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1:30am on a clear moonless night. A small lake in central Virginia reflects the countless stars in this dream-like nightscape.
countless.
times.
mindlessly.
seriously, look at it here. please. please. please?
all stock is my own
There are countless mosques that dot the Istanbul skyline with their beautiful domes and minarets. And although I thought there were others that were at least as stunning, these two are tourist favorites…. in the foreground is the Blue Mosque, and to the right is the Sophia Hagia Mosque.
Without a drone, which are heavily restricted in Istanbul, this was the best vantage point I could get to get both mosques together.
December 25, 2008 was by far the most difficult and painful day of my life. I have been through countless romantic breakups, including a divorce, but somehow losing Mom just blows the rest off the charts.
The morning after her death was appropriately foggy and eerie, like my mood. I walked outside, in a fog myself, and took this shot looking down my street.
My mother had suffered with emphysema for years. Only recently had she gone on oxygen, and it seemed all downhill after that. COPD/emphysema is a horrible way to die. I watched her gasping for breath and crying out for God to help her. It was the most helpless I've ever felt, knowing that no one could do anything more than sedate her to keep her out of misery.
During the last two days of her life, they increased her morphine doses ten times. I think it hit me the hardest when I realized she would never come to again, and that I'd already had my last conversation with her- that I'd never hear her voice again. At that moment, I would've given anything just to hear her yell at me for something! My heart just sank. The night before Christmas Eve, Mom went into respiratory failure. I watched as she shook and gasped for breath like a drowning person, eyes wide open, but unable to respond. She suffered for over an hour like that, and I have no doubt that she felt as though she was suffocating. It was horrible, and there was nothing I could do. The next day, they'd increased her meds so much that she could no longer cough, or breathe deeply, or talk, or move. She was completely sedated, and that meant that pneumonia set in with a fever, and hastened the end of her life. It was a trade off for her comfort.
If you smoke, STOP. Stop NOW. Mom tried repeatedly through the years, but couldn't muster up the nerve until after my brother's first child was due. She wanted to set a good example. She quit after 53 years of smoking, but though she'd spared herself lung cancer, and though she probably did gain a couple of years of life by doing so, the quality of her life was dramatically reduced, and she suffered so much in the end that had she known her fate in advance, I believe she would've moved heaven and earth to alter it. Please, for the sake of those who love you as well as yourself, if you smoke, just stop. I can tell you from having watched this, that what Mom went through in withdrawal was nothing compared to what she went through in suffering at the end. It's worth it, and you owe it to those who love you to stop.
Happy New Year, and God bless, Chris
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Explore #276, May 24, 2009
A riot of colours, countless baskets of flowers:
A riot of colours, countless baskets of flowers, haggling customers, and a chaotic madness which is surprisingly enjoyable, is what you will find at Bangalore’s KR Flower Market. It is believed to be Asia’s biggest flower market. When you reach here, while you will be transfixed by numerous vendors lined up for business right next to the flyover and Dargah.
one can find everything here: from Roses, Marigolds, Jasmines to Lilies, Orchids and Carnations. The different hues of pinks and reds, the occasional yellows and whites balancing out the brighter colours is completely an encounter you have to experience.
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Of the countless frolicking children competing for my attention, these two are just those whom you could not refuse. They may have little in life but are rich in energy and hope. Pure in spirit and boundless with charm, they appreciate their beach like no other.
the children of Ramena Beach, the Emerald Sea, Antsiranana (Diego Suarez), NE Madagascar
blogged in 48 Hours in Diego Suarez at colloidfarl.blogspot.com/ , and
on being featured in The Glimpse ( part 1 and 2), a 5-man photo exhibit (blogged in colloidfarl.blogspot.com/ )
Like countless others I made the journey out to the WNY&P Railroad to see the big Alcos/MLWs operate in what is likely their final summer on this railroad. A trio of the big M636s have 22 loads of stone northbound along Sinnemahoning Creek at North Driftwood. Shots like this one and many others would not have been possible without huge amounts of help from others. I can't thank them enough for all of the insight into this operation as well as photo locations and who knows what else. Our trip was a great success because of them.
