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Tulip 🌷 is generally a perfect love, like many flowers.. different colors also carry their significance ... Red Tulip are most strongly associated with true love, .. While Purple symbolizes royalty ,.. White , are used to claim worthiness or to send message for forgiveness ,.. Pink is a symbol for caring and good wishes ...
Wishing you all a most enjoyable safe and blessed weekend ..
2 Corinthians 4:17 “For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory.”
Iceland's wilderness along Snaefellsnes Peninsula with these rudimentary fences sometimes being the only witness of human presence here.
Happy Fence Friday!
Across the Miles to you on St Patricks Day
And heres the "Galway Girl"!!!
" Hey-I-Hey-I- Oh " All together now
and No dancing please!!!
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Green, White and Gold are the colours of the Irish flag and seeing as its "the Day", I thought Id put this pic up here.
This is the Bailey Lighthouse that stands guard over Dublin bay. It is the first sight of the "Emerald Isle" that you will see as you come in by ship or plane from the far flung corners of the World. You would be more than welcome you know.
Over 60 million people World wide claim Irish heritage, Bejaysus, as long as they all dont turn up at once!! The Guinness wouldnt stand the strain of it and this little place would sink with the weight!
Dublin bay is pretty spectacular and Ive a few snaps of it on here. Its very similar to the Bay of Naples but with rain! Aha, but when it doesnt rain!!!! And then even when it does sure isnt it a grand soft rain anyway!
So, if you are coming, your welcome and if your not, well maybe soon?
And as the old pub sign that I seen in I seen in Co. Kerry says; "There are no strangers here. Only friends who havent met as yet",
So I will wish you all, no matter where you are ;
"Céad Míle Fáilte roimh go-léir agus Beannacht Lá Fhéile Pádraig ar trasna an Domhain"
"A hundred thousand welcomes and blessings on St Patricks Day to all of you across the World"
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I’ve just read a comment from a photographer who said it’s time to stop shooting in black and white. He claimed we don’t see the world in black and white and it was something only done in the past due to the limitations at the time and it’s time to move on. Here’s a number of reasons why I think it’s critical to shoot black and white from time to time, and how it can help nurture your photographic eye.
Ansel Adams, Cartier Bresson, David Bailey, Karsh, Sebastio Salgado, Albert Watson, Peter Lindbergh, Herb Ritts, Irving Penn, Daidō Moriyama, Sally Mann, Avedon – the list of master photographers, alive or dead, who saw black and white not simply as a technical limitation but as a creative choice, could be an entire article in itself. But why did they choose it?
Here are some key reasons:
1. Color No Longer Distracts
2. You’ll See Light Differently
3. It Helps Emphasize Emotion
4. The Timeless / Classic Quality From Black And White
5. It Amplifies How You Use Negative Space
6. It Highlights Shape, Form and Pattern In The Image
7. To Highlight Beauty and Skin Tones
8. It Helps Focus On Composition
So What About Color?
The argument of not shooting black and white because it’s a thing of the past is a little odd to me, especially given that color photography is not necessarily a modern invention. Kodachrome for 35mm cameras has been around since the 1930s. The far more interesting (and possibly meaningful question) may be:“Why is black and white still so prevalent today, given we've been able to shoot color for so long?”.
I still shoot color and love playing with it, but I certainly enjoy the challenge and creative push from shooting in black and white.
Claiming its nest site.
House Wren claiming a nesting territory in my yard in Chester County, PA. Unfortunately I believe it took the nesting box from a pair of chickadees.
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House Wren very noisily staking his territorial claim around the nesting box. Both my small bird nesting boxes are now occupied by house wrens who very aggressively defend them.
Unfortunately, since the arrival of the house wrens chasing other small birds away from the nesting boxes, species such as chickadees, tufted titmouse and even carolina wrens seem to be visiting my yard, in Chester County, PA, much less frequently.
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A first!!! With quite a few western tanagers hanging around now, I have put out some orange halves and a wee bit of grape jelly for them to snack on. Yesterday morning I got a quick glimpse of orange before it flew off. Could it be? Later that day I got my answer as this male Bullock's Oriole came back to "claim" the jelly as his own. While not the natural perch I was hoping for, this is still the first time I have seen one in our backyard, He was here again this morning so maybe a better shot is in store?
I am also hoping a female was here yesterday as well as they look similar to the female western tanagers.
Thanks so much to everyone who takes the time to view, like or comment on my photos!
