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I love photography. I love the challenges of finding people and places that make interesting pictures. I love telling a story with photos. I love the thrill of overcoming adversity and obstacles, even danger (ie: standing in icy water up to my thighs, tangling with barbed wire, running from angry animals, risking being hit by moving vehicles or machines, nearly drowning, almost being electrocuted, dodging bottles thrown by drunks) to get that perfect shot which captures something amazing.....a moment, a look, a feeling, an idea, a small detail or commonplace event which most people are marginally aware of but never REALLY take a good look at and appreciate for what it is. I go places off the beaten track that no one else thinks of visiting, and take photos that no one else has taken of those places....hidden gems. Most of all, I love sharing the world and what I see in it WITH the rest of the world. Have a look and tell me what you think, or how it makes you feel. If you are looking for a specific image for use in publishing or print and want to use any of my images, please contact me and leave a message, so we can make arrangements. Cheers-

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What a beautiful place. Great shot.

Coppicing is an ancient traditional way of managing woodlands and maintaining a sustainable source of wood for building and making fires, etc. The way trees are coppiced now is a variation of the old "woodbank" way of doing it. The older or dead branches are cut from the trees to promote new growth, and the dead branches are laid in a circle around the tree, to build up a barrier against cattle and deer who eat the new green shoots.Some of the deanfences are several feet high and very tricky to circumvent. To learn more copy and paste this link:

This is Gog,an English Oak that is roughly 1,000 years old. It is a massive tree and my photos do not do it justice;a person standing next to the trunk is easily dwarfed by its size. The clearing around this tree contains blackberry thicket loaded with berries in late summer,and another giant ancient oak called Magog. Gog and Magog were the ancient guardians of the city of London, and were revered by the britonnic tribes. Magog(the oak tree)is unfortunately now a deceased but still stands.Some of its branches have since been removed for safety reasons, and left beneath Gog. I counted over 150 annual rings on one end of a branch that had been cut off of Magog. This is a very quiet, off the beaten path,special place. Gog and Magog stand guard over the southern part of the forest here,and it is even more sacred because of their presence.

.....LIKE+FAVORIT...... Fantastic shot and wonderful colors. Best regards, Moni

Thanks (danke) for the kind remark. The water was not so bad, as it was summer, but getting to it was a challenge and very slippery!

Just a stone. No official indication as to where or what stone was an alter.

from Wikipedia: The École Militaire is a vast complex of buildings housing various military training facilities located in the 7th arrondissement of Paris, France, southeast of the Champ de Mars. It was founded by Louis XV in 1750 on the basis of a proposal of the financier Joseph Pâris (known as Duverney) with the support of Madame de Pompadour, with the aim of creating an academic college for cadet officers from poor families. It was designed by Ange-Jacques Gabriel, and construction began in 1752 on the grounds of the farm of Grenelle, but the school did not open until 1760. The Comte de Saint-Germain reorganised it in 1777 under the name of the École des Cadets-gentilshommes (School of Young Gentlemen), which accepted the young Napoleon Bonaparte in 1784. He graduated from this school in only one year instead of two. It now hosts:

The Collège interarmées de défense (Joint Defence College), and The Institut des hautes études de défense nationale (IHEDN) (Institute of High Studies of National Defence)

All the tourists love it and it has become a symbol around the world for the city of Paris. What do the locals think? They hate it and thik it is an eyesore not in keeping with the otherwise classical French architecture of the city.

Indeed! It feels like that in the deeper parts of the forest where few people wander. There is an ancient Oak tree there that two adults cannot reach around to each others fingertips it is so big and so old!



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