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Hidden almost out of sight, just off the Huron Street bridge in downtown Stratford, Ontario lies the Shakespearean Gardens. This well manicured English garden offers a formal setting with boxwood hedges,stone walkways, benches and gazebo yet comes alive with the brilliant colour of an amazing array of flowers, herbs, shrubs and trees.
The views from the garden are just as impressive with the historic Perth County Courthouse to one side and the gently flowing Avon River on the other side. Stone steps and a pathway along the Avon River lead you underneath the old Huron Street bridge and towards the Shakespeare Festival.
Snow, warm water and sun.
Hand mixture of three exposure and little more.
Edit: Just to clarify. This is not a sunset. It's taken just before noon at 12:18 (24h format).
El otro día, de buena mañana salí a dar un paseo con la cámara, claro está. La playa estaba casi desierta a excepción de un pequeño grupo de pescadores. La mar, fiera y el cielo gris, con algún que otro rayo de sol surgiendo de entre las nubes. Me vinieron al pensamiento recuerdos de mi niñez, de aquellas Navidades de hace cincuenta años, con mis padres que ya no están, en una casa como las que describe Serrat, con comuna y gallinero en la galería y la melancolía se apoderó de mí por unos momentos. Después el día aclaró y mi estado de ánimo también, pero de estos momentos es el poema de Salvat Papasseit, que espero que os haga pensar un poco, pero poquito que hoy es Navidad.
POEMA DE NAVIDAD
Siento el frío de la noche
y la zambomba oscura.
Así el grupo jóvenes que ahora pasa cantando.
Siento el carro del apio
que pisa el empedrado,
y de otros que lo avanzan, todos en dirección al mercado.
Los de casa, a la cocina,
cerca del brasero que quema,
con el gas encendido han terminado el gallo.
Ahora miro la luna, que me parece luna llena;
y ellos recogen las plumas,
y ya añoran mañana.
Mañana sentados a la mesa olvidaremos los pobres
-y tan pobres como somos-.
Jesús ya habrá nacido
Nos mirará un momento a la hora de los postres
y tras mirarnos arrancará a llorar.
Joan Salvat Papasseit
L’altre dia, de bon matí vaig sortir a donar un passeig amb la càmara, és clar. La platja estava quasi bé deserta a excepció d’un petit grup de pescadors. La mar, ferotge i el cel gris, amb algun que altre raig de sol d’entre els nuvols. Em va venir al pensament els records d’infantesa, d’aquells Nadals de fa cinquanta anys, amb els pares que ja no hi són i la melangia es va apoderar de mi per uns moments. Després el dia va aclarir i el meu estat d’ànim també, però d’aquests moments és el poema de Salvat Papasseit, que espero que us faci pensar una mica, només una mica que avui és Nadal
POEMA DE NADAL
Sento el fred de la nit
i la simbomba fosca.
Així el grup d’homes joves que ara passa cantant.
Sento el carro dels apis
que l’empedrat recolza
i els altres qui l’avencen, tots adreça al mercat.
Els de casa, a la cuina,
prop del braser que crema,
amb el gas tot encès han enllestit el gall.
Ara esguardo la lluna, que m’apar lluna plena;
i ells recullen les plomes,
i ja enyoren demà.
Demà posats a taula oblidarem els pobres
- i tant pobres com som -.
Jesus ja serà nat.
Ens mirarà un moment a l’hore de les postres
i desprès de mirar-nos es posarà a plorar.
The other day, of good tomorrow I left to go for a walk with the camera, clearing is. The beach was almost deserted to exception of a small group of fishermen. The sea, wild animal and the gray sky, with some that another sunbeam arising of among the clouds. They came me to the thought memories of my childhood, of those Christmas ago fifty years old, with my parents that are no longer, in a house like those that Serrat describes, with commune and henhouse in the gallery and the melancholy took possession of me for some moments. Then the day it clarified and my state of spirit also, but of these moments it is the poem of Salvat Papasseit that I wait that he/she makes you think a little, but little bit that today is Christmas.
POEM OF CHRISTMAS
I sit down the cold of the night
and the dark drum.
This way the group youths that now passes singing.
I sit down the car of the celery
that he/she steps the one paved,
and of others that advance him, all in address to the market.
Those of house, to the kitchen,
near the brazier that burns,
with the lit gas they have finished the rooster.
Now I look at the moon that I find full moon;
and they pick up the feathers,
and they already miss tomorrow.
Tomorrow sat down to the table we will forget the poor
- and as poor as we are -.
Jesus will already have been born
He/she will look at us a moment when the desserts
and after looking at ourselves he/she will start up to cry.
Joan Salvat Papasseit
Located in the constellation of Virgo (The Virgin), around 50 million light-years from Earth, the galaxy NGC 4535 is truly a stunning sight to behold. Despite the incredible quality of this image, taken from the NASA/ESA Hubble Space Telescope, NGC 4535 has a hazy, somewhat ghostly, appearance when viewed from a smaller telescope. This led amateur astronomer Leland S. Copeland to nickname NGC 4535 the “Lost Galaxy” in the 1950s.
The bright colors in this image aren’t just beautiful to look at, as they actually tell us about the population of stars within this barred spiral galaxy. The bright blue-ish colors, seen nestled amongst NGC 4535’s long, spiral arms, indicate the presence of a greater number of younger and hotter stars. In contrast, the yellower tones of this galaxy’s bulge suggest that this central area is home to stars which are older and cooler.
This galaxy was studied as part of the Physics at High Angular resolution in Nearby GalaxieS (PHANGS) survey, which aims to clarify many of the links between cold gas clouds, star formation, and the overall shape and other properties of galaxies. On January 11, 2021 the first release of the PHANGS-HST Collection was made publicly available.
Image credit: ESA/Hubble & NASA, J. Lee and the PHANGS-HST Team
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Leica M6, Summicron 2/50 DR (1962), ADOX CMS 20 II Pro @ ISO 12, Epson V600, Affinity Photo
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I find it curious how one can find traces of dignity in forgotten things.