Kea ( nestor notabilis )
Unashamedly my favourite bird..
Ive spent countless hours entertained by them in, fact was almost killed by one many years ago as a young fella while looking for Kakapo with Don Merton in the head of the Donne valley near Milford sound.
Several birds where perched atop of a large "Goolee" massive rock that had come down from the glaciated valley walls. I clambered up with my trusty Kodac insta-matic camera and was gazing through the view finder when one bird rushed at me to bite. Leaping back I fell off the boulder nearly 20 feet and was lucky I fell among crown fern.
The only casualty was my pride, but I learned something...
They would fly in during the worst of storms to slide down our tent roof during the night while the weather raged around us in our tiny nucleus of comfort....engaging birds that capture ones heart...
Its a shame our Govt and other authorised bodies have almost driven them to extinction with 1080 poison applications over 50 years of mindless use......
They keep telling people how effective it is but the number of possums etc has increased over and over....
Also many people do not realise that after a poison drop (1080 ) and possum number reduced the berry drop is correspondingly heavy with a massive increase in rodents so the birds get a double whammy....
Countless others have taken this shot, so what the H....here is my version.
slid via Nik Analog Efex and Oil effect applied via PS5. HSS
Explored 2-28 #147
Germany, Mainau, an island in Lake Constance on the shore of the Constance Lake near the city of Konstanz opposite to the shore of the City of Überlingen. It is maintained as a garden island & a model of excellent environmental practices. The island can be reached via a bridge & has a jetty for ferries.
Dahlia, there are over 40 species of dahlia, with hybrids commonly grown as garden plants. The majority types do not produce fragrant flowers, like most plants that do not attract pollinating insects through scent, they are brightly coloured, displaying most hues, with the exception of blue.
Spaniards reported finding the plants growing in Mexico in 1525, in 1787 the French botanist Nicolas-Joseph Thiéry de Menonville, sent to Mexico to steal the cochineal insect valued for its scarlet dye.
In 1963 the dahlia was declared the national flower of Mexico. The tubers were grown as a food crop by the Aztecs, attempts to introduce the tubers as a food crop in Europe were unsuccessful.
Due to the for Germany unusual advantageous climate on the island at the lake the island is called the "Flowering Island". Famous for its parks & gardens with even full-grown palm trees, cypresses & countless other Mediterranean plants, partly even tropical vegetation can grow on the drop-shaped island.
The Plants & flower-beds with are constantly renewed by the gardeners, not only the over approximately 20,000 dahlia bushes Rhododendrons of 180 different species, Azaleas or the Italian rose garden, strictly geometric, consisting of pergolas, sculptures fountains, over 1200 kinds of roses can be found on the island.
A million daffodils, hyacinth, tulips, 500-year-old wild roses & more than 30,000 other rose bushes, also palm trees & citrus fruits grow here, the palms go into the greenhouse over the winter, with a changing climate soon maybe it will not be necessary anymore.
But that has nothing to do with the island's sometimes claimed tropical climate; the lake does level out temperatures & acts a little as central heating in winter because it has stored summer heat.
But above all, the art of the skilled gardeners & their work on the Mainau making this island so unique.
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Macro Mondays: "Reflections"
HMM everone! :)
Thanks everyone, who took the time to view, comment and fave!
Have a great day, my friends!
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Countless piano models in a wide variety of shapes and sizes have already been built with LEGO bricks. Anyway, I expand this huge range with my execution.
What kind of music would suit this instrument better than a classic ragtime? So she plays the title Original Rags by Scott Joplin and gives the goldfish good vibrations! ;-)
China, Beijing, Chaoyang District. X-Mas Décor at the
"Solana Shopping Mall Plaza".
❄ ❆ ❅🌛 ★ 🌠 🎄 🌲 🔔 🌠 🌲 🎁 🎅 🎁 🌲 🔔 🌲 🎄 🌠 ★ 💤 🌝❅❆❄
🎅 Despite all the complications & inconveniences in 2020,
I wish all of you an exciting, cheerful fairy-tale like festive season.
