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Not sure but think these are probably mountain ash berries. If not the ID would be appreciated.
The mixed color combinations caught my eye.
Snow still falling off an on here with snow covering the ground, but pleased more signs of Spring are showing up daily. Yes!
Nothing like what many in CA and other parts of the country are suffering thru. Keep warm, safe and well.
right before sunset we found a pride of 18 lions at the edge of the western sector of the Serengeti.
This is the largest of the 2 big males that rule this pride and there were also quite a number of young cubs in this pride.
This is a different pride than the previous lion posts of the western corridor. As mentioned with these posts we saw that other pride with 18 lions 4 or 5 times but there was never an adult male present.
male African Lion
panthera pardus
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October 26, 2018: Looking back now, I never would’ve thought I’d see this bridge without a train on it, let alone the track being removed less than 2 years later. R. Curtis and I were regular on these CP&L trains and loved every minute of it. Nothing like having the whole railroad (Skyland Subdivision) to yourself and working with one of your best friends; like a well oiled machine. Such wasn’t the case with UP SD70M 5176 if I remember, it rained all day and of course I didn’t have sand. But we paused here this day to take a little lunch break as we did often after spotting the 2nd cut of coal, to enjoy the fall colors on Lake Julian, and watch the fish swim around the bridge. I’m glad I grabbed this shot, You never know what life has in store. Skyland is just one of many rail served plants to be closed; sad beginning of the end for “steam coal”.
...but unfolds itself naturally.
Happy New Year to all of you, my friends!
May 2019 be peaceful, healthy and creative!
SMALL HOUSE
Small house, but throw a ball through it some time
and it becomes quite large. See all those metres,
aren’t they ours? And stroll perhaps as if
you don’t know where you’re going: space is
stretching out and yawns between the walls. Behold:
the wandering that binds the rooms together
has been painted white. There are some stairs,
a hat stand in the cupboard, doors. As if
by accident it lies there like a country
lane, where roads determine goal and starting
point and not the other way around. If you
go out for bread and then return you’ll see
that we can organise a picnic. Quick!
Go now! The shrinking can’t be far away.
Mark Boog
Translation: Willem Groenewegen
I’m on a quest to photograph the covered bridges in Connecticut. Figured it had to be a few in my part of the state and sure enough this one is really not very far from where I grew up. None of us knew it existed until Google gave us the location. Probably no more than 15 minutes from my parents house. Can’t wait to photograph it with snow.
Crazy Tuesday theme: two of a kind, but not the same.
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THE SEEKER
I am in a house, I know it well, but I have never been there before. There is no light, just me. The halls are empty, it is without life, without the things to bring it to life, no pictures, no tables, no chairs. It is a bleak house, dark, shadows, and even the light that seeps through the cracks, is dark. In the middle of the room there is foreboding, it is under the floor. I feel my hair stand on end.
I look to the door, the door, into which one must never go.
I stand and know that I can't run, I can't hide, because the dark of the house, is outside too. And I know it's time to leave, but I find myself walking, walking toward the door, the door that I must never open, as it leads to the room, the room into which one must never go.
I am sweating, I want to call out, I am trying to scream, it's primal, but there is no sound, there is no voice. I am unable to call for help. I try to move my arms, but they are frozen.
I am though the door, the room that vibrates with fear, darkness - something is moving in the secret passage, the secret passage that lies beyond the room. It is a narrow corridor, and I am bending to walk into the passage, and it leads to a room above the house, in the attic, I feel the cold, it is icy, and I fear for my very soul - I feel the negative energy that seeping into my skin. I am trying to shout, trying to leave, trying to turn away, wanting to run. A shape emerges out of the wall, it comes to me, draining all the goodness from me, and I feel terrible fear and dread, I want to fight it, but I am helpless, I am powerless, I can't move, but I know now, I must face it, I must fight for my life, and every fibre in me is screaming - and I remember .
