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As I was doing absolutely nothing…
But laying on a sun lounger.
I guess it was heading to Stacksteads international airport.
Lancashire
As the last few seconds of light shine down on the horizon, Q217 speeds westbound at track speed. DeGraff, Ohio.
As casas das pequenos e amáveis fadas, que com suas bravura e sabedorias tercia uma incomum moradias natural.
The houses of the little and kind fairies, who with their bravery and wisdom would have an unusual natural dwelling.
As early as a Corsa B gets here, which is a pretty good spot. Its only clocking up miles under 1k a year and is now sitting on 87k.
As gaivotas chían boas noites, o murmuio do mar antes da tormenta arrola os pensamentos. O sol descende entre nubes que traen ameaza certa co seu paso continuo e lento.
E na auga a vida e a morte, non importa canto de forte, mañá, hoxe ou onte para que un segundo sobre para dicir adeus.
As NS 13Z begins to conclude its journey on the Roanoke District, it knocks down the CPLs at Cloverdale as the Glowworm glows in some sweet late afternoon southbound lighting.
No. She is not a prostitute. Her job was to have GI’s sit and purchase drinks which we would have done anyway. Were some GI’s rude to her? Did they make sexual advances? Was it always a pleasant job for her? You already know the answers. But was she a prostitute? The answer to that question is no. She was probably a very nice young lady who was trying to make money to help her parents and siblings. If she spoke some English she probably did well. Guys wanted to sit and talk to someone that was not a hairy smelly copy of themselves. They were willing to buy her a coke or Saigon Tea for her company. Most guys treated her with respect. They understood the game and knew that she was never going to fulfill any sexual fantasy that they may have had. Think of her as a “coke girl” without the bicycle and without the dirt & dust found outside. You got your rum & coke and you got to sit with a sweet young girl and you got to dream about being back home. It wasn’t much, but it was a break from reality.
As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them. - John F. Kennedy
As soon as the wicked witch touched the ruby red shoes and tried to take them from Dorothy......it started......
...she started melting....from the bottoms of her feet...rising up....bit by bit....and
ever so slowly melting........
....until there was nothing left but the magical ruby shoes, and a puddle of the wicked witch's hat and her puffy ink black skirt......
and all the while........her crow looked on.........
I read today that there is a man in his 70s who confessed to stealing Dorothy's ruby shoes because he thought the bows had real rubies.
When he brought them to a pawn shop, they told him they were just crystals. He was deeply disappointed.
Seems like the shoes continue to work their magic.
14/31 October Photo A Day
As scary as this day was, it was also amazing. The Bushfires this past summer are something I hope we all have learnt from because we never want something like this to happen again.
As part of the Mongolian Eagle Festival, the hunters ride out and call their birds, then race to the top of the mountain.
As I walk through
This wicked world
Searchin for light in the darkness of insanity.
I ask myself
Is all hope lost?
Is there only pain and hatred, and misery?
And each time I feel like this inside,
There's one thing I wanna know:
What's so funny bout peace love & understanding?
What's so funny bout peace love & understanding?
And as I walked on
Through troubled times
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes
So where are the strong
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony.
Cause each time I feel it slippin away, just makes me wanna cry.
What's so funny bout peace love & understanding?
What's so funny bout peace love & understanding?
So where are the strong?
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony.
Cause each time I feel it slippin away, just makes me wanna cry.
What's so funny bout peace love & understanding?
What's so funny bout peace love & understanding?
What's so funny bout peace love & understanding?
NICK LOWE
Long live as lightning, this giant otter of Amazonia will have given trouble to us to photograph her so much the conditions of light it was bad and so much is fast and moves ceaselessly. This animal of almost 2 meters long and heavy between 24 and 28 kilograms is very difficult to meet because unfortunately she is a member of animals placed on the red list of THE UICN... But marked hercSalvador situated in the national park of Manu, possesses an incredible biodiversity and will offer us this rare show(entertainment).
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Vive comme l'éclair, cette loutre géante d’Amazonie nous aura donné du mal pour la photographier tant les conditions de lumière était mauvaise et tant elle est rapide et se déplace sans cesse. Cet animal de presque 2 mètres de long et pesant entre 24 et 28 kilogrammes est très difficile à rencontrer car malheureusement elle fait partie des animaux placés sur la liste rouge de L'UICN... Mais la cocha Salvador située dans le parc national de Manu, possède une biodiversité incroyable et nous offrira ce rare spectacle.
