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CHARMING little reedbed specialist has a rather compact, rounded body and a proportionately very long tail. The distinctive call has earned the species the affectionate nickname of "pinger" which utters a diagnostic, high-pitched ping call.. Was overjoyed to get this chance encounter at Oare Marshes in Kent of a male, as I normally only see the female or juveniles, a bit of a nemesis bird for me.
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THANK YOU FOR YOUR FRIENDSHIP, its a joy seeing your images and being transported around the world without leaving my armchair. Beautiful sunshine in the U.K at last, enjoy but stay safe............God bless......................Tomx
A rose is a woody perennial flowering plant of the genus Rosa, in the family Rosaceae. There are over three hundred species and thousands of cultivars. They form a group of plants that can be erect shrubs, climbing, or trailing, with stems that are often armed with sharp prickles. Flowers vary in size and shape and are usually large and showy, in colours ranging from white through yellows and reds. Most species are native to Asia, with smaller numbers native to Europe, North America, and northwestern Africa. Species, cultivars and hybrids are all widely grown for their beauty and often are fragrant. Roses have acquired cultural significance in many societies. Rose plants range in size from compact, miniature roses, to climbers that can reach seven meters in height. Different species hybridize easily, and this has been used in the development of the wide range of garden roses. 47874
.. found in LU .. it's a piece of art placed at the location of the historic Rheinschanze .. happy Sunday!
Compact Rush (Juncus conglomeratus) plants growing in one of the moorland pools on Broadlee-Bank Tor below Grindslow Knoll.
For Macro Mondays - Hole
I was struggling to come up with a hole for this week, out of time, then this morning I had to burn a CD so decided to use that.
Happy Macro Monday!
#sliderssunday
#Shocktober
#Halloween
Creepy encounter with the Bogeyman. Or maybe the Boogie Man? Because who says abandoned sanatoriums must be creepy places haunted by the poor souls of the people who once had been treated there? The artists that have decorated a wing of one of the many buildings of this long abandoned lung sanatorium nearby Berlin must have believed the latter, because almost all of the art there is horror-themed, just like this enormous creature consisting of branches (Blair Witch, anyone?). But, wait a minute... There are branches, but there are also cables, and coloured light bulbs. Party lights! And seriously, can a creature who partly consists of colourful party lights be evil? Just imagine him all lit up like a Christmas Tree ;)
This reminded me of an anecdote my mother, magrit k., once had heard during a guided tour at Beelitz Heilstätten (another old, but no longer abandoned sanatorium also nearby Berlin). And that anecdote gives rise to doubts that these sanatoriums were per se sad places, places of pain and suffering: Back in the day (at the end of the 19th / beginning of the 20th century), as you might have guessed, men's and women's dormitories were strictly seperated from each other. But that didn't stop the patients from finding ways to visit each other at night. How? At one point, someone had found access to the underground logistic passages which connected the entire building complex. Those passages were off-limits for the patients, of course, but has "off-limits" ever stopped anyone? So, at least for some time, there there must have been quite a busy nightlife with regular, merry get-togethers among the patients, before the hospital's management noticed what was going on, and put an end to those "indecencies" by locking the passages for anyone except authorised personnel ;)
So maybe also this sanatorium isn't haunted by lost souls, but the spirits that linger there are of a good-natured, happy kind instead. And the creature in my photo isn't the Bogeyman, but DJ Boogie Man. So let the fun begin :)
HSS, Everyone!
Bi-Ba Butzemann
Gut, nachts im Dunkeln, womöglich noch ganz allein, möchte ich dieser schauerlichen Zweig-Kreatur (die Blair Witch lässt grüßen), die ich 2018 bei einem Fotowalk mit Flickr-Freunden in einem Gebäude einer verlassenen Lungenheilstätte bei Berlin (nicht Beelitz) gefunden hatte, nicht begegnen. Vielleicht ist sie aber gar nicht so furchterregend, wie sie auf den ersten Blick aussieht? Denn wenn man genauer hinsieht, merkt man, dass der Körper dieses Butzemanns nicht nur aus Zweigen, sondern auch aus Kabeln und bunten Glühlampen besteht. Und eine bunte Party-Lichterkette ist doch so ziemlich das Gegenteil von furchterregend, oder?
Und wer sagt eigentlich, dass in verlassenen Heilstätten auf ewig die verlorenen Seelen der armen ehemaligen "Insassen" herumspuken? Vielleicht spuken sie ja herum, haben aber ihren Spaß dabei? Das lässt zumindest eine Anekdote vermuten, die meine Mutter (magrit k.) mal bei einer Führung durch die ehemalige Lungenheilstätte Beelitz erzählt bekommen hatte: Zur Glanzeit von Beelitz, Ende des 19. / Anfang des 20. Jhdt., waren die Schlafsäle von Männlein und Weiblein natürlich brav voneinander getrennt, handelte es sich doch schließlich um ein anständiges Haus. Was allerdings die Patienten nicht davon abhielt, sich des Nachts gegenseitigen Besuch abzustatten. Wie? Irgendjemand hatte wohl mal die – fahrlässigerweise unverschlossenen, aber natürlich nicht öffentlichen – Versorgungsgänge unterhalb der Gebäude entdeckt. Beelitz muss also eine zeitlang ein recht reges Nacht- und Partyleben gehabt haben. Bis zu dem Zeitpunkt, als jemand von der Krankenhausleitung das bunte Treiben bemerkt und dafür gesorgt hatte, dass die Versorgungsgänge nunmehr stets verschlossen zu sein hatten.
