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“Autumn Grate” was featured in the group Mood & Ambience – Strictly Photos
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“Autumn Blanket” was featured in the group The Fine Art of Photography
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Ching Ching not having a good day.
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Lawn bowling club on legislature grounds.
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Just before a huge storm broke out the sun painted the skies in the South of Johannesburg, South Africa.
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dandelion flower © 2008 Sonja Zalar
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Red is the colour of life / courage / energy and passion. © 2008 Sonja Zalar
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I was very inspired by autumn leaves in beautiful colours. © 2008 Sonja Zalar
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Inspired with autumn leaves in beautiful colours. © 2008 Sonja Zalar © 2008 Sonja Zalar
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Avebury circle, England, UK © 2008 Sonja Zalar
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There are no rules of architecture for a castle in the clouds. Makawao Union Church in evening light ~ Makawao Hawai’i Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved The church of the open mind, the warm heart, the inspiring soul, and the social vision. G. K. Chesterton, The Everlasting Man 1925 “Gilbert Keith Chesterton, better known by his initials as G. K. Chesterton, was an English essayist, novelist, poet, journalist, and author of literary and social criticism. Chesterton was a somewhat contentious man, writing on many subjects about which he had strong feelings, but always with charm, wit, and generosity. In 1925 he published The Everlasting Man, which incorporated many ideas suggested in his earlier works. It reflects his own spiritual journey” / “He then asks the next logical question. Is the Church a continuation of Jesus or a breaking away from him? The first might seem hard to accept, but the second involves even greater difficulties. As a help to making the correct choice, Chesterton asks us to reflect on the analogy of a key. Its truth depends on whether it fits the lock. You won’t get very far analyzing its seemingly odd shape. What you have to do is see if it opens the door. In reflecting on the key (the creed) Chesterton uses what he calls “the witness of the heretics.” (a.k.a. dissenters) Each one tried to reshape the key. The church has constantly resisted that. As Chesterton brilliantly illustrates, only if the key retains its shape will it unlock the door. In the final chapter Chesterton gives one of the most remarkable arguments for the truth of faith: the “five deaths” of the Church. We are not the first ones to live in an age which has concluded the church was moribund, passé. But it has experienced some remarkable resurrections like a phoenix rising from its own ashes. Chesterton analyzes five times when that happened and offers his reflection on what that means for us today.”
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Look for the soul, you become soul / Look for the bread, you become bread / Whatever you look for, you are ~ Quatrains of Rumi From my collection: / Heaven In It’s Midst Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved This is a beautiful larger than life ice sculpture photographed in 2007 at the Santa Claus House in North Pole Alaska Featured Art 23 December 2008 Statues and Such Christmas in Ice / Ice Alaska Currently with 1921+ Views / Shooting Date/Time 09 December 2007 16:41:06 / Canon EOS DIGITAL REBEL XTi / Tv( Shutter Speed ) 1/80 / Av( Aperture Value ) 5.6 / ISO Speed 400 Here in Interior Alaska on this evening, the temp was minus -35.5F and remained subzero for several months. The ice sculptures remain perfect although they will have additional snow through spring breakup in Interior Alaska in late April or early May the following year.