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Viva como el relámpago, esta nutria gigante de Amazonia nos habrá dado el mal para fotografiarlo tanto las condiciones de luz era mala y tanto es rápida y se desplaza sin cesar. Este animal de casi 2 metros de longitud y pesados entre 24 y 28 kilogramos es muy difícil de encontrar porque desgraciadamente forma parte de animales colocados sobre la lista roja del UICN... Pero la punteó el Salvador situada en el parque nacional de Manu, posee una biodiversidad increíble y nos ofrecerá este espectáculo raro.
Our Daily Challenge ~ Into the Beautiful
As imperceptibly as Grief
The Summer lapsed away —
Too imperceptible at last
To seem like Perfidy —
A Quietness distilled
As Twilight long begun,
Or Nature spending with her-
self
Sequestered Afternoon —
The Dusk drew earlier in —
The Morning foreign shone —
A courteous, yet harrowing Grace,
As Guest, that would be gone —
And thus, without a Wing
Or service of a Keel
Our Summer made her light escape
Into the Beautiful.
Emily Dickinson
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As hard as I tried, I could not recover everything - slide film is unforgivable if the contrast range is too wide.
Tokyo Shinagawa 2008
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As is now the case in many parts of the world it is becoming increasingly common to refer to landmarks by the name used by the earliest settlers. We have seen this only recently in Australia with Ayers Rock being referred to as Uluru or in the U.S Mt Mckinley's name changed to Denali. Fitz Roy is gradually becoming more widely known as Cerro Chalten. The word 'Chalten' can loosely be translated as 'smoking mountain' which was a term used by the indigenous Ahònikenk. It was long assumed that this mountain was an active volcano.
Another tid bit of information; the sharks tooth shaped peak between Poincenot and Fitz Roy (the one in shadow) is commonly know as Aguja de la Silla, it in fact received a second name when it was christened by the 1952 French Fitz Roy expedition. Half jokingly they called it Pointe du Cinéaste (filmmaker’s point) for its striking appearance and unique location, and because they could foresee that the expedition’s film maker Georges Strouvé would have wished to sit on its very top to make the film of his life.
Macromondays: Theme is Aging
Not even a monarch is immune from the effects of aging. The British penny coin has been in circulation so long it has been updated many time to reflect the queen's appearance. These are examples from the early 70's, mid 80's and 2010.
As I noted in an earlier bunch of photos that I uploaded to this Flickr album, we street photographers sometimes see things that we weren't expecting ... in this case, it was a collection of Chicano and Native American murals on a short one-block street (Balmy Alley) between 24th and 25th (Garfield Square), in the Mission District of San Francisco.
As is often the case, I was oblivious about this area before I arrived, and had no idea what it was about; but the murals certainly demanded some attention.
As for the details, it turns out that Wikipedia has a pretty good description of what it calls "the most concentrated collection of murals in the city of San Francisco," which dates back to 1972. You can read it for yourself at this URL:
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Balmy_Alley
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In early November 2015, I flew from New York to San Francisco to take a weekend street-photography workshop under the tutelage of Eric Kim. As you might expect, I took gazillions of photos; but not all of them were specifically associated with the workshop itself. On the way out to San Francisco, I took a bunch of pictures with my iPhone; and during the weekend, I took a number of photos that had little or nothing to do with street-photography per se.
I’ll upload the photos in dribs and drabs during the next several days, and let you decide which ones are sufficiently interesting to warrant a second look…
- Highway 16 between Terrace and Hazelton, British Columbia -
The 'Seven Sisters' are rarely seen in clear weather as in this photo ... typically they are shrouded in rain clouds but they are always beautiful regardless of the weather. This set of peaks are in my 'home region' in British Columbia's coastal range. In a "you couldn't make this stuff up" kind of way ... there is a set of equally spectacular peaks that can be seen from my Mother's birthplace in Norway that are also named the 'Seven Sisters' ... 'Syv Søstre.'
I must go photograph them one day!
