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  • Alexandria Miller

    Fireflies in the forest + slow shutter speed Looks like a magical forest full of fairies!

  • Amy Jackson

    Enchanted forest photography - slow shutter speed captures the movement of fireflies.

  • Jenny Ostroff

    Light painting with fireflies! Very cool. When I was a kid I used to capture them in a jar. I wonder how that would look as a photograph? Fireflies. Long exposure.

  • Molly Harrell

    Fireflies. Long exposure. fairy, magic, woods, forest

  • The Chart & Map Shop

    This is so cool! Taken by German photographer Kristian Cvecek, these photos use a slow shutter speed to capture the movements of fireflies through the trees and ferns of the woods near his home in Nuremburg. There’s something quite magical about the glowy arsed little bugs.

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This enchanting forest in the Chūgoku region of Japan, is the home to gold fireflies that charm the area regularly

Kristian Cvecek uses slow shutter speeds to capture firefly movements between the trees and ferns.

♡ I've had to let you go, but my heart will hold onto you now that my arms cannot. You were my purpose in this life Mom and Dad, now I'm struggling hour to hour to find my way. Please, please send me a sign. I miss you both so much, xox 15th October 2014 ♡

  • Debbie Rinaldo

    I don't have words of wisdom, but I too, live for my parents. with dad gone & mom ailing, I do understand. Please try to stay strong. I'm sure they're watching over you. Don't give up without reaching out.

  • ★~ CelestialSkye  Kat ~ ★

    Debbie, it has been wonderful people like you that have reached out to me and kept me going with the kind words and understanding. ♡xox♡

  • Debbie Rinaldo

    I'm glad you answered. I didn't want to overstep, but I do understand, I too, find Pinterest an escape from reality & I am sincere in saying I'm here pulling for you. I felt sad when I read your words, only because I'm afraid to be where you are, when my sweet mom, who is across the hall, leaves me. I'm alone, & don't feel strong to go on alone. Depression is tough in any case, but when you face losses, it's tougher. feel free to write on my pins & share.

We would catch lightning bugs & poke holes in a mason jar lid... Fireflies magical-nature ( do you remember when you asked your mom for a jar so you could catch lightning bugs and then she would set them free while we slept :)

Sitting on the front porch with your sweetheart, being serenaded by crickets, and watching the light show given by the lightening bugs...

Magical enchanted forest!

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine: There sleeps Titania sometime of the night, Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight; And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin, Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in

I never promised you a rose garden

The world rests in the night. Trees, mountains, fields, and faces are released from the prison of shape and the burden of exposure. Each thing creeps back into its own nature within the shelter of the dark. Darkness is the ancient womb. Night- time is womb- time. Our souls come out to play. The darkness absolves everything; the struggle for identity and impression falls away. We rest in the night --John O'Donohue