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It actually belonged to RMU Kakanj (Pogon Ceparici Catici) coal mine where regular steam finished in April 2011, but got re-activated in Breza for half a year from mid-2013 till January 2014 after JZ62-363 - which was more or less scrap for a while already - finally stopped working. However: Kakanj (Pogon Ceparici Catici) uses Diesel since April 2011, Breza since January 2014 and Zenica got dieselized last by autumn 2014 (dates one the web are not correct, I know it 100% since I spent a month in Bosnia each winter for steam photos).
Actually found something old in Japan. Had to go up into the hills to find it though. There is actually a lot of old stuff around, just none in the city that is readily shootable.
Actually it started with several years of darn hard work but now there is the kiss ...
Hand held by me.
its actually a display in front of a vegetable store in Granby,Quebec....its quite nice and old style...the light was great that day ..but i did a few tricks to it...prise de vue d,un épicerie a Granby,Quebec...Le Végétarien rue principale
Tancho Crane/ Red-crowned Crane
The red-crowned crane (Grus japonensis), also called the Manchurian crane or Japanese crane (Japanese: 丹頂鶴 or タンチョウヅル; rōmaji: tanchōzuru), is a large East Asian crane among the rarest cranes in the world. In some parts of its range, it is known as a symbol of luck, longevity, and fidelity.
Adult red-crowned cranes are named for a patch of red bare skin on the crown, which becomes brighter during mating season. Overall, they are snow white in color with black on the wing secondaries, which can appear almost like a black tail when the birds are standing, but the real tail feathers are actually white. Males are black on the cheeks, throat, and neck, while females are pearly gray in these spots. The bill is olive green to greenish horn, the legs are slate to grayish black, and the iris is dark brown.
This species is among the largest cranes, typically measuring about 150 to 158 cm (4 ft 11 in to 5 ft 2 in) tall and 101.2–150 cm (3 ft 4 in–4 ft 11 in) in length (from bill to tail tip). Across the large wingspan, the red-crowned crane measures 220–250 cm (7 ft 3 in–8 ft 2 in). Typical body weight can range from 4.8 to 10.5 kg (11 to 23 lb), with males being slightly larger and heavier than females and weight ranging higher just prior to migration. On average, it is the heaviest crane species, although both the sarus and wattled crane can grow taller and exceed this species in linear measurements. On average, adult males from Hokkaidō weighed around 8.2 kg (18 lb) and adult females there averaged around 7.3 kg (16 lb), while a Russian study found males averaged 10 kg (22 lb) and females averaged 8.6 kg (19 lb); in some cases, females could outweigh their mates despite the males' slightly larger average body weight. Another study found the average weight of the species to be 8.9 kg (20 lb).
In the spring and summer, the migratory populations of the red-crowned crane breed in Siberia (eastern Russia), north-eastern China and occasionally in north-eastern Mongolia (i.e., Mongol Daguur Strictly Protected Area). The breeding range centers in Lake Khanka, on the border of China and Russia. Normally, the crane lays two eggs, with only one surviving. Later, in the fall, they migrate in flocks to the Korean Peninsula and east-central China to spend the winter. Vagrants have also been recorded in Taiwan. In addition to the migratory populations, a resident population is found in eastern Hokkaidō in Japan. This species nests in wetlands and rivers. In the wintering range, their habitat is comprised mainly by paddy fields, grassy tidal flats, and mudflats. In the flats, the birds feed on aquatic invertebrates and, in cold, snowy conditions, the birds switch to mainly living on rice gleanings from the paddy fields.
The population of red-crowned cranes in Japan is mostly non-migratory, with the race in Hokkaidō moving only 150 km (93 mi) to its wintering grounds. Only the mainland population experiences a long-distance migration. They leave their wintering grounds in spring by February and are established on territories by April. In fall, they leave their breeding territories in October and November, with the migration fully over by mid-December.
