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As the day draws to a close a lone Jackdaw perches on electric wires watching the world around it. The air is still, storm clouds gather to the West. The sheep grazing on the hillside are restless, birds big and small hurry to find shelter for the night. The old Jackdaw stays put long after sunset but in a blink of an eye its gone, maybe it was a ghost, who can truly say, only the Jackdaw knows for sure...
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Dedicated to RHC (ILYWAMHASAM)
Here is a scene from a recent rehearsal play called Ladykillers which was originally a British Black Comedy. The cast in this play were brilliant as as there were twists and turns in the storyline. I was fortunate to be given the opportunity to get some shoots of the play.
Windy rainstorm today, I thought it would take me home like Doroty from the Wizard of Oz : )
The light went away and you don't realize you are making stupid gestures that need electricity. The noise or the silence, I do not know what has disturbed me more, perhaps neither one nor the other. I had music in my headphones and I was editing a photo ... it was like waking up in another world.
As he Walked the Halls of the Labryrinth Sanctum he was soon joined by one of his more faithful companions..A Three headed hound..A Cerberus he simply named Thrice. He was not as gigantic as the hounds that guarded realms..He was large mind you but a more stout hound ..The mage smiled and patted his heads one by one..then conjured a piece of meat..a hamhock..one of his favorite treats..A memory flashed as he fed each of Thrice's heads..How he found the beast..injured and then took him in..scared..vicious..he would lunge and lash at the mage..all trying not to harm or hurt the beast..when he found at one point ..the hound was obviously mistreated..abused..scared ..so with a desperate move The mage conjured a spell and created meat for him..offering the treat slowly..it snapped..and tried to fight if off each others heads..then the mage formed two more..for each maw..they ate and devoured..one after the other..until he could conjure no more..physically tired and his magic aura depleted..he knelt thinking it was going to be a fight..but then the beast came..and rested his heads one by one as a sign he trusted his new friend and soon to be master..the memory faded as he walked with him "You will meet the new apprentices..they will tend to you..and you will guard them..but do go easy..they cannot yet conjure your treats yet.."
"To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June." Jean Paul Sartre
texture with thanks to Vintage Findings and Essence of a dream.
As I was heading back home last weekend the sun broke through the storm clouds on the western horizon and I was lucky enough to be going through some of the most beautiful country in Loudoun and Warren Counties of Virginia at the time. So I turned down a road and raced around until I found this lovely little farm... sometimes luck is in your favor. ;-)
As the sun sets on the Nature Preserve Trail
Captured w/Apple iPhone 6s back camera 4.15mm f/2.2
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Comps as in composites (family of plant- Asteraceae, formerly Compositae), not compositions. Now that our summer has turned hot and smoky with many plants withering, it is time to look back at flowers from mid-summer. On the left is Blanketflower (Gaillardia aristata), which occurs throughout western North America. Note the several insect visitors among its petals. On the right is a Fleabane Daisy (Erigeron spp, one of the 44 species that occur in Colorado).
as I was going back to my house after having gone out to take the horses' fly masks off of them.
I did not tinker with the color in this. This is how it looked when it was uploaded into my computer from my phone.
It was one of those somewhat strange evenings where the overall color cast was orangish/pinkish.
We had strong winds prior to this and lots of clouds and we were all concerned we would have some thunder and lightening which would not have been good since it had been, again, over 100 degrees F.
Fortunately, no strikes near us here
Sat at the top of the Hause above Ullswater watching the fading evening light move across the valley
In 2006 as a very special treat we were allowed into the church .Inside you can see murals of Heaven, Hell, and Everything in Between:
As evening descends over the Rocky Mountains with Union Pacific's Moffat Tunnel Subdivision therein, the rumble of a train can be heard through South Boulder Canyon as they work their way up the 2% grade into Pinecliffe, Colorado. Framed from atop tunnel 29, we see an empty UP westbound oil train pass the sight of the daylighted tunnel 28 in the backdrop, then wrapping around the bend past the Boiling Gulch just before entering the east portal of the short tunnel 29.
The roar of six locomotives working their train through some of the most impressive railroad engineering for its time, the sounds of the South Boulder Creek below and the cool evening air all from my vantage point overlooking the canyon was truly breathtaking and a mere image just cannot do justice.
As the sun was going down at the Cheesering on Bodmin Moor it was obvious that bank of cloud was not going anywhere. Just thickening if anything so we just sat and waited as as I knew.. err hoped it would become wedged like a star between the land and those clouds. By this time only two other people remained sitting not far from us just watching the spectacle as we were...
I am not an experienced landscape photographer so it’s a good job I had plenty of time to choose the best options for this shot but even then I could not balance the brightness and shadows successfully to my satisfaction.
I tried hard grads, soft grads and stacked grads..no good.
This is a blend of three shots...
One for the top, one for the middle and one for the foreground rocks. Impossible without a tripod so I’m pleased I took it along.
Well Jonathan took it along actually like the gentleman he is..
The same place as the previous shot as that was my preferred composition.
The Cheesewring is a short walk (approx. 1½ km the north) across the moor. On a clear day its distinct shape can be seen from most parts of the Minions moor - standing on the edge of the Cheesewring Quarry. Its shape has been the subject of many debates; the result of weather erosion on the granite strata of the moor over many years. From the Cheesewring the views across the Cornish countryside and into Devon are nothing less than stunning on a clear day.
Masai Mara National Reserve
Kenya
East Africa
The southern ground hornbill (Bucorvus leadbeateri; formerly known as Bucorvus cafer), is one of two species of ground hornbill and is the largest species of hornbill. The other species of the genus Bucorvus is the Abyssinian ground hornbill, B. abyssinicus.
