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"To me, photography is an art of observation. It's about finding something interesting in an ordinary place... I've found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them."

Elliott Erwitt

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Dear Carin,

That will be a treasure hunt, huh?
I will do my best.

Friend-greetings, Mies. :)

Thank you for the new challenge Carin.I am off hunting treasures.

God Bless.

Blessed rain.  Taken during our only soaker this summer.

A good interpretation and a picture of something which you may crave.
I hope you can very soon make many more pictures of such a downpour, dear Lucinda ;-)

Thank you Jacomina. :)  We treasure our water in the Edwards Aquifer and lately we think of how much we treasure it A LOT.  I hope for more opportunities to get more pictures like this too!

Wonderful upload and treasure myrrhluz to strat of this challenge.

God Bless.

Great start Lucinda! Looks like this is going a bit slow!

Come on friends - let's show what we treasure!

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"To me, photography is an art of observation. It's about finding something interesting in an ordinary place... I've found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them."

Elliott Erwitt

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This is my first upload!

I treasure children for they are the future.

My granddaughter is in the top row on the left.

 

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"To me, photography is an art of observation. It's about finding something interesting in an ordinary place... I've found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them."

Elliott Erwitt

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The uploaded photos are genuine treasures! Congratulations to all! :-)

 

My first insert... a treasure came from the sea!

Have a great week!   :-)

 

Yes, I recognise your lovely granddaughter, dear Carin.
Its a beautiful capture, ful of treasures, and a very fine contribution to this challenge.

WOW, how I love what's coming out of the sea to you ;-), dear Maria C.
Very special and it looks wonderful. In forms, textures, this looks great.
I would like, such kind of things where coming here to me :D

I will do my best, dear Carin.
I have music which is as a treasure to me, and also means a lot to me; but of that you cannot make a photo! ;-)
Then there is my dear husband, which don't like to take a picture from, LOL!

Do have a nice week, everyone,
thump up.

 

@ Maria C - wonderful ocean treasures. There is such a diverse and greatly unknown under the waters of the ocean! Wonderful treasure capture!

Hugs xx

 

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"To me, photography is an art of observation. It's about finding something interesting in an ordinary place... I've found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them."

Elliott Erwitt

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Wonderful image of children!  I love looking at all their expressions.  Lovely granddaughter!

Beautiful treasures from the sea!  Wonderful textures!

This is an old picture (dia-scan)of our sweet cat, Heidi. Unfortunately she is deceased. She is very young on this picture. It was a very sweet and very smart animal. She was here at home also gave birth to four young, I was there when they were born. We miss her still.

Our pets are like our children Mies! Thank you for sharing this lovely image of your treasured kitty!

I am sorry to hear that she passed on.

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"To me, photography is an art of observation. It's about finding something interesting in an ordinary place... I've found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them."

Elliott Erwitt

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What a lovely kitty, your Heidi, Mies! A real treasure!

 

A wonderful treasure!  She reminds me very much of a cat I had, named Joey.  I'm sorry she is gone.  Beautiful photo!

Stunning treasures shared by every one.

God Bless.

 

Inspired by the fairy tale Andersen's "The tin soldier," I like to imagine a love story between the wooden manikin and my old doll!

With the hope that there isn't around a little devil damn jealous of this sweet "love"! ;-)

 

 

Aww, sweet image Maria!  Hopefully there is just love and kindness all around.  Lovely treasures!

Iwould like to share three bird treasures captured recently at Jan Cilliers Park.

First capture Green ( Red Billed) Wood Hoopoe.

Second capture.

Male Cape Weaver.

Third Capture.

The Funny Mousebird.

Trust everyone will enjoy these bird treasures.

A wonderful and 'to be proud of treasure-capture', Christo!

Dear Maria,

Such a caring and lovely treasure is to see in your beautiful upload.
May be that the devil is jealous, but Love gives him no chance at all!

Beautiful birds, Christo! Excellent captures! The last one has his eye on you. 

Fantastic images, Christo! :-)

Thank you Mies,Myrrhluz and Emmecielle. Glad i could share these treasures. Quite hard work captureing them hiding either in my vehicle or behind trees when capturing these treasures.