I have been here before, and it is always the same, when the presence comes I wake up screaming and sweating, my pulse is racing. I have been through this many times before, and I am shaking and quaking, but I realize - despite these confrontations - I do not wake up dead, just terrified, and I begin to feel that perhaps, perhaps, these is no danger here. I have spent nights telling myself before I fall asleep that if this dream comes to me again, meet fear with love.
Now I know I was dreaming. I am out of the icy house. I am awake, lying in my bed. I am calmer now, I try to move, but nothing happens. I can't move anything, but I can see my room, and I feel a rising panic, and I feel the icy cold. There is someone standing at the end of my bed, staring at me. I am trying to scream and move my arms, to wake up, nothing happens. I see him standing clearly in my room, he has followed me here .
Now I will need to fight, but I can’t move, and he can, what are the rules in this situation, I am powerless. It is terrifying. Move !, Move !, Run ! Nothing. Then I remember “Do not get angry, that gives it power”. I stop struggling, start to calm down. He isn’t moving or doing anything, he never has, he just stands there.
"Hi", I think to myself.
"Can you hear me" it says in a sweet peaceful voice.
Oh that's great, he isn't even hostile, he’s doing his best not to terrify me and here I am like a wild animal, scared of the unknown, that's just great. He has been coming to talk to me, to give me wisdom -but his presence has seemed so terrifying , that he can’t even talk to me. I guess he has been coming and waiting patiently for me to meet him with love, not anger and fear. Well this is embarrassing.
I didn't expect a dialog, and I am now wanting to wake up. It's not fear this time, this guy had a very calm and gentle voice, but James Bond just climbed through my window and I sensed things were only going to go downhill from here.
Note to self, you got to do something about the quality of your dreams - oh, and thanks for the lesson in love and fear.
PS - The next day, many, many years ago - we went swimming with friends in mountain pools. The river water in Africa is dark and you can’t even see your feet in the water. We swam across a large, deep pool. I jumped into a big pothole at the end of the pool. There was a waterfall crashing into one side of it and the sandy bottom felt soothing on my feet. No one else wanted to jump in, and I realized, I had forgotten to be scared. The dream sequence has never returned.
PPS – Lucid dreaming is common, and trying to wake up during a nightmare is too – the immobility comes from your body preventing you from sleepwalking in response to dream situations – so it can feel disturbing while dreaming, but it is a good self preservation mechanism that is there to protect you from real harm. So the fear is gone and I am happy to dream on. And I work with dreams and treat them as an active state. If something is bugging you, think about it before you sleep, it can help resolve while you are off to never, never land
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Small but brightly-colored woodpecker with a spiky crest. Slight variation across its range, but all birds have a dark orangish face, dark chestnut wings, black-and-white-striped underparts, and a dark tail. Female duller overall, with a plainer face. Inhabits lowland and foothill forests, edges, and gardens, where it can be reasonably common. Often seen singly, but can be encountered in closely-foraging pairs. Favors tall thick trunks. Gives sharp “kek” or “week” call notes. Difficult to confuse with any other small woodpecker. (eBird)
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We had spotted this woodpecker a few times during our week in Singapore, but we finally got a good chance to see four, chasing each other around the trees. High up and in deep shade, I finally got a good look at this unusually coloured woodpecker.
Bukit Batok Nature Park, Singapore. March 2024.
Birding Singapore.
HFF! An oldie but a goodie and a small reprieve from all this hot weather, even if it is just a visual cool down! It was a beautiful ice storm that we had that year and finally when it stopped I remember I just HAD to get out and explore. We got lost and I couldn't even begin to try and remember how we got to this barn now. It's a beautiful one. I hope everyone has a great weekend!
"She was peering over the bench, trying to sneak up behind him, but ended up giggling when he obviously noticed her presence. Walking around to the end of the bench, she crawled over the arm and up towards him like a cat."
Edensor (pronounced ‘Enzer’) is a small but pretty village situated within the grounds of the Chatsworth House estate in the Peak District National Park.