As it goes, a friend and I headed out for yet another warbler outing. My expectations for this particular outing were quite high and, by some miracle, were exceeded. It's not everyday one gets the opportunity to photograph such a cooperative subject, let alone one that isn't all that common in my neck of the woods. The Canada Warbler breeds sparingly throughout the swampier, mixed forests of New Jersey. There are rumors of populations in a few far corners of the state, deep within dense wilderness where few birders trek. One could spend hours hiking the desolate trails, fending off bears and ticks just hoping to catch a glimpse of one of these stunning songbirds. Alternatively, you could hop in the car, drive around long enough in the right habitat to find a boat load of them just off the road. The choice was simple. After a few hours drive into the heart of Canada Warbler breeding territory, the first stop was made. It was quite lively. Among other things, Canada, Black-throated Green, Prairie and Blackburnian Warblers could all be heard singing. That's all great and wonderful, but none were so kind as to come into view. The Blackburnian Warbler would go on to make a passing visit, but this would last no more than a few seconds. With the likelihood of success dwindling, the executive decision was made to cut our losses and head to a new spot. We returned to a park in which we found our first Canada Warbler last year. That particular outing was by no means a failure, but it certainly left some to be desired. Last years bird were tough to get still and the lighting conditions were even tougher. That being said, we were hopeful for a change this time around. It wasn't more than ten minutes of driving in that we heard the familiar song. This patch was dense with rhododendron and swampy. Perfect habitat for Canada Warbler. Soon after, this male emerged from the shrubbery and began his routine of sing, forage, repeat. His preferred perches were low and obscured, but occasionally he would oblige us and chose an open perch. I use "open" generously. Even the open perches were low. I had to kneel and lean forward or lay on the ground to get a decently clean background. Had I sat upright, the background would've been a tangled mess of twigs and Mountain Laurel. Still, I can't complain. He found a few nice mossy logs to land on. The flower, which I believe to be Marsh Blue Violet, was just the cherry on top.
As well as the high output ballast cleaner (HOBC), Network Rail also based one of their track replacement trains (TRT) at Taunton Fairwater.
Both trains were fed with materials by rail: the HOBC with ballast from the virtual quarry at Westbury and the TRT with concrete sleepers. For most of its tenure at Taunton, the TRT received sleepers from Dowmac / Tarmac at Tallington near Peterborough, but after closure of the Tallington factory, Taunton was supplied from the Cemex sleeper factory at Washwood Heath.
The times for this train changed a few times, but briefly in 2013 it ran as seen here, as 4M18, the 0940 Taunton Fairwater to Washwood Heath.
Sleepers from Tallington were hauled by GBRF whereas the Washwood Heath trains were operated by Freightliner. 66519 provides traction on this occasion.
As noted in the prior picture, fog's been everywhere lately. And funny how, when cast through the veil of mist, anything looks mysterious or spooky. You could have fog descend over, say, a Happy Meal from McDonald's, and that will look like the eeriest, most sinister Happy Meal you've ever seen. This house is that way. With the fog over it, I picture the place has a whole house full of serial killers, living together. Serial killing together.
(During the day, no fog, it just looks like a house. No nest of serial weirdos.)
As I came around the bend I thought I saw a Robin digging around the leaves, nope, it was a Varied Thrush.
Andromeda Rock
In Greek mythology, Andromeda is the daughter of the Aethiopian king Cepheus and his wife Cassiopeia. When Cassiopeia's hubris leads her to boast that Andromeda is more beautiful than the Nereids, Poseidon sends a sea monster, Cetus, to ravage Aethiopia as divine punishment.[1] Andromeda is stripped and chained naked to a rock as a sacrifice to sate the monster, but is saved from death by Perseus.
Her name is the Latinized form of the Greek Ἀνδρομέδα (Androméda) or Ἀνδρομέδη (Andromédē): "ruler of men",[2] from ἀνήρ, ἀνδρός (anēr, andrós) "man", and medon, "ruler".
As a subject, Andromeda has been popular in art since classical times; it is one of several Greek myths of a Greek hero's rescue of the intended victim of an archaic hieros gamos (sacred marriage), giving rise to the "princess and dragon" motif. From the Renaissance, interest revived in the original story, typically as derived from Ovid's account.
Contents [hide]
1Mythology
2Constellations
3Perseus and Andromeda in art
3.1Film
3.2Novels
4Depictions in art
5See also
6Sources
7References
8External links
Mythology[edit]
A small Roman fresco from Pompeii
In Greek mythology, Andromeda was the daughter of Cepheus and Cassiopeia, king and queen of the North African kingdom of Aethiopia.