Vielleicht ist also dieser Butzemann gar keine finstere Kreatur, sondern ein fideler DJ, der zur Geisterstunde die Platten zur allnächtlichen Sanatoriumsparty auflegt. Wie heißt es schon im bekannten, evtl. bis dato falsch interpretierten Kinderlied: "Es tanzt ein Bi-Ba-Butzemann in unserm Haus herum, fidebum. (...) Er rüttelt sich, er schüttelt sich (...), es tanzt ein Bi-Ba-Butzemann in unserm Haus herum." Vielleicht haben wir hier gerade wieder einen Mythos entzaubert ;)
A rose is a woody perennial flowering plant of the genus Rosa, in the family Rosaceae. There are over three hundred species and thousands of cultivars. They form a group of plants that can be erect shrubs, climbing, or trailing, with stems that are often armed with sharp prickles. Flowers vary in size and shape and are usually large and showy, in colours ranging from white through yellows and reds. Most species are native to Asia, with smaller numbers native to Europe, North America, and northwestern Africa. Species, cultivars and hybrids are all widely grown for their beauty and often are fragrant. Roses have acquired cultural significance in many societies. Rose plants range in size from compact, miniature roses, to climbers that can reach seven meters in height. Different species hybridize easily, and this has been used in the development of the wide range of garden roses. R_3430
To conclude this short series of old Sydney photos, we'll take a look at the restaurant world.
Mr Wong's Cantonese Restaurant is a huge place, with dining facilities on multiple levels. It is designed to reflect two eras in a converted inner city warehouse: Shanghai prior of the invasion of the Japanese and the rise of Communists; and Prohibition era USA. You'll see some photos from the Prohibition Bar, accessible from Mr Wong's via a secret doorway (of course), in my uploaded collage today. merivale.com/venues/mrwong/
We were there for lunch and the food was as spectacular as the setting.
All these photographs today were taken with the natural lighting and handheld by the Panasonic DMC-FS7 compact camera. If you get a chance to purchase one of these lovely little 10MP pocket cameras, in good secondhand condition, I can tell you it will serve you well.
Detail shot of the beautiful waterfalls at Healey Dell near Rochdale. Taken with my new Rx100 that's replaced all my camera gear :D
We have a lot of earth works going on at our property, and I am finding so many fascinating elements to document. This is an attachment for the excavator and a big pile of clay material we’re holding onto so that we can hopefully have enough to line a small dam!!
A vintage powder compact that I found while cleaning my house a long time ago. It was the one my mother used when she was young. It's so fashionable that I asked her to give it to me.
There is still powder inside, but of course it's too old to use. But I still treasure it because I like it so much.
The size of this compact is 5 cm, including the part not shown in the photo.
A Blue-gray Gnatcatcher. They are very quick and small. Extremely difficult to photograph at this time of the year. This one posed nicely..
Amazing how the big the wings of the brown Pelican can fold down into a very compact flying torpedo. The brown pelican can dive head first into water to catch a meal. And seagulls often try to steal their catch out. I hope to catch the seagull getting away with the theft on camera soon.
The Laugavegur is a famous trekking route in South-West Iceland from the hot springs area of Landmannalaugar to the glacial valley of Þórsmörk . It is noted for the wide variety of landscapes on its 55 km (34 mi) path. The route is typically completed over 2–4 days with potential stops at the mountain huts at Hrafntinnusker, Álftavatn, Hvanngil and Emstrur. An ultramarathon is held on the route each July. It is possible to combine the trek with the Fimmvörðuháls route which goes over the pass from Þórsmörk to Skógar for an additional one or two days or an additional 25 km (16 mi). Landmannalaugar, Þórsmörk, and Skógar are all reachable by bus during the summer. A bus from Hella connects with Álftavatn once a day during the summer.
Situated in the picturesque Forest of Bowland stands Parlick Pike (right, 1,417 ft) leading to Fairnape Fell (left, 1,706 ft) captured on a glorious mid-September day.
There has been evidence since the Bronze Age of the elevations being part of a chain of ‘beacon hills’, used to signal warnings, such as an impending invasion.
This was done via a bonfire being lit at night (or smoke created in the daytime) at the highest point of the hill. On seeing the alert, the person charged with being the ‘lookout’ would light their fire and the signal would be communicated along the chain.
This particular spot is a haven for fixed wing gliders, hang gliders, paragliders and modellers. Indeed, the airfield of the Bowland Forest Gliding club is just out of shot on the right.
If you squint hard enough you can probably see a few paragliders in the photograph.
The prevailing sea breeze and steep inclines create great conditions for the skilled pilots, and when the sun shines, columns of warm air, known as thermals provide extra lift. Which I’m sure is much appreciated both by the pilots and the local birds alike.
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Macro Monday's and the theme of "Pins".
A straightforward photo this week. I decided to focus on the pins of a Compact Flash card reader, It was slightly easier than using my Nikon D200 as a subject where the pins are quite recessed inside the camera. The card reader also has a blue light that illuminates when it is plugged in.
Compact flash cards are the reason I mainly use a lead to connect the camera too my laptop. I had heard stories when I first got my Nikon D70 of the possibility of pins getting bent in the CF card port so to this day I am still in the habit of using a lead.
There have been quite a few new benches installed at the John F Kennedy arboretum, all this same design; really dark stained wood & just about long enough for 2 people to sit side by side. Perhaps they will be solo benches in the event of another covid type social distancing event? Who knows what the thinking was behind making them so compact & bijou.
Anyway, the colourful forsythia bushes & variety of distant trees caught my eye, so I took a quick iPhone shot HTmT!
Photo 31/100 : My 100x photos this year will all feature benches or chairs. Catching up with uploading my 100x as I was (am) way behind. I promise to intersperse some non-bench photos too.
Erin, doing what girls do, by the window.
Me, doing what I do, by the window.
To everyone that has left a comment or has graced the photo by faving it, thank you, thank you, thank you...