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There are few greater words that can come out of your mans mouth then "mine". Well at least in my opinion. When it comes to being a submissive I like to entice my partner with sexy harnesses. Now Promagic has released a beautiful new full body harness. Made special for Fetish Fair this full body harness comes in ten great colors with four colors for the decorative stones. Made for the maitreya body Chingaari is sure to make your dominates head turn...in the best of ways.
So next time your at Fetish Fair check out Promagic and try on Chingaari for yourself.
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for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
This Gannet was staking a claim to this prime nesting location at Bempton Cliffs earlier today. It left occasionally to collect nesting material but in it's absence other Gannets would help themselves to the materials it had already collected!
Under it's left wing you can just make out some blue plastic material. Plastic will, sadly, continue to make up a considerable part of the nests of sea birds unless and until we get a grip of this man-made crisis.
As always, thank you so much for stopping by and for leaving any comments or faves, they are very much appreciated.
Claiming a territory.
It is once the time of year when the male Red-winged Blackbirds start their territorial displays. Taken at Bombay Hook NWR in Delaware.
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Teddy is all about forbidden spaces. We keep him out of bedrooms as he tends to be a little thief, but he never misses an opportunity when presented. We’ve been redecorating a small bedroom and there is absolutely nothing in it of interest to Teddy. But this morning I opened the door for just a second - and got this….Looking seriously pleased with himself. He posed all over the room
The small community of Hatch, New Mexico bills itself as the chili capital of the world. There did seem to be a lot of chilies there. Fresh, dried, roasted, bottled, green or red; whatever your heart desires in the way of chili can be found in Hatch.
Happy Saturated Saturday!
Credits, SLurls & More
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"Claim Me."
she said,
"Free me into your Strict Loving Control."
Christina Aguilera - Fallin In Love Again (Can't Help It)
Short Leash: Claimed Cock Leash & BDSM Basics - Wax Play Version
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This treacherous coastline has claimed so many lives. Each year a Commemoration Ceremony for those lost at sea is held at nearby Kilmore Quay. Before my father's death in 2014 he was the main wreath layer at this ceremony for over ten years. He was the only living survivor of the sinking of the SS Isolda which was bombed by the Germans on December 19th 1940. Six of his friends lost their lives that morning.
RIP Dad
History
Isolda was a lightship tender owned by the Commissioners of Irish Lights and registered in Dublin. On her sides in letters five feet high were the words ‘Lighthouse Service’. At dawn on 19th December 1940 she sailed from Rosslare with relief crew for the Barrels and Coningbeg Light-ships. The relief men were placed on board Barrels and the ship then headed for the Coningbeg. When she was three miles from the lightship aircraft attacked her. Observers in the army lookout post at Carnsore Point witnessed the massacre as bombs hit the ship starting massive fires. Six men were killed and seven wounded. Next day the German High Command announced the sinking.
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No claim to this being an original idea. Began as a bit of fun; quickly became a labour of love.
All shot with a Vivitar 55mm(@55mm) f2.8 macro.
We hiked cross country to find these structures constructed by John Cyty. John was a colorful character. He built this cabin in 1911 and prospected a couple of major mines in the area of the Keane Wonder Mine. He lost one of the mines, The Big Bell Mine, while gambling. He was charged with killing another miner over a dispute over a claim near this cabin. He was tried twice and acquitted during the second trial. He also operated a dance hall in nearby Rhyolite but was forced to cease that operation because he employed non-union dance hall girls. He tried to process gold ore in the stamp mill he created behind his cabin but that effort was unsuccessful. He worked for a time as a caretaker of the nearby Keane Wonder Mine property after it ceased operation. He apparently quit the prospecting, milling efforts and caretaking and moved to Beatty in the 1920's where he was charged with another murder during another dispute. That conviction was apparently overturned on appeal.
"Attempting to claim the treats" This is the first image in Robbie’s (Gray Squirrel) MI (mission impossible) series. I have to say, I wish I would have thought to switch to video mode. After this amusing encounter, I may have to change Robbie’s name to Tom Cruise.
As I was making the rounds to fill the bird feeders, Robbie was sneaking around in the foliage near the main feeder. He was following me but keeping his distance. I surprised him by placing some seeds and mealworms on a stone beneath the feeders. Although at first, he appeared to be slightly astonished by the gesture, it didn’t take him long to partake in the treats.