God Bless.

This is a treasure…the torn and imperfect web of some night spider, now served well and covered with dew from the morning fog.  But I feel many treasures, often in simple things like the spider web or a cormorant surprising me and rising from the river inlet and passing close.  From a distance that dark bird is a treasure. Don’t try to hold one. That neck is fast and definite with a swing of the head wielding the beak it uses for fishing now in defense. You will let go. The bird will fly away. 

There is an old Welsh creeping climbing rose bush at the corner of the drive.  I spend time in the spring tying back the eager new canes.  When the buds come we await the blossoms. When the blossoms come we take each new one to hold and smell the fresh sweetness.  They do not last long. When gone there is a springtime snow storm of petals around the bush. 

Yet, these are not my treasure.  The treasure is being able to enjoy these things. You see, there are times when life takes from you, empties you and leaves behind a pit of emptiness you cannot fill.  So this is why the ancients considered the tummy the center of emotion, knowing when the heart is broken the middle of each of us is hollow, craving to be filled but nothing can take away the constant void within.  Oh, that is real.   I have felt it and lived through it over time.  At those times, the beauty of the spider web is seen but not realized. The sweet fragrance of the rose is sensed but there is little joy.  I step back from these treasures and have with me the emptiness..part of me is missing and I don’t  know how to get it back and be whole again.  The little treasures slip away.  I wish that on no one but we each will face it sometime and again. 

My treasures are well defined.  My God, my wonderful wife, my little family.   With those treasures in my life I may go to the river and look through the fog at beauty, or smell the rose, or laugh at the funny sound of toads having a conversation.  With those treasures, I am not empty. With those treasures I am greatly blessed. 

(This photo will be in my gallery soon, I am sure of that.)

Thank you for those treasured words and capture Tom.

God Bless.

Beautiful image and words, Tom.   Treasures of the heart are a blending of a physical presence and the emotions surrounding them.   It is a state of mind and I agree that the real treasure is in being able to see the beauty and feel the joy and connection.   

Thank you for the kind response. 

 

I am so very impressed with the overall content of this thread...I can see how those treasures are very real.  I have given up chasing rainbows but sure do love to see them and wonder.

When I first heard the subject for this thread, I knew that one of my responses would be books.  They have been an important part of my life, helping me through loneliness, and sadness, enriching my mind, pulling me into to adventures, and giving me the giggles.  Here are some of my favorites, and two stories.

As children, my sister Leslie and I had a regular pastime of reading poems to each other and quotes from Bartlette's Familiar quotations.  The poetry book we used most often was "The Best Loved Poems of the American People."  I can look at these two books and picture the two of us sprawled out on the carpet, taking turns reading poems and quotes.  When I was in Tech School in the Air Force, I cashed my check (a pretty paltry affair), took a bus to the mall, walked straight into Walden's, and bought my own copies of Bartlett's, Best Loved Poems, and "The Complete Poems of Edna St. Vincent Millay".  My shopping was done, my money was all gone, and I felt as rich as the Queen. 

The Stephen Vincent Benet book is an old one that was my mom's that she got as a gift from a roomate before I was born.  She gave it to me recently.  It is a book of short stories.  The first story is "By The Waters of Babylon."  It is the first science fiction story that I ever read.  Every time I picked up this book, I would have to read this story again first.  When I read it, I can still feel the wonder of entering a world totally different and infinitely sadder than my own.

Books are a definite treasure to me, whether they cheer me up like Douglas Adams' and Terry Pratchett's books, stir my emotions, teach me about the past, take me on adventures, or into the life of someone long dead.  My life would be a much poorer one without them.

 

Good Omens!  :D

LOVE that book!  It vies for first place on my list of favorites.  Other contenders are more serious works, but Good Omens is never below second!  :)

I'm still thinking about the theme ...

"If your pictures aren't good enough, you're not close enough."  ...  Robert Capa

I love it too.  As you can see, this is not my first copy. It's still in one piece!  Good Omens and The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul get regular reading. 

A conversation between couples..

A conversation between couples..