🌠 Trotz aller Komplikationen & Unannehmlichkeiten im Jahr 2020,
ich wünsche euch allen eine märchenhafte Weihnachtszeit.
🌲 A pesar de todas las complicaciones & inconvenientes en 2020,
yo desearles a todos ustedes un emocionante & encantada temporada festiva,
🎁 Malgré toutes les complications & inconvénients de 2020,
je souhaite à toute une joyeuse & magique saison festive
🔔 Nonostante tutte le complicazioni & gli inconvenienti del 2020,
augurare a tutti voi una emozionante & eccitante stagione di festa.
🎄 Apesar de todas as complicações & inconveniências em 2020,
desejo a todos um conto de fadas do tempo do Natal.
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Hongqiao Railway Station, Shanghai
The modern Chinese term "Chunyun" refers to the spectacle of countless Chinese people travelling within the country during the Chinese New Year (also known as “Chunjie”, the Spring Festival), which has been described as the largest human migration. During this period, train tickets are hard to come by, motorways are clogged up and, especially in the event of bad weather, there would be huge disasters.
The root cause of this strange phenomenon is the "hukou" system that has been in place in China since the CCP came to power, a system similar to South Africa's former apartheid system that classified people into categories according to whether they were from urban or rural areas, and if they were from urban area, in which province. People in different hukou categories are treated differently. Initially, this system was designed to limit rural-urban migration, which would ensure the number of state serfs and thus the privilege of the cities to exploit the rural areas, and was aimed at Communist-led industrialisation. The initial classification of the hukou is hereditary, meaning that the children and grandchildren of a person classified as a peasant usually remain peasants unless the State orders a change in classification.
With the failure of Maoist modernisation and industrialisation (1949-1978), the peasants of the Deng era were allowed to work in the cities, but at the same time they were not allowed to obtain an urban hukou easily, and to this day they do not have all the rights to live in the cities - for example, they are not allowed to bring their parents to live in the city where they work, their children are not allowed to attend school in the city where they work, they do not have health insurance in the city where they work, and when they get old and cannot work anymore, they have to go back to their hometown. They are called "peasant workers", and their status may not be as good as that of third world immigrants who make a living in developed countries. In addition, while one with an urban hukou from other provinces can certainly go to Beijing or Shanghai to work, it may be more difficult for them to obtain a hukou of Beijing or Shanghai than it is for them to obtain the status of an immigrant in the U.S. Thus, they are in a similar position to "peasant workers", who are not allowed to have a real home with their family in the city where they work.
Chinese New Year is the longest and most important legal holiday of the year for most Chinese, and due to cultural traditions, the right to rest on this holiday is not arbitrarily taken away by employers like other legal paid holidays. So most people migrating for work have basically no other choice but to go home to their families during Chinese New Year. Combined with tourists who have no other time of the year to travel other than this time of year, the annual Chinese New Year creates the largest human migration.
A giant slogan across the hall reads:
Firm in faith, striving to ascend, share the same destiny, and head for the common future.
It's a huge irony for all the people who are born with different destinies under the slogan banner. The good news is that hardly anyone will give it a second glance.
However, there is one thing that is common to all people's treatment: to travel by train, one must endure the various formalities imposed by China's railway passenger transport.
China's railway stations, unlike most of the world's railway stations, have waiting areas that are segregated from the platforms, just like in airports. Train station staff only open the appropriate gate 15-20 minutes before a train departs to let passengers for that train onto the platform - naturally, passengers who are not for that train are still not allowed to go there. This in itself is already a hassle. In recent years, in order to strengthen social control, China's railway passenger transport has again implemented the real-name system, whereby everyone who wants to take a train must go through two ID verification gates, the first one when entering a station and before the security check, and the second one when entering a platform. It is therefore impossible to travel on China's trains without an ID, a smartphone tied to an ID or a passport (for foreigners).
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At a stump was countless of the orange oyster. I have never seen so many before. Made during the photographer week in the bavarian forest.
