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Created by Duncan Rawlinson, this digitally crafted image captures the serene beauty of a snow-covered forest illuminated by warm light. The scene explores the emotional contrast between the cold of the snow and the warmth of the light, blending contemporary photography with artificial intelligence. This work highlights the interplay of natural elements, presenting a unique visual storytelling experience.
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Auf unserer größten beleuchteten Kugel (Gartenleuchte) neigt sich der Kranz aus Schnee zur Seite. Nicht nur partiell, sondern in Gänze.
Dew point reached
On our largest illuminated ball (garden lamp), the wreath of snow leans to the side. Not just partially, but completely.
Beautiful day on the trail and wonderful light and shadow. Near St. John's, NL.
Better Large-Driving through Kentucky we were mezmerized with the beautiful ice patterns in the trees. Some looked like diamonds in the sun, while others were organized legions of light in the branches. Between the sun reflecting off of the frozen fields and the ice trees, we were observerers in the right place at the right time once again. 0006-1012
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DOORWAYS (JHWatkins)
Our lives are spent near doorways,
Corridors between heaven and earth-
Mechanisms of the spirit-
Power grids with junctions-
On the borders of decisions-
And destiny generations.
Many have sensed them,
Watched and known
Channels of change,
Releasing forces,
That seasons have sown
Since the beginning-
Leaving footsteps to follow.
Some found them
Under redwood cathedrals,
Soft canopy mists,
Where winter rains washed
The soul survivors,
That could not have grown
Until they had gone
To sing in arenas of angels.
Others surprised the morning,
Resisting by rolling waters,
Speaking to dawn stars,
Bidding the night adieu-
Where the quiet
Was louder than the roaring future,
And, left with one clean choice,
Lit a fuse
That started a fire-
And changed the world.
James Watkins
My favorite type of light. Pollution never looked so nice.
Better Large- Pennyrile Forest runs from the Lakes of Kentucky, southwest to northeast heading across the state to Indiana.Traveling this road many times we would never expect the winter beauty we witnessed with the diamond trees and reflective ocean of frozen snow on the open fields. It would've taken days to stop and photograph the varieties of wonder. 0008
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Remember This (James Watkins)
Remember this-
cold December's morning-
(beauty- without warming-)
cold reflective stream.
Remember this-
violent red waiting,
day-glow by the window,
silent-
evergreen.
The sun steps up to
start its daily song,
As quietness inside says,
take one step-
alone.
Build your golden dreams-
on visions,
tarried long-
wronged by waiting hours-
long-lived, doubt delayed.
Join the journey homeward,
turn back to yesterday.
Take one step- face tomorrow-
look it in the eye-
take it on.
Forever waits at daybreak,
shines suddenly like the dawn.
Memories rise from roads never taken.
Faces from forgotten pasts,
dare to dream the dream
and not be shaken,
dare to touch the fire at last.
Heart speaks to heart,
spirit to spirit,
stand strong faced
to meet the day-
we will walk,
in paths less taken-
secret signs
to guide the way.
Hope hung highways,
misted mountains-
running dry,
bereft of snow.
We will fly
in unknown places,
we will burn
and not grow cold.
Golden sunrise,
brazen morning,
dancing darkness,
falling free-
singing high
with hidden voices-
waking worlds
where shadows flee.
Lengthening light,
long remember,
one who comes
will rule by day!
Come fallen fliers-
torn asunder-
come and rest,
from restless waves.
Sleep your peaceful sleep
you souls arrested,
bright blue morning-
birds ablaze-
strike out new,
to touch the heavens-
stand strong now,
you heavy hearts-
amazed.
James Watkins 03-04
Project 365
-[ Day 2 ]-
February 12, 2011
Time 12:20 am
ATB The Autumn Leaves ♪♫
Canon Speedlite 580 EX II with Lumodi beauty dish 90 degrees angle
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