A conversation between couples..

Great image, Ani!  Good conversation is a treasure indeed. 

Stunning capture Anil.

We read and it may become part of our lives.  I don't read like I did years ago but have kept all my literature text books because I loved the content and still do.  Amazing how a writer may be modern or from many years ago and speak to us. 

Ani..good conversation is precious. This is a simple image showing something all of us may appreciate...for those who cannot of do not, they are missing much of life and value in others.  Thanks.  : )

Thomas,

The photo is a very fine, beautiful one, I really love this.

As I love your words, your philosophy about treasure and I understand the intensely very well.
These are the feelings from within, the riches with which we are blessed. It feel like a 'publicity' of beauty in simplicity, sometimes so very small, but with a big sensitiveness.
It can be, my words are not good English. Forgive me please, thats because I'm 'Dutch'.

quote: The treasure is being able to enjoy these things. so it is for sure.
And I say thanks to our God, we can feel this feelings.

So it is with this photo, I feel so much love for those young girls, wich I unexpectedly met. In the past I used to work with girls of that age, and that was such wonderful.
The joy which we could share with each other. I hope you can understand, (sure it is, I guess ;-)).

Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see the other uploads and words.

I too love books. Wonderful treasures they are, also for me, as for our children.

As I love a good connect and conversation between people, Anianiani!

Beautiful uploads, and so valuable!

God bless,
Mies.

Mies thank you for sharing your treasure and words.

God Bless.

Beautiful image, dear Jacomina.  The love and connection we find with the people around us is a wonderful treasure that enriches the world. I see it shining out or these girls faces.

@Lucinda   Your first shot is a beautiful capture of something everyone has felt, rain is so full of emotion, beautiful raw shot. And I agree wit hyour second post, I have a bookshelf full of only my favourite books that I've read, or my favourite artists that I havent read. A treasure we share.

*@Carin *  A wonderful shot of your granddaughter, many would agree that their grandchildren are their most prized treasures. I love the long crop and how it is candid to all the children

*@Maria *  Wow it looks like this sea treasure has been given a coat of gold. Great textures in that find! And your second image is a great setup shot, I saw the imaginative story line right away

@Mies    Heidi was a beautiful cat! I love her eyes, and your POV from the grass really puts her into her hunter element. A beautiful dedication to put her shot into this months challenge :) The shot of the girls is a great addition, you can see from this capture that they all treasure riding :P

@Christo    I love the third bird the most. And your POV's are all very interesting, beautiful DOF created with the branches. Seems so candid.

@Tom    I agree with your list of treasures :) it is so easy to forget that everything around us, is in our own ways, little treasures. We surround ourselves with the things that we love and praise everyday, and this is beautiful dedication of the simplicity of that thought.

@Anil   Definitly the treasure of love. Beautiful capture and close crop on this wonderful couple
 

Everyone has taken this months challenge outside the box. Awesome work so far, and I must appologize for my late comments, I couldnt find it because this forum isnt linked to any of the "Forum Challenge" Links in the gallery, and I think thats why we're not getting many members post this month. I am off to search for my 3 (wont be hard after seeing these beautiful examples) and am looking forward to seeing the rest of the entries :)

 

Lashia

 

Lashia

I thought a lot about the last image to be inserted. I was very torn between the various photos... the wedding rings of my parents, my sister's stuffed parrot, the old Singer sewing machine from my mom, some other object to which I am bound in a special way... but then I thought about an Italian saying: **"Who finds a friend finds a treasure"** and consequently to the friendship that binds me to so many people, even here on Renderosity!

I had so much pain in my life... betrayal, grief, disappointment, nervous breakdown, more or less serious diseases... I think all of us somewhat we also had a small part of it!

But every time I have raised with the love of true friends... without them I would not be here to tell you about it!

So I want to spare a thought to all my friends who love me and who I love... but what image can make the most of this love?

I thought the book by Gibran Kahlil Gibran, "The Prophet" and his thoughts on Friendship.

I cannot translate it into English, I'm not so good, and also making use of online translator, it certainly will not be a good translation... so I write in Italian, surely you will find the translation on the Internet in your native language! And if you have the book at home, the better!

