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A young boy waits to enter his home, perhaps for one last time, before it gets demolished (like many others around) to make way for wide roads and a swanky modern complex in the congested, 300 year old locality.
The appearance of two 37s on the Bridgewater flasks today replacing two failed 68s drew out a gathering of enthusiasts (what is the collective noun for a group of enthusiasts ?) me among them. The usual congregation spot soon became congested so i set off for pastures new and found this.
I drove around the corner and hey presto ! Not everyone has a nuclear transfer depot at the end of their street. Maybe a Londis or a Spar but two 37s and a nuclear flask ! Rock and Roll Tommy !
I-35 through Austin is a major choke point, always congested, took this while stopped in traffic. They really need a loop around for through traffic. San Antonio is larger, but the 410 loop makes it a much easier city to get past. Yesterday I went through Austin at the peak of the after work rush, took a couple of hours to go 20 miles. Fortunately, I have my audio books to help pass the time.
I have caught a glimpse of this vantage point many times as I attempt to bypass the congested main street of Sonora on my route from home to town. To finally get a shot, I had to cross a steep, narrow road with no sidewalk on a blind curve, and flatten myself into leafless vegetation.
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- Daucus carota, whose common names include wild carrot, bird's nest, bishop's lace, and Queen Anne's lace (North America), is a flowering plant in the family Apiaceae, native to temperate regions of Europe and southwest Asia, and naturalized to North America and Australia.
D. carota was introduced and naturalized in North America, where it is often known as "Queen Anne's lace". Both Anne, Queen of Great Britain, and her great grandmother, Anne of Denmark, are taken to be the Queen Anne for which the plant is named. It is so called because the flower resembles lace; the red flower in the center is thought to represent a blood droplet where Queen Anne pricked herself with a needle when she was making the lace.
The flowers are small and dull white, clustered in flat, dense umbels. They may be pink in bud and may have a reddish flower in the centre of the umbel. The lower bracts are three-forked or pinnate, which distinguishes the plant from other white-flowered umbellifers.
As the seeds develop, the umbel curls up at the edges, becomes more congested, and develops a concave surface bird's nest. The fruits are oval and flattened, with short styles and hooked spines. The dried umbels detach from the plant, becoming tumbleweeds.
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- Wilde peen (Daucus carota), ook wel vogelnestje genoemd, is een plant uit de schermbloemenfamilie (Umbelliferae of Apiaceae).
Wilde peen komt voor in droge graslanden, bermen, dijken en duinen. De plant wordt 30-90 cm hoog.
De soort bloeit in juni tot de herfst met schermen. Het scherm bestaat uit vele stralen, waarvan de buitenste bij rijping in de vorm van een "vogelnestje" naar binnen zijn gebogen. Deze omwindselbladen zijn heel typisch van vorm; ze hebben vier lange zijslippen.
De bloemetjes zijn wit of roze met in het midden van het scherm vaak een plukje zwart-purperachtig. De elliptische splitvrucht is 2-3 mm lang, die met vier rijen lange aan de top hakige stekels bezet is.
I have been taking my 2yr old daughter Harriet to nursery for about 4 months now. This has changed my morning commute from an hour-long, frustrating bumper-to-bumper crawl from one set of traffic lights to the next with a short, congested dash along the motorway in the middle. I now pass through farmlands on Glasgow's north side and the haybales have been breathtaking in the autumnal morning mists that cling to the hollows of the River Kelvin and glow orange in the rising sun. I'm on holiday for a few days and this morning got the opportunity to try & capture a flavour of this experience. Typically the sunrise was not as good as several where I've been forced to drive on by. Nor did I seem to find myself in the right place at the right time. I also had to handhold my grad filters because my old set doesn't fit my new Canon 6D...
The first airfield in Chișinău was built in 1926 and mainly serviced flights from the Compania Franco-Română de Navigație Aeriană until Romania founded Liniile Aeriene Române Exploatate de Stat in 1930. While this airfield was initially intended to service passenger and cargo flights, the Aeronautica Regală Română occasionally used the airfield for military aircraft operating out of the base in Iași as well. In 1938, it was decided that the airfield would be expanded to allow for a squadron of fighters to be stationed in Chișinău. Given Romania's obsession with camouflage and concealment at the time, it was decided that the new runway would be disguised as a service road, and that may of the buildings of the new airfield would be hidden in the treeline. When the war broke out in 1940, Soviet reconnaissance did not detect the second airfield.
When the Soviet ultimatum was issued on 26 June, ARR was initially caught off guard. While they only had 15 SET-17 transport planes of their own, they were allowed to commandeer 25 from the LARES airline, and began to organize their part in the pre-war preparations. On 28 June, the first ARR flights began bringing in supplies to Chișinău. On the way out, they would often bring local government officials, classified documents or even small pieces of industrial machinery with them. As the list of remaining VIPs grew smaller, the transports also began evacuating ordinary civilians.