So viele Orangeseitlinge wie an einem zerfetzten Stubben im bayerischen Wald habe ich vorher insgesamt noch nicht gesehen. Es war kaum möglich eine einzelne Gruppe ins Visier zu nehmen.
Stack with 29 pictures, focus bracketing Panasonic G9.
Icelandic folklore is riddled with countless tales of fantastic spirits that reflect the unique landscapes in which they reside, as well as people’s fear and admiration of nature.
This subglacial mound in southern Iceland is called Lómagnúpur and stories about it have been around for a long time. One of the oldest is the 13th century Njáls saga. Flosi is one of the main characters of the story that lived at a farm near the Svínafell glacier and he came up with the idea to burn Njál’s farm. In one of his dreams, he saw a giant coming out of the mountain and announcing the death of his people. The giant named 25 men that ended up putting Njal's farm to flames before walking back into the mountain.
Geologically, most of Lómagnúpur is made of palagonite, but there are also layers of pillow lava, lava columns and sediments. The lowest layers are 2.5 million years old and the highest 1.5 million. The foremost, nearly vertical cliffs (671m) shown in this picture are the highest in Iceland. Lómagnúpur is also prone to unexpected landslides; their scars are visible and detectable on the mountain and its root today. Possibly people felt dwarfed in the presence of the impressively steep and high cliffs and gave it a supernatural force; after all, this unstable creature is the home of large giants.
For those interested in technical details, this is a panorama of 3 horizontals captured with Nikon D750 and Nikon 24-70mm f/2.8. Handheld shots due to strong winds, framed at 24mm, 1/80s, f/9 and ISO 100.
A Twilight Sonata at Barrel Vault Manor: The Melody of Forgotten Keys
In the tender embrace of twilight, Barrel Vault Manor unfurls its melancholic symphony. The fading sun caresses the well-loved piano, its keys bearing the marks of countless melodies, now softened, as if inviting a gentle touch to reawaken its forgotten tunes. Outside, leaves dance in the wind, their rustles harmonizing with the soft murmur of the beaded curtains.
A single key is pressed, and in that moment, the air is graced with the distinct aroma of an old piano, a fragrance lingering from days of melodies past. The instrument, once vibrant with life, now stands in quiet solitude, its music waiting to be rekindled, a poignant reminder of the passage of time and the echoes of melodies that once filled the air.
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Credits
∘ Dead Unicorn
Dead Unicorn - Barrel Vault Manor @ SL Home & Decor Weekend Sale
Dead Unicorn - Board Games Clutter
Dead Unicorn - Bead Curtain S Wooden
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.:YN:. Office Desk Bonnie Set @ SL Home & Decor Weekend Sale - Includes:
.:YN:. Office Desk Bonnie Green
∘ Dahlia
Dahlia - Raven - Wall Photo Holder - Gold @ Collabor88
Dahlia - Autumn Mood - Pomeranian in Pumpkin - RARE 2 @ Saturday Sale
Dahlia - Autumn Mood - Porcelain Pumpkins - Ivory 12 @ Saturday Sale
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Apple Fall Original Artwork - Moon Garden Banner, Dark
Apple Fall Globe w/ Books - Black (Group Gift)
Apple Fall Enamel Teapot - White (Group Gift)
Apple Fall Jar Candle - Sapphire Musk, Open (Group Gift)
Apple Fall Basil Sproutlings (Group Gift)
AF Magazine Files (Group Gift)
∘ Nutmeg
Nutmeg. Dark Hutch / 1 @ Saturday Sale
Nutmeg. Dark Piano Chair Beige
Nutmeg. Curtain
Nutmeg. Valance
∘ Concept
Concept} 06. Tierra. Chair Fur Dark @ Happy Weekend
∘ Serenity Style
Serenity Style - Soul Whispers Piano @ SL Home & Decor Weekend Sale
∘ Yugen
Yugen.// stamp box @ SL Home & Decor Weekend Sale
∘ Dust Bunny
dust bunny . hanging plants . double planter
dust bunny . hoya plant
dust bunny . harvest feast . pumpkin slice
∘ Mithral
Mithral * Metal + Wood Desk Lamp (Pack C)
Mithral * Wall Organizer Shelf (Natural)
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[ zerkalo ] The infamous couch - Gift Fog
[ zerkalo ] Arnprior - Pumpkin Candles - GIFT
∘ Soy.