The door level is actually a mystery that I hurry to clarify. The picture was taken from the inner side of the house. There are some small size pillars that must have been used to support a flooring at the door level. This can be seen on the following picture:
www.flickr.com/photos/jaime_lebre/51034586083/in/datepost...
OK admit it. How many of you found yourself saying the second line of the verse? A little reprieve from pre surgery preparations this afternoon.
Secret Garden Tsawwassen.
Guess I should clarify that I am fine but Kevin is having knee surgery
Part 2 - Time-lapse shooting
To clarify this first. I know what you're thinking. Where tf does the light come from? It is coming from one of many cars that are driving through the Dolomites in the holiday season, even late at night. Of course I took advantage of it and used this frame.
In part 1 I showed you a nice sunset which I took on top of the ridge which you can see far to the left in this picture. 250m elevation gain below, I arrived at Hotel Car just before darkness, had a typical outdoor dinner and a problem. I only brought one T-shirt and a sweater. Both where soaking wet from the humidity and my poor fitness. I thought I can not spend the night outside with just a jacket, so I had the idea, in best manner of MacGyver to open the hood of my car and to dry them on the engine which was still fairly warm.
Of course it didn't work well because I was running out of time. The spot that I scouted beforehand was 1 kilometer away and the Milky way won't wait for me.
Ok, no choice. A jacket and a sleeping bag should do it. I walked to another beautiful ridge that impressed me with spectacular views from east to west. It was clear, the Milky way was up, battling with the unavoidable light pollution and I tried to set up my gear as fast as possible. That means, putting a lens heating on (impossible without when humid), connecting Camranger to remote control the camera. Guys, this is a very good thing if you have to spend many hours in darkness, not knowing if everything is ok with the camera. It also helps to kill time when you can see the results on the fly. Sometimes there is a beautiful meteor right in the frame like it was the case here. (I added some of the nicest of the sequence to this shot.)
Three hours later I couldn't take it anymore. My sleeping back my backpack and most importantly my camera where so wet as if they had taken a shower (Great job Nikon!). Fatigue was overwhelming and I decided that I have enough frames and should get 3hrs of sleep. My journey wasn't over. Ten kilometers away from here, in the heart of the Dolomites I wanted to capture the sunrise. But that's another story...
Ah the White river, I'm so glad I got to paddle this lovely section that runs through the Bibon swamp preserve.
Cocktails-to-Go Day / Social Distancing Day 175, 09/04/2020, Sunnyside, NY
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The best known kind of event horizon is that of black holes - one of the earliest fruits of Einstein's General relativity, due to brilliant work by Karl Schwarzschild in 1916. A black hole's horizon is a boundary in spacetime from which no signal or radiation can come out to affect an external observer. Put in a simpler way: no light, radio waves, or any other kind of radiation emitted from inside the event horizon can ever hope to escape from it, because in that region the black hole's gravitational pull is so strong that not even light (travelling at the craziest possible speed in the whole universe) can overcome it. So the event horizon is what makes the hole, well... black. Incidentally, I would slightly prefer something like "not-even-black hole", but I suspect that this term would not stick ;-)*
Of course, this narrative is not about black holes - the direct observation of the immediate environment of a black hole with angular resolution comparable to the event horizon is one of the Holy Grails of astrophysics - but I felt the need to attempt and clarify a bit what the concept means.
I was at Cala de la Vinyeta in Calella, as in my previous upload, Primeval light. No black holes there, but a pretty unremarkable, middle-aged yellow star some 4.5 billion years old - yet our most precious friend for a whole lot of reasons.
I was fairly sure that the sun was still below the horizon, as my watch suggested; but the cliff enclosing the Eastern end of the cove hid the very point of the horizon from which the Sun would have risen. I perceived that looming bulk of rosy rocks - would-be rosy sand in a handful of centuries - as an event horizon effectively keeping out of my view the focal point of the approaching sunrise. I decided not to mind the thing - who knows, I thought, sometimes one discover unexpected treasures just out of the trodden track... Moreover, I would not waste precious minutes in tentatively looking for another pov - since, I knew, there are further rocks beyond the cliff.
As the radiance beyond the cliff was growing more and more in the cloudless sky, I began to feel thankful to my personal event horizon for shading my camera from the intense glow :-) So I happily took my exposure bracketing to be processed with luminosity masks and went on enjoying my photographic session.
I am not happy with some parts of this shot - mainly the sea - but I like the glorious glow beyond the cliff, hinting to the hidden sunrise without revealing it. This is the common thread of this series from Cala de la Vinyeta.
* Hope that Hawking will forgive my omission of the radiation named after him, which, however, is produced at the event horizon - so effectively endowing black holes with a temperature, if not with colour.
The little bug is coming home with me today! He's been sleeping in my room at the breeder's house for the past 3 nights, and while there have been some growing pains (yaaawn), last night was fantastic; Lux was quiet for a full 5 hours, and I don't want to kill anyone today!
Last part was a joke. This is the internet, important to clarify.
365(2nd) - 1
New year resolution: to clarify my vision and upgrade my PS skills
Yes, I changed the BG of the shot above.
My son. He kinda looks like me, sometimes ;-P
I should start uploading differently, original is much sharper...
I like the outtake below in comments too, but it does not completely express the resolution i.e. it gained a 2nd place. Anyhow, I adore those colours.
Since I couldn't resist, I then combined both to get the result in the 2nd comment and I have a feeling the last one will end up on his FB as the new profile pic ;-)
Day 001
1/1/11
The Dome of St. Paul's Cathedral in London is seen through a walkway at One New Change.
As one walks through life, it is good to often reflect, with gratitude, on past experiences and lessons learned, which clarifies and brings into focus the right way forward.
Long sight in age
They say eyes clear with age,
As dew clarifies air
To sharpen evenings,
As if time put an edge
Round the last shape of things
To show them there;
The many-levelled trees,
The long soft tides of grass
Wrinkling away the gold
Wind-ridden waves- all these,
They say, come back to focus
As we grow old.