When war broke out, the steady stream of supplies began to slow as both transports and fighters congested the airfields. Despite the ARR's best efforts, Soviet bombers broke through the Romanian fighter screen and heavily damaged the runways of the main airfield. Nevertheless, small numbers of SET-17s continued to fly in and out of the second airfield, now evacuating wounded troops, even as Chișinău came under siege. It was decided to end the operation on 7 July when it became apparent that the Soviets were gathering their strength to put even more pressure on the city, and the last flights out carried the ground crews that had kept the airlift running. The abandoned airfields would be overrun by the renewed Soviet offensive the next day.
While often overlooked, the Chișinău Airlift played a vital role in the supplying and evacuation of southern Bessarabia, saving the lives of countless Romanian soldiers.
Ticking off more new stuff, slowly...
A rather congested spot normally, but the bus took its time at the stop and this paved way for a nice clear shot 😁
A long weekend in London, usual touristy things. Open top bus, and river Thames cruise from Tower bridge to Westminster pier.
Hundreds of thousands of tourists do this type of tour every year
Heres photos from the top deck of a tour bus as it makes its way through the congested streets of a city with thousands of years of history and culture.
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📷 | Lost Place Gastarbeiterroute :: rumoto image # 6546
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Die Legendäre Gastarbeiterroute - "Wo geht's hier nach Istanbul?"
Auf der 2000 km langen "Todesstraße" fuhren seit den Sechzigerjahren Millionen Gastarbeiter in den Heimaturlaub. Für die einen war es ein Höllentrip mit schrecklichen Unfällen und endlosen Staus, für die anderen ein spektakuläres Abenteuer. München, Grenze D/A Walserberg, Salzburg, Ennstal, Schoberpass, Spielfeld A/YU/BG/TR...
Ein damals besonders gefährlich zu befahrendes Teilstück war die steirische Schoberpass-Bundesstraße B 113. Die leichte Steigung führte bei den überladenen Fahrzeugen zu sehr langen Überholvorgängen, die sich in schwersten Frontalzusammenstößen auswirkten. Am 9. September 1974 starben bei einem einzigen Unfall durch rücksichtsloses Überholen zehn Personen. Dies war 1974 der 154. Unfall auf der Schoberpass-Bundesstraße – 108 Unfälle davon wurden von ausländischen Lenkern auf der Durchreise verursacht. Das nahe gelegene Unfallkrankenhaus in Kalwang war mit 70 Betten durch die Unfälle auf der Gastarbeiterroute ausgelastet. Ein Teil des Friedhofs in Kalwang war für die ausländischen Unfallopfer von der B 113 bestimmt. Allein 1974 wurden 36 verunglückte türkische Gastarbeiter in Kalwang beerdigt.
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Gastarbeiterroute is a German language term originating in the 1960/70s. It referred to the former European route 5, which started in Munich and terminated in either Istanbul or Thessaloniki. In summer, as well as for Christmas and Easter, so-called gastarbeiters working in West Germany, Austria and Western Europe would drive their automobiles south on the gastarbeiterroute through Austria and Yugoslavia to their countries of origin. It was notoriously dangerous for drivers and passengers who traveled on congested roads not suited to such heavy traffic.
The route ran from Munich on the German Bundesautobahn 8 to Salzburg and further southwards on the Austrian Tauern Autobahn, which then ended at Golling at the northern rim of the Alps. Drivers had to take the highway (Bundesstraße) to Bischofshofen, Radstadt, and through the Enns valley to Liezen, Leoben, Bruck an der Mur, and Graz. The route passed the Austrian–Yugoslav border at Spielfeld and ran further south to Maribor, Varaždin, and Zagreb. From Zagreb, the notorious Brotherhood and Unity Highway (Autoput) led to Belgrad and Niš, where the route forked: one branch led via Skopje and Evzoni to Thessaloniki, the other branch ran southeastwards along the ancient Via Militaris through Bulgaria to Istanbul.
Established in 1888, it connects St Mawes and the Roseland Peninsula with Feock, Truro and Falmouth by avoiding the alternative 27 mile route through Truro & Tresillian. The King Harry Ferry offers its passengers the chance to avoid miles of congested roads and once aboard you can get out and enjoy the slow river crossing which takes in one of Cornwall’s deepest and most beautiful rivers – the Fal River.
The iconic ferry with its glass side, chain viewing windows and touch screen information display is combining state of the art technology with a traditional friendly service. www.falriver.co.uk/ferries/king-harry-ferry
窓ガラスの上半分の風景は雨で霞んで何も見えない。
そこに壁に投影しているスクランブル交差点のライブカメラ映像が映り込んでいる。僕の帽子も見える。
下半部は渋滞の首都高と渋谷ヒカリエ。意図せずに渋谷のコラージュ写真が出来た。
The scenery on the upper half of the window glass is raining, so nothing can be seen.
The live camera image of the scramble intersection projected on the wall is reflected in that part. I can see my hat too.
The lower half is the congested metropolitan highway and Shibuya Hikarie. I made a collage photo of Shibuya unintentionally.
