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i will keep my account to still keep in touch with all of my friends & their streams of life & inspiration. i will no longer be posting photos though. this one will stay considering it is the epitome of my love of flickr and i felt bad pulling it when it was chosen by the awesome people here <3
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this is why photography is so intriguing to me. why it fills me up. it is the single moment when all falls into place and is captured. looking back on this day, if she had not been in her gown and the sun didn't fall just perfectly, or the rain didn't shower... her shadow would not have made a heart... happy moments & shutter clicks...
La Ceja, Colombia; 2.300 meters above sea level.
Pitangus sulphuratus (Great Kiskadee / Bichofué gritón)
The Great Kiskadee is one of the larger and more showy tyrant flycatchers and exhibits an array of interesting behavior.
Unlike most tyrant flycatchers, the Great Kiskadee freely displays its bright crown stripe. When especially excited, it erects its yellow crown feathers, forming an ephemeral crest.
The Great Kiskadee’s total range extends from south Texas through Mexico and Central America to central Argentina. It is found on some Caribbean islands, e. g. Trinidad, and has been introduced to Bermuda.
Las Cruces, New Mexico with the Organ Mountains in the background. Taken 11 April 2023 at 7:25 PM with sunset at 7:34 PM. Cropped section from a 7 image pano shot at 116mm.
While this looks a like it was taken with moonlight, it's actually a bit of sliding trickery with B&W processing, darkening the shadows and blacking out the sky. In reality, it was taken at just about sunset which accounts for the long shadows and vehicle lights.
The city ranges from approximately 3 to 9 miles away from where I'm standing at the I-10 Rest Stop and then runs to the Organ Mountains. The peak, Organ Needle is 18.4 miles away and lies 9,018 feet above sea level.
Happy Slider Sunday - HSS
Finca Alejandria, Km 18 Via Cali-Buenaventura, Cali, Colombia.
Aglaiocercus kingi (Long-tailed Sylph / Cometa verdiazul)
Sylphs (Aglaiocercus) are short-billed, long-tailed hummingbirds of humid montane forests of the Andes. The Long-tailed Sylph is the most widespread member of the genus, and occurs from Venezuela south to Bolivia.
This is the only species of sylph on the east slopes of the Andes. In Colombia and Ecuador, it also is found on the western slopes of the Andes. This species forages at all heights in the forest, and at forest edge.
neotropical.birds.cornell.edu/Species-Account/nb/overview...
The weasel (Mustela nivalis) is the smallest predator in Europe and belongs to the mustelid family.
These animals are extremely shy, even the shutter click of the camera makes him run away and hide for some time.
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Location: Groningen, the Netherlands
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In a modern polder landscape there are more wind turbines than trees. To me it feels a little bit over the top .....
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Location: Noord-Brabant, the Netherlands
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These trees seems to cry for help, probably any help will be too late 😢
Location: National Park "Hoge Veluwe", The Netherlands
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I've been transitioning over to Instagram so haven't been on Flickr as much as I used to be. If you're on Instagram, check out my account birdsnbeasts. I will continue to pop over here to check up on you all and see your lovely photos (and to make sure you're all behaving yourselves)! Have a wonderful weekend!
Buizerd [Common Buzzard]
Location: Voorne-Putten, the Netherlands
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The Jin Mao (金茂大厦) in Pudong at 93 floors is one of the tallest building in the world, but not the tallest building in Shanghai (上海). Opened in 1988, the architecture takes in account the Chinese tradition of pagoda, of course in different scale. Designed paradoxically by Chicago company (SOM). Main occupant is Hyatt Hotel from 54 to 88 floors. In elevator, on the way to the top we met Anthony - a Chinese American originally from Seattle. After a brief conversation, he mentioned that he was the General Manager of the hotel. He suggested going the 85 floor for the best view of the atrium. The view from the hotel may be spectacular, but we could not experience it, as the whole city was shrouded in heavy fog.
813. China 05, Shanghai. 2019-Apr 29, P1130733. Uploaded 2021-Oct-01 Lmx -ZS100.
Panorama de la vallée de la Vésubie, jour de pluie. Photos assemblées avec Hugin software.
One year later (i.e. fall 2020), the Alex tempest made the Vésubie river that you can see, raging and devastating villages, houses and roads. Many victims and isolated people were accounted. We, scientists, have good reasons to think that such intense storms are direct consequences of the climate warming.
Please, take a few minutes and have a visit to the" World Scientist's Warning to Humanity" and share the article as widely as possible. Thanks.
(French, Spanish and Portuguese translations are available in the supplementary information file S1 of the original article)
academic.oup.com/bioscience/article/67/12
Also this recent one :
academic.oup.com/bioscience/advance-article/doi/10.1093/b...