Philip Larkin
In a pitch-black hall of mirrors (ISO 25600), artist Julian Charrière presents the
Panchronic Garden -
specially developed for the museum, a seemingly endless greenhouse full of plants, living ferns that glow jet black when bathed in infrared light. This installation evokes the history of coal mining in North Rhine-Westphalia and the huge primeval forests of the Carboniferous that grew there 300 million years ago.
Charrière clarifies also with this
which unimaginably long periods of time the earth's history is in comparison with human scales.
Why the artist is concerned ...
The title of his exhibition is "Controlled Burn"
The basic material of coal is mainly of plant origin.
Typical coal formation takes its beginning in extensive swamp forests of lowlands. The trees and ferns bind carbon dioxide, CO2 from the air by means of photosynthesis and convert it into the carbohydrate cellulose and other organic compounds.
After individual trees die, they sink into the swamp and are thus removed from the normal aerobic decomposition process - peat is initially formed.
Coal is formed from the peat when subsidence occurs over geological periods of time, i.e. many tens of millions of years, and overburden.
In this process, with increasing depth of subsidence, both the ambient pressure and the ambient temperature rise to well above 1000°. This causes the so-called incarburization of the peaty sediments.
Initially, lignite is formed. As the depth of injection increases, the coalification process intensifies. Lignite becomes hard coal and finally anthracite. For this reason, the quality of coal is often better the deeper it lies in the earth and the older it is.
Similar processes occur in the formation of oil and gas. The artist wants to make clear to us the time span of our waste and the corresponding climate and earth damage in proportion to the formation time of the fossil energy sources ...
Betreten auf eigen Gefahr ...
In einem stockfinsteren Spiegelsaal (ISO 25600) stellt der Künstler Julian Charrière den eigens für das Museum entwickelte
Panchronischen Garten
vor – ein scheinbar endloses Gewächshaus voller Pflanzen, lebendige Farne, die in Infrarotlicht getaucht, tiefschwarz leuchten. Diese Installation erinnert an die Geschichte des Kohleabbaus in Nordrhein-Westfalen und an die
riesigen Urwälder des Karbons, die dort vor 300 Millionen Jahren wuchsen.
Charrière verdeutlicht auch mit diesem
Werk, welche unvorstellbar langen Zeiträume die Erdge-
schichte im Vergleich zu menschlichen Massstäben
kennzeichnen.
Sein Ausstellungstitel - Controlled Burn ...
Das Ausgangsmaterial von Kohle ist hauptsächlich pflanzlichen Ursprungs.
Typische Kohlebildung nimmt ihren Anfang in ausgedehnten Sumpfwäldern von Tiefebenen. Die Bäume und Farne binden mittels Photosynthese Kohlendioxid, CO2 aus der Luft und wandeln es in das Kohlenhydrat Zellulose und andere organische Verbindungen um.
Nach dem Absterben einzelner Bäume versinken diese im Sumpf und werden so dem normalen aeroben Zersetzungsprozess entzogen – es entsteht zunächst Torf.
Aus dem Torf entsteht Kohle, wenn es zu Absenkung über geologische Zeiträume hinweg, also viele dutzend Millionen Jahre kommt und zu Überdeckungen.
Dabei steigen mit zunehmender Versenkungstiefe sowohl der Umgebungsdruck als auch die Umgebungstemperatur bis weit über 1000°. Dies verursacht die sogenannte Inkohlung der torfigen Sedimente.
Dabei entsteht zunächst Braunkohle. Mit zunehmender Versenkung intensiviert sich die Inkohlung. Aus Braunkohle wird Steinkohle und schließlich Anthrazit. Deshalb ist die Qualität von Kohle oft umso besser, je tiefer sie in der Erde liegt und je älter sie ist.
Ähnliche Prozesse laufen bei der Entstehung von Öl und Gas ab. Der Künstler möchte uns die Zeitspanne unserer Verschwendung und der entsprechenden Klima- und Erdschädigung in der Proportion zur Entstehungszeit der fossilen Energieträger verdeutlichen ...
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10 Year Project
Each month I take a favourite photo from ten years back, and re-edit it, using current tools and knowledge.
This one is a bit different. I just wanted to clarify things a little, so that the details were more apparent. The current tools made that much easier, and I quite like the result.
Unlike my usual drive-by shooting, I'm quite familiar with this place. It was my grandfather's farmhouse, and we used to visit frequently as kids, before we moved too far away. RIP, Grandad.
Gurdwara Shahid Ganj, Lahore – a historical perspective
Gurdwara Shaheed Ganj Singh Singhania at Lahore marks the site where, according to historians, over 250,000 men and women lost their lives in the 18th Century. This was the period from 1716, when Banda Singh Bahadur was executed at Delhi in June that year, to 1753, the year when Muin-ul-Mulk, known as Mir Mannu, died.
A historian writes that “Large numbers of them (i.e. Sikhs) were shot down, while many others were brought in chains to Lahore where they were executed at a place near the Nakhas outside the Delhi gate, which afterwards came to be called Shahid Ganj” (Ganesh Das, 198; Tahqiqat-e-Chisthi, 101). When in 1737 Zakariya Khan martyred the revered Bhai Mani Singh, the Sikh scholar and Granthi (priest) at Darbar Sahib, Amritsar, people of all religions were horrified. Detachments of the “gashti fauj” brought hundreds of men and women (with children) daily in chains to Lahore for public executions at the Nakhas (now Shahid Ganj), or, in case of women for imprisonment and hard labour leading to death. This site witnessed the martyrdoms of popular figures like Bhai Taru Singh who served all without discrimination.
Historical background
This was a decisive phase in the people’s war against tyrannical rule in Panjab, most of the area north of Delhi with Lahore as the capital. The cruelty inflicted on the ordinary people had no bounds. The power of the rulers was absolute; more so due to the power struggle between Delhi and the invasions from north-west led by Nadir Shah (January to May 1739) and later by Ahmad Shah Durani (also known as Abdali). Delhi emperors Farrukh Siyar, Muhammad Shah (1719 – 1748) and later Alamgir II were weak while the same Turani family, loyal neither to Delhi nor to the invaders, ruled Panjab: Abdus Samad Khan (1713 – 26) who led the capture of Banda Singh Bahadur, his son Zakariya Khan (1726- 45), and grandson Yahia Khan (1745-47), and Mir Mannu (1748-53) son of Delhi Wazir Qamr-ud-din Khan (who was brother-in-law of Zakariya Khan).
