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photo while listening to this really incredible blues song last night.
So please listen and snap your fingers ... it's fantastic ! 😘
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Continuing on my theme of going back a little in time.
Male Kingfisher looking for small fish swimming past as he sits on Reed Mace.
As I continue to process images from my recently concluded trip to Kenya, I thought I'd post this image from a special encounter on my last trip with a hippo on land one very early morning. The grain in the image reflects the very early hour this image was taken, but it was still a rare and special site.
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The Tonnara di Scopello dates back to 1200 and is one of the oldest in Sicily. The activity continued until 1984 and every year, on average, about 500 tuna were caught.
The tonnara rises in a magical inlet, framed by steep cliffs and bathed by clear waters. The stacks emerge from the sea a few meters from the shore and make this small gulf even more fascinating.
The tonnara is located in Sicily, in the western part, in the locality of Scopello.
Scopello is a small fraction of the Municipality of Castellammare del Golfo, in the province of Trapani, which has about 400 inhabitants.
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La Tonnara di Scopello risale al 1200 ed è una delle più antiche di Sicilia. L’attività è proseguita fino al 1984 e ogni anno, in media, venivano catturati circa 500 tonni.
La tonnara sorge in un’insenatura magica, incorniciata da ripide scogliere e bagnata da acque limpide. I faraglioni sbucano dal mare a pochi metri da riva e rendono ancora più affascinante questo piccolo golfo.
La tonnara si trova in Sicilia, nella parte occidentale, in località Scopello.
Scopello è una piccola frazione del Comune di Castellammare del Golfo, in provincia di Trapani, che conta circa 400 abitanti.
Autumn leaves continued across a wall in a garden associated with the main temple. At Eikandou, Kyoto, Japan.
京都、永観堂からお庭を眺めました。
Continuing on my clean up of the most recent images, still shooting and still staying safe.
Thank you for visiting and for all the very kind words, very much appreciated.
I continue searching and searching for another soul, someone wrote a note that gave me hope, there must be a way to find that person. Now after days of searching I found this door, with another note written on it. Could this be the same person trying to warn me about someone, or something that lives here? What could be inside here that made someone go to the lengths they did to keep it there? Why does it say don't go out when it seems like the real threat is inside?
Taken at Quoted Memories.
Hi all !!
There you go, I worked on this photo. I love this character. My crazy little demon from the future. He still has his lover and robot ... still his conscience and dragon. And he still continues to do stupid things. Even though I struggle in the cyber world, I love taking pictures of this character more and more. Maybe I should give him a name ... I tried to do a "movement" on this picture... Hope you like it!
Story : "Come here !! You're mine. Only to me! Even if I have to fall to catch up with you. I will devour you. Because you are mine."
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NEW @ Cup, worms, candy jar : "Rokins-Juicy worm Gacha" at The kinky Event and soon at Rokins Store.
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@ Claws : "L'Emporio::*Damned Claws & Rings" at L'Emporio Mainstore.
@ My Wings, My dragon : "R.O.T. Studio's. - Quality 100% mesh - arboc fp" at R.O.T. Studio's. Mainstore and Marketplace.
@ My robot, My lover : "R.O.T. Studio's. - Quality 100% mesh -digital art cyb heart" at R.O.T. Studio's. Mainstore and Marketplace.
Continuing my series on Kawhia..........
My appreciation and thanks to all of you for your comments awards and faves.
To be continued... (maybe :P)
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On her:
Pose: Amitie At the Street Gacha
Hair: Stealthic - Lethal (Upgrade)
Dress: ISON - kennedi twist dress (Lara)
Bag: DIFFERENCE - PRADA bag V.2 Black
Fur: {le fil casse} Alondra Glitter Fur Black
Neckalace & Earrings: [POM] Lilo Set
Shoes: ISON - millonia platform heels -maitreya-
Nails: alme. Mesh Stiletto Nails – Maitreya
Make up: Sugarose
T'was the night before Christmas
he lived all alone
In a one bedroom house made of plaster and stone
I had come down the chimney with
presents to give
and to see just who in this dweling did
live
I looked all around a strange site to
see
No tinsel, no presents, not even a
tree
No stockings on the mantle just boots filled
with sand
On the wall hung pictures of far
distant lands
Medals and Badges, Awards every
kind
A sobering thought came alive in my
mind
This house was different, it was
dark, it was deary
I had found the home of a
soldier
I could see that most clearly
The soldier lie sleeping, silent, alone
Curled up on the floor in this one
bedroom home
His face was so gentle, the room in
such disorder
Not at all how I pictured a
United States Soldier
Was this the hero of whom I'd just read
Curled up on a poncho, the floor for
a bed
Then I realized the other families
that I saw on this night
Hold their lives to soldiers, who are
willing to fight
In the morning around the
world, the children would play
Grown-ups would celebrate a bright
Christmas Day
But they all enjoy freedom each
month of the year
Because of soldiers like the one lying
here
I couldn't help but wonder, how many
lay alone?
