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Actually this may be one of the last street food which good boys & girls want to try. It's a mouth refresher, made of mix of melty spices wrapped by some sort of washed leaf.
Actually it a closup of a waterdrop on top of a waterdispenser like this one: www.charm.trade193.com/images/968-s.jpg
Actually I don't think this is old faithful, my guess is that it's 'Lion Geyser', but I can't really be sure because I took this photograph a very long time ago. Taken with a "Kodak Star focus free" 35mm film point and shoot camera, and scanned in photoshop.
actually, i want to take a photo for the passport photograph for my driving licence...but anyway, it doesnt work ;)
I actually have a punching bag right outside in my garden.
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Actually, I really can't remember the name of this flower for the life of me...it's a hanging plant by the pool area.
Actually shooting up through a really cool part of the kelp forest at the sky. It was relaxing just hanging out there.
Actually the work is called "Bird of Peace" and was created by Cosmo Campoli. It has resided in Nichols Park on the city's southside since 1970. (Although - this is kind of cheating, because the site it presently inhabits did not used to be part of Nichols Park - but I digress onto another tale, sorry) It has been stolen twice. In fact, I actually thought it remained stolen as it is no longer in the same place that it was for decades - but lo' and behold - a stroll down 53rd street revealed that it was back. I guess the park district considers the new location 'safer.' This sculpture has also been called "Guarding the Nest" but all Hyde Parkers simply refer to it as "Da' Egg."
Sadly - I hate the new location as one can no longer just touch it as one walks through the paths of Nichols Park, Alas.....Such is the movement of progress.
I made a solar filter for my SkyWatcher 900mm scope, using a Baader Planetarium film and then attached my Canon 550D.
During the eclipse it was cloudy, and we couldn't see anything, but the sun started to burn through it towards the end. I started trying to take photos, but could see nothing but black, so it took a while to find usable settings.
Once I discovered I could take photos that weren't completely one shade I started trying to line the scope up to actually find the sun. This took ages, but the sequence of photos here show what happened when I finally got it.
I'd missed almost the entire thing, but the moon was still taking a tiny bite out of the edge, so I didn't cry.
I could not focus the camera, sadly. It only adjusts so far and that proved not to be far enough. I'm not sure if that means astrophotography is out for me or if I can maybe change some cheap parts to improve it.
It's also not clear how much the home made filter affects this. Despite my best efforts, the solar film did end up a bit warped and wrinkly!
Actually, come to think of it, not with the Rolleiflex, but a delightfully pocketable folding Voigtlander Bessa 66 with a Skopar lens
What actually happened to that whole sexual revolution thing? I remember it from growing-up in the 60s and 70s... not much seems to have changed in the toy boxes of the world though.
Would it be bad to make a football Barbie or a Veterinarian Barbie?
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(actually these are braille instructions on a diaper changing table in a public restroom, but close enough...)
i've been waging what sometimes feels like a one-woman war in the help forum against the new "people you may know" feature. flickr's refusal to refine the privacy settings so that one can opt out of being fed to its matchmaking algorithm means i had no choice but to hide my profile from sitewide searches (which also removes my icon from people's contact lists and disables other features i used to like). i'm sad to have to do it, and even sadder to realize that i may finally need out of here as further facebook fun gets rolled out on flickr.
Actually managed to get out with the camera for half an hour today - been craving some coastal long exposure stuff but the tides and weather have been against me, so went for a lunchtime wander at work instead.
On my travels, I noticed that Crossrail has claimed another victim - Edmund Martins, the famous tripe dresser and meat & offal salesmen premises has been demolished...
Graffiti wall at Stop-N-Lock, 3636 Linden Avenue, Dayton Ohio. On 2006.10.21. 34th frame of 47.
Translation invited!
Actually, it could be a bug bite on her eye lid. Not sure. This is how she woke up.
Note the sparkle spray in her hair. I wasn't there, but apparently the hair dressers took quite a liking to her.
so tired from too many outings and too much fun - think she might actually be pleased when we go back to work so she can sleep all day again
Actually, the golden statue never went anywhere; I just haven't bothered to photograph it in about two years. It still looks the same as it gets its daily (if not hourly) bath in the musical fountain at the Americana in Glendale.
Actually the evening before after we had moved a load of dead and new buses to the original garage site.
The first edition of this unusual “bataille” was held in 1981, the year when some young breeders, true goat lovers, an animal which is actually quite combative, decided after their autumn descent from the mountain pastures, to hold an exhibition of the best animals owned by local breeders, combined with a competition between the same goats.
Initially grouped in one category, and then due to a clear inequality between the varying strengths on the field, the goats were divided into three categories: the 1st over 65 kg, the second up to 65 kg and the third for the “bime” or kids under two years old.
The fight order takes place by drawing lots, the competition starts around one and continues until the evening. The fight lasts until one of the challengers (two on two) gives up and moves away, after it is eliminated from the competition. Thus the winner is the goat who has beaten the greatest number of challengers. The winners are awarded “tchambis”, collars made of maple and walnut, and inlaid by hand with the traditional bell, plus eight prizes for each category.
La prima edizione di questa singolare “bataille” si è svolta nel 1981, anno in cui alcuni giovani allevatori, appassionati di questo capo di bestiame, che peraltro è molto battagliero, decisero di fare, dopo la discesa autunnale dagli alpeggi, una rassegna dei capi migliori posseduti dai vari allevatori della zona, abbinata ad una gara di lotta tra le stesse capre.
Dapprima riunite in un’unica categoria, poi, a causa dell’evidente disparità tra le forze in campo, le capre sono state divise in tre categorie: la 1ª oltre i 65 kg, la seconda fino a 65 kg e la terza che raggruppa le “bime”, le caprette sotto i due anni di età.
L’ordine della battaglia avviene per sorteggio, la gara inizia verso le ore tredici e si protrae fino a sera. La lotta dura finchè una delle contendenti (a due a due) cede e si allontana, dopodichè viene eliminata dalla gara. Risulterà così vincitrice quella capra che avrà vinto il maggior numero di avversarie. In palio per le vincitrici gli “tchambis”, collari fatti in legno di acero e noce, intarsiati a mano con la tipica campana, più otto premi per ogni categoria.
La première édition de cette “bataille” singulière a eu lieu en 1981, année où certains éleveurs, passionnés par ces têtes de bétail, par ailleurs très batailleuses, décidèrent de faire, après la descente automnale des alpages, une exposition des meilleures têtes détenues par les éleveurs de la zone, combinée à un combat de chèvres.
Tout d’abord réunies en une seule et même catégorie, les chèvres, à cause de la nette disparité des forces en présence, ont été ensuite divisées en trois catégories. La 1ère les plus de 65 kg, la seconde jusqu’à 65 kg et la troisième regroupe les “bime”, c’est-à-dire les chevreaux de moins de deux ans.
L’ordre de la bataille se décide par tirage au sort, la compétition commence vers treize heures et se prolonge jusqu’au soir. La lutte dure jusqu’à ce que l’une des combattantes (deux par deux) cède et s’éloigne, après quoi elle est éliminée de la compétition. La chèvre gagnante est celle qui aura vaincu le plus grand nombre d’adversaires. Les prix pour les gagnantes sont les “tchambis’, des colliers en bois d’érable et de noyer, décorés d’une clochette typique gravée à la main, et huit prix pour chaque catégorie.