The original village was recorded in the Domesday Book of 1086, at which time it was located along the River Derwent, where the buildings were visible from Chatsworth House. This view displeased the then Duke of Devonshire, William Cavendish, however, and between 1838 and 1842 the entire village was dismantled. Many of the residents were moved to the nearby Chatsworth villages of Beeley and Pilsley, and the planning and building of a new village, over the brow of a hill and out of sight of Chatsworth House, was managed by the famed architect Sir Joseph Paxton.
Only one of the houses, Park Cottage, was allowed to remain in its original position, reputedly because its elderly tenant at the time did not want to move and the Duke took pity on him.
The village is made up of a charming, slightly eccentric mixture of different house styles, from Tudor to Norman, with Swiss-style cottages and Italian-style villas. Rumour has it that the architect who worked with Paxton to produce the designs for the houses, John Robertson, presented the Duke with a selection of house styles to choose from at a time when he was particularly busy, and the Duke – rather distractedly – chose ‘one of each’.
The original church of St Peter’s dated back to the 12th Century. However, in the mid-19th Century it was rebuilt and expanded for the 7th Duke of Devonshire, and its beautiful spire now dominates the skyline. The churchyard contains a number of graves of the Chatsworth’s Cavendish family, including a memorial to Kathleen Kennedy, sister of the former US president John F Kennedy, who was the wife of William Cavendish, Marquess of Hartington. The churchyard also contains the grave of Sir Joseph Paxton, the famous architect of the Crystal Palace in London.
But it is an art for all that :-)
Walker Evans
Justice Matters! No one is above the law!
Chimney Rock and Cliff, Ghost Ranch, Abiquiu, New Mexico
Ghost Ranch is a 21,000-acre (85 km2)[1] retreat and education center in Rio Arriba County in north central New Mexico, United States. It is about 65 miles northwest of Santa Fe and 14 miles from Abiquiu, the nearest community. In the later 20th century, it was the summer home and studio of artist Georgia O'Keeffe, as well as the subject of many of her paintings. It often serves as a location for movie production. Ghost Ranch is owned by the Presbyterian Church (USA) and leased to and managed by The National Ghost Ranch Foundation, Inc.
Ghost Ranch is known for a remarkable concentration of fossils, most notably that of the theropod dinosaur Coelophysis, of which it has been estimated that nearly a thousand individuals have been preserved in a quarry at Ghost Ranch.[2]
Sometimes love is just something very fragile, almost did not touch. But who of us feel it, enjoy it, receive it.
Do you want my love forever even a lifetime?
But not curious enough to come any closer! Looks like Mum and junior and appears that Mum has missed out on being sheared.
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In architecture, a folly is a building constructed primarily for decoration, but either suggesting through its appearance some other purpose, or merely appearing to be so extravagant that it transcends the normal range of garden ornaments or the class of building to which it belongs.
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In the last quarter of the eighteenth century prince William V had build the William's Temple and Louise Temple for his son and daughter .
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At the Palace Park Het Loo
The Palace Park is part of the Crown Lands of Het Loo together with the extensive stretches of forest and heath land belonging to the Crown Estate. The total area covers more than 10,000 hectares and has a rich cultural history, great biological diversity and beautiful landscapes. More information: www.kroondomeinhetloo.nl.
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Setophaga Castanea
In contrast to the more stable populations of other warblers, their numbers go up and down depending on outbreaks of the spruce budworm. They are abundant during infestations, but decline or even disappear from some areas a few years later.
