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The Waiting Sea

December 26, 2022December 26, 2022 David BlackerLeave a comment

https://sonofthemorninglight.files.wordpress.com/2022/12/img_0137.jpg — *Talalla Bay, Sri Lanka.*

^{• 24mm • f/2.8 • 1/640 • ISO100 • 600D & EF-S24/2.8• circular polariser •}

December 26th 2022 marks eighteen years since the devastating Boxing Day Tsunami of 2004, when the Indian Ocean rose up and killed over 35,000 Sri Lankans in two massive waves (the second measured as high as 11m, in places). The country suffered the second highest number of deaths in the Indian Ocean (after Indonesia which, being proximate to the epicentre of the underwater quake that caused the tsunami, lost almost 200,000 dead and missing). Over half a million people were displaced in Sri Lanka, as almost 90,000 coastal homes and buildings were destroyed by the waves. Over 250,000 people are estimated to have died in minutes, in fifteen countries, from Southeast Asia to East Africa. In island nations like Sri Lanka, the sea would never be looked at quite the same again.

Afternoon Over Alken

December 21, 2022December 20, 2022 David BlackerLeave a comment

https://sonofthemorninglight.files.wordpress.com/2022/12/img_7562c.jpg — *The Moselle Valley, and the village of Alken, in *Rheinland-Pfalz, Germany*. Shot from below Thurant Castle, in spring 2017.*

^{• 18mm • f/3.5 • 1/160 • ISO100 • 600D & EF-S18-200/3.5-5.6 • circular polariser •}

I Had Red

December 16, 2022December 16, 2022 David BlackerLeave a comment

https://sonofthemorninglight.files.wordpress.com/2022/12/064a7287.jpg — *“If I don’t have red,” Picasso said, “I use blue.”* Dawn at Ocean Cottage, Kalametiya. September 2022.

^{• 24mm • f/13 • 0.80 • ISO100 • tripod • Canon R6 & RF 24-105/4-7.1 courtesy Canon/Metropolitan.}

Twilight of the Kings

December 12, 2022December 12, 2022 David BlackerLeave a comment

https://sonofthemorninglight.files.wordpress.com/2022/12/img_9702e1.jpg — Last light over the almost completely dry bed of the Habarana Lake, in northern Sri Lanka. One of the country’s oldest historical reservoirs, the lake is believed to be the ancient Aggivaddhamanaka Tank, built by King Vasabha of Anuradhapura at the end of the 1st century AD. Shot on assignment in January 2016, for Explore Sri Lanka magazine.

^{• 18mm • f/3.5 • 1/40 • ISO400 • 600D & EF-S18-200/3.5-5.6 •}

Restoring the Balance #2

November 30, 2022November 29, 2022 David BlackerLeave a comment

https://sonofthemorninglight.files.wordpress.com/2022/11/img_0737b.jpg — A cleared hillside close to Haputale, in the Central Highlands of Sri Lanka. *September 2017.* The island has lost huge areas of jungle and forest to the plantation and timber industries over the last two centuries. Many areas in the Central Highlands are now being removed of environmentally harmful pine trees that were introduced by paper manufacturers in the 1970s; replacing them with endemic trees in a government-initiated reforestation programme which will encourage the return of undergrowth.

^{• 110mm • f/8 • 1/200 • ISO400 • 600D & EF-S18-200/3.5-5.6 • circular polariser •}

https://sonofthemorninglight.files.wordpress.com/2022/11/img_0929b.jpg — *Tropical sub-montane forest in the mountains above Belihul Oya. Shot on assignment for Serendib, the inflight magazine of Sri Lankan Airlines, in September 2017.*

^{• 40mm • f/4.5 • 1/60 • ISO400 • 600D & EF-S18-200/3.5-5.6 • circular polariser •}

Bring Me Back the Thought of You

November 23, 2022November 23, 2022 David BlackerLeave a comment

https://sonofthemorninglight.files.wordpress.com/2022/11/img_2301b.jpg — *Wheat fields in the Hunsrück, Germany. Midsummer 2016.*

^{• 18mm • f/3.5 • 1/1000 • ISO100 • 600D & EF-S18-200/3.5-5.6 • circular polariser •}

“You see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat…”

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry The Little Prince