On a cold Christmas Eve in lands far
from home
The very thought brought a tear to my
eye
I dropped to my knees and I
started to cry
The soldier awakened, I heard his
ruff voice
Santa don't cry, this life is my
choice...
...I fight for freedom, I don't ask for
more...
...My life is my God, my country, my
core
The soldier rolled over and drifted to
sleep
But I couldn't control it and I
continued to weep
I kept watch for hours... so silent and
still
as both of us shivered from the cold
nights chill
I didn't want to leave him on that cold
dark night
This guardian of honor, so willing to
fight
then the soldier rolled over with a
voice soft and pure
He whispered Carry on Santa, it's
Christmas Day...
...all secure One look at my watch
and I knew he was right
Merry Christmas my friend, may God
Bless you this night
Continuing my theme of reflections taken on my tour of Skye and the Highlands region this image just had everything. The clouds, boat, trees, the mountains and the small reeds in the foreground just made it, in my mind, complete.
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This work is done for continuing with my Positive Flags of the Nations with especially appreciating music during these lockdown times.
Also for Finding the Beauty in the World Today Despite the Hardships Given Us by the Coronavirus.
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The sim does not exist anymore but CTWO group continues to raise awareness and will lay on the table the causes we want to be heard…
In lieu of this, International Women’s Day in SL events for March 8 and 9 are brewing already! So stay tuned!
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Continuing from this post . The ladybugs left without finishing the job. The plant then got a really bad infestation about two weeks after they left.
I then bought a pack of Cryptolaemus montrouzieri. They are called “mealybug destroyer” for a reason. They immediately started to feast on the pest bugs, wiping the population very quickly.
Here you can see a Cryptolaemus bug chasing a mealybug (the white little one on the leaf border). Plenty to choose from, though.
To be continued, again.
Cromford Mills.
OrWO Universal Negative 54 - iso 100
Voigtländer 35 CL
Ilfotec LC29 1:19 ~ 10 minutes (on one leg)
Epson 4490
Autumn Continues, although when I finally got out yesterday, I saw that the trees weren't nearly as full as they were last week
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Le Grèbe huppé niche entre avril et juillet. À cette époque, les adultes portent une double huppe et des oreillettes brunes encadrant la tête. Lors de la parade nuptiale complexe, le mâle et la femelle se font face et dressent le cou. Il nagent de concert, se frottent le cou tout en émettant des cris sonores, plongent puis réapparaissent, l'un des deux présentant des algues à l'autre. Le couple s'immobilise, poitrine contre poitrine, et chaque oiseau tourne la tête d'un côté puis de l'autre. Ce manège peut se perpétuer même lorsque les grèbes sont occupés à la construction du nid. Ce dernier est constitué principalement d'algues . Il peut reposer sur un fond vaseux mais il est conçu en principe pour affleurer la surface. Il peut également flotter mais il est alors arrimé à une souche ou à un paquet de végétaux entremêlés. Les adultes en garnissent la coupe peu profonde de végétaux qui servent à recouvrir les œufs si les adultes s'absentent du nid. La ponte est composée de 3 à 6 œufs blancs qui virent ensuite au brun et deviennent de ce fait plus discrets. Les adultes couvent en se relayant toutes les quelques heures. L'éclosion intervient au bout de 28 jours. Les jeunes sont capables de nager aussitôt mais ils restent dépendants de leurs parents plusieurs semaines.
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The Great Crested Grebe nestles between April and July. At this time, adults wear a double crest and brown atria framing the head. During the complex courtship, the male and the female face each other and raise the neck. They swim together, rub their necks while emitting loud cries, dive and then reappear, one of them having algae to another. The couple stands still, chest to chest, and each bird turns its head on one side then the other. This ride can continue even when grebes are busy building the nest. The latter consists mainly of algae. It can rest on a muddy bottom but it is designed in principle to be flush with the surface. It can also float but is then stowed to a stump or a bundle of plants intermingled. Adults fill the shallow cut of plants that cover the eggs if adults are absent from the nest. The egg is composed of 3 to 6 white eggs which turn brown then become more discreet. Adult convent by taking turns every few hours. The hatching occurs after 28 days. The young are able to swim immediately but remain dependent on their parents for several weeks.
My "Critters in Winter" series continues today with something more conventional (after an insect and an arachnid, equally improbable to find active at this time of year). American Robins nest and breed in the village; during May and June their wake-up calls begin around 3:30 to 4:00 a.m. Some years they linger quite late and get caught in the first winter storms. This surely must decrease their survival chances; migration is a hazardous time for them even when all goes well.
