#NY #buildings

The texture of the sand on the beach after low tide. #texture #sand #abstract

Such a common bird, but also pretty when you stop and look at them! This one was at the National Arboretum in Washington, DC #washingtondc #nationalarboretum #birds #birding #robin #wildlife

Circunvalar en el parque temático del granito

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Uno de esos sitios donde no me canso de volver, es una playa pequeña, casi escondida, pero tiene algo especial.

Una mañana de verano la niebla marina cubriendo una playa gallega en la Costa da Morte

I visited this place a number of times, years before capturing this photograph on April 4, 2019. I saw no one else from the time I got here until I returned to town, well after dark. In fact I had…

Such a common bird, but also pretty when you stop and look at them! This one was at the National Arboretum in Washington, DC #washingtondc #nationalarboretum #birds #birding #robin #wildlife

Circunvalar en el parque temático del granito

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Somewhere in Nebraska

Hard not to notice even from far away! #birding #birds #nature #wildlife #canon

I visited this place a number of times, years before capturing this photograph on April 4, 2019. I saw no one else from the time I got here until I returned to town, well after dark. In fact I had never seen anyone else here, but footprints and tire tracks on the dirt road told me the place had been known for decades. During the time between my previous visit and this one, I saw a few photos of the scene online. On this visit I also saw some ATV tracks that were not previously present, down in the valley. They were small and I had no qualms about removing them. Those changes told me that this was my last chance to capture the beauty and solitude of the place before social media destroyed them with instant popularity. Today, even in winter, I am told there can be more than 30 people here.

A pre-dawn hike over some rough volcanic terrain and a 30 second exposure produced this photograph. The long exposure time calms the water and turns waves crashing against the rocks into mist. Timing and knowledge of the tides are important when taking photos along the rocky ocean coastline. If the tide is rising and gets too high it's possible to be trapped here. A deadly combination of shallow depths that average only 60 meters (197 feet), fierce tidal currents from two oceans, and highly unpredictable violent weather make this one of the world's most treacherous stretches of water. Massive swells commonly reach 11-12 meters (36-39 feet) in height. They are generated by winds traveling unimpeded across thousands of kilometers. Rogue waves, that form when several of these swells combine, have been measured at 20 meters (66 feet) high. The area has claimed hundreds of ships and many lives.

#bruges #brugge #belgium #bèlgica

I found a group of 15 bighorn rams in a vast, treeless, grassy area at a fairly high altitude. Because the place was so open and without cover, I sat on the ground quite a distance away to observe…

Somewhere in Nebraska

Hard not to notice even from far away! #birding #birds #nature #wildlife #canon

A scan from a trip to manning Park. This was the last shot taken with my old trusty Nikon EM. I ended up tipping the canoe and the camera got dunked. #mountains #lake #nature #forest #peacefull

Ave nocturna monstruosa, superficialmente similar a un búho pero no relacionado. Pálido y moteado de gris con cabeza grande; es más grande que otros pájaros estaca y carece de bigote oscuro. Se…

Roughly forty years before capturing this photograph I stood here alone in complete darkness for the first time, anticipating the sunrise. It was amazingly quiet. While waiting I took measurements with a hand held light meter and fumbled with the controls on a camera holding Kodachrome 25 film. I remember the excitement of witnessing the sublime spectacle unfold. I saw no one else since the previous evening at dinner in the town of Moab, 1.5 hours away on steep, bumpy, corrugated, and dusty dirt roads. My photo that morning was terrible by today's standards, but the experience of capturing it alone in the vastness was infinitely better. I thought I'd improve on the photos in the future but it would take forty years for that to happen. I had no idea that this region would become my home in a most profound sense, or that I'd return to the area several times each year and accumulate a couple of years there during the rest of my life. I'd have laughed if someone told me the couple running the motel I was staying in, and some of their extended family, would become as close as my own family. In the dead of winter in early 2022 I made one last and desperate attempt to go back home again. There are much nicer times to go, but the hordes brought to this part of the country by tourism have made it unbearable when the weather is nice. I drove 1,800 miles (2897 km) in 3 days through two blizzards to get here, where the temperatures were well below freezing. Few others would do that, so discomfort was my friend. My last trip home was mostly successful, but I was not happy with this improved photograph. I returned on a different morning for another try. Unfortunately the weather in surrounding states improved and the crowds flooded in. The photographic situation at this particular location became nothing short of paparazzi trying to photograph tay tay with a wardrobe malfunction. I walked away without even opening my camera bag. Whether good or bad, this is the best photograph of the scene that I will ever capture. I am the last member of my Moab family to leave the area permanently. That saddens me, but on the upside I am the only one who is still breathing.

I found a group of 15 bighorn rams in a vast, treeless, grassy area at a fairly high altitude. Because the place was so open and without cover, I sat on the ground quite a distance away to observe and photograph them if possible. One of the rams noticed me and took an interest. He left the group and walked over to investigate. Once satisfied that I presented no danger he went back to the group. They all sat down and rested in the grass for an hour or so. I stayed seated until they got up and walked away. A large bighorn ram like this one can weigh up to 300 pounds (136 kg) and their horns alone can weigh 30 pounds (14 kg). They use their horns as weapons to fight for dominance or female mating rights. In this display called "rut," rams face each other, rear up on hind legs and leap forward at speeds up to 40 mph. The loud crash of horns signals contact and can be heard up to one mile away. The impact can generate 1765 pounds (800 kg) of force, which is over 10 times the force of two football players colliding. That is enough to kill a human, but aggression by bighorn sheep against humans is extremely rare. Regardless, it is a little intimidating when one of these fellows decides to approach, which is also extremely rare.

Tiny wildflowers that grow in my yard. #nature #macro #bloomscrolling