Poppy promenade by Vahlenkamp

I am the lovers gift, and I am the wedding wreath. I am the memory of a moment of happiness, and I am a part of sorrow.

But I only look up high, to see the light from above, and never look down to see my own shadow. This is the wisdom which man must learn.

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Steeped in Gaudi’s lights… by take4ish

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Alien announcement by Vahlenkamp

The end of the journey was at this moment a fact. Now it was only a matter of time before the first man would personally experience extraterrestrial contact. The illuminated light beams spread on the deserted field, the air quivered, and there was a noisy silence, filled with the underlying fact that everything as we understood it, soon was to change…

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service by roland-demetz-georg-sule

the mother service her liddle

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Magic Autumn by Kooikerhondje

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Harmony by mathieu_rivrin

Harmonie

On continue les images en montagne dans les Alpes avec une image prise juste après le coucher de soleil à Chamonix au lac des Chésérys.

Après avoir profité des derniers rayons du soleil qui avaient rougi les magnifiques aiguilles, j’ai cherché à profiter des couleurs roses présentes à l’opposé.
C’était un peu la panique, il fallait rapidement faire le tour du lac (pas très grand, il ne fait que quelques dizaines de mètres) avant de manquer ces dernières couleurs.
Comme d’habitude j’ai choisi la complication en grimpant sur les roches plutôt que de faire le tour par le sentier de randonnée.
Une fois engagé sur un rocher, je me rends compte que je suis dans une impasse et en voulant faire demi tour, je glisse et … c’est parti pour une glissade de 3/4 m avec la matériel photo réception les pieds dans le lac ! Grosse frayeur, le palpitant est à 190 pulsations par minute ! Mais à l’inspection, le bonhomme va bien et le matériel aussi !

J’en tremble vraiment mais bon il faut se ressaisir, le paysage en face est encore plus beau que 2min plus tôt !

Bref tout ça pour dire que la photo ce n’est pas de tout repos mais quel plaisir quand les paysages sont aussi beaux et mis en valeur par la lumière !

Bonne soirée à toutes et à tous et à très bientôt pour la suite des images 🙂 – Mathieu Rivrin

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Fungus fable by Vahlenkamp

These mushrooms also called fly agaric, were in historic time effectively used by the Vikings, when they were getting ready to invade a land. The Vikings essentially turned off their fear emotions, thus gaining their reputation for their fierceness.
The people of many cultures of northern Europe lived in constant fear of invasion. Vikings where known to enter a village fearlessly, wreak havoc among the people and carry off the women.
Before entering battle, the Vikings would go through a religious ritual in which they would dance around the woods and consume Amanita muscaria. So the main reason the Vikings were able to fight without fear is that they were on drugs. For this reason the Vikings were also known as the berserkers. It is also worth mentioning that they had a strong belief in going to Wallhall after death (supposedly a great place to be for great warriors).

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Ural by alexandrborisov1

Природа Урала, 2015.
The Nature Of The Urals, 2015.

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Cattails crown by Vahlenkamp

The scent of the wind, glides into a sense of comfort. For a flight of the silent onset of winter. Passing through light and shadow. Standing in a faint aroma, of deep autumn in the field. Under foot delicious, fallen leaves murmur. Matured cattails, swing freely in the wind. Their appearance touching tenderly. A reminiscence of the passing season.

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Harmony heart by Vahlenkamp

I wrote your name in the sky, but the wind blew it away.
I wrote your name in the sand, but the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in my heart, and forever it will stay.

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