Soy. Super long Hanging Hedera
I started my digital photography career just about two years ago. I've drooled over countless photos in or around the PNW. especially the city of Seattle. I've seen almost every composition(good ones at least) and have found a few not so popular ones that are now my favorite. I've also spent a ton of time on Google Earth mapping out new vantage points.
Another cool aspect of photography is the people I've met. Some of them good people but bad photographers and some of them good photographers but bad people... yeah I know right. But we all share a common interest. And I know a handful that are always looking for a never been done POV.
Well I came across this spot that I've eyed for a while but finally built the courage to go for it. I couldn't believe what I was seeing as it unfolded. The composition is near perfect. The icons, the lineup of the space needle and the queen Anne tower, the stadiums, the direction! I love it. I posted it to my Instagram and my Facebook! But that's what brings me to this; not a single one of my photography friends said anything about it. Most of them didn't even bother to like it. There was one person in the Seattle Photography Club with over 6000 members who mentioned the POV being "unique".
Maybe I expected too much? Maybe the composition sucks or I just took a horrible photo of it? Maybe I'm letting it get to me? haha
Anyways, here is a new comp I would like to share. Maybe someone here can at least try to guess where it's taken from. maybe someone here has seen this comp before? I'd like to see it!!
India, South Goa, blue sky, sun, endless km of beach, fishing boats, crystal clear ocean & dolphins passing by.
On the left the Cavelossim, on the right Betul beach.
During the main monsoon season, from June to September, the ocean level rises with thunderous swell & covers the complete beach up far into the coconut palm grove.
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After countless attempts... Finally!!
DB Cargo 60074 "Luke" in its unique Puma Energy grey gets going from a signal check atop 6H03 Warrington Arpley - Tunstead Sidings limestone empties.
I've been chasing this thing for the best part of two months since it first appeared at Peak Forrest, every time being thwarted by cloud, cancellations, traffic jams.... pretty much anything. Getting a decent shot of this loco became a bit of an obsession at one point. I thought my chances were through last week when it went back to Toton for some tinkering. Thankfully she's returned although judging by how she sounded pulling away from the peg another trip to the midlands may be on the cards soon...
Plumley | 17.07.21
I've walked past this natural landmark countless times and I see and feel something different here every time.
I walked in the early days of the first lockdown and paused here to call my late mum to talk her through taking her medications. She was recently widowed at the time and was in the early stages of Alzheimer's and dementia, so she was having to learn again to be independent, with support.
Her late husband had done everything for her (out of love)
At this stage in the walk I will have done the uphill slog up through East Farndon village, and then the walk evens out across vast open fields following the Jurassic Way long distance footpath on my way to Sibbertoft.
This walk has become a kind of pilgrimage that I've walked sometimes with loved ones, but often alone.
It gave me head space throughout those difficult days of Covid and brings me pleasure now, especially as it's a walk that I can do from my own doorstep.
day 55 of 365 days project.
everything happens for a reason, we've all been told this countless times in our life and have hopefully spread this important message onward. this school year alone has taught me so much about fate. the development of events outside a person's control is what makes the best and worst part of our lives--but we learn from it. we learn from every aspect of it, but not always all at the same time. when you wake up out of your innocent sleep and start your day only to have life turn off that light at the end of the tunnel and leave you in what seems like the darkest state of confusion--that's when you really need something to take you, guide you, and carry you in the wind's new direction of that time.
what if fate could be captured in a photograph? what would fate look like? is fate the person you fall in love with? maybe it's the city you moved to, acting as a base for how the rest of this chapter ends. regardless, it's out of your control--just like the moment you let go of that paper airplane and realize "this could either carry itself perfectly or just immediately crash." this photo shows these planes staying in flight, constantly cycling, lingering, and letting the wind take them exactly where it needs to go. oh, how life would be so pretty if this were to happen!
