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La Porta all'Arco faceva parte delle antiche mura etrusche di Volterra. Costruita tra il IV e il III secolo aC, è giunta fino a noi in tutta la sua imponenza. La particolarità della costruzione risiede nell'utilizzo delle pietre, che si caratterizzano per i tre diversi colori in base al tipo di roccia utilizzato: giallo per la struttura portante, grigio per l'arco e più scuro per le tre teste misteriose. Queste figure sono ciò che ha sempre reso affascinante la porta: molte sono infatti le leggende e le attribuzioni che le riguardano.
La sua storia, che l'ha vista teatro di scontri disparati, contribuisce sicuramente a dargli quell'aura magica che ha attraversato i secoli. Una scena d'assedio è già rappresentata in un'urna del I secolo aC, che oggi possiamo vedere al Museo Etrusco Guarnacci.
Ma il cancello è stato visto in pericolo anche durante la seconda guerra mondiale. Sentendo l'imminente arrivo degli alleati, le truppe tedesche minacciarono di farla saltare in aria. Gli abitanti del luogo, pur consapevoli che con il loro gesto avrebbero ritardato la liberazione della città, in una notte la murarono completamente utilizzando il selciato e, con questa coraggiosa azione, la salvarono. Alcune lapidi ricordano l'evento.
The Porta all'Arco was part of the ancient Etruscan walls of Volterra. Built between the 4th and 3rd centuries BC, it has come down to us in all its grandeur. The peculiarity of the construction lies in the use of stones, which are characterized by the three different colors based on the type of rock used: yellow for the supporting structure, gray for the arch and darker for the three mysterious heads. These figures are what has always made the door fascinating: in fact, there are many legends and attributions concerning them.
Its history, which has seen it the scene of disparate clashes, certainly contributes to giving it that magical aura that has spanned the centuries. A siege scene is already represented in an urn from the 1st century BC, which we can see today at the Guarnacci Etruscan Museum.
But the gate was seen in danger even during World War II. Hearing the imminent arrival of the allies, German troops threatened to blow it up. The inhabitants of the place, although aware that with their gesture they would have delayed the liberation of the city, in one night they completely walled it up using the pavement and, with this courageous action, saved it. Some tombstones commemorate the event.
The hazy marshland beauty of this sim....which of course I forgot to grab a location link of to share...is just so fabulous. And this new dress from Bauhaus, like every dress from the amazing Bauhaus, is also fabulous. I was playing dress up late last night and then I decided to scamper about and explore for a bit before drifting to real life dreamland. And I decided to do a photo. In a goth glam dress. In a field. With my lil Jack Russell terrier. And a birdy on my head...who clearly confused my hairdo with a bird’s nest. Sometimes, I can find SL a bit depressing. And sometimes, when all of these disparate elements jump into my imagination and computer screen at the same crazy time, I truly laugh...and I love it! I certainly didn’t plan to wear a pink and black dress and then go to this sim and take this precise photo, but I was sleepy, and I didn’t wanna change outfits when inspiration struck! I love SL, I hate SL, I love SL.... 🐶😊 🐦
Je n'ai jamais vu autant d'objets disparates. Il y en a des trèsors ici !
I never saw as many disparate objects. There are treasures of them here!
Nunca he visto tantos objetos dispares. ¡Allí tiene tesoros aquí!
Explore Feb 17, 2008 #273
Dendrocygna autumnalis
Tomball, Texas
The black-bellied whistling duck (Dendrocygna autumnalis), formerly called the black-bellied tree duck, is a whistling duck that breeds from the southernmost United States, Mexico, and tropical Central to south-central South America. In the US, it can be found year-round in peninsular Florida, parts of southeast Texas, coastal Alabama and seasonally in southeast Arizona, and Louisiana's Gulf Coast. It is a rare breeder in such disparate locations as Arkansas, Georgia, Tennessee, and South Carolina, though it is now a common breeder in parts of central Florida. There is a large population of several hundred that winter each year in Audubon Park in uptown New Orleans, Louisiana. Since it is one of only two whistling duck species native to North America, it is occasionally just known as the "whistling duck" or "Mexican squealer" in the southern USA.
in deep winter
the world leans together
clouds, ice, trees, shed
a single crystalline expression of cold
disparate instruments
singing
together
by SteveB in Denver
Thank you Steve! It's a beautiful poem!
In Explore.
This series of photos continues to show my fascination with misty scenes, all four were taken the same morning, but of disparate landscapes.
This second image is looking across the forested Brecon hilltops, it is a two shot pano.
The distance traveled by car from the first to last shot is about 13 miles (although they are all much, much closer as the crow flies) and took 86 minutes, you just have to love the Brecon Beacons!
In Explore.
This series of photos continues to show my fascination with misty scenes, all four were taken the same morning, but of disparate landscapes.
