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  • Gazing upon the serene landscape of Winter's Haven on the Water, one's eyes are treated to a picturesque panorama of the 1000 Islands region in Ontario, Canada. A light dusting of fresh snow delicately adorns the trees, bestowing upon them an ethereal quality as they stand sentinel over the quiet water. The expansive vista captures the essence of a winter's day, where the peacefulness of the season gently enfolds the natural world.<br />
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The aerial perspective offers a unique vantage point, revealing the impressive scale and beauty of this winter wonderland. The water, tinged with subtle shades of green and blue, provides a striking contrast to the snow-covered trees, creating a harmonious interplay between land and water. As the scene stretches out before the viewer, the composition skillfully balances the tranquility of the landscape with the dynamic interaction between the elements.<br />
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Photographed by Duncan Rawlinson, Winter's Haven on the Water is a compelling snapshot of the 1000 Islands region in its winter splendor. The image is a striking reminder of nature's ability to astound and inspire, even in the coldest and most challenging of seasons.<br />
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  • http://Duncan.co/man-in-a-kayak-2
    Man In A Kayak 2
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    Man In A Kayak
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    Beams Of Light Through Morning Fog
  • A breathtaking scene unfolds as the first snow of the season gently blankets the Niddery Islands in Thousand Islands, Ontario, Canada. The once green islands are now transformed into a serene, snow-covered oasis surrounded by the tranquil, teal-blue waters. The fresh coat of snow clings to every branch and leaf, creating a pristine, untouched landscape. The crisp air and wintry silence set the perfect backdrop for this idyllic Canadian winter scene, capturing the beauty of nature as it transitions into a new season. The azure waters contrast with the snow-laden foliage, adding a pop of color to the otherwise monochromatic image. The Niddery Islands serve as a snow-kissed retreat, embodying the stillness and serenity that only the first snowfall can bring.<br />
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  • A pristine blanket of snow transforms Otis and White's Island in the Thousand Islands of Ontario, Canada, into a serene and peaceful escape. The St. Lawrence River's cold waters remain unfrozen, providing a stark contrast to the snow-covered landscape. In this aerial view, a solitary white cottage stands out against the backdrop of untouched wintry scenery. The surrounding islands, adorned with trees, showcase the beauty of nature and the crisp, fresh snow. This moment captures the quietude between tourist seasons when the hush of snowfall creates a tranquil atmosphere throughout the region.<br />
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  • In this striking black and white photograph, the edge of a tranquil forest meets the placid surface of a pond, offering a glimpse into the unspoiled beauty of the Thousand Islands region in Ontario, Canada. A fresh layer of snow graces the branches, adding a sense of serenity and quietude to the scene.<br />
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The subtle elegance of the landscape is highlighted by the gentle contrast between the snow-covered branches and the still water, where reflections of the wintry woodland create a sense of depth and tranquility. As the first snow of the season frosts the landscape, the scene exudes an ethereal and timeless quality, inviting the viewer to step into nature's embrace.<br />
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The photograph, taken by Duncan Rawlinson, encapsulates the essence of a Canadian winter in its purest form. The image is a testament to the beauty that can be found in the quiet moments of nature, showcasing the pristine purity and stillness that comes with a fresh snowfall in the woods.<br />
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  • This photograph captures a mink in the midst of a successful hunt, scurrying along a large smooth rock with a freshly caught crayfish in its mouth. The mink, known for its agility and speed, showcases its prowess as a hunter in the coastal environment. The crayfish, held firmly by the mink's strong jaws, is a testament to the mink's skills in navigating the marine food chain. As the mink carries its prized catch to a safe location for consumption, the photo highlights the constant struggle for survival in the natural world, where predator and prey play their roles in maintaining the delicate balance of life. The photograph is a striking glimpse into the everyday life of these fascinating creatures in their natural habitat along the shoreline of the Thousand Islands region in Ontario, Canada.<br />
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    Silver Lake Stream
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    Morning Dew On Grass
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    Ice Breaking Up Into Small Pieces
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    Fallen Tree In Stream
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    Common Loon Wings
  • This aerial photograph captures a misty morning in the Thousand Islands in Ontario, Canada. The fog gently embraces Huckleberry Island, Georgina Island, Sunset Island, and the Canadian side of the Thousand Islands Bridge, creating an ethereal and tranquil atmosphere. The calm, glass-like water reflects the hazy surroundings as the freshness of spring envelops the landscape, bringing an air of renewal and serenity to the scene.<br />
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  • ATABEY by NiNo<br />
