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Instant Inspiration: backlit

Marcus  at Streets of Nuremberg’s discussion about backlighting photography inspired me to pick up my camera and walk along a bike path during the golden hour.  He noted that when one photographs into the sun there will be a great glow around the hair and body.

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Nikon D750   f/7.1  1/320s   35 mm   400 ISO

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Nikon D750   f/7.1   1/500s   35 mm   400 ISO

In the first image, there is a bit of glow on the cyclist’s hair and in the trees.  In the second, the glow outlines both the young man and his dog.  The setting sun in both of these images brought out some interesting long shadows.

It is wonderful to follow bloggers such as Marcus who share their skill and knowledge of photography and invite photographers such as I to grow and learn.  Thank you!

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…in order to know we must trust our ancestors – trust them deeply. Spinoza points out the fact that our knowledge of parentage and the date of our birth is, in fact, what he calls ‘knowledge by hearsay’.*

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*cited:

The Bodhisattva’s Brain

Owen Flanagan

weekly photo challenge: resolved

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Standing at the Threshold

With uncertainty, I question:

What is it that I seek?

Protection? Compassion? Acceptance? Forgiveness? Completion?

Who is it that I beckon?

A father? A mother? A sister? A brother? A companion? A child? A god?

To be? To endure? To offer? To embrace? To validate?

An intentional presence that is drawn upon

A place and time of shadows, myths, and dreams?

Birthed within a family?

Matured within a relationship?

Nourished within a community?

Where the Stillness within Silence,

Affirms the exchange of life’s giving and taking,

Embraces the connection of life’s emotional threads, and

Observes the interdependence of life with non-judgmental awareness,

Yet, knows of a united oneness with another that can not be?

Since it can not be, do I yearn

To know integration through the formation of thought;

To see clarity through the flowing of ink; and

To feel completion through the act of creating?

And then, finally, within the stillness of silence,

I befriend

An internal companion with whom

There is an honoring of the who and what of which I am;

A woman, a daughter, a sister, a niece, a wife, a mother, an aunt, a grandmother.

I touch

With reverence the presence of all that was, is, and will be.

I release

The seeking, the beckoning, the yearning to the Winds of Change.

I with uncertainty, Step over the Threshold

Foreseeing the return.