 

A hug to you all! :-)

 

 da IL Profeta

di

Gibran Kahlil Gibran

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E un giovane disse: Parlaci dell'Amicizia.

Ed egli rispose, dicendo:

Il vostro amico è i vostri bisogni esauditi.

È il vostro campo, che seminate con amore e che mietete con gratitudine.

Egli è la vostra mensa e l'angolino accanto al fuoco.

Perché vi recate da lui con la fame, e lo cercate per avere pace.

Se il vostro amico vi apre la mente, non temete il "no" nella vostra, né trattenete il vostro "sì".

E se lo vedrete silenzioso, il vostro cuore non cessi d'ascoltare il suo cuore;

Perché senza parlare, nell'amicizia, tutti i pensieri, tutti i desideri,

tutte le aspettazioni, nascono e sono condivisi con una gioia priva di clamori.

Non vi attristate, quando vi dividete dall'amico;

Perché le cose che amate di più in lui saranno più evidenti durante l'assenza,

come la montagna a chi sale, che è più nitida dal piano.

E non vi sia altro scopo nell'amicizia che l'approfondimento dello spirito.

Perché l'amore che non cerca unicamente lo schiudersi del proprio mistero,

non è amore, ma una rete che pesca soltanto cose inutili.

La parte migliore di voi sia per l'amico.

Se egli deve conoscere il deflusso della vostra marea, fate in modo che ne conosca anche il flusso.

Perché cos'è il vostro amico, se andate in cerca di lui per uccidere il tempo?

Cercatelo invece avendo tempo da vivere.

Perché egli è lì per servire al vostro bisogno, non per riempire il vostro vuoto.

E nella soavità dell'amicizia fate che abbondino risa, e piaceri condivisi.

Perché è nella rugiada delle piccole cose che il cuore trova il suo mattino e si ristora.

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 Congratulations to all the pretty pictures included! :-)

 

Treasure, for me, is a verb: it is a state of being.  I suppose if I stopped and thought about it, I’d have to say that treasure is a synonym for happiness, and happiness is a synonym for peace-of-mind.  It’s something I felt for two blessed years in a country that didn’t exist when I was a child. 

When I first arrived in theCzechRepublic, I’d intended to stay for only three months.  I’d hoped to arrive inRussia, to make a new life inMoscowwith someone special to me.  Russian immigration is a difficult thing, if you’re not filthy rich.  I am not filthy rich.  And so three months in theCzech Republicturned into two years.  I don’t mind that.  I discovered that home is a word best spoken in Czech, among friends who talk to ducks, friends who care little for fashion and find it completely reasonable to wear green and white football (socker) socks that don’t match anything else he’s wearing, and friends who listen to the Ramones and Bob Dylan, while arriving late to work. 

I saw the full moon many times in theCzechRepublic, most notably in the city ofPrague, and the small, magical town of Český Krumlov.  I saw the full moon with a friend named Jarda: a bartender/waiter at a small hospoda (pub) near the old Český Krumlov gate-house.  I’d spent the day with friends fromEngland.  We’d gone to Český Krumlov for the weekend.  We stayed for nearly two weeks.  I developed a friendship with Jarda (Jaroslav) and on one particular night, we ambled around the town, smoking cigarettes like fiends (a common occurrence in theCzech Republic) and eventually settling down on a rock in theVltavaRiver.  The river meanders through the town and below the disproportionately large castle at the middle of the town.  If you’ve seen the movie “The Illusionist” you’ve seen parts of the Český Krumlov castle—one shot taken through the display window of a small convenience store situated across from the castle gate.  The Český Krumlov castle is distinct for its painted tower, but on the night that Jarda and I sat on a rock in the river, we didn’t see the tower.  We only saw the cliff on which a part of the castle perched.  We saw darkened windows and tourist-attracting spotlights.  We saw ducks, and at some point, Jarda pulled his sandals off and plunged his feet into the water.  Something, he said, nibbled his toes, but I couldn’t see what.  I only saw pale, Czech toes beneath rippled water.

