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Explore # 356 on Thursday, 04 June 2009 - the 340th
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The National Centre for the Performing Arts, and colloquially described as The Egg, is an opera house in Beijing, People's Republic of China. The Centre, an ellipsoid dome of titanium and glass is surrounded by an artificial lake.
Saw the roof cleaner working this morning , thought we should working hard 早上看到這個屋頂清潔已經開始一天的工作,看來我們真該努力工作啊
Shot in Berwyn Illinois. I have been really busy and have not been able to get out so I am trolling the archives. Hopefully I will get out soon to shoot some new stuff.
Been a long wait. I've gone back to this beach many times .......waiting for that inspiring moment -
1. A huge log of drift wood - same as before :-). Beach was cleaner then.
2. the indiustrial lights from a nearby island - very faintly paint the beach. Gad to use f3.3, ISO 800, 45 sec exposure ! for the wood and frontal beach.
3. Clouds in the sky and the distant industrial lights in the front firing up the horizon.
4. The sky just about turning itself over.
The moment I waited for and for ....
DRI all the way !
In case you think I have arranged this scene, I did not!
Found this little guy in a backyard in Leipzig with the cable attached coming out of the container on the left.
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I’ve always liked this sign in the Midtown area of San Jose. I pass it often on the way to a favorite taqueria. Well, I used to pass it often. The sign was recently taken down, prompting local preservationists to renew the discussion of how to save signs like this from disappearing from public view.
“Meet The Cleaner”…
I open our "Breakfast Club For Birds" at 8am with nice soft peanut butter (smooth) and top it up at noon with seeds, nuts and crushed fat balls .
High Tea is at 3pm in the winter.. with sunflower hearts and crunchy peanut butter, to help them through the cold nights.
This is our "Cleaner" arriving at 3:30 to mop up the left-overs. the last rays of the days sunshine just twinkling in his eye.
All this happens in my back garden in Felling… My Wife. Cheryl calls it “The Connor Hilton”. I think it’s better than that.
After 70 years of chasing them through fields and woodland I now do it the easy way, make them come to me and hang out of the bathroom window.