La Beurstraverse (également connue sous le nom de Koopgoot ) est une rue commerçante de la ville néerlandaise de Rotterdam . La rue se trouve en dessous du niveau de la rue Coolsingel . Au-dessus de la Beurstraverse se trouve la Bourse du World Trade Center Rotterdam . À l'origine, la traverse faisait exclusivement partie de la sortie de la station de métro Beurs et était également destinée à permettre aux piétons de traverser le Coolsingel très fréquenté. Dans la pratique, cela s'est avéré différent ; les jours de grande affluence commerciale, la circulation automobile sur le Coolsingel s'arrêtait pour permettre aux piétons de traverser. Entre 1991 et 1996 , la traverse, ainsi que la Beursplein , ont été traitées et rendues plus attrayantes. Depuis lors, la congestion du trafic automobile a été considérablement réduite. Le passage avec ses nombreux magasins a rapidement été surnommé « Koopgoot » (le caniveau du shopping) par la plupart des habitants de Rotterdam.
La Beurstraverse fait partie du Beursplein Rotterdam , le cœur commercial du centre-ville de Rotterdam . Conçue par l'architecte Pi de Bruijn, la Beurstraverse comprend également la Beursgallery, le Mall, Rode Zand et une partie de la Hoogstraat .
The Beurstraverse (also known as Koopgoot) is a shopping street in the Dutch city of Rotterdam. The street lies below the level of the Coolsingel. Above the Beurstraverse is the stock exchange of the World Trade Center Rotterdam. Originally, the crossing was exclusively part of the exit of the Beurs metro station and was also intended to allow pedestrians to cross the busy Coolsingel. In practice, this turned out to be different; on busy shopping days, car traffic on the Coolsingel stopped to allow pedestrians to cross. Between 1991 and 1996, the crossing, along with the Beursplein, was redesigned and made more attractive. Since then, traffic congestion has been significantly reduced. The passageway with its many shops soon became known as "Koopgoot" (the shopping gutter) by most Rotterdam residents. The Beurstraverse is part of the Beursplein Rotterdam, the commercial heart of Rotterdam's city centre. Designed by architect Pi de Bruijn, the Beurstraverse also includes the Beursgallery, the Mall, Rode Zand and part of the Hoogstraat.
A nice freshly rebuilt CP 8037 with CP 8535 work their way past mile 49 on the Galt sub on a cold snowy afternoon on their way to a rather congested Wolverton.
Work has kept me all too busy at the congested and unpleasant end of the country for the last week; no time for photography.
More in hope than expectation I set out this morning. The sky didn't light up like I'd hoped for all that the signs were good.
For the interested, I'm doing a presentation on long exposure photography at the EPS this Monday.
2016- Happy New Year
Before the calendar turns a new leaf over, before the social networking sites get flooded with messages, before the mobile networks get congested, let me take a quiet moment out to wish you a wonderful, happy, healthy and prosperous New Year.
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very nice cosy place to just relax and pass the time. not too congested and enough parking space for cars or a bicycle
The Royal Palace of Caserta in Italy is a former royal residence that was built in the 18th century. It is the largest royal residence in the world.
Constructed for the Bourbon kings of Naples, the Palace covers an area of about 235,000 m. The architect of this magnificent palace was Luigi Vanvitelli.
The whole architectural complex at Caserta was primarily designed to give the kingdom a new capital.
The King wanted a new royal court and administrative center for the kingdom, in a location protected from sea attack, and distant from the revolt-prone and congested city of Naples.
In 1997, the interior was replicated as Queen Amidala’s Palace of the planet Naboo in Star Wars I- The Phantom Menace. It was used as a location for four days after it had been closed to visitors.
In 2002, the same palace was used as Queen Jamillia’s palace in Star Wars: Episode II-Attack of the Clones.
The same palace was also used as Vatican City in the movie Mission: Impossible III.
The Black-bellied Whistling Duck is pretty much making himself know in Florida. A fresh water duck, now is in a large part of the state except the panhandle and the keys. This small group was in a pond off a very congested intersection in Gainesville.
A massive fire broke out few months ago at a building in central Kolkata's Bagri Market area. I took this picture there on that time. Here two fire men working together. About 30 fire engines have been trying to douse the fire in the congested area on Canning Street. There has been no injury as the fire broke out late in the night and no one was present.
BNSF loaded ethanol train G JOEWAT7 28 roars westbound on the BNSF Seligman Sub as the shadows creep in at Crookton, AZ (MP419.92). Even though it is only 2 days before the New Year and after the Christmas holiday, traffic is snarled due to 2 derailments caused by Winter Storm Goliath in New Mexico and Texas. Trains are moving and it is very congested on the Seligman Sub as BNSF C44-9W 5471, BNSF ES44DC 7539, and BNSF ES44C4 8041 lead the head end while BNSF ES44DC 7596 and BNSF ES44DC 7694 bring up the rear of the loaded ethanol train from Joel, TX. The train is heading for Watson Yard, CA and the Lomita Rail Terminal to get unoladed. The trains may be bland these days but the scenery and high velocity of traffic helps make the Seligman Sub a very cool piece of BNSF Transcon.
It sure has been fun looking way back through my archives and finding gems I had completely forgotten I had taken!