Later, we walked across the “wooden bridge” one of two famous bridges in the town.  The more famous “stone bridge” was the one we’d crossed in order to reach the downward-sloping path to the river-bank and the large, flat rock we’d chosen as our own.  We drank beer, smoked cigarettes, and talked about everything and nothing at all.  And later, on the wooden bridge, we paused for a long, long moment, to look at the moon.  I told him that Chicago and Český Krumlov shared that moon, and he told me that perhaps—one night in the distant, distant future, he would look at the moon, and seven hours later, I’d see the same moon with his “eye prints” all over it.

Jarda is inFinlandnow; he scored a swanky IT job, and I’m inChicago, plotting my return home.  I’ll see Jarda again…I’ll make my way to Russia and see someone else, someone special…but in the meantime, I’ll remember a mood, a river, and the prodigious number of cigarettes I smoked with a guy who worked at a local hospoda.  The moon—always something special to me—means something different now, and I think it’s an incredible treasure. 

I saw the moon a couple of nights ago.  I stood with Corey on his back porch, photographing it and talking about everything and nothing at all.  Jarda is in Finland, Victor is in Russia, and I’m in Chicago, but maybe—just maybe—there are Russian and Czech “eye prints” all over the moon in this photograph.  If so, then the moon and the “eye prints” represent a treasure of incalculable value.

Maria, beautiful saying and quote.  I wish I knew Italian to get its true flavor, but the translation did let me see some of its beauty and wisdom.  I like the line that a friend is the corner by the fire. 

Most excellent to see you here, Chip!  To read your words, look at your image, and think of "eye prints" on the moon. 

OH WOW!!! Didnt see this challenge before now. Excellent challenge indeed. Alot of interesting and beautiful treasures!!!  I dont even know how to begin. 

Maria and Chipka, thanks so much for sharing, the intense words and meaning of it, for you both, and for so many people!

Here my last upload.
Allready said, that music is a treasure for me. So, two of my instruments, I took them into our garden to photograph.
Well, a piano you can not take out, not even an organ, hahaha!
But really, how music can give you pleasure and touch the emotions so deep, is a wonderful thing, right?
Bye everyone, it's a great challenge so far :D

 

I agree wholeheartedly, Jacomina!  I don't play any instrument and my singing is nothing to sing about, but music enrichess my life in so many ways.  I can't imagine life without it.  Beautiful image!

Marie thank you for those treasured words.

Chipka a wonderful treasure that you shared.

May your dreams become true.

Mies music is a treasure that everyone can and do enjoy.

Thank you for sharing the musical instruments.

God Bless.

Splendid image and words, Cipka!  :-)

Music is important in the lives of us all, dear Mies. Unfortunately I not play any instrument! However, there's my grandson, who is 10 years, studying the guitar since last year! :-)

Two of my many treasures.  My Oldest grandson Sagi, 14 "NERD-ing" together with his Uncle, my Youngest son Dennis, 34 on their vacation last week with us. ;-)

A lovely treasure to share with us, dear Helle!
Looks a bit like your avatar :D (just kidding)

Helanker.

Thank you for sharing your treasures.

God Bless.

This is my first contribution: My Boyfriend Holger with whom I share my life now for 16 years.

It ws not easy to convince him that I can publish this treasure here. ;-)

I hope you will like him.

Keep cool and fight for the right of others
to have a different opinion than you have!

;- ) Bernie

These are some boys of my students fraternity where I am the Senior President.

I captured this picture during our Springbreak Party this year.

Well, sometimes they act like idots but often they are treasures as well, hm - somehow! LOL!

My frat is Verbindung Karlsruhensia zu Heidelberg. Follow this link to see more pictures.

Keep cool and fight for the right of others
to have a different opinion than you have!

;- ) Bernie

... and finally the last capture: A flower because nature is such a treasure!

I captured the picture today afternoon.

If you want to see more of my over 2,500 plant pictures, please click here.

Keep cool and fight for the right of others
to have a different opinion than you have!

;- ) Bernie

Thanks alot Mies :-) LUV when you are kidding :DDDDDDDDDD

 

OH yes Bearnie, I like him. He looks just as kind and friendly as you do. :-)))

Helle, great image of your son and grandson sharing their interests.  I love their concentration.

