Fleet
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A beautiful thought / just occured to me… only to be gone / before I could / lock it in / my memory. Now it’s free / for the taker… only if you could / see it and / catch it / / It would be such a pity to leave without a comment. Like it? Say so. Don’t like it? Say so too! With a bang, if that fits your style. I’d rather leave a negative impression (on someone) than nothing at all. So, please go ahead, leave a note and make my day! Thank you from the heart my friend. / / / / . / Please view also my other work.. / / Thank you for visiting.
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pen drawing
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A poster version I hope to use in a calendar
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Anthony Boy’s Magical Voyage / By Joyce Dickens It was growing darker by the hour and yet the day was still very young. A storm was brewing out to sea and it was growing quite clear that Monterey Bay was no place to be. / The waves were growing taller and very wild; the smell of salt and sulphur filled the air. The clouds were strangely different today; the sky was taking on a reddish tint and bursts of lightning every now and then were a definite warning that this was no place to play and yet, Anthony Boy had a strange feeling about today; a feeling of excitement and anticipation. Anthony Boy has been on dry land, on display at the Monterey Boat Works for many years; only he and a few other retired boats from the old fishing fleet know the secret, the untold story of what really takes place when one of these “magical storms” comes to the Bay. No one really knows how it happens, but some of the older fishermen talk very secretly amongst themselves; it’s been said that if the incoming storms come from a very distant and magical place, they will bring with them some form of mystical power. This power breathes life into the old and retired fleet, one by one; though it is short-lived, it is a memory that each retired fishing boat will hold in their heart forever. Anthony Boy could feel it in the air; he was excited and felt sure that tonight it would be his turn to once again cruise across the bay, waves lapping on his deck, the salty air breathing life into him, and he standing tall in the moonlight and storm clouds, would once again be so very proud. Hours had come and gone, and Anthony Boy’s excitement was rapidly growing; he was ready. It was evening now and very dark; the storm had arrived. The sky was full of electricity, and the wind was so strong that all of the people in the area had gone to their homes; this was going to be a bad one. A huge bolt of lightning struck nearby and took out the power; things were getting blown here and there. The smell of sulphur was very strong now; this went on for hours it seemed to Anthony who was by now very impatient, when suddenly there was a stillness that he couldn’t describe. Knowing he had never felt this before, he was beginning to feel a bit unsure if he really wanted this to be “his storm” or not. He took a deep breath and remained motionless and at that very instant something happened; the framework that was supporting Anthony Boy, just flew apart, even though the wind had completely stopped. Anthony felt that he was in motion, but he was afraid to look; suddenly he felt something that he hadn’t felt for years – the cool salt water lapping around him, dancing on his bow and caressing his stern. The wind began to blow again, just enough to push Anthony proudly across the water; he was so happy, and he just beamed from head to toe as he slowly and quietly made his way to all of his favorite fishing spots. Finally, it was nearly dawn by now, and Anthony headed back to the breakwater where he was greeted by many of his old “fleet” friends who wanted to hear all the details of Anthony Boy’s Magical Voyage. It was a night made in heaven for Anthony, but it was soon over and the storm was passing; Anthony found himself back in his supporting framework and back on display at the boat works. This was a night that he would always cherish and remember. From this day on, Anthony Boy was so proud to greet all of the tourists that came from near and far to see him and his famous Monterey Bay on the California coast. The next time one of these powerful storms come to Port, it will be another retired fishing boat’s turn to once again cruise the Bay and Anthony will know the secret, and be so proud and happy that the others in the retired fleet will get their chance to make the Magical Voyage. / / ___ / All The Materials Contained May Not Be Reproduced, Copied, Edited, Published, Transmitted Or Uploaded In Any Way Without My Permission. My Images Do Not Belong To The Public Domain. © 2008Joyce Dickens: Using my images for any purpose and in any way, without prior permission, may lead to legal action!
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NZ’s North Island is currently being lashed by one of the most severe storms that it has had in the last 10 – 15 years. The winds are forecast to be 120+Kms, seas with a 7 – 9 meter swell and torrential rains. The water in the harbour is currently brown from all the run off out of the local culvets, streams and rivers. So the local trawler fleet has came in and taken what shelter they can, where ever they can. This lot has taken haven in Whangarei harbour. If you look in the background you will see that even the tugs have come up harbour and tied up, in fact some of the smaller tugs are off to the side on hardstand in cradles.
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I’ve been wanting to write a story about finding Time, and I always pictured Time as being an hourglass guarded by butterflies. Made in Apophysis and Photoshop.
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Fishing Boats, Trapani, Sicily
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Let nothing trouble you . . . let nothing frighten you . . .
by Bonnie Taylor BarryUS$4.28–US$114.00
This profound quotation is commonly called St. Teresa’s Bookmark as it was found tucked into one of the great saint’s books. St. Teresa of Avila was a Carmelite nun who lived in Spain and was a great mystic and prolific spiritual writer. I created this image today for three people: for Barbara and Jerry, my mother’s neighbors who lost their home in a fire yesterday. All of their worldly possessions were destroyed in about thirty minutes. Barbara ran out of the house with her purse, her robe and house slippers, and the cup of coffee she was holding when smoke billowed everywhere. The other person I created this for is a friend, Brenda, who emailed me to say she was feeling low and needed a word of encouragement. I thought that these three people who are deeply troubled would be comforted by these words of enduring wisdom and truth. Maybe someone else needs to hear them, too. God help us all to remember that he alone suffices and he alone is unchanging and dependable.
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Lucky to capture this bird visit our cherry tree, only stayed for a few seconds then off again.
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How can something that burns so brightly / be gone with just a breath? / A shiny light in the nighttime skies / to meet its cosmic death? / The sweetest smile on the sunniest day / to be darkened by the clouds / The gentlest soul to grace this earth / to be so quickly wrapt in shrouds? / It’s the saddest question we mortals ask / when faced with something ephemeral / and the brighter you burn the faster you return / to the cosmos infinite, inevitable.
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The Photographer
by Deri DorityIn a magical moment between night and day, / there is a special place and time. / The time between seconds, / when light and dark both h…
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A different, reflective view of the 2007 Sydney to Hobart yacht fleet.
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The Docks
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Click here to add me to your watch list. / .................................. / Portrait session with Sandy and Mark. It was sooooo cold that day. / This was taken above the private Officers Club, “The Crow’s Nest” in Downtown St. John’s.
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FLEETING GLIMPSE
by Ushna SardarI don’t understand that apprehensiveness / don’t understand that classification / don’t understand that faith and credulity / *It’s be…
Its another collabration With my RB friend Neil Johnson! / Please see the pic “Beyond” on RB
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Geometric digital abstract. Time goes by so fast. These are the little joys in life, that pass by way too quickly – the fleeting moments.
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Photography and manipulation by Leena Hedman
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During the birth of the new system The Living Planet the nearest neighbor put their fleet on alert at the edge of their system as they were unsure due to all the energy beign bantered about in the newest system. Normally a peaceful but highly protective of their system. Now that they see that the Living Planet is not trying to invade thier space they have place a recall to all their ships. part of the Living Planet series
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Here we see part of the fleet returning from a remot part of their system through a worm hole. part of the Living planet series
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