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More specifically demitasse* teaspoons. This hobby only came about as I also collect demitasse cups and saucers. This teaspoon was made by Reed and Barton a prominent American silversmith manufacturer. They were based in the city of Taunton, Massachusetts and operated between 1824 and 2015.
*A demitasse spoon is a diminutive spoon, smaller than a teaspoon.
HMM!
Macro Mondays: Hobby.
Hair
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Rigged Mesh Hair
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Outfit
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Fit for Maitreya Lara and Petite, Legacy and Perky , Slink HG, Belleza. eBody, Kupra
Comes with 20 Colors of optional harness
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↝ Leggins 〜 Evory 〜 Group Gift 〜 Vision
Sizes Maitreya, Legacy , Hourglass, Freya
30 Colors FatPack
Accesories
↝ Nails 〜 Ahlai 〜 @ BIGGIRL Event 〜 Avada
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17 Textures change HUD, Mix & Match
Stiletto Nails
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Comes in 8 Colors
2 Styles Hold & Cross Body
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MYANMAR ,burma - Yangon, Rundgang auf der prächtigsten Pagode - der Shwedagon.
GELD; GELD;GELD - Novizinnen und Nonne sammeln und transportieren pralle Geldsäcke mit kleinen Banknoten. Die Gläubigen sind sehr spendabel und so sieht man hunderte Säcke und ist doch sehr verwundert. Schließlich zählt Myanmar zu den ärmsten Ländern der Welt. Aber für Buddha und die vermeintliche Absicherung im nächsten Leben gibt man was man kann.
MONEY; MONEY;
Novices and nuns collect and transport bulging money bags with small banknotes. The believers are very generous and so you can see hundreds of sacks and are still amazed. After all, Myanmar is a very poor country. But you give what you can for Buddha, the deities and the supposed security in the next life.
Eurasian Jay (Garrulus glandarius)
My best photos are here: www.lacerta-bilineata.com/ticino-best-photos-of-southern-...
More TICINO/TESSIN Wildlife Photos (all taken in my garden in Monteggio/Ti, Switzerland): it.lacerta-bilineata.com/ramarro-occidentale-lacerta-bili...
If you're interested, you'll find a more detailed closeup here (it's the 8th photo from the top): www.lacerta-bilineata.com/western-green-lizard-lacerta-bi...
My latest ANIMAL VIDEO (it's very brief but pretty unusual: a tiny wall lizard attacks two young great tits): www.youtube.com/watch?v=FQqkSsyrm7E
THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO: MY LONG AND ARDUOUS JOURNEY TO BIRD PHOTOGRAPHY
If you've set yourself the challenge of exclusively shooting the wildlife in your own back yard, you might find - as I did - that bird photography is really, really hard.
It's not that reptiles are easy to photograph either, mind - but at least the ones in my garden stay (for the most part) on the ground, and one can learn how to carefully approach them with a camera. They're also clearly egoists, which from a photographer's point of view is is a great character trait: if a lizard detects a human in its vicinity, it's only interested in saving its own skin, and it won't alarm its buddies.
But birds... oh man. Over the years, my feathered friends and I have developed a lovely routine that now defines our peaceful co-existence. As soon as I as much as open a window (let alone the door), I'm instantly greeted by an eruption of panicky fluttering and hysterical shouts from my garden: "SAVE YOUR WOMEN AND CHILDREN AND FLY FOR YOUR LIVES: THE HAIRLESS, PINK MONSTER IS COMING!!! (Yes, I speak bird, and I know that this is exactly what they are shouting 😉).
Needless to say, with the exception of the redstart I already showed here, all my efforts to get the kind of detailed shots I usually strive for with my nature photography ended in complete failure and utter disillusionment. I was ready to give up on stalking the winged misanthropes in my garden altogether, but then winter came - and changed everything.
