Country fence 

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  • Old deserted Irish Farm. Very overgrown with major decay having set in. This has an old glass plate photographic effect.

  • Another working day ends in country Australia.

  • Ranch fence in California, USA. North of Los Angeles about 100 miles, in the Tehachapi mountains.

  • Watch the Video HERE When this began / I had nothing to say / And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me / I was confused / and I let it all out to find / That I’m not the only person with these things in mind / Inside of me / but all the vacancy the words revealed / Is the only real thing that I’ve got left to feel / Nothing to lose, / just stuck hollow and alone / And the fault is my own and the fault is my own I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real / I wanna let go of the pain I’ve held so long / Erase all the pain till it’s gone / I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real / I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along / Somewhere I belong And I’ve got nothing to say / I can’t believe I didn’t fall right down on my face / I was confused, / looking everywhere only to find / That it’s not the way I had imagined it all in my mind / So what am I, / what do I have but negativity / Cause I can’t justify the way everyone is looking at me / Nothing to lose, / nothing to gain, hollow and alone / And the fault is my own and the fault is my own I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real / I wanna let go of the pain I’ve held so long / Erase all the pain till it’s gone / I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real / I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along / Somewhere I belong I will never know myself until I do this on my own / And I will never feel anything else until my wounds are healed / I will never be anything till I break away from me / I will break away, I’ll find myself today I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real / I wanna let go of the pain I’ve held so long / Erase all the pain till it’s gone / I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real / I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along / Somewhere I belong I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I´m / Somewhere I belong / I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I´m / Somewhere I belong / Somewhere I belong Linkin Park

  • Just for the record.. it was my birthday yesterday.. :)

  • Watch the Video here Feel it falling off like clothing / Taste it rolling on your tongue / See the lights above you glowing / Oh and breathe them deep into your lungs It was always simple, not hidden hard / You’ve been pulling at the strings playing puppeteer for kings / And you’ve had enough But the search ends here / Where the night is totally clear / And your heart is fierce / So now you finally know that you control where you go / You can steer So hold this feeling like a newborn / Of freedom surging through your veins / You have opened up a new door / So bring on the wind, fire and rain It was always simple, not hidden hard / You’ve been played at a game called remembering your name / And you stuffed it up But the search ends here / Where the night is totally clear / And your heart is fierce / So now you finally know that you control where you go / You can steer ‘Cos you’ve been listening for answers / But the city screams and all your dreams go unheard But the search ends here / Where the night is totally clear / And your heart is fierce / So now you finally know that you control where you go / You can steer / Year get out of the box and step into the clear / ‘Cos now you finally know you can steer Missy Higgins

  • I don’t usually do IR shots with people or animals, but this horse was kind enough to stay still for me for 2 seconds. ......................................................................................................... Bored in a stable with nothing to do. / We make a game of throwing our shoes. / Lead me to water, but not to the track. / Show me a saddle and I’ll say, “Hey get off my back.” / All in favor (all in favor) say “Nay!” / We like the flavor of (we like the flavor of) hay. / We’re gonna graze all of our days. / Until they take us away and turn us into glue. / Like Mr. Ed always said… May the horse be with you. May the horse be with you. / May the Horse be with you everyday. / I trot by the fillies (they like me of course). / They all dig my band (yea I’m a rocking horse). / You gotta take off your spurs to ride me you know. / If you want me to stop then yell out “Whoa”. / All in favor (all in favor) say “Nay!” / We like the flavor of (we like the flavor of) ha / .............................. (“May The Horse Be With You” by Relient K) / / / / /

  • Australian Outback scene 2007. Water shortage is more and more visible.

  • A lush green meadow and an old barn near Jallama, CA. —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- http://www.redbubble.com/products/configure/1102607

  • A pic I took in June of country landscape- barn, dark sky, etc., after a huge, wonderful thunderstorm.