thank you to everyone that helped me make, stick, and hang these airplanes everywhere! and you thought these were photoshopped...hehe
when the road ahead is the road you’ve looked down countless times past. when you’ve never looked back before today, but today you pause. the first time on this path that you pause and start to turn your head, but the instant the light starts seeping into the corners of your heart from behind, you close your eyes and the tear that trickles down is full to bursting with whys. when you wake and the world ahead is blurred and foggy, but the eerie voice that thrives in the mist whispers and whispers and whispers the promises you know couldn’t be kept disembodied. the ones you want kept and broken all in one painful mixture of joy and trepidation. the ecstasy of st. theresa deprived the deus ex machina. instead, just the stark frigid grip in your chest that wrests cries from your throat unheard of by man or god in this destitute history of earth. when cries of grief and perdition, suffering and sublimation, diversion, fuse into that irredeemable, catatonic, coagulate mixture. when you press your palm to your face so hard the nails dig in because you know that lingering scent, and if only you could remember its origin, which aches with the power and sickening beauty of the unanswered. when today was the day you almost looked back for the first time. but you didn’t. what do you do.
This one's especially for my friend Sue. :))
In case anyone doesn't have a clue what the title's about, follow the link below. There are so many versions of this, and it's included in countless compilations, but it's been viewed by millions and millions of people over the last few years. I'm sparing you the longer version! This is a short clip with my favourite ending. :)))
After having taken a photograph there are countless possibilities how to proceed in post processing. Sometimes this can give me quite a headache as with this image. I liked the subject and composition but wasn't quite sure how to really "absorb" the viewer into the forest. I tried a lot of different processing options and ended with a photo I liked but there was still something missing. After uploading it on Flickr I even replaced it three times but each version didn't feel "right" either...
So I forgot about the picture for a week or so until I came about a photography competition by the www.lens-flare.de/blog. I had another look at my photo and this time I tried a completely different approach by converting it into black and white, realizing that the colors had "distracted" me before. Now I was quite happy with the result and submitted it. Well, and guess what -- I even won the competition with my picture, which was quite a shock (albeit a pleasant one) for me.
I guess there are always countless possibilities -- not only with a certain subject but also what to do about it after having taken the photograph. And sometimes it pays off to just wait a few days and think about it before uploading it. So what do you think? Does it look better now? Or just different? I welcome your opinions...
Germany, Wedel, the River Elbe near Hamburg,
one of the remaining last few fish trawlers on the Elbe.
Fishing on the Lower & Outer Elbe is of considerable importance for the region & with its environmentally friendly technology, is exemplary within the European Union.
The preservation of fisheries also serves environmental protection, because it ensures a lasting interest in sufficient water quality, biodiversity & efficiency of the aquatic habitats, it can thus contribute to an improvement in water ecology.
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Een kleurrijk landschap door de vele bollenvelden met duizenden bloemen. Ook tussen Hoorn en Enkuizen (West-Friesland) zijn prachtige velden te vinden.
Oosterleek, Nederland
A colorful landscape due to the many bulb fields with thousands of flowers. Also between Hoorn and Enkhuizen (region West-Friesland) many beautiful fields can be found.
Oosterleek, The Netherlands
hannover central station, a nexus where countless stories intersect. through a kaleidoscope of reflections, life unfolds in layers. a moment, fleeting yet full, as strangers share a platform, each absorbed in their own world. the cold bite of the morning air contrasts with the warmth that lingers behind the glass. colors blur, a vivid streak across the canvas of daily commute. here, a figure stands out, cloaked in contemplation, their gaze fixed on a destination unseen. another, a silhouette against the morning rush, finds solace in the sanctuary of her thoughts. this image, a snapshot of transient solitude amidst the communal rhythm of travel, captures the quiet intimacy of public spaces, where every passerby is a story, every reflection a window into another life.