A red-crowned crane pair duets in various situations, helping to establish formation and maintenance of the pair bond, as well as territorial advertisement and agonistic signaling. The pair moves rhythmically until they are standing close, throwing their heads back and letting out a fluting call in unison, often triggering other pairs to start duetting, as well. As it is occurs year around, the social implications of dancing are complex in meaning. However, dancing behavior is generally thought to show excitement in the species. To strengthen the bond, red-crowned cranes engage in dual honking rituals before performing a dance.
The estimated total population of the species is only 2,750 in the wild, including about 1,000 birds in the resident Japanese population. Of the migratory populations, about 1,000 winter in China (mainly at the Yellow River delta and Yancheng Coastal Wetlands), and the remaining winter in Korea. It received endangered status on June 2, 1970.
In Japan, this crane is known as the tanchōzuru and is said to live for 1,000 years. A pair of red-crowned cranes was used in the design for the Series D 1000-yen note (reverse side). In the Ainu language, the red-crowned crane is known as sarurun kamuy or "marsh-kamuy". At Tsurui, they are one of the 100 Soundscapes of Japan. Cranes are said to grant favours in return for acts of sacrifice, as in Tsuru no Ongaeshi ("crane's return of a favor").
Status: Endangered
Actually it was after a major storm last winter on the east coast of England, but the colours in the sunset were amazing.
Actually, it's only one stilt, captured three times against a dull grey sky. So, there's been some digital doctoring here, but only one bird against a grey background wouldn't have been worth posting, so it was either take the bird to the doctor, or bury him...
Actually no, it's Avicii Arena (aka "Globen") in Stockholm, Sweden.
Camera: Leica R7 (10068), made in 1996
Lens: Leitz Summilux-R 50 mm 2nd model (11776)
Kodak Portra 400 colour negative film
Developed and scanned by www.meinfilmlab.de
Actually, the Bellaire (Ohio) Railroad Viaduct and Elevated Railway. In the movie, UNSTOPPABLE, Denzel Washington works to stop a speeding runnaway train with several cars of toxic chemicals from hitting this curve and derailing, thus releasing it's toxic load on the public of "Stanton, Pa." The climax of the movie was filmed right here in Bellaire, Ohio.
On a side note, I did not know about the movie being filmed here and was really surprised when I saw this in the movie. I know Bellaire very well. It is the birthplace and home of my father before he and my mother married and they moved to the Youngstown Ohio area. As a child, we would take family trips here to visit with my grandparents who had a farm not far from here (where my father grew up). I can remember seeing Steam locomotives pulling trains across this bridge!
I still have family living in this area.
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Actually... this guy wasn't even doing any of the work! he was just happily drinking on that mound of dirt in the bamboo forest, supervising everyone else doing all the dirty work. lazy bugger!
Scary buffalo shots are done I think. I can't promise I won't post any pig slaughtering ones though :)
Happy Sunday!
Actually thought to make this into an actual fig. I painted the gas mask to try and give it more of a navy-style camouflage pattern (weather I was able to accomplish that well is up to interpretation). The MP5 is for a bud that I'm just showing off here.
Actually, we were heading out and looking back... those are my Jeep tracks. A long drive back to pavement and hoping to make most of it with a little light left. It didn't help that I felt compelled to stop every 2 seconds to take another picture in the late afternoon light. If you look closely, you can see Cadiz Dunes on the horizon. Converted to b&w, a little texture added, and some additional toning for Sliders Sunday.
Actually he has already arrived to his new home but that is how he was going to start his long journey to USA =)
I'm not actually sure what this photo exactly is. I found it amongst some shots from New Zealand i'd forgotten about and thought it was worth loading up...
Pretty sure I took it when we were standing in a field trying to shoot eagles..
Penn,s Store is located in the Forkland area of Marion, Boyle and Casey County, Kentucky. The property is listed on the National Registry of Historic Places
and is a designated Kentucky Historical Landmark, also is listed as a Kentucky Centennial Business.
