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Drift Away by catch---22 Drift Away by catch---22

Day after day I'm more confused.
Then I look for the light through the pourin' rain.
You know, that's a game, that I hate to lose.
I'm feelin' the strain, ain't it a shame?


Give me the beat girl and free my soul.
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.
Give me the beat girl and free my soul.
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.

Won't you take me away...


[link] uncle kracker
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The differences in color and texture are beautiful. I love how the wood grain contrasts so different from the water. The water actually does a great job of breaking up everything, it works as a buffer. The water works to break up the wood textures from the wood and the trees in the background. I love the colors in the water from the leafs they add a nice amount of depth to the photo.

Technical question though, is this an HDR photo? The dynamic range is stunning. If not this is still just beautiful

On a personal note, this is the kind of place where I could sit, relax and unwind everyday of the year. Beautiful photo.
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asratda Featured By Owner Jun 10, 2013
Wow, the photograph is so inviting, thank you Dennis for sharing ... :) :)
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jul 5, 2013  Professional Photographer
:)
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morningstarskid Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2013  Professional Artist
Sweet.......Ill be here,hanging out for a while man....:relax:

XD!!
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2013  Professional Photographer
enjoy!
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morningstarskid Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2013  Professional Artist
yep...yep... thnx brother!
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:iconcatch---22:
catch---22 Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2013  Professional Photographer
:peace:
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:iconmoremdm:
moreMDM Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
There's where I want to be....
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:iconcatch---22:
catch---22 Featured By Owner Feb 26, 2013  Professional Photographer
it's still cold there... give it a month ;)
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Sandrita-87 Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2013
Wonderful place.
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:iconcatch---22:
catch---22 Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2013  Professional Photographer
thank you!
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Enkased Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2013
this amazing work is featured here [link]
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:iconcatch---22:
catch---22 Featured By Owner Feb 3, 2013  Professional Photographer
thank you man!
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djohn9 Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Nice work Dennis.
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2013  Professional Photographer
thank you David!
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Moon-Willow Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2013
well crud.... I saw this image and instantly i wanted to write a poem about being wrapped in the warmth of my lovers arms and never having to leave & to live in the dream of the moment and then i read all this comments and your description and I lost the whole poem....lol, stuning image and very inspirational... I hope you have this in print and hanging somewheres!!!!
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2013  Professional Photographer
well now I'm am curious about what it would have been ;p

thank you much! :)
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Moon-Willow Featured By Owner Feb 12, 2013
I stopped here today
and heard the whisper of your voice
caressing me like a song, one long gone

We were so young and we never thought the moments would ever pass us by
sitting together, holding hands
pretending to star gaze
cuddling closer and closer for the warmth and the excitment of being alone....

I wish we never left and today I cried, wishing you were here
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Feb 12, 2013  Professional Photographer
well that is quite beautiful... splendid even :clap:
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Moon-Willow Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2013
since you were curious I couldn't resist sharing...thank you :)
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:iconcatch---22:
catch---22 Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2013  Professional Photographer
well I'm glad you did Ginger. ;)
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MeFlyingFree Featured By Owner Jan 25, 2013  Professional General Artist
OMG, this is stunning!
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2013  Professional Photographer
thank you Holly!
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MeFlyingFree Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2013  Professional General Artist
It's always a treat and a pleasure Dennis :XD:
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Feb 16, 2013  Professional Photographer
:heart:
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Corvidae65 Featured By Owner Jan 25, 2013
My problem is that I would sit on the bench and watch the mist rise and dissapate until it was gone :shrug:

A lonely feel to this, Dennis :)
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2013  Professional Photographer
well that would give you an excuse to return ;)

the nature of empty bench shots I think... the mind begins filling them.
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m-gosia Featured By Owner Jan 25, 2013
Vivat fantastic nature
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:iconcatch---22:
catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2013  Professional Photographer
thank you very much :)
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Michaeldavitt Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Writer
"A Wrinkle In Time" ~ [link]

oh yeah and everthing "galactica1actual" said before . . spot on
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Photographer
hadn't thought of that book in years... a great review and thanks Michael.
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Michaeldavitt Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Writer
got to re read it it.. prep for the end as we know it
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 25, 2013  Professional Photographer
some friends just dumped a christopher moore on me I can't remember reading yet I know I did.

damn college years.
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Michaeldavitt Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2013  Professional Writer
awkward youth smokey haze all around
Actin' funny, but I don't know why
Don't know if I'm comin' up or down
Am I happy or in misery?
Whatever it is, that time put a spell on me

You've got me blowin, blowin my time
Is it tomorrow or just the end of mine


Help me help me
Oh no no... no


Don't know if it's day or night
Mr Franklin and Electric lady
Help me fly my kite

No, help me aw yeah! oh no no oh help me...


Lather was fifty years old today.
They took away all of his toys.
His mother sent newspaper clippings to him,
About his old friends who'd stopped being boys.
There was Harwitz E. Green, just turned fifty-three,
His leather chair waits at the bank.
And Sergeant Dow Jones, forty-seven years old,
Commanding his very own tank.
But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do,
To lie about nude in the sand,
Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps
And thrashing the air with his hands.


But wait, ol' Lather's productive, you know,
He produces the finest of sound,
Putting drumsticks on either side of his nose,
Snorting the best licks in town,

But that's all over...

Lather was fifty years old today
And lather came foam from his tongue.
He looked at me, eyes wide, and plainly saying,
"Is it true that I'm no longer young?"
And the children call him famous,
What the old men call insane.
And sometimes, he's so nameless,
That he hardly knows what game to play,
Which words to say.

