Beckoning me?
Surely not –
pampas grass
~Nishiyama Soin (S Carter, Haiku before Haiku)

Nikon D750 f/5.6 1/160s 45 mm 100 ISO
Beckoning me?
Surely not –
pampas grass
~Nishiyama Soin (S Carter, Haiku before Haiku)

Nikon D750 f/5.6 1/160s 45 mm 100 ISO
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.

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

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!

Nikon D750 f7.1 1/60 135 mm 100 ISO
LDG Luciledegoday has sent out a request to help her find Badfish, her blogger friend who runs the Badfish & Chips Cafe. The last time he posted a blog was in April and she “dearly” misses his enticing and inspiring writings
In response to WordPress’s photo challenge, pedestrians, she has officially launched a Badfish search mission: “Where is Badfish?” So if you are out and about in search of a super image to post in response to WordPress’ challenge, will you look around and try to find Badfish, wherever you are, because he loves traveling all over the world.
I’m thinking that Badfish (left hand corner) was spotted last month at the Tour de Fat celebration in Colorado, USA.
adding to
my solitude…
frost on the window
~Issa (cited: http://www.haikuguy.com)
A blog review of window images over the past five years of blogging…

















A mom whose family’s budget is struggling to meet their basic needs of shelter, food, transportation, education, and medical care inquires, “Why do I as a mother of an ill child need to keep coming back to you to ask you NOT to take away my child’s health care?”
Senator Cory Gardner of Colorado, “Because my campaign fund-raising is drying up…”
I wonder, “and RNC funds are being redirected to Trump’s Russia defense expenses?”

eclectic
Cee’s fun foto challenge: letter e with two e’s
Autumn advances
and I become
a bit sad
closing the gate
to my hut.
~Ryokan (K Tanahashi, Sky Above, Great Wind)


a label transforms a “unknown” person into a preconceived concept
People want to identify and label you so they can place you somewhere they already have set in their mind. …
We have these labels in little piles in our mind and we take them out and stick them on things. That’s our habit. We like to be able to say, “This is an American. That is a Dutch person. This is a Mexican person.” We put the label on as if we know what we mean by Mexican, American, or Dutch. This is a Communist, this is a Republican, this is a capitalist. In fact, the label has no meaning. “This is a person I love, this is a person I hate.” When we put a label on, we can’t see the person. If someone labels you as a “terrorist,” he may shoot you. But if he sees that you are a human being who has his own suffering, who has children and a wife to look after, he won’t be able to shoot you. It’s only when he gives you a label that he can say, “You’re a terrorist; your presence isn’t needed in this world; if you weren’t in the world, it would be a more beautiful place.” It’s all a matter of putting a label on a person. And when you see the real human being, you can’t assign a label anymore. We give labels only in order to praise or to destroy. We have a great bagful of labels–we don’t even know where they came from. And when we stick them onto people, we cut ourselves off from those people, and we can no longer know who they really are.
~Thich Nhat Hanh, Zen Battles

summer’s ending
Max Richter was born on March 22, 1966 in Hamelin, Lower Saxony, West Germany. He was nominated for Breakout Composer of the year in 2008 by the International Film Music Critics Association (IFMCA).
In response to Lost in Translation’s request, here is a selection of images posted during July and August…
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