Altered Perspective…. ?

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The world looks a bit odd in December, don’t you think?  The newly bare landscape can sometimes surprise and delight us.

Here are just a few clics I captured earlier this week.

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Can you figure out what you’re seeing?

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“Heresy is the eternal dawn, the morning star,

the glittering herald of the day.

Heresy is the last and best thought.

It is the perpetual New World, the unknown sea,

toward which the brave all sail.

It is the eternal horizon of progress.

Heresy extends the hospitalities of the brain to a new thought.

Heresy is a cradle; orthodoxy, a coffin.”

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Robert G. Ingersoll

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“Watching the infinite horizons gives you infinite dreams,

infinite ideas, infinite paths!

Choose a great target

and then you will see that great instruments will appear

for you to reach that target!”


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Mehmet Murat ildan

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“In the most surreal, the most joyful,

the most beautiful, the most intense,

the most alive moments of life,

you are absorbed into the horizon

which is at its most invisible,

elusive, perfect blend of sky and sea.”

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Connie Kerbs

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For the Daily Post’s

Weekly Photo Challenge:  New Horizon

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Photos by Woodland Gnome 2016

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Juxtaposition

Juxtaposition:  noun  An act or instance of placing close together or side by side, especially for comparison or contrast. Here, where river meets the shore, we find water, Earth, ice, air, light and shadow converging in a single moment. An ancient Cypress stump, no longer living and growing itself, still harbors the lives of barnacles … Continue reading

Cypress

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All things are constantly changing. 

Gardeners both take this change in hand to guide it along; and also observe how nature keeps the world constantly changing around us from moment to moment.

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Some changes please us, others don’t.  Our opinion is rarely asked.

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These ancient cypress trees probably sprouted here on the bank of the James River over a century ago; their roots still deeply embedded in the sand.

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Wind and tides try to move them from time to time, but their hard, heavy wood has withstood years of weathering, and will lie here many more.

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These trees are a touchstone for the changing light of day; the changing seasons of the year; the changing contours of the bank carved by the wind and tides.

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This week icicles grew on their roots, and their wood was glazed in ice reflecting the morning sun.

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Trees of great beauty, in all its stages of life; and now in all stages of decay.

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Cypress trees, and a reminder of the permanence of change.

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Photos by Woodland Gnome 2014

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We cling to our own point of view, as though everything depended on it.

Yet our opinions have no permanence; like autumn and winter, they gradually pass away.

Zhuangzi

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