Donna Nook now accounts for 1.5% of the world's grey seal population. The work of the wardens and the wildlife trust, is therefore crucial, for the future of these lovely animals.
Grey Seal Pup - Halichoerus Grypus
Donna Nook Nature Reserve
As always I extend my sincere appreciation to all those who take the time to stop by and comment on my photos.
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A female common blue taken in the meadow not far from where I found the male posted earlier.
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Finca Alejandria, Km 18 Via Cali-Buenaventura, Cali, Colombia.
Ocreatus underwoodii
(Colibrí de raquetas / Booted Racket-tail)
The Booted Racket-tail is an Andean hummingbird found from Colombia and Venezuela south to Bolivia. This is a spectacular hummingbird - males have a short blackish bill, metallic green body, black wings, and elaborate tail. The tail is long and green, and the central two rectrices are extended with bare rachises tipped with blunt "rackets". Females are white below with green speckles and a white-tipped tail lacking racketed elaboration.
Both sexes of Booted Racket-tail show puffy white leg feathers. This very small hummingbird favors humid woodland edges in mid-elevations in the Andes.
neotropical.birds.cornell.edu/Species-Account/nb/species/...
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I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M's in my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Low autumn flow. Really roars in the spring.
"Sol Duc Falls is by most accounts one of the most photogenic waterfalls in Washington State and by proxy is one of the most sought out waterfalls by photographers - and chances are it ranks favorably nationwide in similar comparisons. Set within the thick temperate rain forest of the Olympic Mountains, the Sol Duc River creates one of the more uniquely shaped waterfalls in the northwest where it splits into as many as four channels - depending on the volume of the river - hurtling 37 feet off the side of a cliff into a narrow canyon, followed by an 11 foot flume-style drop as the river exits the canyon into a broader gorge below. The National Park Service has done an excellent job at constructing rustic viewpoints that provide many varied angles of perspective.
Prior to 1991 the accepted spelling of all features bearing this name was Soleduck (sometimes spelled Solduck as well). The Washington State Board of Geographic Names approved the change to Sol Duc because of its more accurate translation from the Quillayute word, meaning "magic waters", from which it derives. A legend tells of two dragons, Sol Duc and Elwha, who fought to a draw and were sealed in deep caverns. They wept hot tears at their confinement which furnishes the water for Olympic and Sol Duc Hot Springs."
from waterfallsnorthwest.com
Truly an enchanting place.
Olá amigos, com o dólar na estratosfera aqui no Brasil, e depois de 6 anos, não consegui renovar minha PRO. E eles vão apagar minhas fotos!! Uma vergonha!
Hi friends, with the dollar in the stratosphere here in Brazil, and after 6 years, I haven't been able to renew my PRO. And they're going to delete my photos!! What a shame!
“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”
― Roald Dahl
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=mer6X7nOY_o
SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW – LILY ALLEN
AGENT OF GOOD FORTUNE
Like a muse you came to me
the news was so very good to read
I saw the writing on every wall
and in every mirror reflections of your soul
shadows whispering round my heels
soft, floating wishes; an agent of good fortune
marching your feet so very tirelessly
and though I am quite an effort
I am so happy you think I'm worth it
for I've never met another man like you
and I don't suppose I ever wanted to
because you are truly one of a kind
the kind of man who gets me so completely
that I feel whole instead of a jumbled puzzle
a broken plaything that someone else grew tired of
and abandoned me to myself,
like a discarded toy high up on a dusty shelf
but what a gift; a treasure they left so far behind and never knew
like in a fairy tale you woke me from my endless reverie
A Prince that listens to all my tales of woe and misery
and never fails to make me smile
who listens to my nonsense
and levels it with such good advice;
someone who's prepared to go that extra mile
I hear you laughing now, so at least in equal measures
a pinch of sarcasm amid our hidden pleasures
but I can take it; my shoulders broad
even if only metaphorically
but then metaphysically my poetry
doesn't need to rhyme
because the emphasis is on the words
the meanings and not beating time
I know you like it to be simpler
and you pretend to misunderstand
but I know you're smarter
than the average bear Boo-Boo
I can sometimes wax lyrical if you prefer
but I can't always tell how it will end
because I write in a stream of consciousness
and when I read it back
it's often the first I've heard of it
there's no accounting for what's hidden in our minds
but what I do know is what is in my heart
and you captivated a part of me right from the start
it's as though somewhere in the universe
a split appeared and then I fell to Earth
but you'd already been here for a little while
and never knew until one day you saw me smile
and it hit you that I was the other half of you
but there's nothing to be done about it
at least not in this incarnation
even if we had the right inclination
we cannot mess with divine intervention
but be patient because we already
waited several lifetimes
so what's another one or two
and this time round I have a photographic memory
so I will remember and not make the same mistakes again next time
and when the portal to our dreams opens up it's doors once more
I will wait for the perfect moment
and then I will be yours
and we will go to that special place
that special somewhere that only we can know
where there's no other place we want to go
you know the place I mean
it looms so large in both our dreams
I think that you will be my rock
the anchor that weights me down
for in this world I'm only floating
round and round trying hard to never be found
because I don't want to be with anyone else
I'm holding out for another lifetime
when you and I can dance around
and we will be forever bound
together ...