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© 2008 Sonja Zalar
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From my collection: / Song of a Dream ~ The Golden Threshold Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Sunset near Goldstream / Interior Alaska North Star This is a composite of two images taken in the same location at the same time stitched one over the other so that you may better see what I see as I am standing here gazing at this sensational sunset as the swans are feeding in the peat bog nearby. “There is a quiet spirit in these woods, / That dwells where’er the gentle south-wind blows; / Where, underneath the white-thorn, in the glade, / The wild flowers bloom, or, kissing the soft air, / The leaves above their sunny palms outspread. / With what a tender and impassioned voice / It fills the nice and delicate ear of thought, / When the fast ushering star of morning comes / O’er-riding the gray hills with golden scarf; / Or when the cowled and dusky-sandaled Eve, / In mourning weeds, from out the western gate, / Departs with silent pace! That spirit moves In the green valley, where the silver brook, / From its full laver, pours the white cascade; / And, babbling low amid the tangled woods, / Slips down through moss-grown stones with endless laughter. / And frequent, on the everlasting hills, / Its feet go forth, when it doth wrap itself In all the dark embroidery of the storm, And shouts the stern, strong wind. And here, amid / The silent majesty of these deep woods, / lts presence shall uplift thy thoughts from earth, / As to the sunshine and the pure, bright air / Their tops the green trees lift. / Hence gifted bards / Have ever loved the calm and quiet shades. / For them there was an eloquent voice in all / The sylvan pomp of woods, the golden sun, / The flowers, the leaves, the river on its way, / Blue skies, and silver clouds, and gentle winds, / The swelling upland, where the sidelong sun / Aslant the wooded slope, at evening, goes, / Groves, through whose broken roof the sky looks in, / Mountain, and shattered cliff, and sunny vale, / The distant lake, fountains, and mighty trees, / In many a lazy syllable, repeating their old poetic legends to the wind. And this is the sweet spirit, that doth fill / The world; and, in these wayward days of youth, / My busy fancy oft embodies it, / As a bright image of the light and beauty / That dwell in nature; of the heavenly forms / We worship in our dreams, and the soft hues / That stain the wild bird’s wing, and flush the clouds / When the sun sets. Within her tender eye / The heaven of April, with its changing light, / And when it wears the blue of May, is hung, / And on her lip the rich, red rose. / Her hair is like the summer tresses of the trees, / When twilight makes them brown, and on her cheek / Blushes the richness of an autumn sky, / With ever-shifting beauty. Then her breath, / It is so like the gentle air of Spring, / As, front the morning’s dewy flowers, it comes / Full of their fragrance, that it is a joy / To have it round us, and her silver voice / Is the rich music of a summer bird, / Heard in the still night, with its passionate cadence.” ~ Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Inspired with fresh air that smells on snow… © 2008 Sonja Zalar
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© 2008 Sonja Zalar
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Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Featured Art 03 July 2009 Colour Me a Rainbow The Vanishers ~ / “Sweetest of all childlike dreams In the simple Indian lore / Still to me the legend seems / Of the shapes who flit before. / Flitting, passing, seen and gone, / Never reached nor found at rest, / Baffling search, but beckoning on / To the Sunset of the Blest. From the clefts of mountain rocks, / Through the dark of lowland firs, / Flash the eyes and flow the locks / Of the mystic Vanishers! And the fisher in his skiff, / And the hunter on the moss, / Hear their call from cape and cliff, / See their hands the birch-leaves toss. / Wistful, longing, through the green Twilight of the clustered pines, / In their faces rarely seen / Beauty more than mortal shines. / Fringed with gold their mantles flow / On the slopes of westering knolls; In the wind they whisper low Of the Sunset Land of Souls. / Doubt who may, O friend of mine! / Thou and I have seen them too; / On before with beck and sign Still they glide, / and we pursue. / More than clouds of purple trail In the gold of setting day; / More than gleams of wing or sail Beckon from the sea-mist gray. / Glimpses of immortal youth, / Gleams and glories seen and flown, / Far-heard voices sweet with truth, Airs from viewless Eden blown; / Beauty that eludes our grasp, / Sweetness that transcends our taste, / Loving hands we may not clasp, / Shining feet that mock our haste; / Gentle eyes we closed below, / Tender voices heard once more, / Smile and call us, as they go On and onward, / still before. / Guided thus, O friend of mine Let us walk our little way, / Knowing by each beckoning sign / That we are not quite astray. / Chase we still, / with baffled feet, Smiling eye and waving hand, / Sought and seeker soon shall meet, / Lost and found, in Sunset Land” ~ Poetry by John Greenleaf Whittier Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi /
