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Comb Wash, Road 235 Comb Wash Road at first turnoff from the north side to the west towards cliff dwellings, S of Highway 95, SW of Blanding, UT
maze of pilgrims with holy cow on the 'trivenisangam' confluence ghat.
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The woods around Comb Beck as it flows from Whinlatter down towards Thornthwaite; the lower slopes of Skiddaw in the background and the land immediately south of Bassenthwaite lake.
1938 Zeiss-Ikon Nettar 515/2, Tessar f4.5 105mm uncoated lens 1/250 @ f8; Kodak Portra 400 colour negative film. Lab-scanned.
With Combs reservoir in the distance, an unidentified Northern Rail Class 156 approaches Chapel-en-le-Frith station with a service from Buxton to Manchester Piccadilly on 23rd December 2015.
The Comb-crested Jacana with its extraordinary long toes feeding on aquatic insects from floating vegetation near Nathan Street Bridge Townsville.
I found this super duper small fella on the back of my yard chair. Most likely a comb-footed spider of some sort, in the family Theradiidae. Unfortunately, at this size, your guess is just as good as mine!
Comb-footed spiders, tangleweb spiders, or cobweb spiders are a vast group of arachnids that spans the globe. It includes lots of familiar faces, notably the Latrodectus genus (true widow spiders)! This little fella is unlikely to be medically significant, though. Maybe I'll see him again, sometime further down the line!
This shot was captured at 1:1 with my Vivitar (Komine) 90mm f2.8 Macro. This photo is uncropped. This silly spot of sunshine is around 2-3mm around!
Didierea madagascariensis, commonly known as the octopus tree, is a species of Didiereaceae endemic to the spiny thickets of southwestern Madagascar. It was first described scientifically by the French botanist Henri Ernest Baillon in 1880 and is the type species of the genus Didierea.
It is known in Malagasy as sohongy, sony and soribarika. Sohongy and sony come from the Tanosy dialect word songo meaning "lock of hair" or a rooster's crest or comb possibly referring to its branches that sprawl upwards.
As with all members of the sub-family Didiereoideae, this is a semi-succulent woody, shrub to small tree. It is densely spiny and can grow up to 10 metres (33 ft) tall. Spines are arranged in whorls, mostly of four. Leaves are small and narrow-lanceolate and arranged in rosettes.
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Didierea madagascariensis, comúnmente conocida como árbol del pulpo, es una especie de Didiereaceae endémica de los matorrales espinosos del suroeste de Madagascar. Fue descrita científicamente por primera vez por el botánico francés Henri Ernest Baillon en 1880 y es la especie tipo del género Didierea.
Se le conoce en malgache como sohongy, sony y soribarika. Sohongy y sony provienen de la palabra del dialecto Tanosy songo que significa "mechón de pelo" o cresta o peine de gallo, posiblemente refiriéndose a sus ramas que se extienden hacia arriba.
Como ocurre con todos los miembros de la subfamilia Didiereoideae, este es un arbusto leñoso semisuculento que va desde un árbol pequeño. Es densamente espinoso y puede crecer hasta 10 metros (33 pies) de altura. Las espinas están dispuestas en verticilos, en su mayoría de cuatro. Las hojas son pequeñas, lanceoladas estrechas y dispuestas en rosetas.
Reserva Reniala - Reniala reserve
The name means as much as “mother of the forest”, which is the nickname of the baobabs endemic to this area.
Deep down at the southwestern coast of Madagascar, about 30 km away from the big city Toliara (Tuléar), there is the small village Ifaty-Mangily directly at the sea. You can reach it since 2016 via a well-paved road, RN9, in hardly half an hour. Several times a week, flights are running from Antananarivo to Toliara. Taxis or cars (always including a driver) can be rented in Toliara without a problem. The small, private reserve is located at the village exit of Ifaty-Mangily.
In 1997, a French-Malagasy cooperation had the idea to make a piece of land nearby Ifaty a protected area – the non-governmental organization Reniala was born. The reserve was opened in 2001 as a botanical garden, ornithological park, and baobab forest. Meanwhile, the spiny forest belongs to the last pieces of primary forests of the South. Nothing was changed here besides some carefully created paths inside the 0,57 km² area.
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El nombre significa tanto como “madre del bosque”, que es el apodo de los baobabs endémicos de esta zona.
En lo profundo de la costa suroeste de Madagascar, a unos 30 km de la gran ciudad de Toliara (Tuléar), se encuentra el pequeño pueblo de Ifaty-Mangily, directamente junto al mar. Se puede llegar desde 2016 por una carretera bien asfaltada, la RN9, en apenas media hora. Varias veces a la semana hay vuelos desde Antananarivo a Toliara. En Toliara se pueden alquilar taxis o coches (siempre con conductor incluido) sin problema. La pequeña reserva privada está situada a la salida del pueblo de Ifaty-Mangily.
En 1997, una cooperación franco-malgache tuvo la idea de convertir un terreno cercano a Ifaty en zona protegida: así nació la organización no gubernamental Reniala. La reserva fue inaugurada en 2001 como jardín botánico, parque ornitológico y bosque de baobabs. Mientras tanto, el bosque espinoso pertenece a los últimos trozos de bosques primarios del Sur. Aquí no se ha cambiado nada, salvo algunos senderos cuidadosamente creados dentro de un área de 0,57 km².
St Mary, Combs, Stowmarket, Suffolk
A nobleman offers a cup of water to a poor man while an angel watches. The scroll reads 'I am thryste ful drye yr wylle' and 'have her dry'ke py for h'y yt doth c'ul'.