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Skullcrusher - Golden Eagle flies by with ground squirrel kill. I switched cameras to account for the fact that the eagles were flying farther out today. The moment I switched cameras of course, the male Golden Eagle nabs a shrieking California Ground Squirrel and flies right by me with an audible whoosh of wings. I frantically panned and zoomed out. Fortunately, I locked on and got the key sequence in critical focus. I was very pleased to finally capture an image of a Golden Eagle with prey with a soft background.
This particular eagle is an extremely quick and efficient hunter. He originally grabbed the squirrel by the body, but deftly readjusted one set of talons to crush the skull in midair. It's no wonder Golden Eagles are apex aerial predators across multiple continents: they combine size, strength, and speed, all three of which are a rare combination in a single species of raptor.
Species: Golden Eagle (Aquila chrysaetos)
Location: Northern California, CA, USA
Equipment: Canon EOS R7 + EF 100-400mm IS II
Settings: 1/2500s, ISO: 2000, f/5 @271mm, Electronic Shutter, Handheld
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Rondom het behoud van de voormalig NS 466 is Stcihting de Karel Foundation opgericht. Behalve het behoud van dit markante treinstel wat in november 2019 zijn introductierit reed is het ook te huren door gezelschappen voor charitatieve doeleinden. Eén van de goede doelen die hiermee worden gesteund is de KWF kankerbestrijding. Een prachtig alternatief wat je eigenlijk niet anders dan toe kan juichen!
Voor 28 juni was een ruim 600 kilomter lange conditierit voorzien waarbij de Stichting fotografen aanmoedigde op een veilige en bewuste wijze foto en/of videomaterieel van 'De Karel' te maken en dit vervolgens beschikbaar te stellen. Ook ikzelf besloot daaraan mee te doen waarop ik na mailcontact voorzien werd van de tijden waarop het veteraantje zou rijden. Hierbij werd gekozen voor de Zeeuwse lijn aangezien Plan V en zeker ook de 466 hier een rijke historie kent.
Met helaas een onfortuinlijke fotowolk op de heenweg werd vol goede moed koers gezet naar het Zeeuwse en circa 15 minuten voor doorkomst stelling ingenomen langs het spoor nabij 's-Heer Arendskerke. Strak volgens schema en in een wonderlijk perfect zongat passeert "de Karel' 466 als trein 33222 onderweg van Vlissingen naar Amsterdam Centraal het drietal fotografen. Hoewel Vlissingen al ver lijkt zou de reis nog verder gaan naar Enkhuizen alvornens de dag wederom in de hoofdstad te eindigen.
Vesterålen, Norway
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Hoewel diesel en historie bij mij doorgaans iets hoger op het wensenlijstje staan weet Rail Force One mijn aandacht ook te trekken met grote variaties en kleuren op hun materieel. Waar het bedrijf enige anoniem zwarte MRCE Vectron's in gebruik nam verscheen al snel 'Sharky', een bijzonder opvallende bestickering die ik met het nodige geluk al gedurende zijn eerste klus vast kon leggen.
Misschien nog wel mooier en stijlvoller is naar mijn mening de MRCE X4E 627 die in navolging van de 1619 en 1618 (destijds) in dienst van Captrain de aandacht vestigden op logistieke partner en opdrachtgever Raillogix die net als RFO onderdeel is van de Rail Innovators Group family. Sinds eind februari is de Vectron in een bijzondere metallic rode kleur gestoken en stond daarbij eigenlijk meteen op mijn lijstje.
De coronacrisis maakte een eerder treffen onmogelijk maar nog voor het invallen van de maand juni pakte het toeval van gewoon even op de gok op pad te gaan goed uit. Een koperdiefstal zorgde voor een urenlange stremming op het A15 tracé wat maakte dat vele treinen vanuit Emmerich via Arnhem en Utrecht naar Rotterdam gestuurd werden.
Dit was ook het geval voor de slecht beladen Duisburg-shuttle achter de RFO 193 627 die op deze foto ter hoogte van Rotterdam Zuid voorbijkomt aan de fotografen. Met slechts vier containers aan de loc en enkele exemplaren in het midden van de trein gaat de reis onder nummer 45756 van Duisburg Ruhrort Hafen naar Maasvlakte West.