  • / Greenvale,Victoria

  • Horse on a farm looking around the wooden fence

  • Grandma’s Home by Nicole Ryan There’s a place / where grandma sat / on the porch / with a rocking chair / a big heart / and a smile that didn’t care / if your shoes were wet / if you feet were muddy / if you face was dirty / and when you were hurting / she’d pick you up / and carry you inside / in her big arms / she’d sit you on the table / where you never ever could sit / otherwise / and she’d pat / and dab / and whisper / it’s o.k / it’s alright / with a bandaid / stuck on just right / and she’d send you back out / into the world / and you’d run with a limp / but you’d soon forget / about the pain / there were games / to be played. That house was always so warm. When Poppy died / Grandma still kept it warm / she let us do things / that he never did / and she never got upset / or said / “Don’t slam the damn door!” / she never ever said / anything less than love. That house was always so warm. The yard was big / and the trees were bigger / we’d climb / and dangle stars from the limbs / and bells from the twigs / and we’d play outside / at that time of day / when it wasn’t quite dark / when it wasn’t quite light / and we’d hide and seek / and squeel and get giddy / running around / through the bells and stars. We’d go to Grandma’s after school / and run toward the smell / of the hot cakes / of the love / of Grandma’s perfume / and we opened that front gate / with pride / and a sigh / because it always made that same noise / to let us know / we were at the right house / it was home. We knew everyone wanted to live there / because that house was always so warm. People would look and smile / and stop and take a flower from the front / sometimes / the kids would steal / pickets from the fence / and play / rah / rah / rah / all the way home / like pirates / and prisoners / and war men / having fun / when things weren’t serious / and days were long / but never long enough / I knew / that they were taking a picket / home to their parents / so that they could start building a house / just like Grandma’s; because that house was always so warm. © ryan

  • Meldon Quarry, on the edge of the Dartmoor National Park, Devon, UK Taken from close to the parking area at Meldon, this is a January view of South Down, near Okehampton, on an extraordinarily clear day. It is an image which had slipped into the wrong folder when I was sorting them in the new year. (103)

  • THANKS VERY MUCH FOR YOUR VIEWS FRIENDS! xx

  • Lost in Utah would have been a more apt title after the GPS affectionately known as “Dorothy” lead me to a graveyard instead of a lake lol. I discovered some gorgeous countryside along route. There is nothing better than getting lost :))

  • An infrared capture taken with a HOYA R72 filter. Topaz Adjust was used to give a slight HDR effect on the grass and fence.

  • Top Ten in “Natural Fog” challenge in Woman Photographer May 3, 2009. / Placed Third in the “Mist And Fog” Challenge in In Another World .. group March 5, 2009. / Featured in 100% February 13, 2009. / Featured in Rural Around the Globe January 17, 2009. / Featured in Americas ~ Rural, Urban, Free – Expressions of Artists January 17, 2009. / Featured in Natural color and light January 17, 2009. / Featured in Red Bubble “Featured WallArt and Greeting Cards” January 15, 2009. This image was taken at the same time and place as Morning but is slightly different in perspective and it does show a bit more of the road (for a current challenge). Taken on top of Blue Knob Mountain in Claysburg, PA with the Nikon D40x, using the 18-135mm lens on 9/20/08. Other than cloning off some dew drops, it’s pretty much as is from the camera.

  • I would Like to thank RavenSoul For letting me use her image Natures Power Thanks so much hope you like what I have done.

  • Taken at Hill End, Central Western NSW, Australia in Autumn. This is an older image of mine re-worked with textures. Canon 350D with 18-55mm kit lens.

  • Dawn on a cold Winter’s morning along the road to Buckley, a small farming community just West of Geelong. Pentax K20D Camera. – 1/8 Sec. @ f 27 ISO 200 / Edited in ACDSee Pro3. My Bubblesite showcases images in their categories.

  • I really do love this tree, found in alva Florida.. hoping to immortalize it in my way.. here I worked at trying to convey my love for time passing and making things more special and more beautiful .. as friends are.. :) from this one , clickable image to go to /

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