Combs is a large parish, and although there is a remote, pretty village that takes its name up in the hills, the bulk of the population of the parish is down in the housing estate of Combs Ford in suburban Stowmarket. Consequently, this church is often busy with baptisms and weddings, and can reckon on a goodly number of the faithful on a Sunday morning.
St Mary is on the edge of the housing estate, but the setting is otherwise profoundly rural: you reach it along a doglegging lane from the top of Poplar Hill, and the last few hundred yards is along a narrow track which ends in the wide graveyard. The church is set on low ground, hills rising away to north and south, and the effect, on looking down at it, is of a great ship at rest in harbour.
With its grand tower, aisles and clerestories this is a perfect example of a 15th Century Suffolk church in all its glory. In the 1930s, Cautley found the main entrance through the south porch, a grand red brick affair of the late 15th century. It has since been bricked up, and entrance is through the smaller north porch, which faces the estate. The gloom of the north porch leads you into a tall, wide open space, full of light, as if the morning had followed you in from outside. If you had been here ten years ago, the first striking sight would have been the three great bells on the floor at the west end. They represented the late medieval and early modern work of three of East Anglia's great bell-founding families, the Brayers of Norwich and the Graye and Darbie families of Ipswich. The largest dates from the mid-15th century, and was cast by Richard Brayser. Its inscription invokes the prayers of St John the Baptist. The other two come from either side of the 17th century Commonwealth; that by Miles Graye would have been a sonorous accompaniement to Laudian piety, while John Darbie's would have rung in the Restoration. It was fascinating to be able to see them at such close quarters, but they have now been rehung in the tower.
Stretching eastwards is the range of 15th century benches with their predominantly animal bench ends, some medieval and some clever Victorian copies, probably by the great Henry Ringham. The effect is similar to that at Woolpit a few miles to the west. The hares are my favourites. One is medieval, the other Ringham's work. They seems alert and wary, as though they might bolt at any moment. Clearly, the medieval artist had seen a hare, but lions were creatures of his imagination.
The great glory of this church, however, is the range of 15th century glass towards the east end of the south aisle. It was collected together in this corner of the church after the factory explosion that wrecked most of Stowmarket and killed 28 people in August 1871. The east window and most easterly south window contain figures from a Tree of Jesse, a family tree of Christ. Old Testament prophets and patriarchs mix with kings, most of them clearly labelled: Abraham and his son Isaac wait patiently near the top, and Solomon and David are also close companions.
This second window also contains two surviving scenes from the Seven Works of Mercy, 'give food to the hungry' and 'give water to the thirsty'. But the most remarkable glass here consists of scenes from the life and martyrdom of St Margaret. We see her receiving God's blessing as she tends her sheep (who graze on, apparently unconcerned). We see her tortured while chained to the castle wall. We see her about to be boiled in oil, and most effectively in a composite scene at once being eaten by a dragon and escaping from it.
Under the vast chancel arch is the surviving dado of the late 14th/early 15th Century roodscreen, a substantial structure carved and studded with ogee arches beneath trefoiled tracery, the carvings in the spandrels gilded. At the other end of the church, the font is imposing in the cleared space of the west end. It is contemporary with the roodscreen, and the suggestion is that we are seeing a building that is not far off being all of a piece: the fixtures and fittings of a new building roughly a century before the Reformation.
A period of history not otherwise much represented here is that of the early Stuarts, but a brass inscription of 1624 reset on a wall had echoes of Shakespeare: Fare well, deare wife, since thou art now absent from mortalls sight. One of those moments when the human experience transcends the religious tussles of those days.
Outside in the graveyard, two other memorials caught my eye. One dates from 1931, and remembers My Beloved Sweetheart Stan... who died in Aden aged 22 years. Not far off, a small headstone of the late 17th Century records that Here Restesth ye body of Mary, ye wife of Tho. Love Coroner with two still born Children. I stood in the quiet of the graveyard, looking across to the suburbs of the busy town of Stowmarket, and I felt the heartbeat, the connection down the long Combs Ford centuries.
Behind me, there was something rather curious. Although this is a big graveyard, the church is set hard against the western edge of it. Because of this, a processional way was built through the base of the tower by the original builders, as at Ipswich St Lawrence and Stanton St John. This would have allowed medieval processions to circumnavigate the church on consecrated ground. The way here has since been blocked in, and is used as storage space. A surviving stoup inside shows that, through this processional way, the west door was the main entrance to the church in medieval times, when this building was the still point of the people's turning world.
I snapped this lovely shot of my girlfriend Setareh Khatibi while we were vacationing in Santa Barbara. We were on the look out for some of their popular street art and came upon this wall that was fully gratified. Hard to tell what that was because of the shot but I ended up falling in love this shot and angle. Hope you enjoy!
For the 2nd part of my Still Life assignment at City of Glasgow College I had to take the combs from the previous studio shot onto a location and shoot them there.
I decided to go the opposite route from the studio shot. While the combs in the studio shot were majestic, monuments, the comb here is a rather sad sight. Dumped in a scabby bathroom sink.
Shot handheld using the flipscreen to compose.
The other half of the project is found here: www.flickr.com/photos/matt_82/16272584955/
Honey comb from the bees I've been working with. It appears these bees have no queen because there are multiple eggs per cell.
there will be 3 mirror picture posted in a row. This is the first one.
I love taking pictures of other people when they look themselves in a mirror.
in the mail. the ombre really turns my crank. I might play with some stamps and underglaze later this week
Taken in Neda's garden at our Flickr meetup!
See it LARGE On Black!
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Added to Flickr Explore (interestingness) page of 2 August 2007.