The State Hermitage Museum is a museum of art and culture in Saint Petersburg, Russia. The second-largest art museum in the world, it was founded in 1764 when Empress Catherine the Great acquired an impressive collection of paintings from the Berlin merchant Johann Ernst Gotzkowsky. The museum celebrates the anniversary of its founding each year on 7 December, Saint Catherine's Day. It has been open to the public since 1852.
Its collections, of which only a small part is on permanent display, comprise over three million items (the numismatic collection accounts for about one-third of them), including the largest collection of paintings in the world. The collections occupy a large complex of six historic buildings along Palace Embankment, including the Winter Palace, a former residence of Russian emperors. Apart from them, the Menshikov Palace, Museum of Porcelain, Storage Facility at Staraya Derevnya, and the eastern wing of the General Staff Building are also part of the museum. The museum has several exhibition centers abroad. The Hermitage is a federal state property. Since July 1992, the director of the museum has been Mikhail Piotrovsky.
The Small Throne Room was created by Auguste de Montferrand in 1833. It has columns of jasper. Diplomats gathered here on New Year's Day to offer good wishes to the Emperor.
I’m sorry if you follow me on my different social media accounts but I love this image so much I’m posting it everywhere 😂 I hope it brightens your day!
The summit of Pike O' Stickle looks nothing from this angle however when seen from the Langdale Valley it is a prominent hill. I had crossed this lump a little while earlier and failed to gain any views on account of cloud cover. In this view taken from the shoulder of Grey Knotts the summit is briefly uncloaked. A small amount of height had now been gained and the snow on the ground had just started to appear. A little further onwards and there would be no visible grass, just rock and snow.
Taking a solo hike in such a region when the cloud comes and goes is a real privilege. You are only governed by daylight hours and your own navigation skills.
There was a fire in this area about 6-7 years ago, which accounts for the charring and the down branches.
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Last but not least, a photography journey of life time for a trip to explore South Island of New Zealand and Africa.
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Otaki mural back in 2021. Such a powerful message.
I couldn't make it to the hikoi yesterday but it was so great to see such a huge protest. A peaceful one that by all accounts had a great vibe. I just hope it makes a difference and The Treaty is upheld.
Chloe sums it up beautifully: www.instagram.com/reel/DCVlvv6AIRO/?igsh=OG52ZnF5MW8xb2x1
He presented the plants in alphabetical order; for each one he gave an account of its form and habitat, the best season for collection, and what he called its temperament and powers. Only under the subject of powers did he refer to ancient authorities. His name is commemorated by a genus of flowering plants (Fuchsia).
www.britannica.com/biography/Leonhard-Fuchs
Leonhard Fuchs, (born January 17, 1501, Wemding, Bavaria [Germany]—died May 10, 1566, Tübingen, Württemberg [Germany]), German botanist and physician whose botanical work Historia Stirpium (1542) is a landmark in the development of natural history because of its organized presentation, the accuracy of its drawings and descriptions of plants, and its glossary.
He published the first description of "Fuchsia triphylla, flore coccineo" in 1703. It is sometimes thought that the color fuchsia is also named for Fuchs. This isn't directly correct. The name of the color fuchsia actually derives from fuchsine, an early trade name for the dye, rosaniline hydrochloride, which produces a brilliant pink-purple color. Magenta is another competing trade name for the same dye in England. The dye was given the name of fuchsine in France by its original manufacturer Renard frères et Franc to capitalize both on the increasing popularity of the genus Fuchsia in fashionable gardens and the fact that Renard, or fox in French, translates to Fuchs, or fox, in German.
An 1861 article in Répertoire de Pharmacie in fact confirms that the name was simply chosen for these two reasons and irrelevant of the actual colors of any flowers in the genus Fuchsia.
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Wachten wordt beloond wanneer de mate van geduld bijna op is maar toch het verlossende woord komt dat de tweede klus voor de 6481 en 6484 in dienst van Railtraxx begonnen is en de eerder uit Athus binnengekomen trein koers heeft gezet naar het havengebied. Daarop besluiten we de trein aan Spoorlijn 10 op te wachten omdat dit ons ruim voldoende tijd geeft stelling in te nemen op de volgende spot.
Met wederom een prachtig groene en goed beladen wagenset verschijnt de trein in het beeld van de fotografen en werd na het maken van de foto verplaatst naar de Kallosluis in de hoop nog een geslaagd plaatje bij brugpassage te kunnen maken. In eerste instantie was de Farnesebrug de mogelijke keuze omdat de meer gebruikte Melselebrug open stond om een groot schip doorgang te verlenen. De trein liet echter danig op zich wachten dat die brug sloot en er een twijfel ontstond wat men zou doen. Even overwegende en op pure goik werd besloten toch naar de Melselebrug te gaan. Of dit de juiste keuze was zal blijken uit een latere foto!