In March 1752 when Mir Mannu was left on his own, he surrendered Lahore to Ahmad Shah Abdali. Later recovery of Panjab by the Moghuls was only symbolic. Complete chaos with no civil government continued with no respite for the people. It was during this period that the “rakhi system” or protectorates under which people paid money to mercenary bands became common. In this power vacuum, with people’s support, Khalsa “jathas” (groups), which formed into larger misls, gained in strength. Later, with the total defeat of the invaders by 1767, the foundation of a popular regime, the Khalsa Raj in which all were equal partners, was laid.
Those like Mir Mannu, used their absolute power to wreak havoc on the ordinary people. Despite hundreds brought in chains, tortured and slaughtered at Lahore daily, the spirit and resolve of the people seeking freedom from tyrannical rule grew stronger each day. These tortures and killings took place in public. Such was the cruelty inflicted by Mannu that his name passed into folklore, “Mannu is our sickle and we are his grass blades; as he cuts us, we grow many times more”.
Historians are unanimous in confirming that in terms of human endurance, this was one of the most remarkable periods in the history of humankind when men, women, young and old refused to give up their struggle for freedom despite extreme forms of torture in captivity. One heroic example of resistence quoted by historians is that of a fifteen years old school boy, Haqiqat Rai’s in 1743, whose martyrdom became part of Panjab’s folklore.
There are hardly any finer examples of the courage and determination shown, especially by women: the housewives, mothers and sisters of the freedom fighters.
Role played by women freedom fighters
Even a casual study of the history of Panjab during this critical period shows that the real sufferers behind the scenes were women. Backing the Khalsa warriors were the Sikh women who walked in the footsteps of Mai Bhag Kaur (“Mai Bhago”), the warrior companion of Guru Gobind Singh. History recalls that each woman in prison was given a maund and a quarter (about 50 kilos) of grain to grind in a day and they were beaten mercilessly when they slowed down through exhaustion. “Exhausted from thirst and hunger they plied their stonemills and sang their Guru’s hymns. Their children, hungry and thirsty, wailed writhed on the ground. The helpless prisoners could do nothing but to solace them with their affection. Wearied from crying the children would at last go to sleep…Children were sometimes hacked to pieces in front of their mothers. Bits of flesh hung on strings were thrown around their necks like garlands…Wherever the Sikhs pray, the fortutude and heroism of those brave women is recalled with reverence.”
It is in this historical context that the word “Singhania” became inseparably attached to “Singh” as part of the Ardaas: “Those Sikh men and women who courted martyrdom….underwent unspeakable suffering but never wavered in their faith…remember them O’Khalsa Ji….” Gurdwara Shahid Ganj Singhania (opposite Shahid Ganj Bhai Taru Singh) is in remembrance of the Khalsa women and children martyrs.
Sikhs survived the most trying period in history because they had the added human-power of their determined mothers, sisters and wives, who, in addition to their domestic roles, became equally good at the plough and the sword (for defence) in the absence of their men freedom fighters in the battlefield. Sikh, Hindu and even Muslim women were also in danger for another reason. Heads of women – even Muslim women - with long hair were cut without discrimination by bounty hunters and presented as heads of “young Sikhs” to seek rewards! Another example showing that all suffer regardless of religion under evil and tyrannical regimes.
Guru Nanak’s ideology
Guru Nanak, “the Guru of the Hindus and the Pir of the Muslims” declared the beginning of popular resistance against despotic cruelty when he wrote that “the rulers are like tigers and the collectors of taxes are like dogs oppressing the public day and night.” Guru Nanak Sahib preached and wrote in the popular language of the people, touring the country extensively. He became the most popular reformer of his time.
Between the huge millstones of tyrannical rulers, bribe taking judges and greedy tax collectors on the one hand, and the corrupt clergy on the other, ordinary men and women of all religions, creeds and castes were being crushed. Kings had forgotten their duty to protect the people; and those in the garb of religion, instead of showing the true path to the people and the rulers, were themselves aiding the oppressive regimes. In fact, as Bhai Gurdas wrote, the hedge meant to protect the field was itself destroying the field.
It is not surprising that popular Muslim and Hindu leaders and saints sided with the “Guru Ghar”, the House of Guru Nanak. Teachings of Muslim and Hindu saints received the seal of the Guru’s approval as the “Revealed Word” and were included in the Sikh Scriptures, Guru Granth Sahib.
Guru Nanak Sahib’s universal movement of true religion and his call to the people to “fear none, frighten none” culminated in the Khalsa Panth by 1699, as a complete spiritual and temporal system. The Khalsa interpreted and defended the universal truths and human values taught in Guru Granth Sahib by sages of many religions – in a sense the parliament of faiths. The common values which the Khalsa promoted and defended were, respect for diversity and for all paths leading to the One Creator Being, and equality of all before the One Creator (e.g. Aadm ki jaat sabhe ekay pehchaanbo – Recognize all human race as one - Guru Gobind Singh).
Flowing from these ideals was the concept of community service (seva) and sharing. “Guru ka Langar” or community kitchen where all are served without discrimination became a popular Khalsa institution - as powerful as the sword to resist and overcome the social and political injustice (therefore, “Degh Teg Fateh”). History records that the local poor Muslims mourned the arrest, torture and death of Bhai Taru Singh, a hard working saintly farmer, who ran a daily “Langar” for all.
Henceforth, the Khalsa, backed by popular support, spearheaded the struggle to establish a rule of the people, by the people, in which all were equal partners. Guru Nanak’s mission was clarified as the establishment of, “a regime in which no one inflicted pain on another as the Will of the Benevolent Lord.” (Guru Arjan Dev Ji).