Her mother Cassiopeia boasted that her daughter was more beautiful than the Nereids, the nymph-daughters of the sea god Nereus and often seen accompanying Poseidon. To punish the queen for her arrogance, Poseidon, brother to Zeus and god of the sea, sent a sea monster named Cetus to ravage the coast of Aethiopia including the kingdom of the vain queen. The desperate king consulted the Oracle of Apollo, who announced that no respite would be found until the king sacrificed his daughter, Andromeda, to the monster. Stripped naked, she was chained to a rock on the coast.
Perseus was returning from having slain the Gorgon Medusa. After he happened upon the chained Andromeda, he approached Cetus while invisible (for he was wearing Hades's helm), and killed the sea monster. He set Andromeda free, and married her in spite of her having been previously promised to her uncle Phineus. At the wedding a quarrel took place between the rivals and Phineus was turned to stone by the sight of the Gorgon's head.[3]
Andromeda followed her husband, first to his native island of Serifos, where he rescued his mother Danaë, and then to Tiryns in Argos. Together, they became the ancestors of the family of the Perseidae through the line of their son Perses. Perseus and Andromeda had seven sons: Perses, Alcaeus, Heleus, Mestor, Sthenelus, Electryon, and Cynurus as well as two daughters, Autochthe and Gorgophone. Their descendants ruled Mycenae from Electryon down to Eurystheus, after whom Atreus attained the kingdom, and would also include the great hero Heracles. According to this mythology, Perseus is the ancestor of the Persians.
At the port city of Jaffa (today part of Tel Aviv) an outcrop of rocks near the harbour has been associated with the place of Andromeda's chaining and rescue by the traveler Pausanias, the geographer Strabo and the historian of the Jews Josephus.[4]
After Andromeda's death, as Euripides had promised Athena at the end of his Andromeda, produced in 412 BCE,[5] the goddess placed her among the constellations in the northern sky, near Perseus and Cassiopeia; the constellation Andromeda, so known since antiquity, is named after her.
Constellations[edit]
Andromeda (1869) Edward Poynter
Andromeda is represented in the northern sky by the constellation Andromeda, which contains the Andromeda Galaxy.
Four constellations are associated with the myth. Viewing the fainter stars visible to the naked eye, the constellations are rendered as:
A huge man wearing a crown, upside down with respect to the ecliptic (the constellation Cepheus)
A smaller figure, next to the man, sitting on a chair; as it is near the pole star, it may be seen by observers in the Northern Hemisphere through the whole year, although sometimes upside down (the constellation Cassiopeia)
A maiden, chained up, facing or turning away from the ecliptic (the constellation Andromeda), next to Pegasus
A whale just under the ecliptic (the constellation Cetus)
Other constellations related to the story are:
Perseus
The constellation Pegasus, who was born from the stump of Medusa's neck, after Perseus had decapitated her
The constellation Pisces, which may have been treated as two fish caught by Dictys the fisherman who was brother of Polydectes, king of Seriphos, the place where Perseus and his mother Danaë were stranded
Perseus and Andromeda in art[edit]
Cesari: Perseus saving Andromeda, 1596, Gemäldegalerie, Berlin
Sophocles and Euripides (and in more modern times, Corneille) made the story the subject of tragedies, and its incidents were represented in numerous ancient works of art, including Greek vases. Jean-Baptiste Lully's opera, Persée, also dramatizes the myth.
Andromeda has been the subject of numerous ancient and modern works of art, which typically show the moment of rescue, with Andromeda usually still chained, and often naked or nearly so. Examples include: one of Titian's poesies (Wallace Collection), and compositions by Joachim Wtewael (Louvre), Veronese (Rennes), many versions by Rubens, Ingres, and Gustave Moreau. From the Renaissance onward the chained nude figure of Andromeda typically was the centre of interest. Rembrandt's Andromeda Chained to the Rocks is unusual in showing her alone, fearfully awaiting the monster.