Bernie, I'm glad you got Holger to give us such a lovely smile.  

Beautiful captures of your loved ones.  

Two more excellent pictures, Bernie!  The youth and nature are treasures we neglect at our peril.  

I love making little discoveries.  I agree that music is a treasure, and it's funny, I've discovered a "new" treasure...well...new for me.  It's music, but it's ancient Roman music.  It's odd how incredibly "modern" it sounds.  Gorgeous photo, dochtersions.

And as for family members Nerd-ing, well...I don't have any of those, but families sharing nerd moments is a treasure indeed.  I think nerds are what make the world go around, though I've never seen nerd-ing in Danish.  I love this shot, Helle.  I love their expressions too.  I especially like the plant in the background, here we call it "Mother-in-Law's Tongue," because it's slightly sharp.

And yeah, boyfriends are a treasure beyond compare, especially when they're cuddly!  Great shot, bernieloehn: such a warm smile.  I love this thread and I'm off to look for a second treasure...and speaking of nerd-ing, the whole searching for 3 treasures reminds me of the classic Nintendo 64 game, Zelda.  Now if only there was obnoxious Midi-induced music to accompany my quest.

@Maria   Thanks for sharing these beautiful words and memories. I agree 100% that friendship is one of the most importrant treasures a man can have, and it is priceless to everyone. Great imagination for this Treasure shot :)

@Chipka   I love your original mind. You can look at any subject and bring it to a whole different place. Awesome view on this treasure, and this shot depics your views perfectly. Cool postwork :)

@Jacomina   Interesting that these are yours because a few weeks ago here at Open Mic at the cafe, I was astounded by a man playing almost the same instrument as on the right! Both are beautiful instruments, great find for your treasures :)

@Helen   Great candid portraits of your two treasures :) Family is always close in my heart, as well

@Bernie    What an awesome idea! I should take a hot pic of my man haha and 'wow' to being together for 16 years! Thats a long time for anything, wishing you 16 beautiful more years together :) Looking forward to your next two shots

 

 

Lashia

OH missed the whole third page! Haha

@Bernie   Awesome posts, I agree that nature is definitly a treasure. I love just being outside, there is no better cure than fresh air. Great uploads!

 

 

Lashia

Quote - I hope you will like him.

He has a nice smile!
Such great he's your friend for so many years.
In a way, your faces look alike.

Hoping all of you will have a great weekend.
(We had heavy thunderstorms here last night.)

While posting, I missed the other great photo-shots, Bernie:

Your lovely friends and the very special flower!

Thanks so mch for sharing, it all is a joy, so very much.

Grüss dich, Bernie und Freund ;-)

I Treasure the memories that are stirred when you see the things from your childhood that bring these memories alive.Such as this train Station that is from the town where I grew up

(here is another treasured memory)

I Treasure the memories that are stirred when you see the things from your childhood that bring these memories alive.Such as this chevy car from an era gone by

I Treasure the memories that are stirred when you see the things from your childhood that bring these memories alive, we used to go to wagon trains when we were little and there would be people who enjoyed and lived for the simple things in life and this cowboy image stirs those memories for me because a lot of my older relatives live or lived the cowboy way of life

MY FENDER SRAT TREASURE!!!

Amazing treasures everyone.

God Bless.

@tball   Glad to see you entered the car shot! Beautiful classic. And I also like your HDR shot, beautiful colours. And I agree that memories are treasures, great depiction of it.

@Garage   I love this shot, I remember seeing this in your gallery before, and I loved the feel of the sepia tone, and low POV. Great personal shot with your awesome guitar :)

 

Here is my first shot, taken today, of my parents. It is so hard to get a good shot of my parents, you have no idea (you should see the results of trying to get a full family portrait! haha) My parents are treasures to me, especially my dad, who is fighting cancer. After something like that you understand what you really treasure in your life.