This was taken a few years ago using my trusty old Nikon Coolpix L120, from a lovely spot in Fish Creek Park overlooking the Bow River Valley while everything was being illuminated by the intense light of a vivid autumn sunset.
It was a very lovely and atmospheric evening!
Hope you all like the photo.
By the way, I think I am over my sickness! I still feel a tiny bit sniffly and congested, but the fever, aching and soreness are gone and my breathing feels clear and pain-free again!
That was a pretty brutal bout of cold / flu, I am glad it's over!
Thanks for all your support, my friends, and hope you are all having an excellent week!
... like the spots on her ears. You'll never see them unless you are behind her.
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My goal more than ever before is to photograph all of my favourite things about Jane. I've wanted to get a shot like this. I love her spotted ears, always on high alert. Janey is on a regime of 3 meds right now for her Congestive Heart Failure, we are enjoying every little moment with her.
Raritain Central GP30 #5 wait the call of duty in one of the most highly congested areas in the New York Metro region.
This little operation serves an industrial Park in Edison, NJ. Although I was here in the morning, it appears that they were done for the day. Their short mainline runs west to Conrail's Metuchen rail yards. I guess I have to get there REAL early!
I had originally posted one of the shots on my Tumblr which has now declined in one of my favoured web communities since they introduced this "Tumblarity" thing. I figured out the point system but I am unsure of the timeline.
Warren Ellis said it best:
It’s a Tamagotchi number. You log in, see your tumblarity’s dropped, and you can’t help but suddenly think “oh my god, my Tumblr’s dying.” There’s almost an urge to do something to feed it, to pipette precious drops of life-giving tumblarity into your Tumblr.
Until, obviously, one day you look at it and say, “ah, fuck it, let’s watch the little bastard die.”
Anyway I can't say that Tumblr completely sucks... It is what it is which is a microblogging site and further congests these series of tubes. I designed mine to force me to take a photo everyday.
All that garbage aside, this is my father's mug. I am the daughter of a scientist, and am definitely a product of rational thinking. :)
When 3 large cruise ships are docked at Canada Place in downtown Vancouver, the streets and sidewalks in the area become congested, to say the least. Nice place to park your boat though.
ABOUT THE CRUISE SHIP TERMINAL:
The Port of Vancouver’s cruise terminal at Canada Place welcomes upwards of 900,000 passengers each year as the homeport for many Alaska cruises.
The three-berth terminal can service up to four ships at one time. The terminal is owned and operated by the Vancouver Fraser Port Authority.
In 2009 shore power was added enabling ships to connect to the shore-based electrical grid while docked. This was the first installation of this type in Canada, and at the time only the third in the world.
There are a number of cruise lines sailing out of Vancouver - Celebrity, Disney, Holland America Line, Norwegian, Princess, Royal Caribbean, Crystal, Oceania, Regent Seven Seas, Silverseas, and others.
MiPad Air to you.
Bristol's name is derived from the Saxon 'Brigstowe' or 'place of the bridge', but it is unclear when the first bridge over the Avon was built. The Avon has a high tidal range, so the river could have been forded twice a day. The name may therefore refer to the many smaller bridges over the lesser known River Frome, in the marshy surrounding area, which is now largely built over. The first stone bridge was built in the 13th century, and houses with shopfronts were built on it to pay for its maintenance. A chapel with gate crossed the roadway in the centre. [Adam's Chronicles of Bristol]
A seventeenth century illustration shows that these bridge houses were five stories high, including the attic rooms, and that they overhung the river much as Tudor houses would overhang the street.[1] At the time of the Civil War the bridge was noted for its community of goldsmiths. Houses on the bridge were attractive and charged high rents as they had so much passing traffic, and had plenty of fresh air and waste could be dropped into the river.[1] Its population was also perceived to be strongly parliamentarian.[1]
In the 1760 a bill to replace the bridge was carried through parliament by the Bristol MP Sir Jarrit Smyth.[2] By the early 18th century, increase in traffic and the encroachment of shops on the roadway made the bridge fatally dangerous for many pedestrians, but despite a campaign by Felix Farley in his Journal, no action was taken until a shopkeeper on the bridge employed James Bridges to provide designs. The commission accepted the design of James Bridges after many long drawn out disputes which are still unclear. Bridges fled to the West Indies in 1763 leaving Thomas Paty to complete it between 1763 and 1768. Resentment at the tolls exacted to cross the new bridge occasioned the Bristol Bridge Riot of 1793. The toll houses were turned into shops before they were removed. In the 19th century, the roadway was again congested, so walkways were added on either side, the supporting columns disguising the classical Georgian design. The current metal railings date from the 1960s.
Before the Second World War, Bristol Bridge was an important transport hub. It was the terminus of tram routes to Knowle, Bedminster and Ashton Gate, and other trams also stopped here.[3] It lost importance when Temple Way was built further upstream in the 1930s,[4] and when the tram system closed in 1941.
One of the joys of travelling is to see how others live. In many of the countries that I travel to, there are wide open spaces and walking is the way folks travel. Along side of the congested busy cities of India are sparsely populated areas where one sees the locals walking endlessly to some unknown destination.