If by dull rhymes our English must be chain’d,
And, like Andromeda, the Sonnet sweet
Fetter’d, in spite of pained loveliness;
Let us find out, if we must be constrain’d,
Sandals more interwoven and complete
To fit the naked foot of poesy;
Let us inspect the lyre, and weigh the stress
Of every chord, and see what may be gain’d
By ear industrious, and attention meet:
Misers of sound and syllable, no less
Than Midas of his coinage, let us be
Jealous of dead leaves in the bay wreath crown;
So, if we may not let the Muse be free,
She will be bound with garlands of her own.
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"If By Dull Rhymes Our English Must Be Chain’d"
John Keats (1795-1821)[6]
The Italian composer Salvatore Sciarrino composed an hour-long operatic drama called Perseo e Andromeda in 2000.
Film[edit]
In 1973, an animated film called Perseus (20 minutes) was made in the Soviet Union as part of the Soviet animated film collection called Legends and mуths of Ancient Greece.[7][8]
The 1981 film Clash of the Titans retells the story of Perseus, Andromeda, and Cassiopeia, but makes a few changes (notably Cassiopeia boasts that her daughter is more beautiful than Thetis as opposed to the Nereids as a group). Thetis was indeed a Nereid and also the future mother of Achilles. Andromeda and Perseus meet and fall in love after he saves her soul from the enslavement of Thetis' son, Calibos, whereas in the myth, they simply meet as Perseus returns home from having slain Medusa. In the film, the monster is called a kraken, although it is depicted as a lizard-like creature rather than a squid; and combining two elements of the myth, Perseus defeats the sea monster by showing it Medusa's face, turning the monster into stone. Andromeda is depicted as being strong-willed and independent, whereas in the stories she is only really mentioned as being the princess whom Perseus saves from the sea monster. Andromeda was portrayed by Judi Bowker in this film.
Andromeda also features in the 2010 film Clash of the Titans, a remake of the 1981 version. Several changes were made in regard to the myth, most notably that Perseus did not marry Andromeda after he rescued her from the sea monster. Andromeda was portrayed by Alexa Davalos. The character was played by Rosamund Pike in the sequel Wrath of the Titans, the second of a planned trilogy. In the end of the sequel, Perseus and Andromeda begin a relationship.
In the Japanese anime Saint Seiya the character, Shun, represents the Andromeda constellation using chains as his main weapons, reminiscent of Andromeda being chained before she was saved by Perseus. In order to attain the Andromeda Cloth, he was chained between two large pillars of rock and he had to overcome the chains before the tide came in and killed him, also reminiscent of this myth.
Andromeda appears in Disney's Hercules: The Animated Series as a new student of "Prometheus Academy" which Hercules and other characters from Greek mythology attend.
Novels[edit]
In Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson & the Olympians series, there are a few references to Andromeda. The most obvious is that the series' lead villains have a cruise ship which serves as their headquarters and is called The Princess Andromeda.
Andromeda is the main character in Harry Turtledove's short story "Miss Manners' Guide to Greek Missology", published in Esther Friesner's Chicks in Chainmail series of humorous feminist fantasy collections, and reprinted in other anthologies afterwards. It is a satire filled with role reversals, puns, and deliberate anachronisms relating to pop culture.
Andromeda is Anna's full name in Jodi Picoult's My Sister's Keeper, which was turned into a movie in 2010. In the novel there are several references to mythology, as Anna's dad Brian is an astronomer in his free time.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andromeda_(mythology)
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As my main camera body (700d) is down in brisbane being serviced, i took my old camera and went exploring with my good mate in the Helidon area, 40km MTB ride return with 5km of hiking, and plenty of hills! A worthwhile trip though as we came across some spectacular landscapes.
as everyone else is putting up puffin shots heres one of mine from may ,nearly june just before a thunderstorm hit
“As esporas se despedem
e se apartam pra cada lado,
aquerenciadas ao garrão
das botas cano virado,
pois guardam pelas rosetas
alguma balda de potra
pra contarem no silêncio
do galpão uma pra a outra”
Trecho de “No compasso do meu mundo”, de Gujo Teixeira
Santana do Livramento, Rio Grande do Sul, Brasil
www.thecatyouandus.com/late-snapshots-june/
New post on the blog!
June was a busy month! Surprise? Not really! Lately I feel I’m embracing too much in my daily endeavors, do you feel the same? Are we all trying way too hard? However, I have been able to achieve some important mini-goals, like making ... Keep reading on the blog