In this fourth and last image, even though the sun has been up for hours, it has only just cleared the mountain opposite and is finally burning off the last of the mist at Talybont Reservoir, the lake itself is still in shadow.
The distance traveled by car from the first to last shot is about 13 miles (although they are all much, much closer as the crow flies) and took 86 minutes, you just have to love the Brecon Beacons!
In Explore.
This next series of photos continues to show my fascination with misty scenes, all four were taken the same morning, but of disparate landscapes.
This first is a boggy valley bottom, then there will be a hilltop forest treeline, followed by level pastureland and a lakeside scene to finish.
The distance traveled by car from the first to last shot is about 13 miles (although they are all much, much closer as the crow flies) and took 86 minutes, you just have to love the Brecon Beacons!
Lymantria dispar, appelé le Bombyx disparate sous sa forme imago ou la Spongieuse sous sa forme chenille, est une espèce d'insectes lépidoptères (papillons) de la famille des Lymantriidae (ou des Erebidae selon les classifications).
Cet insecte est considéré comme un ravageur des forêts de feuillus, notamment les chênaies, dans l'hémisphère nord. Les dégâts sont dus aux chenilles qui se nourrissent des feuilles de nombreuses essences d'arbres. C'est une espèce envahissante en Amérique du Nord
Title by Sister Sledge - 1979
A Karen family in Chiang Rai.
Wikipedia: The Karen, also known as the Kayin, Kariang or Kawthoolese, are an ethnolinguistic group of Sino-Tibetan language–speaking peoples. The group as a whole is heterogeneous and disparate as many Karen ethnic groups do not associate or identify with each other culturally or linguistically. These Karen groups reside primarily in Kayin State, southern and southeastern Myanmar. The Karen, approximately five million people, account for approximately seven percent of the Burmese population. Many Karen have migrated to Thailand, having settled mostly on the Myanmar–Thailand border. A few Karen have settled in the Andaman and Nicobar Islands, India, and other Southeast Asian and East Asian countries.
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In Explore.
This series of photos continues to show my fascination with misty scenes, all four were taken the same morning, but of disparate landscapes.
This third image is of a level farmer's field and although it is one of the earlier shots, the mist has almost cleared.
The distance traveled by car from the first to last shot is about 13 miles (although they are all much, much closer as the crow flies) and took 86 minutes, you just have to love the Brecon Beacons!
Vallee l'Ibie, Lagorce, Ardèche, France
Order : Coleoptera
Family : Carabidae
Sub-Family : Carabinae
Genus : Calosoma
Species : Calosoma sycophanta
These guys were having a ball recently as there were so many Bombyx disparate (L.dispar) caterpillars around. They are one of the favourite meals for both the larvae and adult beetles.
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All my insect pics are single, handheld shots of live insects in wild situations.
Silent Party, a club full of headphones
Everyone lost in their choice of music, heavy rhythms, slow songs
Switching between DJs and differents tunes with a flick of the thumb
Laughs, drinks, pointed fingers, more laughs, more drinks
An endless sea of bodies moving along disparate tunes, strangely all in sync
What a peculiar sight, what a great night
Suddenly, brown eyes meet amber ones across the room and the whole world becomes still
A slight smile, greedy irises that can't look away anymore
Blushing cheeks, a shy smile, and a bitten lip as an answer
Feet carrying my clueless body next to you before I even realize it
Moving swiftly between the dancing bodies like they aren't there anymore
Gravity is pulling me close to you, drowning in your gaze
My hand on your shoulder, I'm now tip toeing and moving your headset away, barely, just enough
Getting even closer, my hair caressing your cheek, close enough to whisper in your ears words you inspired that I don't control
You know which strings
You know all my favorite melodies
Anyone can play a song
But Darling, you
You make me dance
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I'm not sure what this bird is doing, but he's managed to find a few disparate objects from my inventory to place on this little console table! As always, items from new events, old events and just things i love to play with.
+Half-Deer+ The Mad Scientist's Bird - Iron-Yellow
+Half-Deer+ Grass Rug - Golden - Circle
TIS Fluorescent Lights - Scaled and modified to tree shape
Action Pumpkanz Keke
Action Pumpkanz Jack
Cube Republic Antler Fern
Heart - Witchwood - Horsetail1
[ContraptioN] Decor: Gauthier's Magic Star Jar
[ContraptioN] Decor: Eccentric's Curios Reflector A
[ContraptioN] Decor: Eccentric's Curios Reflector B
MudHoney Rae Console Table
22769 - Box with Tools - COMMON
Kalopsia - Wire Lamp (Bronze)
Valee l'Ibie, Lagorce, Ardèche, France
Order : Lepidoptera
Family : Erebidae
Sub-Family : Lymantriinae
Genus : Lymantria
Species : Lymantria dispar
If you are interested to know much more about this species I have just posted an in-depth article with many more photos of all its life stages on my website. Click here to take you directly to the article - bugs-alive.blogspot.com
All my insect pics are single, handheld macros of live insects in wild situations.
