urgent mood.

The threat of world destruction has been up-scaled for effect. The name of the rogue star, Bellus, reminded me of the Latin word for War: Bellum. "War" was coming and would totally wipe out the earth. Where many films imagine some survivors of a global nuclear war (see review of "Five"), WWC posits an inescapable total destruction of the earth. Yet, WWC looks at both the hopeful and the gloomy. The space ark represents the hopeful glass-half-full. The earth's anarchy and violence which they leave behind represents the pessimistic glass-half-empty view.

WWC was based on the 1933 novel by Edwin Balmer and Phillip Wylie. The plot of the movie follows that of the book generally, with many of the usual book-through-hollywood caveats. In the book, it's two planets, not a star and a planet. The two planets are named Bronson Alpha and Bronson Beta. While the movie makes only one mention of other rockets leaving earth, (yet only shows one) the book is more clear that several space arks left earth.

George Pal (the producer of WWC) is known for including fairly overt Christian messages into his productions. WWC is no exception. The movie opens with a shot of an ornate Bible, opening to a couple verses from Genesis -- the part where God is so disgusted with the corruption and violence of the earth that he decides to wipe it all out, (except for Noah, etc.). Pal is making a pretty strong social commentary right off the bat. The whole story line is a modern adaptation of the Noah's Ark account, right down to the animals, two-by-two. The ruthlessness and violence that break out on earth as the rocket-ark is about to take off, stand as a vindication that the "old" mankind was indeed corrupt and violent and deserved to be wiped out. You don't find yourself feeling too sorry for those being left behind. Certainly no tears were shed for rich Mr. Stanton.

Another fascinating part, which seems to get little comment, is when they get to Zyra, and disembark their ark, on the far left side of the Zyran landscape (painting) is some very man-made looking cuts in that cliff. Ahead of them are clearly two pyramids. Nothing is said of them. In the novels ("When Worlds Collide" ('33) and "After Worlds Collide" ('34)), the new planet was inhabited, but the advanced race had died out as "Zyra" coursed through cold, deep space. A movie sequel to WWC was planned, but George Pal fell on hard times, and the project was scrapped.

A feature of WWC which would be much more apparent today than in 1951, was that the space ark carried only white people. A half-century after the making of the film, even cereal box art is careful to show a politically-correct mix of white / black / asian / latino cartoon children frolicking behind the giant cereal bowl. Were the makers of WWC being subconsciously racist? That is (and has been) debated. A minor note on that, is that in the novel, many space arks are built in different countries. Many of them make it to the new planet. In WWC, about a half hour into the runtime, Dr. Fry says that other ships are being built too. WWC is the story of that one particular ship, which happened to end up with a crew (cargo?) drawn from only the all-white labor force at the shipyard.

A sort of subtext to WWC is triumph of egalitarianism over elitism. When the time came to go, only 44 people, out of the hundreds, could go. Surely everyone working on the ship had to realize this. It was built with only 44 seats. Those would be filled by a ruthlessly fair lottery. 22 men, 22 women. They weren't chosen for their skills, or their breeding proclivities or genetic makeup. They were chosen by simple lot.

 

Bottom line? WWC is a great sci-fi classic. It strives to explore big ideas with little wallowing to petty drama (unlike many in the B-grade films). It is a must-see of classic sci-fi.

 

Negros Navigation Don Vicenti berthed at Iloilo, a hive of activity.

When I see this I always think of old victorian era.

when was this photo taken?

When this car drives by, I hear distinctive sounds of mechanisms working under hood, probably, automatic tranny. It is a daily driver.

When the new handspeak system goes wrong.

When I first met Abby and her family, they were living temporarily with a relative after Abby's father forced them out of his house (an example of women's housing insecurity) . Shortly after this move, Abby's mother was diagnosed with TB.