.........................Penn's Store is the oldest country store in America run by the same family since 1850. The age of the store is not actually known. It can be traced back to 1845 when William Spragens at age 21 ran the store; however, others are known to have run it before Spragens.
Gabriel Jackson "Jack" Penn was the first Penn to own the store. In c.1870 ownership and operation of the store was transferred from Jack Penn to his oldest son, Martin Wilson "Dick" Penn. Dick Penn was born the second child of nine children on February 19, 1852. He married Isabelle May and they had one son, David Martin Penn. Dick and Isabelle lived in a little house next to the store.
Dick Penn was truly a man of many talents. Among his professions were being a surveyor, dentist, druggist, and postmaster. He was the community's first postmaster and Penn's Store was site of the first post office in the area known as Rollings, Kentucky. In c.1910 the post office moved to Gravel Switch to be close to the train, which would stop in the town to get gravel from the creek.
Dick Penn was given a grant by the governor of Kentucky to administer drugs. Penn's Store carried a wide assortment of drugs which Penn sold to the local people. Penn was also known to have a cure for skin cancer and treated many people with such afflictions. He was given the cure by a foreign doctor. It is believed that he came to the area to meet with Dr. Cleaver who had an office near the store. Dick Penn swore to secrecy the formula and never divulged its ingredients. Since no one in the family held Penn's love for medicine, on July 4, 1913, after a hot day of surveying, Martin Wilson Penn died from a heat stroke on the store porch. Thus, the cancer secret went with him.
Dick's son, Martin Penn, at age 36 became the new store keeper. Born March 24, 1877, Martin married Nina Sue Kirkland and they had 10 children. Five boys and five girls: Daisy (b.1899), Evelyn (b.1901), Theol (b.1904), Paulette (b. 1906), Haskell (b.1908), Gerald (b.1911), Jeane (b. 1913), Alma (b.1915), Hunter (b.1919), Miles (b.1922).
Penn's Store looked quite different in its younger years than it does today. There were many buildings that surrounded the store. There was a spirits shop to the right of the store, a poultry coop used to house chickens and assorted fowl that people brought to the store to trade for goods, and a storage building that Dick Penn used to keep his surplus drugs. Dick and Isabelle's house was to the left of the store, complete with a rock walk leading to the store. After Dr. Cleaver left the area, his office and house became the home of Martin and Sue Penn. The store then carried a wide variety of goods. There were shoes, fabric, farming tools, lanterns, and just about any thing that was needed by a rural inhabitant.
Martin Penn, with the help of his five sons, farmed while also tending to the store. However, one day in 1933, while raking hay with a team of horses, the team got spooked and ran off with him. Martin's legs were entangled in the reins and he was dragged along the creek bed near the store. Shortly thereafter he died from massive injuries.
Sue Penn, "Mammy" as she was affectionately called, became the new storekeeper. Along with all of the children she kept the store running. By this time, some of the children were married and had moved to other states, but some of the children had moved nearby and came daily to help. Haskell, who never married, stayed with Mammy to help work the family farm and help tend to the store. Alma, "Tincy", came daily to help with the store and do the "women's chores" around the house. In 1972, at the age of 92, Mammy died in her sleep.
This left Haskell as the next storekeeper, along with help from Tincy, who still would come and do the "women's work" plus stay in the store on occasion. Haskell tended the store for many years. He lived alone in the family house. Penn's Store had changed little over the course of the years. It was still the place to come to in the community and new residents would always make themselves known to Penn's Store. Haskell kept the store open seven days a week, rain or shine.
In 1993, after suffering a stroke, Haskell passed away. He was 84. He passed the store on to his youngest sister Tincy, who kept everything just as it was with little changes. Tincy received help from her daughter and grand-daughters in keeping the store open every day, seven days a week, rain or shine.