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Tecumseh ~ Name of Chief ~ Panther Crossing Over (Shawnee) ~ Alaska Sunset Reflections Chena Lakes
by Sharon Mau“So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. / Trouble no one about their religion; / respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. / Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. / Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide. Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. / Show respect to all people and grovel to none. / When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. / Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision. When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. / Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.” / quote by Chief Tecumseh, Shawnee Nation Sunset Chena River Lakes / Interior Alaska Brilliant Skies reflected in the calm, clear, pristine and cold glacial water of Chena River Lakes in the Tanana River Valley. I love this place. Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved / My images do not belong to the public domain and may not be reproduced without my express written consent. Chena (pronounced Chay – na) Lake Recreation Area is a 260 lake covering more than 4 miles of the fresh water of the beautiful Chena River and also fed by the glacial waters of the mighty Tanana River. / / With over 2,100 acres to explore and enjoy, Chena Lake Recreation Area has activities for all visitors. Chena Lake Recreation Area covers over 2,000 acres and has two distinct personalities; the Lake Park, with a 260 acre lake the River Park, covering 4 miles of the Chena River. Lake Park hosts three volleyball courts, one horseshoe pit, a playground, multiple day use picnic sites with tables and fire rings, two covered pavilions, two changing room/warm up buildings, two designated swimming areas with sandy beaches, a boat rental, two fishing docks (one handicap accessible), a lake boat launch, potable water stations and restrooms. River Park is stretched along 4 miles of the south bank of the Chena River and hosts one volleyball court, one horseshoe pit, one covered pavilion, one changing room/warm up building, a 4.5 kilometer self guided nature trail, river boat launch, potable water stations, restrooms, and multiple day use picnic sites with tables and fire rings. During the winter months Chena Lake Recreation Area offers groomed classical cross-country ski trails with a 2km, 4.5km, and 7km loop as well as a multi-use trail with a 3.8, 5.5, 6.5, 9.5 and 12 mile loops for snow machining, ski-joring, dog mushing, walking, running, etc. Chena Lake also offers four ice-fishing houses No motors are permitted on the lake, only kayaks, canoes and paddle type boats. It is a beautiful place to photograph clouds and sky reflections and also a winter wonderland when the lake freezes. From my collection: / Chi-Hoota-Wei ~ Many Fires, One Great Light ~ Alaska / Clouds and sky reflections on Chena Lakes. / Titles and quote commentaries are Lodge names and translations of Order of the Arrow Insignia ~ Chi-Hoota-Wei ~ Many Fires, One Great Light ~ Links to websites with more information on First Nations ~ American Native Tribes Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi / Shooting Date/Time 29 August 2007 21:16:56 / Tv( Shutter Speed ) 1/200 / Av( Aperture Value ) 9.0 / ISO Speed 400 / Lens EF28-135mm f/3.5-5.6 IS USM / Focal Length 28.0 mm Currently with 1497+ Views /
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Actually called the Cheltenham Badlands, this area of exposed and eroded red stone lies near Caledon, Ontario. The reddish coloured stone and brilliant reds and golds of the autumn leaves make for a sharp contrast with the bright blue sky. Purchase royalty-free license for this image at Clustershot
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E malama ‘ia na pono o ka ‘aina e na ‘opio / Hawaiian Translation: / The traditions of the land are perpetuated by its youth From my collection: / Napo’o ‘ana o ka la / These beautiful colours are created by Vog, atmospheric conditions from volcanic activity on the Big Island which affects Maui. / Sunset Ho’okipa Maui Hawai’i / Currently with 1459+ Views The West Maui, Mauna Kahalewai and Hale Mahina mountains are older than Haleakala – more eroded, lush, and alive. Mauna Kahalewai mountains of West Maui are sacred and known to Kanaka Maoli (indigenous Hawaiians) as a legendary place of the past, what is known as Wahi Pani according to Kupuna Charles Kauluwehi Maxwell. The highest peak of these mountains is Pu’u Kukui at 5,788 feet. ‘Iao Valley is the most famous valley of this mountain range visible in this image shrouded by dense cloud cover at the far left on the horizon. Kahakuloa