Iglesia San Francisco, Granada, Nicaragua. With late afternoon lighting, the colors on this old church were warming up nicely. All colors here are earth tone. I used the stairway to lead your eye to the door. The stairway railings, pillars and doorway are wonderfully detailed in the warm lighting.
Lady Beautiful
She has a heart for love
With her ears she listens
Her lips will give you truth
Her name is lady beautiful
Her name is lady beautiful
Her name is lady beautiful…
With hands so gentle
She will soothe you
Her voice when she speaks
Is a voice with kindness
lady beautiful
lady beautiful
She is the love of my life
She is my wife
That great tree of life
That stands forever
She is like a rock
No matter the hour
On the old clock
She is lady beautiful
She is lady beautiful
She is lady beautiful
She is the love of my life
She is my wife
That great tree of life
That stands forever
Her name is lady beautiful
Her name is lady beautiful…
lady beautiful
lady beautiful
With the wind still blowing, the fire’s edge was approaching a gully. I used this clump of hard soil standing like a rock for my foreground. There by creating some depth.
The winds were blowing out the North yesterday at a brisk pace. The town of Jinotega, Nicaragua is nestled down in a valley surrounded by the mountains. This event occurred on the Eastern side of Jinotega on the mountain slopes.
It is a common practice that occurs every year in March to set fires to burn the vegetation. It is a very dry time of year as you can see by the color of the grass. No homes were burnt.
AS a photo opportunity I saw some potential. Grabbing my camera I headed to a small hill. Jinotega is infested with wires crisscrossing the streets. So being on the hill eliminated that problem. There is a gully running the side of the mountain here that gave some depth and a focal point. Three trees surrounded by smoke and fire on the edge of the gully add to the element of this composition. Then I added a few casa at the bottom to present a sense of danger. Will the wind shift to the East and send the fire roaring through the homes
The evening was late. The last of the sunlight fading away. A spot of light caught the tip of the cactus, Pitaya’s emerging flower.
The Pitaya is a very large crawling type of cactus. The flower very large. The fruit makes an excellent drink.
A medium-sized hummingbird, the species measures about 10 cm (3.9 in) and weighs around 5 g (0.18 oz).[2]
The upper parts are metallic bronze green while the underparts cinnamon, paler on the chin and upper throat, the wings are dark. Bill is red with a black tip.
The cinnamon hummingbird (Amazilia rutila) is a species of hummingbird in the family Trochilidae. It is found from northwestern Mexico to Costa Rica. Its natural habitats are subtropical or tropical dry forest, subtropical or tropical moist lowland forest, subtropical or tropical dry shrubland, and heavily degraded former forest.
The info taken from Wikipedia
One day I had the opportunity to photograph this little baby waiting for a parent to feed it in my garden. I was able to set up the camera and tripod within five feet of my little subject. The hummingbirds are use to me being around them. I used my 200 mm lens.
The lighting was good. I was able to achieve a high shutter speed for good stop action. It was a delightful six hours of observing and capturing the hummingbird doing its thing
Two Lonely People
There was a time
Not that long ago
We shared our love
Just two lonely people
Searching for that love
That we could never have
The passion was there
The fires were burning
But in time, in time
The fires became embers
Our passion soon cooled
Two lonely people
It was a cold wet day
We kissed one last time
We parted ways
Just two lonely people
To search forever
For that one love
That can never be found
Just two lonely people
There was a time
Not that long ago
We shared our love
Just two lonely people
Searching for that love
That we could never have
The passion was there
The fires were burning
Just two lonely people
Just two lonely people
Looking for that one love
Searching forever…
I caught this scene walking the streets of Jinotega. A pack horse tied up at edge of street. The horse owner having a chit-chat with a friend.
The Peñas Blancas Massif is part of the huge Bosawas Biosphere Reserve, which is the largest natural reserve in Central America.
I created a panoramic of this scene.
Pretty Lady
Pretty lady
Walk with me
Pretty lady
Talk to me
Pretty lady
Smile for me
Pretty lady
Hold my hand
Oh, Pretty lady
You got a way
That I will say
Do what you may
Pretty lady
Just be my lady
Let love unfold
Before we get old
Pretty lady
Just be my lady
Do what you may
Oh be my dream
Pretty lady
Bath me in your joy
Like a spring shower
You have the power
Pretty lady
Show me your heart
Wild and free
Then we will see
Pretty lady
Walk with me
Pretty lady
Talk to me
Pretty lady
Smile for me
Pretty lady
Hold my hand
Pretty lady
Hold my hand
Hold my hand…