In June 2000, one of Tincy's granddaughters, Dava, passed away from a heart condition. In December 2001, Alma 'Tincy' Penn Lane passed away. She passed the store on to her daughter Jeanne Penn Lane and grand-daughter, Dawn Lane Osborn.
actually he was surrounded by family, but all other juveniles were away in groups of their own whilst this one was young enough still to be suckling... must have been the last to be born but i am surprised to see Such a baby at Christmas time
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actually sisters... and improper lighting adjustment, but look at that baby glow!
photo taken through the rusty pipes from the previous photo.
tannery park, surrey bc
Actually a male Green Sweat Bee approaching the female on the flower. These are not aggressive bees and are great pollinators. The males have no stinger at all.
I actually really like the coloring in this. I can't believe that tomorrow is my last day of the photography challenge.
I got 300 subscribers on YouTube last night, so that's really nice.
I've been obsessed with the Myers-Briggs personality test lately for some reason. I guess I just like having a better understanding of the way people think and act. My personality type is INTJ (Introverted, Intuition, Thinking, Judging), and it suits me absolutely perfectly.
I don't want to go back to school tomorrow. Really.
I had actually asked Barney to "stay" so that I could take a photo with the waves and sunset behind him but the excitement of the beach lured him away. Interesting scents and objects to be found: sea weed, drift wood, pebbles and so on, demanded his urgent attention and he just couldn't bring himself to stay still longer than a fraction of a second. So I got this one - Barn busily exploring the seashore, apparently completely ignoring me, intent on sniffing and exploring - though I suspect if I'd bent down to pick a pebble up he'd have been at my feet instantly!
Barney is quite independent at times, he does likes to play but is less obsessive than some BCs are. He's happy running around, doing his own thing. Actually, it was a real problem when we were first getting to know each other as Barn would take himself off for adventures without much of a thought about where his "hoomans" were. He never quite ran away from me (if he got too far, I'd run in the opposite direction, making high-pitched squeaky calls - it worked every time) but I know both my dad and step-mum lost him for 30mins or so, on at least a couple of occasions. These days Barney is very tuned in to where I am and while he still enjoys his independence and time spent doing his own thing, I am confident that I probably couldn't lose him if I tried!
Been away since Monday - having my monthly check-up at the hospital. All is well, my consultant is still happy with my progress and says everything looks fine. The other good news, is that I had my PEG (stomach feeding tube) out today!! Fitted almost exactly this time last yr, prior to surgery for oral cancer I needed to use it for all my food (and even drink) due to the operation, then radiotherapy and the pain and loss of my swallow reflex that that caused. Over the summer I've got lots better with eating and finally felt confident enough to have it taken out. I hadn't expected for that to happen this week though - thought I'd have to wait for the next clinic, so it was a bit of a surprise!! Hopefully, I've not acted too soon and I'll be able to keep my weight stable... without needing to drink complan shakes (yuk!). A bit strange to be tubeless after so long - I keep expecting to feel it. It is really nice to have my own body back though and a major step forward in my recovery, so all in all its been a happy day :)
Actually, this is a viewing structure overlooking Rainbow Harbor and Shoreline Village in Long Beach, CA near golden hour.
Been away from the camera for a month or so, it feels good to be back...
We actually made it to the burn this year! We didn't sleep through it.
poi, spinning fire.
people.
Four Quarters Interfaith Sanctuary, Artemas, Pennsylvania.
June 11, 2016.
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BACKSTORY: Well, that was a crazy burn! So much shit I never expected to do, at WickerMan Burn 2016!
- Damaged Carolyn's car on the way in so that it permanently squeaks, except it got better by the time we left
- Ate a tequila worm (so much more chewing than you would imagine!) when naked-goddess-bartender poured me one, randomly. (I had to check that it wasn't something from the woods)
- Watched fireworks so dangerously close that I needed first aid for a burned eyeball (could this be why the vision in that eye went bad this year?)
- Learned to weave. On a loom. And wove some. Took video of weaving.