One day this past January I observed my neighbor Signora P - a kind, elderly Italian lady - putting something on the low garden wall in front of my house. At first I thought she was just putting some treat there for her cat Romeo; the young tom patrols that wall constantly (it's his favorite spot in the garden, and during the warmer months he usually lurks in the thick foliage next to it to prey on lizards).
But once I detected a lot of movement on that wall through my window, I understood she had put a little pile of bread crumbs there; she was feeding the birds who soon arrived in flocks. This was certainly well-intended on my neighbor's part, but her noble action came with a catch, and I'm afraid quite literally.
When I took a stroll through my garden the next day I discovered a suspicious amount of feathers on the ground next to the wall. Romeo had apparently switched from his low-calorie summer diet (lizard) to more energy-rich meals consisting of "fowl" (it was winter after all, so from a nutritionist's point of view this made sense).
I would find fresh traces of Romeo's victims (mostly feathers, but also the odd wing) in my garden over the following days; so my first intuition that my neighbor was feeding her cat hadn't been that far off after all, as Romeo was now clearly being "served" fresh birds on a daily basis. And although the hungry visitors seemed to be aware of the danger and became slightly more prudent, they just couldn't resist the tasty snacks Signora P put on that wall - and neither could Romeo.
It was obvious that I had to act, but talking to my neighbor - who is as stubborn as she is kind - would have been futile, I knew that much. I pondered the matter long and hard - until a light bulb went off in my head. The idea was genius. If successful, what I had in mind would not only increase the birds' chances of surviving Romeo's appetite, but also greatly benefit my own photographic endeavors.
I started to enact my master plan the very next day by buying a giant bag of bird feed (consisting mainly of sunflower seeds) from the store. Then I dragged a huge piece of a tree trunk (approx. 120 cm in height) that we normally chop firewood on from the shed out into the garden and emptied almost half of the bag's content on top of it. Signora P's buffet for birds (and cats) was about to get some serious competition 😊.
My reasoning was as follows: not only would the birds be lured away from the fatally low garden wall to a place where they were safe from the cat - there was nothing around that tree trunk that provided cover for a predator, and the birds had a nice 360° view around it at all times - but I was also able to photograph them while hiding in the shed.
However, in order for my plan to work there was one little extra measure I had to take, and it was one that risked lowering my own life expectancy considerably once the owner of the property - my mom - discovered it. You see, our shed is completely windowless, so if I wanted to use it as a blind, I had no choice but to cut a hole into one of its wooden walls... which I promptly did (I figured all's fair in love - and photography 😉).
Granted, I have absolutely zero carpentering skills, and it showed. That hole was an ugly mess: the shed's wall seemed to have had an encounter with Jack Nicholson's ax-wielding lunatic character from the film 'The Shining'. Needless to say, I was incredibly proud of my work (I mean, come on: there now was a hole where before there wasn't a hole, and it was big enough for the lens of my camera to peek through, so it was mission accomplished as far as I was concerned).
Now all I had to do was wait for the birds to discover the tree trunk. In the meantime I started to mentally prepare myself for the inevitable confrontation with my mom and go through possible explanations for that splintering hole in the wall (it was either gonna be a rabid woodpecker attack or an emergency rescue mission with a feeding tube for a little kid that had accidentally locked himself inside the shed - both seemed valid options, though I slightly preferred the locked-in kid due to the involved drama and heroism 😉).
A whole day went by, and not a single bird visited the sunflower seeds. I had expected that it might take a few hours until the first of the ever curious great tits or blue tits would show up, but given how tiny my garden is, an entire day seemed excessive. Then another day came and went: the birds kept flocking to the bread crumbs on the wall, and my tree trunk kept collecting dust. To add injury to insult, a few fresh feathers on the ground were proof that Romeo was still feasting.
It was incredibly frustrating: I provided my winged guests with a much better view - plus a higher chance of surviving the cuisine - than Signora P's place; I risked (almost) certain death at the hands of my own mother (OK, the act of vandalism on the shed I had committed for my own benefit, but still), yet the birds kept ignoring me.