 

During my first visit with Abby, she made this drawing for me. She sat on the floor as her family talked about how to deal with Abby’s mother’s TB diagnosis. Abby included the house that they left behind. A school book represents the school she had to leave when they moved and her concerns that she would never finish her schooling. She drew an orange and a pot for her mother, who needed good food to recover. The beer bottle was her father's. It was a symbol of his "bad heart," his selfishness and disregard for his wife and children.

  

**This drawing is part of the Children as Caregivers art gallery.

Learn more about the Children as Caregivers project in Jean Hunleth's book, Children as Caregivers: The Global Fight against Tuberculosis and HIV in Zambia.

“And you say you see

When you look at me

The reason you love life so

Though lost I have been

I find love again

And life just keeps on running

And life just keeps on running

You look at me and life comes

From you”

 

Then You Look At Me | Céline Dion

youtu.be/lYjqojwp2hQ

 

I’ve spent over two decades of my life involved in the conservation of sea turtles, and there is no happier sight than seeing a hatchling sea turtle emerge from the nest and make its way to the sea. Regardless of what species or habitat we’re trying to save, conservationists all around the world can relate, that it’s moments like these that make the time, work and effort taken to preserve the natural world for future generations, totally worth it. Leatherback hatchling, Trinidad & Tobago.

   

one more, almost weekend

Every time I see my little friend Alvin I ask myself, " When will I see you again?." His little face makes me smile every time I see him. These days, it could be the last time though. Alvin I'm sure going to miss you this winter.......However, I know he has a good reaping harvest of nuts and seeds to sustain him during his hibernation ;) I like the autumn bokeh here ;)

 

Although Alvin is used to me by now and every once and awhile takes a peanut from my hand..He still turns away or from side to side...or turns his back on me so I can't get a good shot of him..lol It's like he knows I have my camera or something and doesn't want his picture taken..He can be a big pain in the ass sometimes lol ;)

 

About the Eastern Chipmunk:

"Their scientific name is Tamias Striatus.

They are larger than most of the western species.

They can climb trees, but they construct their nests under the ground with widespread tunnel systems that might have several entrances.

They have fewer grinding teeth than the other species.

They mate twice a year, during early spring and again during the summer or early fall.

They generally stay for one year in the forest but in captivity, they may live up to eight years.

Their lifespan is 2 to 3 years on an average."

   

When old-school crime fails in the modern era.

Camera fell asleep

Hares melt into silver mist

Where is reality? There...

 

Sometimes technology fails to give birth to art. The Olympus μ[mju:]-II froze at the most inappropriate moment — or the most appropriate one? And instead of a clear copy of the previous shot, something else was born: ghostly, dreamy. The bronze boat sailed from reality into the realm of blurred forms and elusive meanings.

Grandpa Mazay and his hares are no longer standing still — they move, dissolve, disappear. Like a childhood memory. Like Nekrasov’s poem read many years ago. Like the spring of 2016 itself, which is no more.

This shot is about how reality turns into a dream — how memory erases details, leaving only vague outlines — how everything material will one day become ghostly. A technical defect became a philosophical statement: a camera glitch, a metaphor for time — and blurriness, the poetry of oblivion. Sometimes what we consider a mistake turns out to be the most honest shot of all.

 

📍 About the shot: An accidental blurred version of the previous photograph

🎨 Location: Muzeon Art Park, Moscow

📅 Date: 06.02.2016

📷 Camera: Olympus μ[mju:]-II

️ Film: Adox Silvermax 100

🔧 Feature: The camera "froze" during shooting, creating an unintentional artistic blur effect

️ Scan: Epson Stylus Photo RX500 (as-is, no corrections)

Philosophy of defect: A technical camera error turned a documentary shot into an abstract-surrealistic image where reality dissolves into a silvery mist. Sometimes a glitch is not the end, but the beginning of a new vision.

When you squeeze an orange, orange juice comes out - because that's what's inside. When you are squeezed, what comes out is what is inside. ~Wayne Dyer

 

ODC2: Part of the full picture

Nikon D300 & 24-70mm

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