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ATABEY is the supreme goddess of the Taínos, the native tribes who inhabited the Caribbean islands, mostly in Puerto Rico. She is worshiped as the deity of fresh water, representing the Earth Spirit, Divine Mother. Their God was female.<br />
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We chose to honor ATABEY’s symbolism with a fish coming up for air on the Playa in order to bring attention to the state of the Earth and the dire consequences of today’s dominant world views, those that are legacies of colonization’s victors. ATABEY’s legacy is to respect our waters and land.<br />
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URL: https://www.facebook.com/atabeystreasure/<br />
Contact: mucaro@leaveittonino.com
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  • ATABEY by NiNo<br />
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ATABEY is the supreme goddess of the Taínos, the native tribes who inhabited the Caribbean islands, mostly in Puerto Rico. She is worshiped as the deity of fresh water, representing the Earth Spirit, Divine Mother. Their God was female.<br />
<br />
We chose to honor ATABEY’s symbolism with a fish coming up for air on the Playa in order to bring attention to the state of the Earth and the dire consequences of today’s dominant world views, those that are legacies of colonization’s victors. ATABEY’s legacy is to respect our waters and land.<br />
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URL: https://www.facebook.com/atabeystreasure/<br />
Contact: mucaro@leaveittonino.com
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    Ripples And Sand
  • Mazu Goddess of the Empty Sea Burn from: New Xishi City, Taiwan year: 2015<br />
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You walk through the dust and heat of day, beyond the heart of the city, and from the haze before you emerges a shape that is both plant and place, flower and temple, both open and contained. No fence keeps you out, but one hundred and eight lanterns mark out the space, like a fairy ring in the forest, like the hundred and eight beads of the Buddhist rosary.<br />
<br />
Through the archway you walk. Up the long, low steps, the muffled sound of your tread meets the familiar clunk of wood; the music of a seaside pier rises from the dust, invoking the sense of some long lost place where water once stretched out to kiss the horizon. Below, the improbable sounds of water and the briefest hints of ocean blue tickle the imagination. From above, eight dragons of fire and steel peer down, watching you, or look out into the distance, waiting.<br />
<br />
And again, the thing that is neither quite plant nor place seems to hover at the edge of defining, the green rooftop like a lily pad, the great lotus rising up out of the dried mud and the memory of water, each petal big enough to sleep in, open out from this improbable tree, this pillar of memories.<br />
<br />
Inside, past and present blend and dance together. Old rites and new technologies bring fresh form to venerable, ancient practices. There is hidden circuitry here: casting the moon blocks reveals the will of the gods in a panoply of color and light. The breath of dragons explodes outward in answer to prayer. The goddess herself has been known to appear, if the moment is right.<br />
<br />
You leave the temple, clutching message and map, and the sound of music finds your ears. Drums, gongs and shouting voices emerge from fantastical shapes, finned and spiny, nautilus-headed dancers and demons with a thousand eyes walk out of the dust, beckoning you to join them. You wonder, for a moment, if you are in fact in a desert, or in the memories of an ancient ocean, seeing the dreams of the sea
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  • Mazu Goddess of the Empty Sea Burn from: New Xishi City, Taiwan year: 2015<br />
<br />
You walk through the dust and heat of day, beyond the heart of the city, and from the haze before you emerges a shape that is both plant and place, flower and temple, both open and contained. No fence keeps you out, but one hundred and eight lanterns mark out the space, like a fairy ring in the forest, like the hundred and eight beads of the Buddhist rosary.<br />
<br />
Through the archway you walk. Up the long, low steps, the muffled sound of your tread meets the familiar clunk of wood; the music of a seaside pier rises from the dust, invoking the sense of some long lost place where water once stretched out to kiss the horizon. Below, the improbable sounds of water and the briefest hints of ocean blue tickle the imagination. From above, eight dragons of fire and steel peer down, watching you, or look out into the distance, waiting.<br />
<br />
And again, the thing that is neither quite plant nor place seems to hover at the edge of defining, the green rooftop like a lily pad, the great lotus rising up out of the dried mud and the memory of water, each petal big enough to sleep in, open out from this improbable tree, this pillar of memories.<br />
<br />
Inside, past and present blend and dance together. Old rites and new technologies bring fresh form to venerable, ancient practices. There is hidden circuitry here: casting the moon blocks reveals the will of the gods in a panoply of color and light. The breath of dragons explodes outward in answer to prayer. The goddess herself has been known to appear, if the moment is right.<br />
<br />
You leave the temple, clutching message and map, and the sound of music finds your ears. Drums, gongs and shouting voices emerge from fantastical shapes, finned and spiny, nautilus-headed dancers and demons with a thousand eyes walk out of the dust, beckoning you to join them. You wonder, for a moment, if you are in fact in a desert, or in the memories of an ancient ocean, seeing the dreams of the sea
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  • Mazu Goddess of the Empty Sea Burn from: New Xishi City, Taiwan year: 2015<br />
<br />