is on the right and the island of Moloka’i is on the horizon on the right shrouded in dense cloud cover. “Vog is a portmanteau of the words “volcanic” and “smog,” and a volcanic smog is formed when sulfur dioxide and other gases emitted by an erupting volcano mix with oxygen and moisture in the presence of sunlight. The term is most often applied to the island of Hawaiʻi, where the Kīlauea volcano has been erupting continuously since 1983. Kīlauea emits an estimated 2,000 tons of vog every day. Vog is a volcanic mixture that includes gases and aerosols which react with oxygen, moisture, and sunlight.” Here is an interesting story in the New York Times just one week after I took this photograph Information from the Hawaiian Volcano Observatory Hawaiian Vog: Where There’s Smoke – There is Something Brewing Copyright 2009 – 2010 © Sharon Mau / My images do not belong to the public domain. Reproduction is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved Beautiful Art and Greeting Cards For Sale ~ Shop securely and view my collection here Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi / Ho’okipa Beach is a beautiful beach park near Pa’ia on the north shore of Maui. “Ho‘okipa Beach Park is located on the north shore of Maui, Hawai’i. It is perhaps the most renowned windsurfing site in the world, The waves here are largest during the winter, and break across a system of reefs that extend across the bay. During the summer the waves are smaller. Ho’okipa is ideal for windsurfing because of its large well-shaped waves and strong winds. The name Ho‘okipa means “hospitality” in Hawaiian. While ever-present strong winds and powerful currents do not make the beach a place for beginners, experienced surfers and windsurfers continually flock to Ho’okipa for both recreation and windsurfing competitions. There are four distinct surf breaks at Ho’okipa. Pavilions is the break furthest east, off the lookout parking. West from it, facing the main parking, is Middles break. Usually these are both left to surfers. The area between the two, which catches fewer breaking sets, is sometimes referred to as Girlie Bowl or Green Trees. Next further west, facing the lifeguard tower and the narrow sand beach launch, is H‘Poko or Point. It is the most popular break for windsurfing, and generally breaks as a right. With the prevailing trade wind direction being east to east-north-east, this is most frequently down-the-line sailing on starboard tack (wind from right when standing on the beach). Yet further west, past the rocky point, is Lanes, which generally breaks as a left. Under relatively rare conditions, known as Kona, the prevailing winds become southwest, and Lanes is ridden down-the-line on Port tack (wind from left when standing on the beach). This only occurs a few days out of every year. Ho’okipa Beach is occasionally a tourist attraction in the winter time because of spectacularly large surf. In the afternoon on 15 December 2004, for example, many tourists visited the beach to see waves as large as 30 feet pound the shore. This year on 08 December 2009 the waves were over 30 feet and the surf so rough the beach was closed. Officials warn visitors to stay away from the water, as the surf may be very deadly. Despite this, Ho’okipa is not an ideal site for true big-wave riding, as the waves close out when their faces approach about 25 feet. During such episodes, other deep-water breaks offer more rideable waves, an example of which is Jaws, offshore Pe’ahi, Maui, which is a very short drive from Ho’okipa. Information Source: Wikipedia with some of my own additional information. My images do not belong to the public domain and may not be reproduced, copied, downloaded or distributed in any manner whatsoever without my express written authorization.
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Ho’okalakapua Napo’o ana o ka la Ulupalakua / Hawaiian translation: Supernatural Sunset Ulupalakua Jacob and I watched this spectacular sunset from Ulupalakua with the brilliant light casting Kaho’olawe Island, Molokini and the Makena coast in scarlet reds and a beautiful golden glow. Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Universewide “I sat down looking upward / and listening to the stars, / each one glowing bright, / winking secrets in a spectral code, / a language of pure vibration. / One red-pink star said to me: ‘Everything is alright. / Follow the directives of your heart and / for a roadmap, use your dreams. / Though at times / you may feel doubt and fear, / you may hide your beauty, / forget your knowledge, / and question your ability, / know in this moment / as I kiss you with light / sent across a thousand million galaxies of time, / that you have been and forever shall be / wise, ancient and brilliant” ~ poetry excerpt © Juliet Jade Chi 2007 Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi / Shooting Date/Time 30 Januali 2009 20:14:32 / Shutter Speed 1/125 Aperture 7.1 ISO 100 / Lens EF28-135mm f/3.5-5.6 IS USM
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