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The section of water you can see on the right is Portsbridge Creek and the footpath we are on here runs between this and another stretch of water. To the left is Freshwater Moat, which is the more rural looking of the two, and where Liz was feeding the birds in previous photos. Wikipedia info below:
Portsbridge Creek (also Port Creek, Ports Creek and Canal Creek) is a tidal waterway just off the southern coast of England that runs between Portsea Island and the mainland from Langstone Harbour to Tipner Lake. Through its history it has been made navigable a number of times and it is today navigable for small boats.
There are three roads from the mainland to Portsmouth, which can get very congested at times, and one railway, which you can see in this photo. The London trains look like this one, but they are usually 8-12 carriages long, so I guess this is the train to Southampton.
Traveling has taught me quite a few things, including what I want out of life, what’s most important to me, and that there really is no place like home.
A few other things traveling has taught me-
I really don’t need much to be happy or to feel free.
I need forests most of all when it comes to nature, although bodies of water is a very close second.
It strengthened my vegan convictions. Seeing how much land is used for meat & dairy, going past congested feedlots, smelling factory farms for miles, and looking into the innocent eyes of animals while we pass countless slaughterhouse trucks; all of those things solidified my ethics more than they already were.
There is no perfect way to travel. Each way has its pros and cons, and you just need to roll with it all.
Just as there’s no perfect way to travel, there’s no perfect place to live. However, living around the Great Lakes with forests all around is pretty close!
Notebook from Peter Pauper Press, bandana from Bandits Bandanas.
To me "New Jersey" was always synonymous with the massive ex PRR/PC presence .
Electric traction, multiple track mainlines and the often over crowded but interestingly convoluted and congested River Line.
But there was more to NJ than the PC; a sad fact that I paid little attention to until it was all threatened by the coming of Conrail.
A mixed set of 4 motor ALCO's that have already been "patched" into CR but still proudly showing their Lehigh Valley "Cornell Red" hustle an Elizabethport -Allentown freight west through the station at Roselle Park NJ.
This picture portended the then unknown future for both myself and the railroad ...
The Lehigh Line would come to replace the NEC as the main freight artery west ..and I would come to live not far from Roselle park in nearby Union NJ in 1997, twenty years from the date of this picture .
Roselle Park NJ Lehigh Line CR
Before leaving CPKC's Kendleton Yard after dropping off my friend who was riding the business train south to Mexico behind 2816 I grabbed a roster shot of this ratty gray ghost KCS geep that was one of two assigned yard switchers. Now that the Kansas City Southern is a fallen flag it's only a matter of time before these are but a memory. KCS 1717 is an EMD GP38-2 built new for the road in Jan. 1974. Delivered in the white paint of that era she was originally numbered 4007 and later carried number 2028 before going her current assignment.
The yard here dates from 2009 when the KCS built it from greenfield space as part of its project to rebuild the abandoned former Southern Pacific 'Macaroni Line' between Rosenburg and Victoria as a shortcut to avoid a roundabout congested trip via trackage rights on UP's Glidden Sub to Flatonia then back southeast to Victoria.
Kendleton, Texas
Monday May 27, 2024
Older Self Portrait.
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How do I describe these feelings that I've been feeling these past couple of days?
...Like I am drowning.
Overwhelmed. Drowning in sorrows, worries, emotions & pain.
I'm not 100% sure how to make the pain stop.. It's ripping my heart apart.
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-First, I missed 2 calls from my Aunt on messenger. Then later on this past Saturday evening I got a message from her.. it said, "In hospital with congestive heart failure, been here for 5 days, already, loveyas".
Haven't really spoken to her much since, I believe that she is unable to type. She hasn't called back.. I wish she would. & I have no way to contact her. Then I'm getting more news.. that she's doing worse. And, my heart and mind is racing.. I'm so so worried.. and praying so hard. I just want her to be okay.. I'm praying so hard. Please, I'm begging you all - please say prayers for my Aunt Diane.. (God Mother).. She means so much to me.. And I can't stand that she's going thru this and she's so alone. I'm sure Jack is with her, (I HOPE) - Jack is her other half. But I know that with covid-19, is hospitals, sometimes you cannot have visitors.. So I'm just praying that she's not alone. I'm trying to get her to reach back out to me on messenger.. She's rarely on and when she is.. She's silent. I've heard a couple of things here and there thru family members.. but we're all trying to figure out what's going on. Please just say a prayer or two tonight.. and tomorrow for my Aunt. She's so IMPORTANT TO ME.
-THEN, A couple of days ago, a friend of mine in recovery died. I found out yesterday. When I read a post about it on Facebook, I gasped/yelled so loud in the passenger seat of the car that I scared Juan (my fiancé who was driving) so bad. He was upset that I scared him so bad, but it was unintentional. When he heard what happened, he stopped being upset with me. (I probably almost caused an accident, to be honest.) But, as the shock of everything wears off.. I'm on and off crying. Not to mention the fact that I had a disagreement on Facebook because of a photo I posted of her, in my post. I took the photo down, and apologized. But long story short, I was upset.. and I blocked the person who was a mutual friend & messaged me yelling. I don't even want to get into it.. but that was an upsetting thing last night. It's over, but she remains blocked. I'm sure that we are just both hurting in our own ways, but there's no reason to make things worse by arguing or starting drama.. so I'm just not talking to anyone about it. And I'm done dwelling on it.