Then, after three days, just before sunset, I spotted a single blue tit on the tree trunk picking away at the sunflower seeds.
When I got up the next morning I immediately realized that the loud noise that accompanies each and every tit activity had shifted from the wall to the shed. At last the dam had broken: there was a flurry of movement around the tree trunk, and I counted at least 5 different species of birds feasting on the sunflower seeds.
From day 4 onward my plan worked beautifully: the birds now indeed mostly ignored Romeo's "snack wall" and kept to the tree trunk. And yes, I was able to play peeping tom from behind the shed's wall and photograph them!! 😊
Thus, dear readers, I finally managed to produce some acceptable bird photos, and I had even saved my feathered friends from a deadly foe in the process. All through winter and spring I took advantage of my new bird hide, and in late May I started mixing some cherries with the sunflower seeds. The idea was to attract a Eurasian jay (Garrulus glandarius), and as you can see, it worked!
It took me almost three weeks and more than a few tricks to capture that clever fella, but given how long I've been rambling here already, that's a story for another day. As for my mom, she still doesn't know about the hole in the wall, so please don't snitch! 😉.
I hope you like the photo and wish you all a wonderful weekend! Many greetings from Switzerland, and as always: let me know what you think in the comments 🙏 😊 ❤!
P.S. if anyone has their own funny tale about the obstacles we photographers are prepared to overcome for a desired photo, please write it in the comments: I love such stories 😊
... there’s probably one in here. 68, High Street, Hastings.
6’8d - six shillings and eightpence - was a third of the old pre decimal British pound. Twelve pennies in a shilling. Twenty shillings in a pound. It was all rather complicated but there were certain tricks to make multiplication and addition easier, which I’ve now forgotten. If we were to go back to that system, and nothing would surprise me now, a lot of people would have difficulty with it - there would have to be an app.
I remember 6’8d once being the price of a “single” vinyl record.
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A perfect combination. A collectible Ford "hotrod" in brilliant livery, outside the historic Carrick Inn Hotel. This pub is nearly 200 years old, having been established in 1833.
This is part of an M&S tableware set called Autumn Leaves.
I started collecting it when I got married over 50 years ago and have added to it over the years, often as because it was going out of fashion, but it's timeless to me.
It's stoneware and very long lasting.
California State University Fullerton
Campus has very few people allowed right now and I have been told that this is a very rare. I am taking advantage of this opportunity while it last. CSUF hopes to bring students back this Fall.
As if, the sunlight was trapped in between the petals of this pink flowers. No flash, no lighting support, purely sunlight...
Better View On Black
A testa rossa (redhead, and yes, even before Enzo coined the name there were testa rossas) absorbing a 1951 "bullet nosed" Studebaker, and not sure what to make of it! Her thoughts might be, "...weird, but maybe in a nice way, yes, weird! I kinda like it. I think!"
And I think that's how many would have felt about the late forties and early fifties Studebakers back then. The designs were met with a mixed reception and definitely a mixed audience of lovers, and haters, and probably little middle ground. The design of the late forties / early fifties Studebakers included both the Starlite Coupes and the later bullet nosed models, and they came from the pen of Robert Bourke. Bourke had started with Studebaker as part of the design team in 1940 earning $75 dollars a week. The team was led by Raymond Loewy during the 1940s, and Loewy had a talented team working on Studebaker designs, including Bourke, Vince Gardner and, Gordon Buehrig (who was responsible for the great-looking Cord models), and Virgil Exner, (Exner later went on to work for Chrysler Corp and was responsible for their "Forward Look" designs of the fifties and beyond)
Blue Gray Gnatcatcher collecting spider web for nest building at John Heinz NWR.
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A random shot as I was walking through a local town back in September. Some fancy plates in a small shop, among other collectables and bric-a-brac.
A quelques dizaines de mètres de la guesthouse, le temple ouvre ses portes pour l'heure de la prière... Et même le chien respecte ce moment.