Here are my folks. Hope you like this first entry :)

 

Lashia

Here is my second shot. I love the way this turned out as a macro, and the raspberries on top were grown in my mothers garden, which is now Oma's garden because of the new little additions to the Kozub family. I cherrish my mothers garden for the memories it makes, and these raspberries grow with love every year. I hope you like my second entry :)

 

Lashia

Hm, these raspberries look sooooo good!

Your parents seem to be very, very nice!

Great treasures of/from (?) everybody here.

This is really a superb topic!

Keep cool and fight for the right of others
to have a different opinion than you have!

;- ) Bernie

OH WOW! I just turned my head away and see what happened. Alot of wonderful treasures. What a joy to see, because when people present their treasures, they feel so good, when they do it :-)  Good to know.

My grandaughter Cadance, full of natural grace and wise far beyond her years. She sometimes seems to be a young woman masquerading as a seven year old.

Wonderful picture and nice little treasure, ocoee53!

Keep cool and fight for the right of others
to have a different opinion than you have!

;- ) Bernie

I have tears in my eyes as i view all the treasures uploaded by everyon.

Thank you everyone for sharing your treasures.

God Bless.

I’ve always held a particular affection for fruit flies; they’re small.  To some, they are a bother.  Pests.  But we share so much in common with them: chromosomes in particular. For me: I can’t explain—fully—what it is that draws me to them.  I think it’s because they are flies: creatures venerated by the ancient Egyptians for their abilities to avoid being smashed.  Fighters were taught to emulate the behavior of flies (especially the nasty one and not the harmless “dew lovers” like fruit-flies.)  I think, ultimately, I like flies because no one else does.  They’re regal and dignified creatures who don’t pretend to be something that they’re not: and like cockroaches, no matter how dirty we say they are, perhaps they’re just a reflection of the things we don’t like in ourselves…after all, fruit flies (cockroaches, houseflies, and other “dirty creatures”) spend their lives cleaning up after other organisms.  They live on what we leave behind; they are Nature’s janitors, and without them and other “vile” creatures, the world would actually be a truly dirty place.  That’s what I like about flies, and—yes—cockroaches as long as they're not my roommates.  Leave them alone lone enough and let them do what they do, and they eventually clean up after you AND themselves.  There’s a lesson to learn, there.

 

I like them—as well—because like any insect, you have to approach them with a mind free of judgment.  After all, a mind filled with judgment has no room for thought.  Anything able to teach a lesson like that is a treasure indeed.

During a visit at the Zoo 20 August I was just a little to late to watch a birth of this little Kudo Calf. This shot is taken 19 minutes after birth. It was so exiting to watch how mum clean the baby. So for me it is a treasure to face this wonderful tenderness from mother and baby

Ilona

 

~ Photos are small paintings created in your mind before you press the shutter! ~

Dutch crisp bakes is the traditional food served to celebrate the birth of a baby in the Netherlands, though they also are eaten regularly outside of birth celebrations. In this case the woman is pregnant from a baby girl.

Here a brief explanation

 
Dutch crisp bakes. They are round, and are prepared by baking a small cylindrical bread,
cutting it in half and baking a second time. They are spread with butter (or margarine) and the muisjes (lit. ‘little mice’) are sprinkled on top.
These muisjes are sugared aniseed balls. They are sold in a mixture of two colours: White and pink and white and blue, and it has become a custom,
but not a universal one, that the latter (blue) are served when a boy is born, and the former (pink) for a girl.
When a child is born in to the royal House of Orange, orange muisjes are sold.

Ilona

 

~ Photos are small paintings created in your mind before you press the shutter! ~

Wonderful new treasure!

Keep cool and fight for the right of others
to have a different opinion than you have!

;- ) Bernie

Stunning treasures Chipka and Iona.

God Bless.

@Ocoee   Glad to see you entered this image :) A beautifully focus shot, and a stunning capture of your grandaughter

@Chipka   Really cool macro shot for this challenge!