We're all very upset about it.. She had quite a few years clean and she was doing VERY WELL. She looked so great.. and she was the kind of person that you look at in recovery and you're so proud of.. and look up to! Not to mention the fact that this girl was such a BEAUTIFUL SOUL.
If you took the time to read what people had to say about her, you would see that there wasn't one bad thing anyone could ever think up. They all said the same things...
- She was so happy/positive/loving and bubbly.
-She never had one bad thing to say about anything and never EVER passed judgement on ANYONE!
-She always went out of her way to listen to everyone's worries.. and make sure that EVERYONE (including strangers) always felt super comfortable, important and happy.
-She was one of those people that everyone just loved to be around.. A smiling face, always.. that you'll always see and never forget - when you hear her name.
-A ball of radiance that was always able to make even the saddest person SMILE & always was there to comfort and give love and a shoulder to everyone she met.
-Jamie was a true walking angel on earth.
..So I guess GOD really needed another amazing angel to stand beside him in the kingdom of heaven.
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All of this was so unexpected and heartbreaking for everyone who has ever even so much as met this girl.
I met her in jail (4 months), rehab (6 months) & halfway house (3 months) = 13 months we lived together.. and transitioned thru the system together. She was someone who always made me feel comfortable during this long and scary process.
I remember when I walked into rehab in Atlantic City, New Jersey.. I was happy to be out of jail.. and nervous at the same time.. Worried and had anxiety.. I didn't think that I knew anyone there.. but I knew that Jamie was there somewhere.. and I kept looking for her. I was in the back room eating a hotdog that an aid brought over from the cafeteria to the house.. and I was sitting in the back living area while they checked me in and looked thru my items.. And all of the women of the house (about 28 women) all came walking into the back room where I was to wait for their cigarettes.. it was after lunch & time for a cigarette break. I really really wanted a cigarette & Juan hadn't yet dropped off my stuff so I didn't have my own cigarettes there yet. Then I heard Jamie's super friendly voice holler to me, "JESS!!" She came running and hugged me. She introduced me to everyone and handed me a cigarette - knowing I just came in and didn't have any yet.
She was always giving people cigarettes there, which is crazy because you only get 5 a day.. 4 packs a month I think it was.. and you really can't afford to give them out.. (they put limits on everything including what you could have dropped off, etc) So anyway, I remember the counslers coming to her and listerally telling her that because she was SO NICE & always giving away her cigarettes.. that she wasn't allowed anymore to give them out. They had to put a stop to it.. because she wouldn't tell someone no.. and she was giving out like 6 per cigarette break.. or more. That's 5 for her a day.. and usually OVER 1 PACK TO OTHER PEOPLE a day.. So the people in charge put a stop to it. Because she was so nice.
& It wasn't that she couldn't say no, she just wouldn't.
People didn't even have to ask, she offered.
She was like that with everything. & Anything.
She always went out of her way to make people laugh and smile.
I have memories of us laughing so hard some of us peed ourselves.. and the thought of those memories that I WON'T get into, make me giggle sooo bad.
I also remember her laying on my bedroom floor and my roommates ironing her hair ( we didn't have straighteners). And talking into the evening..
& Now all I have are a BUNCH of fantastic memories that just make my heart smile.. every time I think about them .. So, I'm not going to think about her and cry.. I'm going to think about her and smile. She wouldn't want us to dwell and cry.. She'd want us all to smile.
RIP Jamie. My beautiful friend/angel on earth/& ANGEL IN HEAVEN NOW.
Oia, a scenic village in the north west edge of the Santori[ni] island [...], is built on the steep slope of the caldera and the houses and restaurants are built into niches carved into the caldera on the seaward side. There are narrow passageways and a central square.[5] The sun light hours in this village are much longer than in the Fira town. Its paths are very narrow and hence gets congested during the tourist season.[5][7] The idyllic surroundings of the town have a complex of white washed blue domed churches and charming, traditional Cycladic houses and cave houses that are carved into the rock face on top of the cliff. It is set in a location which provides excellent views of the sunset over the caldera.[...] .
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Ruddy Darter / sympetrum sanguineum. Nottingham Canal, Cossall. 14/09/20.
I only found out recently that Nottingham Canal, Cossall, holds a population of Ruddy Darters. On my visit, the shallow canal was so congested with reeds and other vegetation, that no water was visible along whole sections of it. Thankfully, wherever there was an opening, Ruddy Darters were easy to find. Males far outnumbered females that day but disappointingly, not one of them adopted the characteristic obelisk pose I'd hoped to photograph.