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* A view of Moraine Lake but sadly missing the famous view of the “Valley of Ten peaks” that should be in the background of the shot, the ten peaks are hidden by thick low cloud . It was pretty disappointing not to see that iconic landscape at its best but the colour of the lake is still pretty incredible I used a tripod for this shot so I was at least able to keep the ISO fairly low I did not adjust the colour
The weather was pretty hopeless while we were in the Lake Louise area .I had been expecting to take lots of photographs but persistent low cloud mist and rain put paid to that. We got about an hour of dry weather at Moraine Lake and we had two visits to Lake Louise but it was raining on both occasions . The other thing about the area is there are far too many people visiting . I walked round Emerald Lake in Yoho National Park on the same day that I took this shot. The lake was almost as beautiful there were hardly any people and it was dry. So three cheers for Yoho
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No, ya no puedo quedarme aquí
Esta vida no es para mí
Yo quiero vivir con amor
Con mi gente abajito del sol
Con las olas y el amanecer
Como un niño jugando otra vez
Sin parar de correr después...
I've probably gone too far in different directions when I can't think of a single group this is appropriate for.
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But wait, I already have old ones with holes in the knees and threads hanging from the bottom.......
#29/52 Blue, Life is a Rainbow
4 weeks of blue coming up
And for Color my world daily, blue on Friday
293/365: 2015
# 20 For October: A month in 31 pictures
Lacking inspiration again today so a quick look in the garden at all the dying flowers and saw the hydrangeas. I think they are just as beautiful when they are dying as when they first bloom. I shot this in daylight WB but changed it to cloudy in editing to give it richer autumnal tones.
I'm almost afraid to say the Internet is behaving better today so I hope to catch up on some commenting...I spoke too soon...it's being very slow and temperamental! :(
but i have sore eyes from allergies . sigh
Thanks a lot for your visits, comments, faves, invites, etc ... Always very much appreciated !
but what they conceal is vital :-)
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Semisonic.
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me
So use it and prove it
Remove this whirling sadness
I'm losing, I'm bluesing
But you can save me from madness
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me
So save me I'm waiting
I'm needing, hear me pleading
And soothe me, improve me
I'm grieving, I'm barely believing now, now
When you are flying around and around the world
And I'm lying and lonely
I know there's something sacred and free reserved
And received by me only
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me
So use it and prove it
Remove this whirling sadness
I'm losing, I'm bluesing
But you can save me from madness, now, now
When you are flying around and around the world
And I'm lying and lonely
I know there's something sacred and free reserved
And received by me only
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
Nobody knows it, nobody knows it, nobody knows it
But you've got a secret
Nobody knows it, nobody knows it, nobody knows it
But you've got a secret
Nobody knows it, nobody knows it, nobody knows it
But you've got a secret
Nobody knows it, nobody knows it, nobody knows it
But you've got a secret
Nobody knows it, nobody knows it...
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No sun but high tide was at 13:00 and the heavily overcast sky had brightened up considerably and just kept getting brighter. Not very often I prefer thick cloud cover to blue skies and typically the weather misbehaved. Having said that I'd never have thought of using the 10 stop and 6 stop together so I should be thankful.
Thoroughly enjoyed myself and a huge learning curve vis a vis how to edit. Lockdown has had me watching and reading all manner of you tube videos and tutorials online.
Got a list as long as my arm of places I'd like to visit and new ideas aplenty. Quite a lot of fun this photography malarkey.
Taking this shot personal safety never crossed my mind
And why should it?
But imagine if mother nature had played her cards differently...
Making this brute of a bird twice it's size and us humans half our size!
It'd make this a truly terrifying sight
Yes, this is the largest lake in Italy, Lago di Garda, with crystal clear waters and with this beautiful tone that enchants tourists from all over the world.
It extends over an area of about 370 km² at an altitude of 65 meters above sea level. The lake has five islands, and several cities around it, as well as Lake Como.
Sirmione, the so-called Pearl of Garda, is a charming town that draws attention for its thermal waters and Roman ruins. But it also has freshwater beaches bathed by the famous lake and a historic center with monuments that so enchant us in Italy.
Special mention has to be made for the Castle Scaligero, built between the 13th and 14th centuries and very well preserved. The castle has a 37-meter high tower that provides one of the best views of the landscape.
Sirmione's dowtown