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Like most of us in the northern hemisphere, I'm done with winter. Happens every year around this time. As we enter March, there's a growing impatience with winter cold, snow and ice. But even though the cold lingers, the increasing presence of the sun is a source of comfort. The change in the past few weeks is nothing short of dramatic. The sun rides much higher in the sky now, and the heat emitted is that much stronger. I really notice it driving in my car on a sunny day, the greenhouse effect that send the interior temperature to 80+ degrees even when the outdoor temperature is below freezing. Photographically everything has changed now in terms of light and shadow. Winter photos are still feasible, but the character is simply not the same as December and January. This is one reason I spent so much time outdoors trying to capture the sun at its nadir. The strange shadows caused by the low sun angle fascinated me. Noon-time shadows reaching out toward me that could not form until early evening on a summer day. Also the diminution of the sun to little more than a small glow spot on the horizon. A light source that could actually be photographed in the same frame as the surrounding landscape with everything properly exposed. Almost mission impossible with the blazing bright sun of a July afternoon. A sun so bright you could barely even look in its direction. I yearn for that sun, but in the depth of winter all that really matters to me is trying to capture whatever light emerges from the darkness. This scene appeared before me near the end of several hours hiking around on a freezing cold winter day. A point at which my mind was no longer functioning quite the same way as when the hike began. Not sure why I lingered so long, perhaps intuition kept me from returning to the warmth of my home. That's when the sun emerged from the thick clouds that had shielded it all afternoon. The scene before contained all of the elements of my idealized 'snow noir' vision. Long and dark shadows, contrasted by a bright but very contained sun. backlighting, killer clouds, and as if to ice the proverbial cake, snow flurries falling from the clouds still directly over me. Brightness emerging from darkness, both held in a delicate balance, and the moment frozen in time.
“Why is it," he said, one time, at the subway entrance, "I feel I've known you so many years?"
"Because I like you," she said, "and I don't want anything from you.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
today afternoon I gonna take a little time for visit my magic tree .... I always love to sit under his proud crown in order for time to see around me and in me ..... but when I came closer and closer ...
I could not believe my eyes.... where's my tree?? what happened ? my tree has been killed, just like that ... has he changed his lonely life ?... but I feel it ..the roots of this tree deep in the earth are strong and have enough energy to re-grow sometimes a beautiful tree. I myself will no longer be able to experience, but someone will again sit under his proud crown.. I hope ..
Some time ago this tree was the Inspiration to found the group High Energy Places .....
texture from my friend JoesSistah many thanks !!
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A caribbean octopus (Octopus briareus) in a row pore rope sponge (Aplysina Cauliformis). This is my second post from this encounter - it was just too much fun to leave at one.
You only find caribbean octopuses during the night and even then, they don't like our lights. (Note, not "octopi" because unlike the Latin derived "fungus", octupus is from Greek.) This is the only time I have found one "up" off the reef. I don't know exactly why it was there but it stayed for quite some time despite me shining a light on it and hitting it with strobes. I wish I were able to figure out why it was so motivated to be in the rope sponge, but I so enjoyed the encounter nonetheless.
For a sense of scale, my guess is that if the octopus fully tucked itself into a ball, it wouldn't be much larger than your fist. But those arms could outstretch to wrap around a soccer ball, maybe even a basketball.
Here we see it in its prettiest iridescent blue. In an instance, generally when hunting, it can turn white with brown spots. I don't do video, but I have to admit that a video would do a much better job than a still image to capture how amazing these creatures are.
Why can't you just tell me the truth?
Hard to believe the things you say
Why can't you feel the tears I cried today
Cried today, cried today
How do you win if we all lose?
You change the facts to justify
Your lips move but your words get in the way
In the way, in the way
Kings and Queens, crooks and thieves
You don't see the forest for the trees
Head and heart, on our knees
You can't see what we all see
How do you sleep when the world keeps turning?
All that we built has come undone
How do you sleep when the world is burning?
Everyone answers to someone
Don't lie to me, don't lie to me, you lie to me
Don't lie to me, don't lie to me, you lie to me
You can build towers of bronze and gold
You can build castles in the sky
You can use smoke and mirrors, all clichés
Not today, not today
Kings and Queens, crooks and thieves
You don't see the forest for the trees
Hand and heart, down on knees
You can't see what everyone see
How do you sleep when the world keeps turning?
All that we built has come undone
How do you sleep when the world is burning?
Everyone answers to someone
Barbra Streisand - Don't Lie To Me (2018)
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My first shot on Flickr with my new mirrorless camera, the Sony a7R II. I wrote about why I'm making the jump in my new Why I'm Going Mirrorless blog post.
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Below are the various ways you can connect with me across the internet where I actively share my photos. The first one is my Disney-centric blog and the second is my travel-centric blog.
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Example shows Rico's Tea House, which is well-built yet I reckon could shine further with personalized lighting!
Why not? When you’re retired, in the middle of a worldwide pandemic and you’re pretty much confined to quarters I guess you can have whatever you like for breakfast. To be honest though, the only time I drink whisky in the morning is when it’s 2am and I’m still up from the night before. Unless, of course, I’m in Scotland when I might indulge in a measure to liven up my breakfast porridge. Now with EXIF data.
On my daily walks around Menlo Park, Calif., I often pass farms and fences. The overwhelming majority of the fence posts are wood colored and often untreated. Occasionally, I will see a post that was painted white. On this morning’s jaunt, I came upon something different –– a post painted pink. It was by itself, no others that color nearby. Knowing nothing about this stuff, it made me wonder why. Did they paint this color in order to mark the post for some reason? Or, perhaps it was just a lark?
Very dynamic skies over Fife. This was taken while out cycling and, yes, I did get wet!
This is a three shot composite image.
Junge Frauen lassen sich aus verschiedenen Gründen tätowieren, oft um ihre Individualität, Persönlichkeit und Selbstausdruck zu betonen. Tattoos können als Ausdruck von Erinnerungen, Überzeugungen oder als persönliche Statement dienen. Sie können auch das Selbstbewusstsein stärken und ein Gefühl der Kontrolle über den eigenen Körper vermitteln.
Young women get tattoos for a variety of reasons, often to emphasize their individuality, personality, and self-expression. Tattoos can serve as an expression of memories, beliefs, or as a personal statement. They can also boost self-confidence and convey a sense of control over one's own body.