Oia or Ia (Greek: Οία, pronounced [ˈia], 圣托里尼岛的伊亚) is a small village and former community in the South Aegean on the islands of Thira (Santorini) and Therasia, in the Cyclades, Greece. Since the 2011 local government reform it has been part of the municipality of Santorini, of which it is a municipal unit. It covers the whole island of Therasia and the northwesternmost part of Santorini, which it shares with the municipal unit of Santorini. The main street is named Nikolaou Nomikou. The population was 1,545 inhabitants at the 2011 census, and the land area is 19.449 km2.
Oia was previously known as Apano Meria (Απάνω Μεριά or Επάνω Μεριά, "upper side"), a name which still occurs locally as Pano Meria, and the inhabitants are still called Apanomerites (Απανωμερίτες). The Ancient Greek Oia was one of the two harbours of ancient Thera and was located in the southeast of the island, where Kamari is now.
Oia reached the peak of prosperity in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Its economic prosperity was based on its merchant fleet, which plied trade in the Eastern Mediterranean, especially from Alexandria to Russia. The two-story captains' houses built on the highest part of the village are a reminder of the village's former affluence. Part of the town was destroyed by the 1956 earthquake.
The settlement of Oia had been mentioned in various travel reports before the beginning of Venetian rule, when Marco Sanudo founded the Duchy of Naxos in 1207 and feudal rule was instituted on Santorini. Under the da Corogna family, Agios Nikolaos Kastell (Καστέλι του Αγίου Νικολάου), also called Apanomeria (Απανωμερία), was one of five local citadels. Its residential keep, Goulas, is now in the oldest part of the town, on its southwestern edge.
In 1537, Hayreddin Barbarossa conquered the Aegean islands and placed them under Sultan Selim II. However, Santorini remained under the Crispo family until 1566, passing then to Joseph Nasi and after his death in 1579 to the Ottoman Empire.
From the 16th to the 19th century, the settlement was designated Apanomeria on maps. In the mid-17th century, Jean de Thévenot uses the name Castelli San Nicolas. The name was changed to Oia in the second half of the 19th century.
In the late 19th and early 20th centuries, the town was a mariners' town that flourished as a result of seaborne trade throughout the Mediterranean, particularly as part of the trade route between Russia and Alexandria. In 1890 Oia had approximately 2,500 residents and approximately 130 sailing ships. There was a wharf in the bay of Armeni. Excellent wine was produced in quantity in the hinterland and exported to France amongst other places. However, the arrival of steam and the concentration of shipping at Piraeus caused the town's seagoing trade to collapse, and agriculture also diminished as increasing emigration took place, especially to Piraeus and Laurium. The economy of the town declined in the early 20th century on account of wars, economic depression and over extraction of fish resources.
The 7.8 magnitude earthquake on 9 July 1956 caused considerable damage. The epicentre of the strongest aftershock (magnitude 7.2) was located off the northern coast of Santorini. The earthquake was followed by renewed emigration, and in 1977 Oia had only 306 inhabitants. After the earthquake, the village redeveloped into an attractive tourist town of the Cyclades, and is known as a "picture perfect" town which gets crowded with people during the summer season.
Oia is a scenic village on the north west edge of the Santorini island within the Cyclades. It extends for almost two kilometres (1+1⁄4 mi) along the northern edge of the caldera that forms the island of Santorini, at a height of between 70 and 100 metres (230 and 330 ft) above sea level. Immediately to the east is Phinikia (Φοινικιά; Finikia), and about 500 m (550 yd) to the north is Tholos (Θόλος). Amoudi Bay lies below the town. The small fishing village of Ormos Armeni (Όρμος Αρμένης) lies below Oia to the south and is reached via steps. There is a ferry connection to Therasia from the harbour village of Ormos Ammoudi (Όρμος Αμμουδιού; also spelled Amoudi) to the west. There are 300 steps down to the port from Oia. The small island of Agios Nikolaos lies to the southwest.
A church in Oia
It is built on the steep slope of the caldera and the houses and restaurants are built into niches carved into the caldera on the seaward side. There are narrow passageways and a central square. The sun light hours in this village are much longer than in the Fira town. Its paths are very narrow and hence get congested during the tourist season. The idyllic surroundings of the town have a complex of white washed, blue domed churches and charming, traditional Cycladic houses and cave houses that are carved into the rock face on top of the cliff. It is set in a location which provides excellent views of the sunset over the caldera. To the southwest, the Bay of Armeni, reachable from the town on foot or by mule, was once an important boatbuilding centre. Small repairs are now done on a single wharf. Excursion boats for trips around the island and ferries to Therasia leave from here. The harbour of Ammoudi on the western side of the town is reached by steep stairs north of Fort Londsa; there are a few tavernas and a pebble beach.
The village is located on top of a hill, at about 150 m (500 ft) elevation, and known as the "Eagles nest" from where Palia and Nea Kameni volcanoes are seen and also the island of Therasia. It is situated to the north of the island and Fira is at distance of 11 km (7 mi). The main street in the town, in the central square, is the main trekking path which is cobbled, called the "Nikalaou Namikaou", which goes up the hill winding round the caldera. The island is reached from Fira which is the transport terminus of the island. Caldera boat cruise options are available from either Oia or Fira.