Netherlands, Ruigenhoek, … an overwhelming ocean of countless tulips between Lisse/Keukenhof & the village of Ruigenhoek.
a close-up of a fraction of a tulip field with millions of tulips in one colour next to a number of other fields with differently coloured tulips, hyacinths & daffodils between the road to the village of Ruigenhoek & the Keukenhof Park.
The Keukenhof is one of the world's largest flower gardens, therefor as known as the Garden of Europe, situated near Lisse.
The park is open annually only from mid-March to mid-May when the tulips are flowering. The best time to view the tulips in the Netherlands is around mid-April.
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Throughout the countless travels to the Netherlands, Jack the Flipper used different cameras and lenses with professional equipment, to rise the level of our landscape/seascape photographies.
In Jack the Flipper's Galleries you can recognize the evolution of our works. From the past years in the beginning to the the next level of shooting and developing images.
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One of countless pretty little glacial streams and mini waterfalls along the Ring Road between Vik and Jökulsárlón. There was MUCH fog and rain that morning.
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There are countless lava tubes in Iceland. Many of them become visible and known when part of the tunnel roof collapses. In addition to the larger tunnels, which can only be entered with a guide, there are also smaller tunnels that can be explored independently and free of charge. For example, Leiđarendi, which is only 30 minutes (by car) from Reykiavik.
Strictly follow the safety instructions posted at the tunnel entrance! (Never go alone, bring extra lights, hiking boots etc.)
Countless human blunders have cast long shadows over the environmental balance and it has so badly been affected for so long years, we are on an irreversible cliff of disaster.
Only flicker of hope lies in human effort to reduce pollution in sacrificing fake comfort of life and to make the earth a little safer, sweeter and liveable.
A group of cyclists in the city of Bled, Slovenia
China, Harbin, City Impressions, St. Sophia Cathedral Place with the Cathedral.
Heilongjiang Province, the most northeast part of China, when viewed on a map has the shape of a swan. Its capital city is Harbin, which is located south of Heilongjiang.
Not only for its special position, but also as the centre of Heilongjiang's political, economic, educational & cultural life, Harbin is described as the pearl beneath the swan's neck. Lying on the east of the Songnen Plain, what is more, Harbin plays a vital role in communications between South & North Asia as well the regions of Europe & the Pacific Ocean.
Harbin was the birthplace of Jin, 1115-1234 & Qing, 1644-1911, Dynasties, the latter of which had a very considerable influence on modern Chinese history.
At the end of the 19th century, Russia built the terminus of the Middle East Railway here. Later, more than 160,000 foreigners from 33 countries migrated to Harbin, promoting the development of a capitalist economy in the city. The economy & culture of Harbin achieved unprecedented prosperity at that time & the city gradually grew into a famous international commercial port. Assimilating external culture, Harbin created its unique & exotic cityscape. The majestic St. Sofia Orthodox Church & Zhongyang Dajie each built in a European style have the effect of bringing you into an 'eastern Moscow'. Even though you are sure to be attracted by various exotic buildings, the Dragon Tower which embodies the wisdom of the Chinese people is a must on your journey.
Besides these rich cultural heritages, Harbin is favoured with beautiful natural scenery. Based on meandering Song Hua River & subject to severe low temperatures in winter, down to -30°C, when I took this Pictures the Temperature varied between -20°C & -26°C but dry air, Harbin boasts a unique ice & snow culture. So, Harbin is also called the "Ice City".
The impressive "Ice & Snow Festival" is the greatest & unusual one in the world, therefor Harbin is also called the "Ice City".
As well the large Siberian Tiger & white tigers research centre, with about 500 tigers & a few other species, does an important work to prevent this species from extinction. The Research centre can be visited, tours in small a bus are available, passing through wide natural, separated, sections, however the focus point is to save the tigers.
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We, and countless thousands of Calgarians, headed to the mountains for the first day of our long weekend, our Victoria Day Weekend. The parking areas at trailheads were overrun, and so many just parked on the roadside. There were more people on our route than usual, but it was challenging enough that it didn't attract throngs. We thought there would be snow about, and luckily the snow at the top was strong and stable.