Meanwhile, the area where Robbie’s allotted amount of food is normally placed on the palm stump under oak one, habitat enhancements were underway. This was in order to give that feeding station a bit more character and stability. Actually, the entire area is getting a smidgen of a makeover so it will be more people-friendly for small gatherings.
Once the feeding station enhancements were completed, I set up the camera, placed some treats, and began to work on the trimming and relocating some of the plants in the area. I fully expected Marion (Female Northern Cardinal) to swoop in and grab the first bite. She generally keeps a watchful eye out for treats to be placed and usually beats everyone to the punch in this location. In other words, she’s not afraid of the clicking monster (me).
However, Marion and the rest of the gang stayed in the neighbor’s trees fussing at me for messing with the vegetation in the area. Apparently, they were extraordinarily displeased! I can only imagine what I believe to be modest revisions must look like an extreme transformation to them.
As I tended to the task at hand, I listened to the boisterous calls of my aggravated regulars. They seemed to be expressing their complete frustration and concerns about the activities at hand. Unhappy or not, their voices are still beautiful. Cranky cardinal, wren, tufted titmouse, and parula calls were carried far and wide. Not the bluebirds, they have not been visiting on a regular basis as of late.
Suddenly, I heard something rustling in the understory beside me. I looked to see Robbie slowly creeping across the ground towards the feeding station. He was checking out the changes and keeping an eye on me. Then with some impressive mission impossible style moves Robbie scampered to a tree stump that had been temporarily placed in the area.
He shimmied all around the stump while in the pancake position before moving on closer, closer, and ever closer towards the newly upgraded platform. Robbie had but one mission in mind, get those treats without being seen. Haha, I kept telling him I could see him but he totally ignored me and continued with his games. He would hide behind leaves, jump around, lay flat, and repeat.
But wait, what do I hear? By a shift in the sound of the bird's chatter, they were ready to forgive the intrusion and visit the yard for treats. Yes, the bird show was going to happen after all. The question became who shall complete the mission? Will Robbie be the first to get a treat or will Marion slip in and claim them for herself?
I hope you have a pleasant day, happy snapping.
When Theo sees Matteo on my desk, he loves to jump up and push Matteo off! He's a bit jealous I think ;-)
Happy Caturday!
I take comfort in the fact
That you must experience
The worst of winter,
In order to appreciate
The best of the spring.
Taken from The Snow is Gently Falling by Andrew Blakemore
I certainly will not claim to be the kind of person who enjoys getting up early, my bed is far too comfortable compared to going to work. Once in a great while, on a work day, I get up semi early, and on a whim, I did the other day, and when I popped open the work computer to deal with something before leaving, I decided to look at the train situation on the random rare chance something good was out and about. Boy was I in luck, working in Flint was an IC deathstar, one that I have shot several times in several different spots. That day was the day I got to work unbelievably early, not to be a good employee, but to foam out and look like a good employee at the same time. Making their way west with a big train, A491 crawls past a lovely fresh patch of wildflowers west of Swartz Creek.
My attempt at the "Crazy Tuesday" theme "candlelight in the dark".
Shot with an Emo Wetzlar "E 65 mm F 1.5" (projection) lens on a Canon EOS R5.
I caught this Blue jay (Cyanocitta cristata) foraging under the yard's hydrangea bush. The jays are always the most vocal when they are staking out their claim to any backyard features. Their colors are always so cheerful.
“Leaked report claims B.C. timber harvest is vastly overestimated”
“An undisclosed report obtained by BIV estimates the province is likely approving twice as much logging than can be sustainably harvested”
I’m not shocked, because our globalist puppet-politicians are constantly sabotaging everything they can. Plus, the last election in British Columbia was a straight up scam! The globalists blatantly installed their puppet.
They log large tracts of land, which in turn causes flooding in the spring. The snow melts fast, because it’s exposed to the sun. That’s why places like Grand Forks get flooded. This causes the forest to dry out, and tinder-dry forests like to burn. Then the government and media scream climate change, climate emergency!
The hidden impacts of clear-cut logging, revealed:
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Job 28:22 “Destruction and Death say, ‘We have heard a report about it with our ears.’”
White-faced Heron (Egretta novaehollandiae)
We had a pair of Herons nesting in the trees at the pumping station for a few years. This one was claiming this tree for the season.
From the archives.
Even a tattoo isn't as permanent as the mark You made on my heart, Daddy. I love You to the MOON!
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