Last year, some of my works looked more than 10,000 times. I hope in the New 2020 we have this figure will be 100,000! I wish everyone to increase everything by 10 times! You never know where the path will lead you!
I like the potential that was 20 years ago in the first CCD cameras! Despite the simplicity, these tools outlived their later brethren! And not only in time ...
Ω, ω (name: omega, Greek ωμέγα) is the 24th letter of the Greek alphabet. In the system of the Greek alphabetical record of numbers, it has a numerical value of 800. From the letter “omega” originated the Cyrillic letter Ѡ, known as “from” and “omega”. In ancient Greek, omega meant a long sound [oː], while an omicron (ο) meant a brief [o]. The ancient Greek name "ὦ μέγα" means "" about "big" (o-mega) - as opposed to "small" about ", that is, the letter omicron. In modern Greek omega and omicron are read the same.
In a figurative sense, omega, as the last letter of the alphabet, often means the extreme limit, the end of something.
What am I doing this for?
I like this game and glide along the wave while waiting for the moment ...
What are the motives?
1Real: I live when I watch the process!
2 That sounds good:
Investing in yourself.
What skills should I develop?
Hone work style
Mastery of composition
How to do it
Own experience
Information (Books
Video)
Communication with like-minded people
How much time to spend
Communication is the key!
Goals and values.
Contempt for public values
Reliance on personal values (straight across Nietzsche)
How to identify them?
What makes me get up in the morning?
What is most important to me both in life and in business?
Liberty. New Horizons. Amazing world. New people.
What am I really aiming for?
All this as a filter of perception for ease of achieving the goal !!!!
It is important to do what I consider important and to do so until the goal is achieved!
Believe in yourself!
Never question your honesty. Say what I think!
Take your features and use them!
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Hypothesis
In order for any science to budge, so that its expansion becomes more perfect, hypotheses are necessary in the same way as testimony of experience and observation. What the observer collected with accuracy and thoroughness, and the comparison in his mind somehow arranged, the philosopher unites all this with one point of view, connects it into one, and creates in this way the opportunity to examine and use everything. Let such a theory, such a hypothesis be only fiction, but it nevertheless brings enough benefit. She teaches us to see individual things in communication, distant things in the neighborhood. Only in this way do knowledge gaps become apparent. Known relationships are found that are not explained by them. This is what attracts attention, makes you trace those points that are the most interesting just because they reveal completely new sides. But most importantly, the hypothesis elevates the soul
and returns her elasticity, as if stolen from her by separate disparate data of experience. The hypothesis in the doctrine of nature is the same as in morality, belief in God, in all - the immortality of the soul. These sublime feelings combine everything that is generally good in a person, elevate him above himself and lead him beyond the point to which he would have come without these feelings. 1790 Goethe
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1. Taking pictures a tool (camera), not a photographer.
2. The choice of tool limits the possibilities.
3. Experience allows him (instrument) less and less to limit their capabilities.
4. The ability to see is given only when the observer allows ...
5. The moment of observation is the real find ...
6. Training and mastering it defies. Training leads to poor imitations of the original.
7. Often the result should ripen, like wine. Although time is the understanding of the mind, therefore it is very speculative.
8. The meaning of all this is the process!
9. Let it be!
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#15 in the Window Worlds Series
Glass addition on top of the Hotel Julian, 168 N. Michigan Ave
I believe that the architects who planned the addition on top of the old hotel Julian on Michigan Avenue had anticipated and intended for the modern limestone building across the street to be reflected in the Hotel's (very contemporary) glass addition. The reflections were considered an important element of the project during the planning of this incredibly creative (and I think very successful) addition. The modern addition takes up the unusual angles of the original windows, continuing the facade's lines all the way to the top. I think that's what makes the addition such a success, despite the disparate style.
A simple, yet very effective solution, as limestone reflected from a building across the street remains visible in the reflections in the glass. The reflections slowly fade toward the very top, only then revealing the glass.
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At Tranquille looking toward Mt. Peter and Mt. Paul
As I took this shot I was struck by the thought that this was like two disparate worlds -- the cool pastels of the snow-capped mountains and the warm, earthy vegetation at Tranquille.
Gracias Sopa, por tu inteligencia, intelectaulidad y claridad
Gracias Pipi, por tu disparate, tu alegria, tu espontaneidad
Gracias Panchis por tu sensibilidad, tu sentimentalismo, tu dulzura
Gracias Ara, por tu racionalidad, tu sinceridad, tu criterio
(Falta Ara, que saco la foto!!!)
