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I FEEL YOU IN THE WIND
I Feel you in the wind sometimes,
I hear you in it's roar.
Reminding me of your presence
Wanting so much more.
I feel your touch in every gush
Sweeping through the meadows
I hear you through the trees
Flying high and free.
In Every season change.
I feel your warm embrace,
Just have to close my eyes
And I can sense you by my side.
I feel you in the wind today
As the storm comes closing in
You found a way to bring us back,
Together once again......
On a windswept hill by a billowing sea, my destiny sits and waits for me.
by
Robert breault
Thank you for posing Taboo
I am resilient
I trust the movement
I negate the chaos
uplift the negative
I'll show up at the table
again and again and again
I'll close my mouth and learn to listen
woah woah ooh ooh
these times are poignant
the winds have shifted
it's all we can do
to stay uplifted
pipelines through backyards
wolves howlin out front
yeah, I got my crew but truth is what I want
realigned and on point
power to the peaceful
prayers to the waters
women at the center
all vessels open
to give and receive
let's see the system
brought down to its knees
woah woah ooh ooh
I'm made of thunder
I'm made of lightning
I'm made of dirt yeah
made of the fine things
my father taught me that I'm a speck of dust
and this world was made for me
so let's go and try our luck
I got my roots down, down deep
So what are we doing here?
what has been done?
what are you gonna do about it
when the world comes undone?
my voice feels tiny
and I'm sure so does yours
but put us all together
make a mighty roar
roar
It was a clear, crisp day on Ediz Hook, a natural sand spit that embraces the harbor of Pt. Angeles, WA. The seagulls were feeling social even though winds were ruffling their feathers.
"It was one of those March days, when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light and winter in the shade." ~ Charles Dickens
Driving nearby rural area over 4 hours in this windy and snowy day, tried to find good POVs, the viability was very low, most photos would be achieved forever... 😉
Have a safe and happy week my dear friends!
PS: crazy busy recently ... Hope it will get better later 😉
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I've been trying to photograph tiny spiral vines for years and could never get the right focus, but, while on a photo shoot at the Bloedel Conservatory last week, I think I finally got it.
Somewhere in the Altamont Pass, near Livermore, California.
These old turbines just keep chugging along, although their days are numbered as these older ones are gradually being replaced by newer, more efficient models.
The wind of heaven is that which blows between a horse's ears.
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Includes:
Sakura tree in 4 hues
Furin wind chimes in 6 colors swinging and sounding
Lanterns in 2 different shapes each with 12 different designs
Bench with animations (single and couple)
Ground blossoms in 4 hues
Immature White-crowned Sparrow (Zonotrichia leucophrys)
Brown Acres - Jackson County - Oregon
Canon 7D Mark ii - f/7.1 - 1/1000 - ISO 800
Credit @ Hisa in Wizarding Fair from August 7th
HISA - The Windburrow - LOD@4
Credit @ Chez Moi Furniture in ACCESS (Current round end date : August 8th)
"June Picnic Set"
CHEZ MOI June Round Table
CHEZ MOI June Bench
CHEZ MOI Board With Salami
CHEZ MOI Bowl With Potatos
CHEZ MOI Bowl With Zeppole
CHEZ MOI Pitcher With Water
Der Leuchtturm im Westerhever bei herrlicher Nachmittagssonne. Das hohe Gras der Salzwiesen wiegt sich im Wind.
Finally getting back to the Gym after a lengthy absence.
Fortunately, I still have my “work-out” soundtrack on my phone, and Donovan sang “Catch the Wind” while I was working the machines... and thinking about a title for this Pic.
"Catch the Wind" is a song written and recorded by Scottish singer-songwriter Donovan. "Catch the Wind" was released in 1965. The single reached No. 4 in the United Kingdom singles chart.
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(Photographed at the Bosque del Apache Wildlife Preserve)
The Sandhill Crane:
These tall, gray-bodied, crimson-capped birds breed in open wetlands, fields, and prairies across North America. They group together in great numbers, filling the air with distinctive rolling cries. Mates display to each other with exuberant dances that retain a gangly grace.
The Sandhill Crane’s call is a loud, rolling, trumpeting sound whose unique tone is a product of anatomy: Sandhill Cranes have long tracheas (windpipes) that coil into the sternum and help the sound develop a lower pitch and harmonics that add richness.
Sandhill Cranes are known for their dancing skills. Courting cranes stretch their wings, pump their heads, bow, and leap into the air in a graceful and energetic dance.
Although some start breeding at two years of age, Sandhill Cranes may reach the age of seven before breeding. They mate for life—which can mean two decades or more—and stay with their mates year-round. Juveniles stick close by their parents for 9 or 10 months after hatching.
The earliest Sandhill Crane fossil, estimated to be 2.5 million years old, was unearthed in Florida.
Sandhill Crane chicks can leave the nest within 8 hours of hatching, and are even capable of swimming.
The oldest Sandhill Crane on record was at least 37 years, 3 months old. Originally banded in Florida in 1982, it was found in Wisconsin in 2019.
Nikon Z8, 600/6.3, 1/1000 @ f/8.0, ISO 2800, edited to taste)
Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high
All those things that don't change, come what may
Featuring the Lelutka Avalon (on Dove) and the Lelutka Devon (on Lucius).
“We do not want merely to see beauty... we want something else which can hardly be put into words- to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it. That is why we have peopled air and earth and water with gods and goddesses, and nymphs and elves.”
― C.S. Lewis