lori-rocks:

Yosemite Valley by Starlight (by Darvin Atkeson)

(Reblogged from lori-rocks)

nubbsgalore:

lightning illuminates an ash cloud that extends ten kilometres high in this june 5, 2011 eruption of puyehue volcano, near osorno in southern chile. known as a dirty thunderstorm, this phenomenon is yet to be explained by science, as the source of the lightning (or the specific mechanism by which particles of differing charges are separated in the ash cloud) continues to be debated.   

photos by (click pic) claudio santanaivan alvarado, francisco negroni and carlos gutierrez.  (see also: the eruption of japan’s sakurajima volcano and the eruptions in eyjafjallajokull, iceland

(Reblogged from infinity-imagined)

lori-rocks:

Full Moon with Part of Greece: The North Aegean islands , the Balkan Peninsula & the Black Sea (by Dreaming in the deep south)

(Reblogged from lori-rocks)
(Reblogged from kenyatta)

nubbsgalore:

aurora borealis over the april 2010 eruption of iceland’s eyjafjallajokull volcano, photographed by (click pic) ragnar th. sigurdsson, james appleton, mike herbertdavid martín castán and kristinn r. kristinsson

(Reblogged from nubbsgalore)
(Reblogged from infinity-imagined)
(Reblogged from infinity-imagined)
lomographicsociety:

Lomography Camera of the Day - Canon EOS 300

lomographicsociety:

Lomography Camera of the Day - Canon EOS 300

(Reblogged from lomographicsociety)
(Reblogged from infinity-imagined)

ponderation:

Iced Lake by Stefano Pozzi

(Reblogged from sleeplesswillows)

it was barely dawn and in a 1/2 asleep 1/2 awake state i could hear the garbage truck approaching. i jumped up and ran outside in my bare feet dodging as best i could the sharp rocks on the path toward the front of the house. i’d parked my car nearest the driveway on a road with barely enough room for the truck to move through. were the garbage bins accessible? would the driver be able to reach them? we couldn’t go a week without a garbage pickup. with great concern i asked the driver if the position of my car was impeding his work. i gently touched his bicep with the tip of my forefinger.
he quickly said it was okay and briskly walked toward his truck. a few large steps later he turned around as if what i’d said had sunk in. he looked at me and said, “thank you.” then got into his truck and moved onto the next house.
who was this man?
what had just happened?
why was i standing outside in my pajamas?
what had torn me from bed 1/2 awake fear vibrating within every cell of my body?
with the world so wacked, was it really about the garbage?
something i can’t explain happened.
involving giving and receiving
concern and appreciation.
and the world felt a little bit better
for it
a little better
than before.

:)

(Reblogged from slowlydrifting)

wish i could just write all of it. all of my life. then i wouldn’t carry it around with me. not big and heavy shit. i’m talking about the little interesting and odd things. the beautiful black woman sitting on her porch who grins at me from ear to ear when i deliver her mail. the skinny black woman who looks like she wants to kill me as i walk towards her mailbox. the medium sized dog who waits until i’m inside the gate and approaching the stairs before racing around the corner of the house intending to tear me to shreds. the dog who refuses to go inside until i’ve given it enough loves. the horn honkers. the hate throwers. the one’s who get it after i hand them something valuable that i’m not racist or a bigot or an asshole. i’m protecting their property with the same care as the next persons.

ponderation:

Mesquite Sand Dunes by Mathias Unterstein

ponderation:

Mesquite Sand Dunes by Mathias Unterstein

(Reblogged from thecalminside)

i love living on a whim once in awhile. today:
sleep. eat. sleep. write. eat. sleep. bake. eat. write. sleep.
movie.
sleep. sleep. sleep. sleep.

my life is usually much simpler:
work. eat. sleep.