My own misgivings aside, robins and other migratory passerines have provided me with plenty of good photo ops in the late fall and first days of winter. In 2014 my neighbour, Adam, had a bumper crop of crabapples on his trees, and half a dozen species took full advantage. So did I. I especially liked the obvious colour co-ordination here, and the hoarfrost that coated all the branches and fruit.
Perhaps this fruit festival powered them southbound to their next stopping point, likely somewhere in Montana. I'll never know. But the robins keep returning each spring, so whatever they do seems to be working for them.
Photographed in Val Marie, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2014 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
Continuing my December theme:The colour Blue
Blue glass with freesias .... having fun with some flower shots from last month .... as it's too icy to venture out much this week ;o)
A Happy Bokeh Wednesday ;o)
The colour Blue: Here
Still Life Compositions: Here
The Glass set is here: Here
My freesia set: Here
Continued from yesterday. Mamma RSH with her young--a tight crop. This was right after the two parents watched me from across the river. Another few moments, she'll leap out of the tree and fly above me. I think she knew I was Camera Guy--I doubt any of the tent dwellers have a camera like mine--or at all. They do have their supply of needles, though . . .
The Nikon D7100 and the 200-500mm lens produce fine results. This is a rather tight crop, and it still came out just as well as if it weren't cropped at all, even in large view. I'll have the less cropped version of this and another in the distant future, more of Mamma here in the near future.
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....the deconstructed birthday bouquet.
lumen print, ADOX MCP 310 paper
all white daisies.
lumen color was adjusted using the scanning software.
~Maya Angelou
Landscape Week Continues! While admittedly breaking textbook composition rules, I believe there are times when the photo's elements dictate doing so. And in this shot, I love the way the vertical & horizontal elements all come together near the horizon to pull you along the waving fence line.
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Pictured above are the remains of an abandoned school house in Elmira, Illinois. Elmira is an unincorporated community located in Stark County, and is approximately 40 miles NNW of Peoria.
The school opened in 1902 and until 1915 held high school classes. The school continued serving elementary students until it closed in 1952.
Bryce Canyon, UT
The overcast and intermittent rain in the low southwestern deserts made for days of frustration with little end in sight. The system was stalled, no breaks in the canopy, no good for photography. I laid out my Indian Country map and plotted a course north, where maybe I’d find snow in the higher deserts. It bore out. Fresh snow had moved through Zion and past the Paunsaugunt Plateau, and I arrived at Bryce as the storm petered out. I followed someone else’s trail through the forest thinking I had a shortcut to the Rim Trail, and continued on like an idiot after it was obvious they had turned back, snow to my knees and looking for oxygen in my exertion at 8000 feet. Thankfully I brought micro spikes, and needed them when I reached the beaten path, frozen and refrozen, and under the fresh inches today. There is clarity in the air after rain or snow, or so it seems. I’ve heard that the precipitation picks up dust particles, that some kind of ionization takes place effectively cleaning the air and increasing visibilty. Is it what we see, or how we see it? We learn through the lens of what came behind us, not what is ahead. And yet, some directions we look in are clearer than others. An undecided sky let the afternoon sun peekaboo features in the landscape. It dappled the horizon in degrees of shadow and light. Beyond Boat Mesa, Canaan and Tablet Top, some 30 miles away, were alight with rising mists where perhaps the storm still brewed. Beyond them is where I will head tomorrow.
We had some visitors last night - mom and dad western tanager and a couple of their youngsters. I had the feeling last year that one of the many western tanagers we saw during the spring had nested nearby. This year I am convinced that is the case. I was unable to get a shot of one of the adults feeding the "teenagers" (one shown here) so that will be my goal over the next week or so.
Thanks so much to everyone who takes the time to view, like or comment on my photos!
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While many other places in the northern hemisphere are showing signs of warming weather, we continue to demonstrate why it is not the weather that drew us here. No, ironically we came for the jobs.
Framed in my last picture, this shows the trail continuing, hugging the lakeshore. If you look closely you can see a man and his dog.
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As almost every day at a place like this, it pays to wake early before sunrise and find a spot to enjoy the start of a new day ... #etbtsy
Continued on my blog: Tropical Sunrise
Another winter storm will hit us tonight and Wednesday. I enjoy winter but continue to dream of spring while sipping a cup of hot chocolate.
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Continuing with the C-O-L-D theme...
This image was captured within minutes of yesterday violet-hued picture featuring the 'icebergs'. You can see the same-colored sky here.
At -10 below zero, the water near the shore has frozen and that is the blue and white ice here in the foreground. The darker blue on the horizon are the large waves rolling in the open water.
Fortunately the temperatures have moderated in the last few days and we feel warm at 25 f. :)
Enjoy the cold with me here!