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sometimes if i can't be bothered to get up super yearly and swim i will go for a walk with rockcakes on the beach in the morning before breakfast
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Een eerdere keer al kwam de zaterdagse actie van Railtraxx in het Antwerpse havengebied al eens onder onze aandacht, ditmaal kwamen we er eigenlijk op uit nadat een aantal treinen rondom Gent onfortuinlijk niet bleken te rijden.
Door het gesloten zijn van de gebruikelijke route treffen we de Athus-shuttle vanuit Krommenhoek eens aan de totaal andere kant van de haven als de Kieldrechtsluis al gepasseerd is maar de Kallosluis nog gepasseerd moet worden. Vervolgens zal de trein, ditmaal getrokken door de 266 031 via Bundel Zuid en de Antigoontunnel koers zetten naar Antwerpen Schijnpoort. Alhier vind een locwissel plaats en zal de trein uiteindelijk getrokken door een duo 186 naar Athus gebracht worden.
Op de achtergrond zijn de kranen zichtbaar van de twee meest noemenswaardige containerterminals op de linkeroever, namelijk DP World en de MSC MPET terminal aan het Deurganckdok, tevens de plaats waar deze trein zijn reis begon. Geheel rechts in beeld is een constructie zichtbaar die toebehoort aan Borealis Kallo, een bedrijf wat zover ik het kan beoordelen geen rol speelt in het spoorgoederenvervoer.
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My freckles look like spots. That's kinda gross. & I no longer have a pro account & it's weird because I haven't had to look at ads on flickr for aaages (one whole year, actually), & now there's a limit to only 200 photos on my stream, & only 100MB of photos per month. Oh & I can't see what weird stats I've been getting (I always get weird ones). It's very strange.
I couldn't decide whether to upload or not. But I don't want to fall behind on my diary. I spent like the whole day with Hannah, & we didn't take a single picture - actually, I took a few of my Mom when she was on stage - but otherwise it was a picture free day. & it was a nice day too. =)
This is when Max & I when we were on the terraces yesterday.
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I'm actually really tired & it's only 2.20am, but I will write this entry tomorrow. Before my Mom went to sleep I thanked her for the lovely day, & told her how much I enjoyed it.
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Soooo, it's really irritating when you're waking up & you can hear your Mom coming closer & closer to your room, talking on the phone to someone who is obviously your friend, & is telling them that you have been lying around in bed & should be awake by now. I said I would get up at 10am. I check the clock. It's 9.40am. So I'm not even late. But my Mom is still spouting this bull. She comes in & gives me the phone. It's Hannah, I start talking to her as my Mom exits the room. Except she doesn't. She stands at the door and says very, very loudly "GET UP! GET UP! GET UP!" I only just managed to refrain from telling her to fuck right off, & instead stopped half-way through talking to Hannah & yelled "MOM!" She left then. I was just really irritated because I'd said when I was getting up, & I wasn't late, I was actually awake before that, & yes okay, Hannah called me & if I hadn't been awake it would have been necessary for her to wake me, but I was already awake so there was no need to stand at my door being annoying.
But anyway. Hannah said she'd come by for 11.45pm, & we discussed what we were wearing. I only have one dress I like at the moment (last year I had 4 or 5) so that was pretty much sorted for me. I got dressed at a steady pace & then got some breakfast & read the paper. Well, Jane talked to me a lot too. My Mom had to pop out to try on her outfit for the make over today, but she came back with her friend Maggie in tour. I was eating breakfast at this point, & genuinely thought my Mom was about to ditch her friend with me & make us talk. I pointedly said "I'm eating breakfast" & then my Mom said that no they weren't going to disturb me. So that was okay. Maggie was still in the hall, so my Mom went upstairs quickly to get all her things, & then they chatted in the hall while waiting for my Mom's other guests to arrive. When everyone had arrived my Mom said they were going over there & that I could wait here for Hannah. Hannah then called moments after they left to say she'd was running a bit late & would be there in 5 or 10 mins. She offered to meet me there, but I figured it'd be easier to just meet at my house. I continued to read the paper until she got here, & then we left her car keys at my house & went out. Oh, & she showed me her new tattoo. It's of a snowdrop, & she designed it herself in memory of her grandma. It looks like a henna tattoo. I couldn't get a tattoo - too painful. & I'm just not really a fan of tattoos.