@Ilona   Beautiful shots of life.  Awesome captures- I love playful action shots, you always get the perfect expressions. Beautiful B&W

My baby boy Ollie i have loved him ever since we got him , He is now 2 but he is still my baby in my eyes haha :D he is my treasure eand i will treasure iim as long as i have him :D xxx

Magnificent images of treasures! Congratulations to all! :-)

 

 

my even greatest treasure i have ever been so lucky to have is my amazing sister Steph!!

she has now moved and has her own flat up in aberdeen and i honestly miss her loads , i never thought i would miss something so much until its gone lol , as sister do we argue we fight but i am so proad to have a sister so amazing as her :) xxxxxx

@ushie    Wow, the picture of your sister made me tear up :') I am very close with my older sister, she is my best friend and will be my maid of honour next year. I understand why you treasure her so much- beautiful shot of her, you are both gorgeous girls :) Great POV and contrast in your first B&W. Welcome to the Challenge looking forward to your last shot

 

 

Lashia

What a nice little treasure dog! ;-)

Keep cool and fight for the right of others
to have a different opinion than you have!

;- ) Bernie

Many new images since the last time I looked!  Beautiful images and shared treasures!

This is my third post for this challenge :) Awesome idea for this month. Everyone has great posts.

I saved my last post because I knew I'd have an awesome shot from my week long trip in Tofino, BC. And also on this trip I realized that I treasure nothing more in this world than my fiance. He makes my world spin, and he is the most amazing person I've ever met. This is him and I on Long Beach in Tofino, BC.

 

 

Lashia

More wonderful treasures.

God Bless.

I'm really speechless, how wonderful treasures I've missed (because got no ebots).
There is so much love to admire, and to see in your treasure-uploads, each of them!
Thank you so much for sharing your feelings too, which you discribe.
I'm touched by it.

God bless,
Mies.

wonderful treasures you here posted all !! thanks for sharing this :)

Mies you find the right words!! (sorry my english is to bad)

my biggest treasure is my daughter Ricarda (now 22 Years old) forever ...

made this shot on my birthday walk around a lake with a beach here in germany

Thanks

Susanne

 

What a lovely shot AND daughter, dear Susanne!

Maybe the shadow in the water is also the shadow of Ricarda, which forever will be in your heart ;-)

(if you know what I mean to say)
We also have two daughters, they live far away; but in our hearts they will, in a way, always stay.

i know what you mean :) Mies ! my daughter live far away too !!

thanks !!

Amazing natural shot of youre stunning daughter. Her surroundings compliment her perfectly. Beautiful treasure to share, Susanne.

 

 

Lashia

More stunning treasures.

Two more wonderful posts,  family chosen and family received at birth. Wonderful treasures!  My human family is not friendly to the idea of having their pictures taken, but here is one of my furry family instead.  Tella wasn't exactly thrilled either.  Her cute black nose and funny pink chin with a black spot, are a good represention of her character.  She a real cutie and keeps me giggling.

Is this Tella your cat with the feet on the eyes, dear Lucinda? It looks such funny!
Thanks for sharing this 'rascal' treasure ;-)

This treasure is a day late, edging into September.  It is the dried roses, always yellow roses for our anniversary.  Several places in our modest home hold a vase of roses, dried naturally and delicate. 

Each rose is for a year.  This year would have been 26 but was two instead.  Two did not lessen the love at all and I must tell what happend to the 26 roses.  I lost employment on December 31, 2010 and then a month prior to the anniversary my lovely wife was laid off her job.  I simply did not have the funds to order 26 yellow roses, delivered...and delivered to where!  She had no work place where the receptionist could call and say there is something here for you, a vase of roses she  could carry to her work area to keep a few days.   To me much of the joy is knowing she enjoys the roses and when coworkers stop and comment...ahh, that is a nice touch.

NO cash, no office for delivery...this year was 1 yellow rose for the 26th year and 1 red rose standing in for all the others.   That red rose appears to be in this vase of dried roses, from what year I do not know. I do know the red one and one yellow rose were for this year and she did smile.

What a wonderful closing on the subject of Treasures, Tom. The picture is very beautiful and sensitive story. Thanks for sharing.
Still wish you many years together.

God bless,
Mies.

Beautiful few last uploads to finish up this great challenge :) Awesome work and contributions from everyone, looking forward to getting at next months challenge :)

 

 

 

Lashia