You walk through the dust and heat of day, beyond the heart of the city, and from the haze before you emerges a shape that is both plant and place, flower and temple, both open and contained. No fence keeps you out, but one hundred and eight lanterns mark out the space, like a fairy ring in the forest, like the hundred and eight beads of the Buddhist rosary.<br />
<br />
Through the archway you walk. Up the long, low steps, the muffled sound of your tread meets the familiar clunk of wood; the music of a seaside pier rises from the dust, invoking the sense of some long lost place where water once stretched out to kiss the horizon. Below, the improbable sounds of water and the briefest hints of ocean blue tickle the imagination. From above, eight dragons of fire and steel peer down, watching you, or look out into the distance, waiting.<br />
<br />
And again, the thing that is neither quite plant nor place seems to hover at the edge of defining, the green rooftop like a lily pad, the great lotus rising up out of the dried mud and the memory of water, each petal big enough to sleep in, open out from this improbable tree, this pillar of memories.<br />
<br />
Inside, past and present blend and dance together. Old rites and new technologies bring fresh form to venerable, ancient practices. There is hidden circuitry here: casting the moon blocks reveals the will of the gods in a panoply of color and light. The breath of dragons explodes outward in answer to prayer. The goddess herself has been known to appear, if the moment is right.<br />
<br />
You leave the temple, clutching message and map, and the sound of music finds your ears. Drums, gongs and shouting voices emerge from fantastical shapes, finned and spiny, nautilus-headed dancers and demons with a thousand eyes walk out of the dust, beckoning you to join them. You wonder, for a moment, if you are in fact in a desert, or in the memories of an ancient ocean, seeing the dreams of the sea
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  • Mazu Goddess of the Empty Sea from: New Xishi City, Taiwan year: 2015<br />
<br />
You walk through the dust and heat of day, beyond the heart of the city, and from the haze before you emerges a shape that is both plant and place, flower and temple, both open and contained. No fence keeps you out, but one hundred and eight lanterns mark out the space, like a fairy ring in the forest, like the hundred and eight beads of the Buddhist rosary.<br />
<br />
Through the archway you walk. Up the long, low steps, the muffled sound of your tread meets the familiar clunk of wood; the music of a seaside pier rises from the dust, invoking the sense of some long lost place where water once stretched out to kiss the horizon. Below, the improbable sounds of water and the briefest hints of ocean blue tickle the imagination. From above, eight dragons of fire and steel peer down, watching you, or look out into the distance, waiting.<br />
<br />
And again, the thing that is neither quite plant nor place seems to hover at the edge of defining, the green rooftop like a lily pad, the great lotus rising up out of the dried mud and the memory of water, each petal big enough to sleep in, open out from this improbable tree, this pillar of memories.<br />
<br />
Inside, past and present blend and dance together. Old rites and new technologies bring fresh form to venerable, ancient practices. There is hidden circuitry here: casting the moon blocks reveals the will of the gods in a panoply of color and light. The breath of dragons explodes outward in answer to prayer. The goddess herself has been known to appear, if the moment is right.<br />
<br />
You leave the temple, clutching message and map, and the sound of music finds your ears. Drums, gongs and shouting voices emerge from fantastical shapes, finned and spiny, nautilus-headed dancers and demons with a thousand eyes walk out of the dust, beckoning you to join them. You wonder, for a moment, if you are in fact in a desert, or in the memories of an ancient ocean, seeing the dreams of the sea floor
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  • Mazu Goddess of the Empty Sea Burn from: New Xishi City, Taiwan year: 2015<br />
<br />
You walk through the dust and heat of day, beyond the heart of the city, and from the haze before you emerges a shape that is both plant and place, flower and temple, both open and contained. No fence keeps you out, but one hundred and eight lanterns mark out the space, like a fairy ring in the forest, like the hundred and eight beads of the Buddhist rosary.<br />
<br />
Through the archway you walk. Up the long, low steps, the muffled sound of your tread meets the familiar clunk of wood; the music of a seaside pier rises from the dust, invoking the sense of some long lost place where water once stretched out to kiss the horizon. Below, the improbable sounds of water and the briefest hints of ocean blue tickle the imagination. From above, eight dragons of fire and steel peer down, watching you, or look out into the distance, waiting.<br />
<br />
And again, the thing that is neither quite plant nor place seems to hover at the edge of defining, the green rooftop like a lily pad, the great lotus rising up out of the dried mud and the memory of water, each petal big enough to sleep in, open out from this improbable tree, this pillar of memories.<br />
<br />
Inside, past and present blend and dance together. Old rites and new technologies bring fresh form to venerable, ancient practices. There is hidden circuitry here: casting the moon blocks reveals the will of the gods in a panoply of color and light. The breath of dragons explodes outward in answer to prayer. The goddess herself has been known to appear, if the moment is right.<br />
<br />
You leave the temple, clutching message and map, and the sound of music finds your ears. Drums, gongs and shouting voices emerge from fantastical shapes, finned and spiny, nautilus-headed dancers and demons with a thousand eyes walk out of the dust, beckoning you to join them. You wonder, for a moment, if you are in fact in a desert, or in the memories of an ancient ocean, seeing the dreams of the sea
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