Oia typifies the white-painted houses of the Cyclades, in many cases built directly into niches which are cave houses used by crew of the ships, on the lip of the volcanic crater, between which are narrow alleys and blue-roofed churches with cupolas. The wealthy ship captains of the late 19th century built neo-classical mansions. These houses are seen built in succession one above the other.
In 1976 the town was included in the programme for preservation and development of traditional settlements of the Greek National Tourism Organisation under Aris Konstantinidis. Over 15 years, the programme sought to preserve, restore and find new uses for selected houses and architectural ensembles representative of traditional Greek architecture. Many of the yposkafa spitia (υπόσκαφα σπίτια), simple seamen's houses on the edge of the caldera, became guest-houses, hotels and restaurants.
For their work in Oia, the Greek National Tourism Organisation received the Europa Nostra Prize in 1979 and the Prize of the Architecture Biennale in Sofia in 1986.
Oia Community is working with geologists at the University of Athens and the University of Thessaloniki to map the geology of the area and evaluate ground stability, and the President of the Community has restricted construction to minimise risk from future earthquakes.
The town is noted for its white and blue domed houses. The houses are painted in white lime water so that the rainwater which falls over it runs down and can be collected. The other reason for painting the houses white is for aesthetic purposes. The other explanation given is that during the Ottoman rule of Greece, which lasted for over 400 years, Greeks were not allowed to fly their white flag. In defiance, in Oia they painted their entire housing complex in white with domes giving the village an effective white perspective and elegance. Impressive houses in the town are those "cliff houses" built in the niches carved into the caldera slopes with provision of air-filled pumice which provides insulation benefits to the building, keeping it warm in winter and cool in summer.
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I cieli delle Dolomiti, non meno di quelli della Laguna di Venezia, sono spesso teatro grandioso di turbolenze e di scenografie drammatiche. I cumuli congesti, che s'innalzano per migliaia di metri, trasformandosi in cumulo-nembi sembrano infatti dilatare la vastità infinita del cielo e preludere a drammatiche manifestazioni della Natura. Al punto che anche le ciclopiche Dolomiti sembrano montagne minuscole ..... ..
Mallard / anas platyrhynchos. Cossall, Nottinghamshire. 03/04/25.
'A DAY FOR REFLECTION.' (3)
I watched a pair of Mallard flying up and down the congested canal at Cossall. They often landed on a small area of open water in this disused waterway. The reflections of the drake Mallard swimming close to Reed Mace offered some great image making opportunities.
BEST VIEWED LARGE.
Another picture from one of my early visits to India. Congested MG Road in Central Kolkata, India. March 2007.
One of the biggest problem in the Maldives is the crowd congestion in the capital and rising cost of housing as well as scarcity of land. Over 100,000 people living in a land area of just under 2 sq km. The Maldives capital island Male' has the highest population density in the world.
(Photo taken on 31st October 2010)
La Beurstraverse (également connue sous le nom de Koopgoot ) est une rue commerçante de la ville néerlandaise de Rotterdam . La rue se trouve en dessous du niveau de la rue Coolsingel . Au-dessus de la Beurstraverse se trouve la Bourse du World Trade Center Rotterdam . À l'origine, la traverse faisait exclusivement partie de la sortie de la station de métro Beurs et était également destinée à permettre aux piétons de traverser le Coolsingel très fréquenté. Dans la pratique, cela s'est avéré différent ; les jours de grande affluence commerciale, la circulation automobile sur le Coolsingel s'arrêtait pour permettre aux piétons de traverser. Entre 1991 et 1996 , la traverse, ainsi que la Beursplein , ont été traitées et rendues plus attrayantes. Depuis lors, la congestion du trafic automobile a été considérablement réduite. Le passage avec ses nombreux magasins a rapidement été surnommé « Koopgoot » (le caniveau du shopping) par la plupart des habitants de Rotterdam.
La Beurstraverse fait partie du Beursplein Rotterdam , le cœur commercial du centre-ville de Rotterdam . Conçue par l'architecte Pi de Bruijn, la Beurstraverse comprend également la Beursgallery, le Mall, Rode Zand et une partie de la Hoogstraat .
The Beurstraverse (also known as Koopgoot) is a shopping street in the Dutch city of Rotterdam. The street lies below the level of the Coolsingel. Above the Beurstraverse is the stock exchange of the World Trade Center Rotterdam. Originally, the crossing was exclusively part of the exit of the Beurs metro station and was also intended to allow pedestrians to cross the busy Coolsingel. In practice, this turned out to be different; on busy shopping days, car traffic on the Coolsingel stopped to allow pedestrians to cross. Between 1991 and 1996, the crossing, along with the Beursplein, was redesigned and made more attractive. Since then, traffic congestion has been significantly reduced. The passageway with its many shops soon became known as "Koopgoot" (the shopping gutter) by most Rotterdam residents. The Beurstraverse is part of the Beursplein Rotterdam, the commercial heart of Rotterdam's city centre. Designed by architect Pi de Bruijn, the Beurstraverse also includes the Beursgallery, the Mall, Rode Zand and part of the Hoogstraat.