Khalsa mission was supported by the people of Panjab
Shahid Ganj is a monument to the struggle of all ordinary people against a tyrannical regime and foreign invaders whose only aim was to loot and plunder. The word “Turak” for “Turk” appears to have been used in the sense of the “foreign invaders” from the north in Sikh writings rather than in relation to any religion. Some biased historians misleadingly interpret the popular uprising as some sort of religious conflict between the Hindus (led by the Khalsa) and the Muslims. Yet, the historical evidence, when taken together with the unique Khalsa ideology of Guru Nanak/Gobind Singh mission, is very different indeed.
All were suffering from administrative, religious, social and economic injustices. The rulers, the large landowners (jagirdars) and the clergy, were in collusion with each other. They were all exploiting religion and abusing own power and position for selfish ends. The cruelty inflicted by caste divisions and the superstitious practices used as tools for exploitation by the priestly class, was no less than that inflicted by the sword of the tyrannical rulers and merciless invaders. Guru Nanak’s first rebellion was against the cruelty of the caste system when he refused to wear the sacred thread, which would have signified his high caste. He sided with the “lowliest of the low”.
It needs to be mentioned that some of the greatest injustices were inflicted by the administrators at the time. For example, Chandu Diwan (Minister in Lahore court) may have played a role in the shahidi of Guru Arjan Dev Ji; the Cchota Ghalughara, the lesser in terms of loss of life but more damaging, of the two 18th Century pogroms against the Sikhs, was led by Lakhpat Rai, Diwan of Lahore. The list of treacherous “informers” like Gangu (leading to the death of the young Sahibzadas (Princes) of Guru Gobind Singh, and Mahant Aakldaas of Jandialla, who was behind Bhai Taru Singh’s shahidi, is a long one.
On the other hand the list of Islamic supporters of Guru Nanak’s universal teachings and mission, from Guru Sahib’s childhood to the demise of Guru Gobind Singh, runs parallel with Sikh history. Muslim warriors served with the Khalsa in many battles from Guru Gobind Singh to Maharaja Ranjit Singh – the latter’s artillery was almost entirely in the hands of Muslim generals. Hazrat Mia Mir spoke out against the torture inflicted on the Fifth Guru, Arjan Dev Ji which caused his shahidi (30 May, 1606); Pir Budhu Shah came to Guru Gobind Singh’s aid with his 700 disciples at a most critical time when he was under attack from the Hindu hill rajas at Bhangani (near Paonta Sahib) and his two sons were killed in the battle. Gani Khan and Nabi Khan brothers of Macchiwara gave shelter to Guru Gobind Singh when was being pursued by the Emperor’s army. Nawab Maler Kotla spoke out against the killing of the two Sahibzadas of Guru Gobind Singh by the Nawab of Sahind. Baba Banda Singh Bahadur had 5,000 Muslim soldiers in his army.
Except for some historians with own biases, in no sense can the struggle for freedom of the people in north-western part of the Indian subcontinent be interpreted in terms of some sort of religious conflict. Both, the Muslims and the Hindis had accepted Guru Nanak as a reformer and a revolutionary, and their Pir and Guru respectively. Regardless of religion, all suffered from the excesses of a cruel regime. The sword arm which inflicted cruelty may have been Moghul, Durani, Afghani or Hindu (e.g. hill rajas and divans like Lakhpat Rai, supported by Brahmanical opposition to the liberating ideology of Guru Nanak). People were being crushed between inept Delhi rule and the invaders who descended periodically from the north-west. Guru Nanak Sahib predicted in 1505 AD , “They (the Mughals) shall come in (Vikrami) seventy-eight and depart in ninety seven, when another disciple of the brave Man (Khalsa) shall arise” (“Aavn aatthatre jaan staanvay, hor bhi utthsi mard ka chella” . Babar destroyed the Pathaans in 1578 Vikrami (1521 AD) and Nadir destroyed the Mughals in 1797 Vikrami (1739 AD).
To the people, Banda Singh Bahadur had shown that self government by the people was possible. According to one historian “Banda was a great reformer, He broke down the barriers of caste, creed and religion. He appointed sweepers and cobblers as big officers before whom high caste Hindus, Brahmins and Kshatriyas stood with folded hands awaiting their orders. He believed in socialism. He distributed all his riches among his followers. He abolished the zamindari system and established peasant-proprietorship making actual tillers of the soil its masters.”
Wrote Hari Ram Gupta “Thus, the sturdy, plodding race of hereditary cultivators, whose diligence had built up the agricultural system of the Panjab, became as skilful in the use of the sword as they were in the use of the plough…..Misery, misfortune, isolation, abandonment, poverty, privation, distress, are the battlefields which have their heroes, obscure heroes, sometimes greater than the renowned heroes.”
And so, “the hammering of the oppressive regime did not reduce them to pulp. It hardened them to tempered steel”. They resisted local oppression and they relieved the marauders from the north of their loot each time the latter returned with their spoils from Indian towns and countryside. They freed women and children from these raiders who intended to sell them as slaves.
Gurdwara Shahid Ganj Singh Singhania, Lahore, is a monument to the unique feats of courage and the great sacrifices made by ordinary people for human dignity and freedom.
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okay, i just wanted to add this description that clarifies who i am.
this picture is me.
some people seem to get confused..heh.
My 7 year old grandson is starting to take an interest in wildlife watching.
Bird identification has taken on a few strange twists however. So to clarify these are now blue birds and dunnocks obviously are Duncan's.
Blue Tit - Cyanistes Caeruleus
Golden Acre Park
Many thanks to all those who take the time to comment on my photos. It is truly appreciated.
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'….her face was close to mine, as though it had floated there, out of dream.'
(From: Crusader’s Cross, by James Lee Burke, 2005).
Half a world away there is an ocean. There is an island in it. Here she slumbers. Nobody seems to mind. Guarded by her faithful friend she dreams of Alice, white rabbits, Madame Ma, snow, ice cream vans and monochrome flamingos.
Sleeping Beauty: Kangsom
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The B&W version of yesterday's photo which was tomorrow's version of two days ago. I trust this clarifies.
Color version:
www.flickr.com/photos/petermardie/52739342636/in/photostr...
Previously, at the office:
www.flickr.com/photos/petermardie/52709427096/in/dateposted/
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From our series 'Island Story' - the story of a shipwreck. "Alone and stranded on tropical shores that time forgot, a beautiful Lady from Shanghai struggles for survival, with humor, charm and style. Storms, cannibals and witches - she will encounter them all!"