Southern ground hornbills can be found from northern Namibia and Angola to northern South Africa and southern Zimbabwe to Burundi and Kenya. They require a savanna habitat with large trees for nesting and dense but short grass for foraging.
The southern ground hornbill is a vulnerable species, mainly confined to national reserves and national parks. They live in groups of 5 to 10 individuals including adults and juveniles. Often, neighbouring groups are engaged in aerial pursuits. They forage on the ground, where they feed on reptiles, frogs, snails, insects and mammals up to the size of hares. Southern ground hornbills very rarely drink:[9] their range is limited at its western end by the lack of trees in which to build nests.
Southern ground hornbill on termite mound near Mopani, Kruger National Park, South Africa.
Southern ground hornbill groups are very vocal: contact is made by calls in chorus which can usually be heard at distances of up to 3 kilometres (1.86 mi). The calls allow each group to maintain its territories, which must be as large as 100 square kilometres (40 sq mi) even in the best habitat. – Wikipedia
As I was observing this Eurasian Hummingbird Hawkmoth, it occurred to me that it could be a female, overpositing onto the Valerians. Still awaiting confirmation from iNaturalist.
As a former flagship of the Holland-America Line and cruise ship, the ss Rotterdam has sailed many oceans. It is a steamship with oil fired boilers and steam turbines.
It is one of the most famous post-war Dutch passenger ships. It experienced the last decade of transatlantic liner shipping between 1959 and the end of 2000 and was a successful cruise ship thereafter. Since 4 August 2008, the ship has been a floating attraction (guided tours, hotel-café-restaurant) at the Derde Katendrechtse Hoofd in the Maashaven in Rotterdam.
"Drosera, commonly known as the sundews, is one of the largest genera of carnivorous plants, with at least 194 species. These members of the family Droseraceae lure, capture, and digest insects using stalked mucilaginous glands covering their leaf surfaces. The insects are used to supplement the poor mineral nutrition of the soil in which the plants grow. Various species, which vary greatly in size and form, are native to every continent except Antarctica.
Charles Darwin performed much of the early research into Drosera, engaging in a long series of experiments with Drosera rotundifolia which were the first to confirm carnivory in plants. In an 1860 letter, Darwin wrote, “…at the present moment, I care more about Drosera than the origin of all the species in the world.”
Both the botanical name (from the Greek δρόσος: drosos = "dew, dewdrops") and the English common name (sundew, derived from Latin ros solis, meaning "dew of the sun") refer to the glistening drops of mucilage at the tip of the glandular trichomes that resemble drops of morning dew. The Principia Botanica, published in 1787, states “Sun-dew (Drosera) derives its name from small drops of a liquor-like dew, hanging on its fringed leaves, and continuing in the hottest part of the day, exposed to the sun.”
As irises refuse to bloom in my yard, I was very glad to spot this beauty in Potsdam, in Karl Foerster's aquatic garden on Freundschaftsinsel
Pecos National Historic Park, New Mexico
The Pecos Valley is a crossroads of history, traversed down through the centuries by Ancestral Pueblo and Plains Indians, Spanish colonists and missionaries, Mexican, Confederate and Union armies, Santa Fe Trail settlers and adventurers, and tourists following the railroad and eventually nearby Historic Route 66.
Here at Pecos, the Park Service has preserved two historic structures symbolizing the clash of cultures from the Spanish colonial period; the ruins of the Pecos Pueblo village with their kivas and multi-story structures; and seen here in this photo, the slowly fading Spanish Mission Church from 1717.
Long before Spanish explorers entered North America, Pecos Pueblo Village was the juncture of trade between Rio Grande Valley Indians and hunting tribes of the buffalo plains. Pueblo inhabitants were middlemen, traders and consumers of the goods from different cultures on either side of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains. They were economically successful and comfortable with the customs of multiple peoples.
Then throughout the 17th Century, conquistadors and settlers drastically changed their history. The Pueblo People succumbed to foreign diseases and oppression and were gradually displaced. But the presence of settlers would fade from local history as well, their descendants eventually moving on along the Santa Fe Trail. Both village and church were abandoned.
Time is reclaiming them; both are slowly fading into obscure history.
Title from the song, As It Fades
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As is often the case, winter only made a brief appearance this season.
In the picture the mountain beech forest on the summit of Erbeskopf, the highest elevation in Rhineland-Palatinate (archive image in black and white conversion).
Wie so oft gab der Winter in dieser Saison nur ein kurzes Gastpiel.
Im Bild der Bergbuchenwald auf dem Gipfel des Erbeskopf, höchste Erhebung in Rheinland-Pfalz (Archivbild in schwarz-weiß-Umwandlung).
As traditionally defined:
a. To sail or travel about, as for pleasure or reconnaissance;
b. To go or move along, especially in an unhurried or unconcerned fashion;
c. To travel at a constant speed or at a speed providing maximum operating efficiency for a sustained period;
d. To move leisurely about an area in the hope of discovering something.
All perfectly characterizing my dear loons who remain still, providing the ideal canoe companions and the perfect example of how to best utilize the lake. Here, the male shown in the morning fogs which now characterize the lake, they will stay until the first signs of ice arrive.
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As the month of November comes to an end, Miss November waves goodbye to her admiring fans...:):)
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Alors que le mois de novembre touche à sa fin, Miss November dit au revoir à ses fans admiratifs... :) :)
Fragile as Birch
On Est Europe and maybe around a world, people compare young beautiful girls with this tree.
But it is not as it looks like. this tree is very strong, it can't break from strongest attack of wind. Can kip very low temperature and still be beautiful as in many poems, written in classical literature, described.
True is that it is as women: look fragile and beautiful but we are strong
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