I have walked by this pool countless times and never thought to shoot from this angle. I followed Matt Straite's lead where he described putting his tripod into the pool with the camera just above the surface of the water (www.flickr.com/photos/mstraite/48049920221/in/pool-dcsights/). I was reluctant to get as close as Matt did but was rewarded with an incredible sky and reflection this morning. Thanks for the tip Matt!
For countless thousands of years, you’ve roamed this vast continent, moving with the rains and the rising and evaporating waters. You carry the passed down knowledge of the land, its creatures, and its ways. Your numbers are shrinking and you know that soon you will be gone.
None of the elephants in this image have tusks. A curious effect of the immoral ivory trade is that more tuskless elephants are living and breeding and passing on genes that don’t result in tusks.
This dismal stretch of country road is one of countless miles I pass, mostly in a blur. They are transitory places, not really intended to be occupied so much as passed through. Corridors of passage. You can take in details as you make the transit. But only if you choose. Most people seem to cross through with heartless indifference. Distracted with daily life, impatient to get from A to B. I invariably see reactions of surprise in the faces of passing motorists when I occupy this space in foot. That is if I see any reaction at all. Many never even notice me. I come here to take in the place for what it really is. To absorb its lonely dreariness. To sense the emotions imprinted into this narrow channel by the countless souls that have travelled this stretch. None of this can happen injuries a moving car. No for that you must hike in here, uninsulated and insecure. It's like a space walk in a way. It feels inhospitable in the extreme. I often get this feeling near highways. This is simply no place to be. It's a place occupied only briefly by accident victims, disabled motorists, and drunks pulled over by the police. And none of them are here to appreciate the surroundings. For them a bad day just got worse. I linger before moving on, looking up and down the road. Cars appear over the top of the rise abruptly with no notice and pass me by in an instant. Drivers lose sight of the speed of their travel. It's known as being velocitized. But standing here they pass with a terrifying speed. A few more minutes of this and I move on. This really is no place to be.
Italy, Venice, … even so the gondolier sings loudly & full-breasted~ "♪ ’O Sole Mio ♫"~, an Italian classic written in 1898,
…but the sun ignores him this morning at the Ponte Rialto…
Modern gondolas are up to 11 mtr long, 1.6 mtr wide & a weight of about 350 kg, made of 280 hand-made pieces using eight types of wood. It takes about 200 hours to manufacture a gondola; at a cost of roughly 30,000 €.
The oar-paddle, which is several meters long, lies in a fork, forcola, which is inserted into a rectangular opening in the hull on the starboard side. To compensate for unilateral propulsion, the gondola body is built asymmetrically along the central axis; the left side is curved more than the right starboard side, so that its contour on the starboard side is about 0.25 m shorter than on the port side.
The oar-paddle is held in an o complicated shaped fork, known as a Fórcola, allowing several positions of the oar for slow forward rowing, powerful forward rowing, turning, slowing down, rowing backwards stopping, shaped individually for each gondoliers style. The ornament iron, called the "fero da prorà" or "dolfin", on the front of the boat is made from brass, stainless steel, or aluminium. It serves as decoration; every detail of the gondola has its own symbolism & needed to balance the weight of the gondolier at the stern, has an "S" shape symbolic of the twists in the Canal Grande. Under the main blade, there is a kind of comb with six teeth or prongs pointing forward standing for the six districts of Venice. A kind of tooth juts out backwards toward the centre of the gondola symbolises the island of Giudecca, the curved top signifies the Doge's cap.
Originally, the designs were not uniform & changed over the centuries. Originally, there were gondolas in all possible colours. The Venetian noble & patrician houses at the time tried to outdo each other in the magnificent equipment of the boats.
In order to put an end to this unbridled pomposity, the Senate of Venice in 1562 passed the expense law. Supported by the church, this law prescribed uniform black equipment for all gondolas; there were exceptions for foreign envoys & for festivals.
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