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Our incipient web page:
Hola a tod@s!
Hoy rescato de los archivos este colirrojo tizón de hace algunos inviernos. Muy colaborador, le hice algunas sesiones con la ventanilla del coche bajada, sin cebo ni posadero. Tenía querencia por ese montículo, desde el que se lanzaba a por los pequeños insectos de los alrededores.
Su historia es un tanto interesante, pues en los dos inviernos que disfruté de su presencia pude constatar ese plumaje tan peculiar que tenía: por la mancha alar blanca se puede identificar como la spp. gibraltariensis (la habitual en la península), pero la mancha rojiza de la cola que le da nombre se extiende también por el abdomen, lo cual correspondería a la spp. ochruros (presente en Turquía y el Cáucaso), según datos de la guía de aves de Svensson. Mi duda es ¿hibridación?, ¿otras posibilidades?, ... Tras casi seis años, sigo dándole vueltas, a ver si alguien me lo puede aclarar.
Saludos y gracias por pasaros.
Hello everyone!
Today I rescue from the archives this red-haired blight of some winters ago. Very collaborative, I did some sessions with the car window down, without bait or innkeeper. He had a love for that mound, from which he threw himself for the small insects in the surroundings.
Its history is somewhat interesting, because in the two winters that I enjoyed its presence I could see that peculiar plumage it had: by the white alar spot it can be identified as the spp. Gibraltariensis (the usual one in the peninsula), but the reddish spot of the tail that gives it its name also extends through the abdomen, which would correspond to spp. ochruros (present in Turkey and the Caucasus), according to data from the Svensson bird guide. My question is hybridization ?, other possibilities ?, ... After almost six years, I keep turning, to see if someone can clarify it.
The ducklings spend their time doing five things: eating, napping, preening, swimming and sleeping. This photo was taken August 19 and I think a couple of the broods hatched quite late in the season. There are about a dozen chicks at this young stage, while most others around the pond are almost the size of their mothers.
Of all the chicks, this one youngster seemed quite curious. While her siblings were huddled close together, she would walk a few steps away on her own and do some exploring.
Linda made a comment yesterday about the wet appearance of the ducklings. I don't know much about ducks but I know they have a gland that secretes oil, which waterproofs their down. I think the wet look of this duck is caused by preening, as she spreads the oil onto her outer feathers. I'm sure there are some birders out there that can clarify that.
Just to clarify things, let me say that this is not a texture, although it looks like one. I don't use textures and I don't know how to use them...
Anyway, this is just a dirty sidewalk, that gives the impression of a texture applied on the picture!
;-)
"Explored" on January 27, 2009. #16
The Cathedral of Seville is built on the old aljama mosque of the city, this shows the power that one culture exercises over another when it is conquered. This fact makes its plan different, facing Mecca and not Jerusalem, that is, facing south instead of east. It should be clarified that Mecca is oriented at 10o from Seville and not at 86o as the old mosque is oriented, this is due to the fact that in Al-Andalus the mosques had to be oriented towards the south quadrant and not towards the east, as the Christian churches did. When the Cathedral Chapter commissioned the design of the Gothic Cathedral, it stated verbatim that it wanted a Cathedral that everyone who saw it would take for crazy. For this, 5 naves were created that covered the 116 by 76 meter rectangle occupied by the Almohad mosque, this results, unlike what was usual in the great European Gothic Cathedrals, a hall plan with a Latin cross marked in height and in width by the central naves and the transept. This hall plan also results in the absence of an ambulatory at the head, which ends in a straight line like the wall of the old mosque. Later the Royal Chapel would be added, which is a Renaissance apse, but it does not really correspond to the Gothic company. In the naves of the Gospel and the Epistle, which are the lateral naves, there are many chapels. The 60 pillars support 68 ogive vaults, highlighting those of the transept and central nave with their star shapes. Instead of placing a clerestory, a continuous balcony was chosen along the main nave in order to be able to wander around the temple without being seen. Located in the central nave, in order from the feet, are the Retrochoir, the Choir, with two organs, the Transept, the Main Altar, the Back of Altar and the Royal Chapel.
I GIARDINI DI MARZO ( Mogol - Battisti) - Il carretto passava
E quell'uomo gridava "Gelati".
Al 21 del mese I nostri soldi
Erano già finiti.
Io pensavo a mia madre
E rivedevo I suoi vestiti,
Il più bello era nero
Coi fiori non ancora appassiti.
All'uscita di scuola
I ragazzi vendevano I libri,
Io restavo a guardarli
Cercando il coraggio per imitarli
Poi sconfitto tornavo a giocar
Con la mente e I suoi tarli,
E la sera al telefono
Tu mi chiedevi
"Perché non parli".
Che anno è
Che giorno è
Questo è il tempo
Di vivere con te.
Le mie mani
Come vedi
Non tremano più
E ho nell'anima
In fondo all'anima
Cieli immensi
E immenso amore
E poi ancora
Ancora amore
Amor per te.
Fiumi azzurri
E colline
E praterie
Dove corrono dolcissime
Le mie malinconie.
L'universo
Trova spazio
Dentro me,
Ma il coraggio di vivere,
Quello, ancora non c'è...
I giardini di marzo
Si vestono di nuovi colori
E le giovani donne in quel mese
Vivono nuovi amori.
Camminavi al mio fianco
Ad un tratto dicesti
"Tu muori. Se mi aiuti
Son certa che io
Ne verrò fuori".
Ma non una parola chiarì
I miei pensieri,
Continuai a camminare
Lasciandoti attrice di ieri...
Che anno è
Che giorno è
Questo è il tempo
Di vivere con te.
Le mie mani
Come vedi
Non tremano più
E ho nell'anima
In fondo all'anima
Cieli immensi
E immenso amore
E poi ancora
Ancora amore
Amor per te.
The cart passed by and that man cried, "Ice-cream!"