Last year I'm pretty sure we walked round the outside, but this year it was pretty windy so we walked through the school. We saw Hazel outside the reception area - well, the inbetween area between reception & the way out to the terraces, & she told us that for the time being we had to walk the whole way round the tent to enter. She also told us she wanted us to make ourselves known to the photographer, so that they had photos of younger people, & the fact that we were OEs was just an added bonus.
As we got ourselves a glass of free pink champagne I told Hannah that I was drinking more - but only wine. Actually, just Lambrusco, Buck's Fizz, & white wine spritzers. But still. I'm getting past my complete fear of it (thank you very much, American) though I still thinking getting drunk is ridiculous. We moved into the tent, but there were a lot of women crowding up the entrance, making it hard to squeeze through. I thought about checking our table seating on the board in the entrance but my Mom had mentioned we were right by the stage, so I figured we'd find it or she'd show us. && so we squeezed through the crowds & looked around the stalls - I noticed the Age Concern one (my Mom's somehow involved with them) - & we checked out what everyone was wearing & who was here. We saw the photographer, but didn't say anything. Also, last year there were these 2 women who were basically goth twins. Well, they're super tanned (totally over the top) & have suuuch black hair, (always worn really elaborately), way too much make up, & odd dresses. The dresses would probably look nice if they just toned it down a bit. Anyway, we figured out one of the goth women was the mother of a girl in choir who would be singing today. I really dislike the mother because she is very pushy, & was rude towards me because I got the main solo at the Christmas services, not her daughter. But her daughter does have a lovely voice.
While we were looking around we saw the woman I wrote about after this event last year, & Hannah burst out laughing & said she'd been telling someone about it just the other day. It was quite funny, & anyone I've told the story to has agreed with what I was saying. But it's probably best if I don't repeat it. My Mom came over to talk then & said she was worried because they were putting her in skinny white jeans for the make over. I'm sure she'll be fine. Though I usually think of skinny white jeans as a young people thing. Then, my Mom went & introduced us to two of her friends who were running the Age Concern stall, & basically ditched us there. I can't remember the name of one of the women, but the other was Maggie. Her son works in the theatre & TV, & she saw my production last week. So we had a quick talk about the arts, & then she asked me my favourite author. Samuel Richardson was the first person to pop into my head, & I really do love 'Pamela' so I said him. I'm not sure if she actually knew who he was. Kudos if she did. && she said she preferred seeing Arthur Miller plays to Shakespeare. I couldn't entirely agree. I see them as 2 different types of theatre, which yes you can compare, but you could also argue that they're very different. So, um, yeah. I let her move onto Hannah then, & she quizzed her about art, & then said Hannah & I would probably be friends for life. I've never really labelled my friendship with Hannah, so I felt a teeny bit awkward then. We were looking for a way to escape this dwindling conversation, when Maggie said we mustn't let her keep us, so we were just about to say goodbye when she continued talking. Uggh. I hate it when I get caught in conversations, & totally can't get out of them. We started talking about how our feet were hurting, & were going to sit down, when Maggie said her feet were hurting too . . . & the conversation continued. Eventually Hannah just said her feet were really hurting & that she just had to sit down, so we said our goodbyes. I felt rude, but some people I just don't gel with. Maggie seemed nice, but I don't really like to talk about the things I'm interested in. Which sounds silly, but I have my passions, & I usually have friends who are not interested in there areas, or if they are, it's just a minor thing, & there are things they're more interested in. So when someone else comes along & tries to talk to me about these things I'm like "Woah, back off." I don't mean anything by it. I just rarely feel comfortable talking about it. I know. I'm weird.
We saw my Mom then, & she showed us to our table, which really was right by the stage. There were a few of my Mom's friends sitting there already, but I could only remember one of their names. Awkward. They all said hi to me, so I didn't have to remember their names in the end. The woman next to Hannah was quite old, & as we were talking she caught my eye. I felt it would be rude not to say hi, so we both did. And then the woman basically told us her life story. I really had no idea how to react when she told us her husband left us with her 2 year old son for another woman, & then died about three years later after suffering from Parkinsons. Obviously her son has all grown up now (this story came up when she started telling us her son used to go here) so these events happened a while ago, but I still didn't know what to say. The school's music scholars were singing & playing & the sound was blasting from the speakers, which also made it really hard to hear. After we finished our conversation with this woman Hannah said she hadn't known how to react to her story either. So then we just chatted. My Mom got some wine for her table, so I had some. It wasn't to my liking, but I drank it anyway. Must keep up appearances of normality.