- worried about this spleen issue I have that is starting to feel less like a pain, and more like an actual tumor that you can distinctly feel on one side (still hurting as of 2017, CT Scan found nothing)
- controlled huge flamethrowers with laserbeams & buttons
- fun stuff on top of a 20-ft wooden ziggurat art installation (Carolyn was too scared to go up!)
- Watched a firework fireball zoom past Carolyn's head (she didn't even flinch) and catch the ground on fire 1 foot from her feet
- Made out with both members of a couple (beards can be soft?)
- Bounced in a moon bounce
- Saw Carolyn fall off a bounce-house ramp, tumbling in mid air, as onlookers screamed (one massage later, she's fine)
- Played with propane bubbles (cover hand, stick in fire, watch self burn) with zero regard for my safety or even knowing what they were ("other people aren't dying when they do this, so i'll do this, whatever this is. no, i won't ask anybody any questions about it or learn anything safety-related")
- Treated 2nd degree cooking burn with actual aloe leaves someone bundled up, just in case. Only had to walk 20 feet from my camp! No relation to previous bullet point.
- Tried [REDACTED]
- Used logical deduction to guide a damsel in distress to her campsite that she could not find, even though I had never been there. (If you want to flatter me, make me feel like Aragorn. I also accept pints of cherry tomatoes & great conversation)
- Received tons of compliments about my hair & badass cartoon shirt (and about my brain) (but I get that a lot... it's the others I'm not so used to)
- Worried about Andrea in rehab. Did all kinds of crazy things to maintain connectivity to check up on her. A lotta good that did. RIP, Andrea.
- Learned to always great one specific person with "Hi, Clint!" (Her name is not Clint. This is how she prefers greetings.)
- Wore My Little Pony boxer-briefs around strangers
- Sent video from the middle of the woods with a phone that only works when plugged in (tricky)
- Met the creator of games I've played for 15 yrs, & found out that the vintage set of game pieces my aunt found me in a thrift store are so rare that he was re-telling people about our set... Even when we weren't even there. So honored! To tell the man who invented Fluxx thatyou had the original Fluxx back when that was the only Fluxx you could get was awesome, too.
- But to make a reference to a specific episode of 2 Stupid Dogs to the creator of Fluxx, and have him know it and repeat it back... Wow.
- Chastised by Channy for not knowing how to spell my own name on facebook, becuase she wanted pictoral proof of my story that did not believe -- that the deer shit that came out of the deer when my Bonneville was totalled (while driving back from Dirk's) had splattered onto my car in the shape of Pluto the Dog's face. I totally sent her that picture!
- Lost 1 of 2 cameras, resulting in our pictures being quite incomplete (gee, real Burnery of whoever found it to not bother giving it back. If I find someone else's camera, I guess this means I'll have to keep it to break even?)
- Learned I can consistently inhale an entire nitrous oxide cartridge in one lungful
- Randomly given 2 beers by someone, only to ask to see her face, and, after introductions, us all realizing we already know each other already and are FB friends already (wtf?! what are the odds?!)
Saw a truck covered in fire driving down the mountain like nothing was going on. Overheard: "Are you seeing that? Is that real?"
Phew? Did I get everything? I don't know! One night, I never saw my camp during the night time, at all.
Café Old Vienna
1st district, Baker street 9
Behind the door front of the Café Alt Wien one suspects a gloomy pub rather than a coffee house. And one actually finds such a fact there. And yet it was always a coffee house, to this day. However, its history is much younger than the interior suggests, although the roots of Café Alt Wien date back to the 1930s. That is when Leopold and Josefine Hawelka - one day after their wedding - launched Café Alt Wien on Bäckerstrasse. But after just three years, the couple moved the company because of the high purchase price to a new location: At the Dorotheer alley they settled down and led there from then on their later legendary Café Hawelka.