By the 21st of the month our money was all spent
I thought of my mother and saw her dresses again
The most beautiful was black with flowers not yet withered
At the exit of the school the children sold books
I stayed to watch them, searching for the courage to imitate them
Then, defeated, I returned to toy with my mind and its woodworms
And in the evening on the phone you asked me, "Why aren't you talking?"
What year is it?
What day is it?
This is the time to live with you
My hands as you see no longer tremble
And I have in my soul
Deep in my soul, immense skies
And immense love
And then still, still love, love for you
Azure rivers and hills and prairies
Where my melancholies run most sweetly
The universe finds space within me
But the courage to live, that isn't there yet
The gardens of March dress themselves in new colours
And young women in those months experience new loves
You were walking by my side and all of a sudden you said, "You are dying"
If you help me I am certain that I will come out of it
But not a word clarified my thoughts
I continued to walk, leaving you an actress of yesterday
What year is it?
What day is it?
This is the time to live with you
My hands as you see no longer tremble
And I have in my soul
Deep in my soul, immense skies
And immense love
And then still, still love, love for you
Azure rivers and hills and prairies
Where my melancholies run most sweetly
The universe finds space within me
But the courage to live, that isn't there y
Today's photo was taken late this afternoon at the Canal Basin in Coventry. The view is showing the scene at the start of the Coventry Canal along with some of the shops and converted warehouses that for the Canal Basin area. There are also the reflections of a couple of Narrow Boats in the foreground.
The photo was taken using the app KitCam on my iPhone 6.
First I used the app Snapseed to edit the picture. I cropped the image and applied the Tonal Contrast preset and decreased the Highlights. I then increased the Shadow areas and boosted the Saturation, Contrast, Warmth and Ambiance. I finally applied a vignette to the image. After this I used the app PicsArt to apply the Artistic Oil Paint preset to the image but decreased the intensity a little. Finally I used PhotoToaster to add the Clarify preset, the Vibrant FX and a Small Dark Vignette. I then applied the Stucco texture and the Charcoal frame.
Rocky Mountain National Park. Just to clarify, everyone - that's the formation's name. I wish I was the clever person to come up with that name, but alas, no.
To clarify, this was taken on the way up to the summit 'Großes Teufelshorn', not from the summit itself.
69002 and 69005 take the 321 express Parcels SWIFT unit back to Doncaster from Long Marston after being launched at the Rail Live event
due to the way the Translator vehicles work this could not be top and tailed as some had thought
this was delayed from last week due to train crew and route restrictions that needed clarifying at Kemble
"The years passed by and Sofia got more and more involved in the business of Tane and his farm. Today she’s visiting Ol’Zeke’s Water Mill to clarify the details of future grain deliveries. Over the years the girl had grown to be quite tenacious, and Ol’Zeke expected hard negotiations today."
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December just started and it's time to tackle the CCC. And since it's more fun to build together, I teamed up with my friend Markus . On a weekly basis we’ll be telling the story of Sofia and following her on her adventures.
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Don’t pin us down to that, but the plan is as follows: I will upload on Mondays while Markus will upload his parts on Thursdays.
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If you use #1. Firefox www.mozilla.com/en-US/firefox/ browser... you can add this cool stuff to make Flickr more fun via #2. Greasemonkey (add this after you download Firefox addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/748) add-ons. Then you can add any or all of these add-ons :) Have fun! #3. digital-photography-school.com/blog/10-really-useful-flic...
I had some of these before, but in the course of looking for something yesterday, I found these as well. I tried most of them out...and really like them, so thought I would put the links here. I always hate trying to find this stuff. It has a cool slide bar that you can make pics appear on a solid black or solid white background, or any color grey between just by using a slide bar to the left of each photo. The AUTO PAGE is super handy! Lots of toys!
Since I have had a couple FM's about this...let me clarify. :D You need to install FIREFOX browser (basic) AND GREASEMONKEY first...BEFORE you can go to the last link #3 ADDONS... They describe each of the 10 addons...so if you think it is something you would use then download it. It's very easy, and the nice thing is, if you do not use or like it, you can simply uncheck it by the little "monkey face" in the corner of your screen and disable any items you do not like.
Geraniaceae
To clarify the name of this widespread plant: The greek "geranos" means crane. It referes to the inflorescence of the plant, rather than the blossom.
Vintage lens:
Oscillo-Quinon, 1:1.9/75mm Steinheil München
Another photo from the Green Lake in Austria - just to clarify: the water is really like this and not manipulated by me haha (view on black)
*explore #26*
"1st of January
Said you starting over
Your heart's been in remission
Making a new beginning ..."
- Jah Cure, Unconditional Love
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=38A1NZEHpxY
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE - JAH CURE
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
As the arms of the trees outstretch to reach the sun
So can we rise up and touch the stars
As the sun falls to meet another day in a far off land
So may we fall down and rise to begin again anew
Love is not lost when truth is known
It is strengthened and clarifies our vision
The veils may fall from our eyes
but what we see is still heaven with a brighter light
The sun may nestle in the clouds
as we may soften the fall of those we love
but we will help them stay afloat
and buoy them up with love and understanding
The sun does not ask for anything
but gives us warmth and light
Ask for nothing in return
but offer unconditional love
- AP - copyright remains the property of the author
'copyright image please do not reproduce without permission'
my fav pic of that tour.. that camel head on the RHS was the one i was sitting on. I named him "peanut butter". coz while i was in morocco, i really missed peanut butter. lolol
ok I wanna clarify sth..some ppl might wonder why the color of the sanddune is so orange. the local guide told me it rained in the desert for 3 days before(WOWOWOW). outside the desert it was flooded, coz the ground didnt absorb water so fast. When we arrived there and were abt to get on the camels, I saw a huge pond of water, looked like a lake, thats fr the rain. I also saw some toilet seats and other stuffs scattered around, they said coz of the heavy rain, a hotel there was completely destroyed. all those stuffs were fr the hotel. thats just amazing to see the sand, still moisty and got wrinkles.
here's another pic www.flickr.com/photos/weideng/2167733137/in/set-721576036...
on camel back..but I still prefer this one more.