Lunch was served, & Maggie was really nice & said because I didn't eat chicken I could have her slice of the asparagus quiche, but I really didn't need it. She was really be nice & insisting I have it, but I was fine. I had another brief conversation with her while Hannah was caught talking to the woman next to her. She asked me if I liked contemporary music. I said yes. I didn't know how to elaborate. I told her I didn't like screamo and country & western. I probably should have asked her what music she liked, but I just found talking to her so awkward. I don't know why. She said her son always told her to tell people who wanted to go into his industry that it was very hard, & that he'd been struggling. She was trying to be kind, but I figured that I was 19, & have been focusing on this for over 10 years, so of course I knew the industry was hard. But I'm being overly critical here. She was probably just looking for common ground. I felt even more awkward when my Mom asked Maggie if she'd told me about her son. She had. We still had very little to talk about.
Hannah & I were originally going to get Eton Mess for pudding, but my Mom chose this vanilla turrine & it looked so good that we went for it too. I thought it would taste better than it did, but the raspberry sauce was lovely. && then the speaker for this year started. She ran 'Save Our Souls', which teaches women how to dress better, & for their shape & colour palette. My Mom is on the Parent's Society, so had been asked to be one of the models, along with another woman. The other woman went first, & was told she was an autumn palette (warm colours). When the palettes were both held against her skin the warm ones obviously looked better. Then my Mom was up on stage. It was harder to tell with her, but I would say the cool palette (spring) was a little more striking against her. I don't think my Mom was pleased, as she wears very warm colours, but she's lucky because they all look good on her really. Maggie said she thought the warm looked best, & I said I thought they both looked good, but the cool possibly just won for me. Then she went back stage to get her new outfit, while the woman talked to us about the clothes best for us. I didn't necessarily agree when she talked about how to dress with big boobs. As someone who probably has some of the biggest natural boobs in the country I had to totally disagree. She said wear long necklaces - they just hang off my boobs like a shelf. She said to wear very deep v-necks - whenever I do people just look at my boobs even more & say I'm trying to raw attention to them. There were a few other things she said which I had to say from experience were totally wrong. Hannah agreed. Then they were ready to show us the clothes. The woman who went before my Mom came out in a green maxi dress, (which was quite nice), a coral pashmina, & a big brown belt just under her chest. Oh, & a long necklace. The dress was nice, but the belt & necklace pushed everything weirdly, & made it quite unflattering. Then my Mom came out. Her legs looked soooo skinny (well, she does have very skinny legs), but she was wearing this polka dot mac which bulked her out & hid her shape. Apparently they'd lost the blazer they'd picked out for her. She looked better without the mac, & had a purple sleeveless top with a blue cardi on. Then the woman fastened the cardi, which was unflattering. But the jeans looked good. & they also found the blazer, which looked nice with the rest of the outfit. I took some photos on her camera for her - shocked at the quality, I must say I've been quite spoiled by my cameras. One of my Mom's friends commented that she'd never realised just how skinny my Mom was. That was nice - I've got to remember to tell her that.
When my Mom came to sit down Maggie told her that she thought both colours looked good on her, & I said I liked everything but the mac & the blue cardi. Hannah said she liked everything, & my Mom said that a far as she was concerned what I'd said was high praise coming from me. =p
The woman finished her talk, & my Mom got some beautiful flowers as a thank you for taking part. They really were lovely. Hannah & I just stayed at the table & chatted, until she said she had to put some more cream on her tattoo. We exited the tent from the far side just as the raffle started, & Hannah took off her heels to walk across the grass. The queue in the bathroom was quite long, but she only needed to wash her hands. We headed back but were a little too nervous to walk through the tent while everyone was focusing on the raffle. We passed the musicians still sitting at a table by the entrance, & when we got back to the table Hannah asked me why they were still here. I replied that they probably had nothing better to do with their time. Mary McCarthy, who was helping out with the raffle right in front of her table, laughed & said she'd heard what I said (thinking I'd meant it about the people running the raffle). I felt mortified, & said I hadn't been talking about her, but I'm not sure if she believed me. She said she didn't mind though. Mary really is very sweet, & I wouldn't say that about her even if I did think the raffle people had nothing better to do with their time. Which isn't true anyway.
After the raffle everyone started dispersing, & Maggie got up to go. I tried to catch her eye to say goodbye, but she didn't look at me. I'm not sure if she was purposefully ignoring me, or just thought I wasn't worth the bother. I felt a twinge of guilt then, but I really hadn't know what to say to her. After she left my Mom asked me how she was, & I admitted that I hadn't really had much to say. My Mom reprimanded me then & said she was grieving for her husband, which made me feel awful, until I asked when it had happened. She said it happened seventeen years ago, which made me feel less bad. My Mom said it shouldn't make any difference that it had happened seventeen years ago, but it does, even if just a little bit. If it had just happened very recently then I would have admired her for being able to come out to an event like this, because I certainly wouldn't be able to. But after seventeen years I probably would have been able to leave the house. So that's the difference.