Although in the rooms on the Baker street always a culinary establishment was quartered, but it was rather a smoky scene pub which was frequented mainly by creatures of the night. But when in the 70s and 80s more and more Viennese greats from literature, drama and the cultural scene discovered Café Alt Wien for themselves, the restaurant soon acquired the status of a more or less genuine Viennese coffee house. In the 80s, the café was redecorated as it still is today - with old, worn-out furniture from another coffeehouse. The young Old Vienna was therefore forced into a real old dress.
However, the "artificial" patina has become genuine and authentic, and Café Alt Wien has cult status. Its dimness provides daylight-shy people a hoard. Nevertheless, it is here after sunset really a very bustling place. It becomes loud and stuffy in the evenings in the Old Vienna, and you always meet a bunch of individualists. With the ball lights, the worn floor and the scratched furniture, the coffee house, which has a kitchen known all over the city, has an unmistakable charm. The countless posters from the scene contribute its share.
Café Alt Wien
1. Bezirk, Bäckerstrasse 9
Hinter der Türfront des Café Alt Wien vermutet man eher eine düstere Kneipe als ein Kaffeehaus. Und so eine findet man da eigentlich auch in der Tat vor. Und trotzdem war es immer ein Kaffeehaus, bis zum heutigen Tag. Seine Geschichte ist aber viel jünger als es das Interieur suggeriert, obschon die Wurzeln des Café Alt Wien in die 30er-Jahre zurückgehen. Damals nämlich hoben Leopold und Josefine Hawelka - einen Tag nach ihrer Hochzeit - das Café Alt Wien an der Bäckerstrasse aus der Taufe. Doch schon nach drei Jahren verlegte das Ehepaar den Betrieb wegen des zu hohen Kaufpreises an einen neuen Ort: An der Dorotheergasse liessen sie sich nieder und führten dort fortan ihr später zur Legende gewordenes Café Hawelka.
In den Räumen an der Bäckerstrasse blieb in der Folge zwar stets ein Gastrobetrieb einquartiert, doch war es eher eine verrauchte Szenekneipe, die vornehmlich von Nachtgestalten frequentiert wurde. Doch als in den 70er- und 80er-Jahren immer mehr Wiener Grössen aus Literatur, Schauspiel und Kulturszene das Café Alt Wien für sich entdeckten, erwarb sich das Lokal bald den Status eines mehr oder weniger echten Wiener Kaffeehauses. In den 80ern wurde das Café so hergerichtet, wie es sich heute noch präsentiert - mit altem, abgesessenen Mobiliar aus einem anderen Kaffeehaus. Das junge Alt Wien wurde demzufolge in ein echtes altes Kleid gezwungen.
Die "künstliche" Patina ist mittlerweile jedoch echt und authentisch geworden, und das Café Alt Wien hat Kultstatus. Seine Schummrigkeit bietet Tageslichtscheuen Menschen einen Hort. Dennoch geht es hier erst nach Sonnenuntergang so richtig lebendig zu und her. Laut und stickig wird es in den Abendstunden nämlich im Alt Wien, und man trifft hier stets auf einen Haufen von Individualisten.. Mit den Kugelleuchten, dem abgetretenen Boden und dem angekratzten Mobiliar besitzt das Kaffeehaus, welches über eine stadtweit bekannte Küche verfügt, einen unverwechselbaren Charme. Die zahllosen Plakate aus der Szene tragen das Ihrige dazu bei.
Back at the abandoned warehouse again with props this time! Thanks again for your support, your comments and title ideas-so inspired that I actually came up with my own title for this one.
Happy weekend my Flickr peeps!
Actually taken just outside my house and was a failed attempt on a Milkyway shot. Played around with it in Photoshop, and then desided to check out some of the new features in Neo. Ended up with this artistic and dreamy scene.
Actually I think it was officially 'Thamesdown' in July 1974.
This 1962 PD2 has Weymann bodywork. I have to say that I found that grille design really ugly!
actually, this pack has a BJ Toys logo, not Sungold. if anyone has any of these loose, i would love to buy them!