***Thanks ppl...for all the comments and invites~ cheers
Nez Perce Peak (11,901 ft.) emerges from the fog obscuring adjacent peaks on a beautiful morning in Grand Teton National Park.
Camera Nikon D3S
Exposure 1/3200 sec
Aperture f/10.0
Focal Length 290 mm
ISO Speed 1600
Exposure Bias 0 EV
View the entire Tetons - East and West Set
View my - Most Interesting according to Flickr
The peony or paeony is a flowering plant in the genus Paeonia, the only genus in the family Paeoniaceae. They are native to Asia, Europe and Western North America. Scientists differ on the number of species that can be distinguished ranging from 25 to 40,although the current consensus is 33 known species. The relationships between the species need to be further clarified.
Most are herbaceous perennial plants 0.25–1 metre (0.82–3.28 ft) tall, but some are woody shrubs 0.25–3.5 metres (0.82–11.48 ft) tall. They have compound, deeply lobed leaves and large, often fragrant flowers, in colors ranging from purple red to white or yellow, in late spring and early summer.
Peonies are among the most popular garden plants in temperate regions. Herbaceous peonies are also sold as cut flower on a large scale, although generally only available in late spring and early summer
Hope you guys don’t mind, I took this entry to clarify some things. It turns out my past entries have been done by other builder specifically Melanie who expressed her complain…(Hi there, Melanie) :)
For sure I don’t have the intention to copy a build that have been done before since it literally will waste my limited time that I have, moreover to copy such a wonderful build she’d done by making way lesser build that I did…hahaha. I haven’t been around and get my hands with Lego nor I have open TBB or BrickNerd for more than a year, I also chose not to see what Grant’s have build with this piece, so I’m not sure what builds have been done using this piece.
As far as I know based from last year, other builders have made a lightbulb, flower, and vase from this piece and I’m lost track since then.
As for behind the thought that I did it to win this competition, I can assure you that I knew that I will definitely loose this round when I found out that the mystery part is way to large for my part collection which will make me difficult to build my ideas into realization, moreover with my limited time and bad scheduling conflict I have this time around and the fact that I have to compete with Grant who I think is way much better and skilled builder than I am…(I hate you Grant!)...hahaha
My personal goal for this round is not to win, I’m just so glad and happy that I can get to build again eventhough I can only spare an hour or two to build and took the shot of my build. It reminds me how much I love to build and how much I love to took the shot of my build.
Having said that, it’s 4.00 am in the morning and I haven’t sleep yet due to catch a project deadline I've been working on, but I managed to build something simple for you guys, I hope it haven’t build by other builder though. Enjoy and hope you guys like it :)
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My 6th build for Iron Builder vs. Grant Davis.
The part that we need to use the whole month is the Panel 4 x 4 x 13 Curved Tapered with Clip at Each End.
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Swara Lannock's tail lashed back and forth behind him slowly as he unknowingly drew that rough, pink tongue across his dark hued lips. Battered and nicked ears flicked at the voices that rose up from below, listening intently to what he could catch of the conversation as he continued to keep that unflinching stare of rust colored eyes fixed on Guin. He wondered for a moment about her reaction if she would spot him perched up here...he wasn't trying to hide any longer. Spotted fingers drifted to his belt again to pull out another small object, this time dropping it straight down below him where it would land with a dull crack. His head tilting to one side curiously.
Sebastian Ricks tilts his head. "They're the rooster crowing on top of the dungheap, bonita. Or they think they are. Makes them want to strut. Not surprised they're visiting the church. From what I know of the UAC, they don't like it when their playthings get away. Or forget their place." The soft clatter behind him makes him turn. He glances at the floor, then casually lifts his eyes to the balcony above. "Oh look, bonita," he drawls. "A furry cockroach."
Guinevere Fouroux's lips twist in a dry smile, rather enjoying the image of UAC soldiers as preening roosters... she only wishes they were so powerless. "Nothing but bullies," she mutters, but before she can say anything else something drops to the carpet behind him. Her eyes drop, brow furrowing, and she steps closer to it as she sees Bastian look up. Crouching, she reaches out with tentative fingers, then draws back sharply. "It's a bone," she whispers, then follows his gaze. Her breath catches. White... white and gray, and it's all she remembers. Everything and nothing. She stumbles back, back to her feet, eyes on the balcony. "I think... " She swallows, and blinks rapidly. "I think that's him... "
Sebastian Ricks steps past Guin. He rolls the bone toward him with his boot, then crouches with absent grace to pick it up. "Finger bone," he clarifies. It vanishes into his pocket as if it had never been. "The one who bit you?" he asks, cocking his head to eye the cat perched over their heads. With a cold, bright grin, he straightens and gives the cat a mocking wave. "Hey there, ese. Back for seconds?"
Swara Lannock's mouth drew into a wide wolfish grin as she looked up, two thick carnivorous fangs peeking out from beneath his upper lip, not the type of fangs you would expect on a neko, these were made distinctly big cat incisors. His tail swayed wildly, enough so that the tip would be seen swinging up from behind the low wall he perched on. It was apparent he gained far too much amusement from the woman's reaction. He watched with curious eyes as the finger bone was scooped up and deposited away like some trinket..his trinket to be exact. "You smell, delicious...ape" he murred in a playful, yet dangerous tone. The male's words didn't go unheard, he just chose to let them go unanswered for now.
Sebastian Ricks folds his arms over his chest in a flutter of black lace cuffs. "Eh, bonita, what are you gonna do? Like being chased down by a rabid dog, hey?" He watches the cat with a sly smile. "Just a dumb animal. Don't know no better."
A mosaic floor is not one of the best place to show off a plantain leaf laden with Onam delicacies, but then that's what it is for several of us who live away from our traditional homes back in Kerala.
Just testing out the 100-400 II + 1.4x III combination. The lack of moveable autofocus points might be a problem with moving subjects, but fortunately this robin was content to pose. This is a circa 70% crop; the robin was about 5m away.
Edit to add: To clarify, the 1.4x Extender reduces AF to single point which remains movable, but one loses area AF and 61-point automatic AF. Which was fine for this robin but un-usable when I was photographing flying birds of prey a week later.
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