Hannah & I flipped through the magazine that we'd been given for free (last year we got free hair care) & I pointed out the shots I wanted to do. She said she could do those poses, & we just needed to find the locations & then voila. My Mom came back & said the jeans were only £8, so she'd probably get them, & maybe the tops too. She also very kindly gave us money for afternoon tea - I'm sure it was free last time. Hannah got a piece of chocolate cake, while I went for a piece of Victoria Sponge cake, & we both had tea. Jean was serving, so I said hey. Oh & Hannah called her mum to ask if she had the money to pay for the ticket, but Elaine was at the LS swimming gala, so my Mom said she'd write a check for her now & Hannah would pay her back at the party tonight. I thought that was very nice of her.
We headed back to our table, & I remembered to reply to a text I'd gotten from Vicky about the cast meal. Boffey had a tennis match, so she was asking if we were still having the meal. I said it was up to them. Hazel came over & asked if Hannah's tattoo was real or henna. Hannah think that Hazel's estimation of her has gone down now. After finishing our afternoon tea we headed outside the tent. The weather had been so up and down - cool, windy, hot, humid. We were hot now, & right above the tent there were blue skies & white clouds, but above the benches we were going to sit down on there were grey clouds that looked like they might burst at any moment. Before we got to the benches 2 boys went & sat there, so we just sat on the little steps & took our heels off & talked some more. Alex approached to ask me if we were having the cast dinner & I said it was up to them, so she said we were having it. We then saw Dave AR walking over to talk to the boys on the benches. He's back from UCLA to go to the ball with his girlfriend. He didn't acknowledge us at first, but at one point we both looked up at the same time, so he had to wave & smile (it was more of a grimace). I waved back & told Hannah, so she looked up & waved too. He returned the wave & showed teeth when he smiled. Hannah said he was being weird, & that even though we weren't close, he should still have come over to at least say hey. He left, & it started to spit a little bit, so we headed over to my house.
She wanted to see my new laptop & camera, so I showed them & we went through facebook profiles of people we knew. I think she was a bit pissed off with the girls we used to hang out with at school, so we were looking at what they'd been doing recently. Hugh came in & got cereal & I just thought it was nice how he got on with Hannah. Her mum called & asked Hannah to pick her up for the Leaving Drinks at my house (for the teachers leaving at the end of this year) so I told my Mom we'd be back in 10mins & that I had my phone with me. Hannah had All Time Low's CD playing, & I'm not sure what I think of it. It's the type of music I used to listen to all the time, but over the last year or so - probably more - it's become a bit samey to me. I do like their single 'Lost in Stereo' though.
Hannah changed out of her heels at her house & showed me the photos on her camera from her night out last night. Her mum finished getting ready - after being a bit annoyed at Hannah for the mess she'd left her room in - & we got back to my house. (Max called me on the way home to apologise for not seeing me today. He said he'd been in school for the last four hours, but he'd just been so busy. I thought it was nice of him to actually call & apologise, but it wasn't as if I'd been waiting around for him today. He said he might see me tomorrow, but he probably won't.) But anyway, Hannah & I went out into the garden when we got back, where my Dad told us that actually my Mom was wrong to invite us to this party, as it was a Common Room party, & that we should leave. First I showed Hannah our new patio area, & then we went & got food from Jean. We tried this tomato sticks & cranberry with cheese puffs. They were particularly nice.
We headed in then & wondered what the hell to do. Usually we take photos, or watch movies, or bake. We couldn't exactly bake now. So it was either movies or photos. We headed up to my room (stopping on the way to show Hannah my brother's drawing, before he rushed in & grabbed them & said they weren't good enough to be seen, although Hannah assured him that wasn't true) & lay on my bed for a bit before deciding to go & look at photos taken over the years on my laptop. We decided we'd have to put up some of the really bad ones of people we knew. After we'd finished Hannah wanted to look through the photos on my flickr & decide which ones to sell, so we started doing that until her mum said it was time to go after an hour and a half. I then read until the party finished about an hour later. There were no cranberry puffs left. Great sadness.
I read some more until my parents called me up to watch TV with them all. I had 3 lemon sherbets left from a packet we got back at Christmas, so I gave one to my brother & my Dad. My Mom said she couldn't have them because of her teeth, so I had the last one. My Mom started to fall asleep, & after BB was finished my Dad told Hugh & I to go to bed. My Mom was still partially awake, so I told her how lovely this day had been. I enjoyed my evening, & the routine of spending time with my family. I felt a bit sad that my Dad basically tentatively asked me if I wanted to watch it with them. I don't mean to be stroppy about watching it. Just it's annoying to watch it so late usually, & usually when I won't watch it I've just had a fight with my Mom, so am upset. But really I like spending time with them all. =)