Prior to World War II and the invention of radar, acoustic mirrors were built as early warning devices around the coasts of Great Britain, with the aim of detecting incoming enemy aircraft by the sound of their engines. The most famous of these devices still stand at Denge on the Dungeness peninsula and at Hythe in Kent. Other examples exist in other parts of Britain (including Sunderland, Redcar, Boulby, Kilnsea) and Selsey Bill, and Baħar iċ-Ċagħaq in Malta. The Maltese sound mirror is known locally as "the ear" (il-Widna) and appears to be the only sound mirror built outside Great Britain.
Acoustic mirrors at Denge
The Dungeness mirrors, known colloquially as the "listening ears", consist of three large concrete reflectors built in the 1920s–1930s. Their experimental nature can be discerned by the different shapes of each of the three reflectors: one is a long, curved wall about 5 m high by 70 m long, while the other two are dish-shaped constructions approximately 4–5 m in diameter. Microphones placed at the foci of the reflectors enabled a listener to detect the sound of aircraft far out over the English Channel. The reflectors are not parabolic, but are actually spherical mirrors.[1] Spherical mirrors may be used for direction finding by moving the sensor rather than the mirror; another unusual example is the Arecibo Observatory.
Acoustic mirrors had a limited effectiveness, and the increasing speed of aircraft in the 1930s meant that they would already be too close to deal with by the time they had been detected. The development of radar put an end to further experimentation with the technique. Nevertheless, there were long-lasting benefits. The acoustic mirror programme, led by Dr William Sansome Tucker, had given Britain the methodology to use interconnected stations to pin point the position of an enemy in the sky. The system they developed for linking the stations and plotting aircraft movements was given to the early radar team and contributed to their success in World War II; although the British radar was less sophisticated than the German system, the British system was used more successfully.
There are three acoustic mirrors in the complex, each consisting of a single concrete hemispherical reflector.
The 200 foot mirror is a near vertical, curved wall, 200 feet (60m) long. It is one of only two similar acoustic mirrors in the world, the other being in Magħtab, Malta.
The 20 foot mirror is similar to the 30 foot mirror, with a smaller, shallower dish 6 m (20 ft) across. The design is close to that of an acoustic mirror in Kilnsea, East Riding of Yorkshire.
Acoustic mirrors did work, and could effectively be used to detect slow moving enemy aircraft before they came into sight. They worked by concentrating sound waves towards a central point, where a microphone would have been located. However, their use was limited as aircraft became faster. Operators also found it difficult to distinguish between aircraft and seagoing vessels. In any case, they quickly became obsolete due to the invention of radar in 1932. The experiment was abandoned, and the mirrors left to decay. The gravel extraction works caused some undermining of at least one of the structures.
Phew, actually I thought I wont get an image today. Too much work, too much stress. So I drove around on my way home and found this nice scooter.
I would like to do other stuff, but there is no time right now and it is fucking cold outside.
Headache. Good night.
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Actually on the road around the ponds, not sure what it was thinking, but it decided to just settle down right there.
Actually done for a SPAA fringe workshop on 16 Oct 2009. This sheet contains a simple, non-exhaustive list of the key attributes of transmedia storytelling through playful social activity. Many of the existing works in this space are called Alternate Reality Games which are in effect lots of people 'playing' inside a constructed, artificial story environment. The sheet below is for the designer of the 'service' to follow a simple, rapid development sequence (after you have decided on audience and purpose, ROI of course!) 1 - Consider which typical components may enhance and be relevant for your story 2 - Map these 'event based' or media placements into a numbered sequence (fill in the open boxes) - just the order they may appear not chained! 3 - Present back what story elements will occur in each of them, include at least 6 sequence elements
Actually, on closer inspection, it looks more like a nursery.
Manama Village (Xishuangbanna), Yunnan Province China
Actually I liked it better green? Perhaps I should color it green again??? Here is a link to stage 2: flic.kr/p/2qwguM9
Peace and Noise!
/ Mushroombrain a robot constructor