And I should have told him, 'No, you're not old.'
And I should have let him go on... smiling... babywide.

Jeff Plane ~ [link]
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BrightStar2 Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2013
what a lovely peaceful christmas morning dennis, lovely setting and focus,
tones look great too, did you use hdr on this one?
and cool song, if i remember right, i posted this song when you first join da way
back when...and i have got lost in your rock and roll ever since and drifted away
with your images, lol :giggle: and saw your soul shine brilliantly.....:nod::D
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Photographer
awww thank you so much Donna :)
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BrightStar2 Featured By Owner Jan 25, 2013
:aww: its been a pleasure ;)
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Michaeldavitt Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2013  Professional Writer
The Bench

My husband and I were arguing about a bench we wanted to buy and put in part of our backyard, a part which is actually a meadow of sorts, a half acre with tall grasses and weeds and the occasional wild flower because we do not mow it but leave it scrubby and unkempt. This bench would hardly ever be used and in summer when the grasses were high would remain partially hidden from view. We both knew we wanted the bench to be made of teak so that it would last a long time in the harsh weather and so that we would never have to paint it. Teak weathers to a soft silver that might, in November or March, disappear into the gray hills that are the backdrop of our lives. My husband wanted a four foot bench and I wanted a five foot bench. This is what we argued about. My husband insisted that a four foot bench was all we needed, since no more than two people (presumably ourselves) would ever sit on it at the same time. I felt his reasoning was not only beside the point but missed it entirely; I said what mattered most to me was the idea of the bench, the look of it there, to be gazed at with only the vaguest notion it could hold more people than would ever actually sit down. The life of the bench in my imagination was more important than any practical function the bench might serve. After all, I argued, we wanted a bench so that we could look at it, so that we could imagine sitting on it, so that, unexpectedly, a bird might sit on it, or fallen leaves, or inches of snow, and the longer the bench, the greater the expanse of that plank, the more it matched its true function, which was imaginary. My husband mentioned money and I said that I was happier to have no bench at all, which would cost nothing, than to have a four foot bench, which would be expensive. I said that having no bench at all was closer to the five foot bench than the four foot bench because having no bench served the imagination in similar ways, and so not having a bench became an option in our argument, became a third bench. We grew very tired of discussing the three benches and for a day we rested from our argument. During this day I had many things to do and many of them involved my driving past other houses, none of which had benches, that is they each had the third bench, and as I drove past the other houses I could see a bench here and a bench there; sometimes I saw the bench very close to the house, against a wall or on a porch, and sometimes I saw the bench under a tree or in the open grass, cut or uncut, and once I saw the bench at the end of the driveway, blocking the road. Always it was a five foot bench that I saw, a long sleek bench or a broken down bench, a bench with a slatted back or a bench with a solid, carved back, and always the bench was empty. But I knew that for my husband the third bench was only four feet long and he saw always two people sitting on it, two happy or tired people, two people who were happy to be alive or two people tired from having worked hard enough to buy the bench they were sitting on. Or they were happy and tired, happy to have reached the end of some argument, tired from having had it. For these people, the bench was an emblem of their days, which were fruitful because their suffering had come to an end. On my bench, which was always empty, nothing had come to an end because nothing had begun, no one had sat down, though the bench was always there waiting for exactly that to happen. And the bench was always long enough so that someone, if he desired to, could lie all the way down. That day passed. Another day followed it and my husband and I began, once more, to discuss the bench. The sound of our voices revealed a renewed interest and vigor. I thought I sensed in him a coming around to my view of the bench and I know he sensed in me a coming around to his view of the bench, because at one point I said that a four foot bench reminded me of rough notes towards a real bench while a five foot bench was like a fragment of an even longer bench and I admitted it was at times hard to tell the difference. He said he didn’t know anything about the difference between rough notes and fragments but he agreed that between the two benches there was, possibly, just perhaps—he could imagine it—very little difference. It was, after all, only a foot we were talking about. And I think it was then, in both of our minds, that a fourth bench came into being, a bench that was only a foot long, a miniature bench, a bench we could build ourselves, though of course we did not. This seemed to be, essentially, the bench we were talking about. Much later, when the birds came back, or the leaves drifted downwards, or the snow fell, slowly and lightly at first, then heavier and faster, it was this bench that we both saw when we looked out the window at the bench we eventually placed in the meadow which continued to grow as if there were no bench at all.


~ MARY RUEFLE
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Photographer
I think Johnny Bench said it best with, no runs, no drips, no errors.
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Michaeldavitt Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Writer
I remember a quote from Bench when Carlton Fisk broke his record for HRs by a catcher:

"I thought about making a comeback, until I pulled a muscle vacuuming"
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Photographer
alol he was always a fav of mine.
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Michaeldavitt Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Writer
my other fav catcher was Joe Garagiola ~ "When I was coming up, a scout reported that my speed was deceptive. He said I was slower than I looked."
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Photographer
alol, that one in the rye was pretty solid too... not the best hearing in the world but...
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Michaeldavitt Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Writer
lol

are you slimming down your sight?
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Photographer
a Sisyphus week or so and I've been less gracious than the one camus envisions... but I'll catch back up soon and make that rock roll.
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DanielleMiner Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
peaceful
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Photographer
thank you Danielle
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surrealistic-gloom Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2013
Amazing tones, beautiful! :heart:
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Photographer
thank you very much :heart:
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surrealistic-gloom Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013
You are so very welcome! :heart:
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catch---22 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2013  Professional Photographer
;)
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