Fort Wayne Indiana is home to the most Burmese outside of Burma. His name isn't Karen but the ethnic group he identifies with. He was on break from a back breaking job working in a foundry for 12 bucks an hour. Indiana is "welcoming" of immigrants if they work in meat processing and other low paying and dangerous jobs.
The Karen, also known as the Kayin, Kariang or Kawthoolese, are an ethnolinguistic group of Sino-Tibetan language–speaking peoples. The group as a whole is heterogeneous and disparate as many Karen ethnic groups do not associate or identify with each other culturally or linguistically.
Great orange-tip
(please read the description under the first picture of this series). Montreal, Quebec, Canada.
Grande piéride disparate
(lire la description sous la première photographie de cette série). A Montréal, Québec, Canada.
Don't look ahead, there's stormy weather
Another roadblock in our way
But if we go, we go together
Our hands are tied here if we stay
Oh, we said our dreams will carry us
And if they don't fly, we will run
Now we push right past to find out
Oh, how to win what they all lost
Oh-ah, oh-ah
We know now we want more
Oh-ah, oh-ah
A life worth fighting for
Oh-ah, oh-ah
We know now we want more
Oh-ah, oh-ah
A life worth fighting for
Santigold - Disparate Youth youtu.be/mIMMZQJ1H6E
Too good to throw away, and really too bad to be posting, but how often do I get two birds species in one frame? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Why always the same hands? Okay, I'll tell you: twice plus this.
I remember taking the photo. The female Mourning Dove was actually "pestering" the male Acorn Woodpecker. That was in 2012. Today, that would be ground for a claim of harassment. I'm sure a couple of hundred lawyers would take the case (wouldn't you? A woodpecker walks into your office and claims - in English - that he's being harassed by a dove!) Meanwhile, three courts in San Francisco agree to hear the case. Wadda world!
I actually have one photo with these two and a Western Bluebird. Unfortunately, they are all perched on the watering trough, a great place to photograph birds when you're in a deep drought and the temperature that afternoon was over 100°.
For your entertaiunment, a not-too-good, not-too-bad image of two like-minded, but totally disparate species of birds. Enjoy. Make up your own dialogue.
Lucerne City Centre, Switzerland - August 2014
"A map does not just chart, it unlocks and formulates meaning; it forms bridges between here and there, between disparate ideas that we did not know were previously connected." - Reif Larsen
The St. Stephen’s Cathedral of today was built in 1682, but the original version of the church had already burned to the ground by 1662, taking with it the parish’s first organ.
As is the case for most of the world’s giant organs, the organ at St. Stephen’s took shape gradually over the course of centuries. The contemporary version consists of five separate organs in varying tonal styles amounting to 17,774 pipes, 223 registers, and four chimes. Each portion of the organ was built separately, possesses its own unique tone, and can be played as a standalone instrument by way of its own console.
The obvious centerpiece of the cathedral is the main organ, being the largest of the five with a stunning case built in 1733. A tiny Echo Organ in the middle nave vault section of the church is more demure in its charms, compensating for its modest size by producing sound through the “Heiliggeistloch” (or Holy Ghost opening) in the ceiling.
A lone, general console found in the western loft unites these disparate musical instruments into a single organ unlike any other in Europe. From this seat, a master organist can play all five organs individually or as one giant Franken-organ.
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I enjoy photographing the City of London office building at 1 Coleman St as the facetted facade always looks different whatever the weather conditions. For example, when I took this it was overcast so contrast is reduced and the colours are more muted.
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From the RIBA website : "One Coleman Street is a new 235,000 sq ft office building for Legal and General in the City of London completed in 2007. The scheme set out to unite the disparate urban context of the eastern end of London Wall and Coleman Street by re-establishing its street wall, and through the creation of a new garden on the southern side.
The facade utilises polished pre-cast concrete cladding panels configured in a geometric arrangement expressed through a series of interlocking and alternating triangulated surfaces. The fenestration is set at an angle, creating a robustly modelled surface running around the curvature of the building. The directional geometry with alternate floors arranged in the opposite direction is resolved by the triangulation of the spandrel."
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Another long exposure from Margate. With this one I was enjoying all the little disparate objects in the distance.
NAPOLI
Chi ha visto la foto che ho pubblicato ieri sa già dove ci troviamo.
La maschera napoletana del Teatro dell'Arte per antonomasia è Pulcinella. Incarna la plebe napoletana, l'uomo più semplice, quello che nella scala sociale occupa l’ultimo posto, l'uomo che pur conscio dei propri problemi riesce sempre a venirne fuori con un sorriso.
Egli è chiamato a rappresentare l’anima del popolo e i suoi istinti primitivi, appare quasi sempre in contraddizione, tanto da non avere dei tratti fissi: è ricco o povero, si adatta a fare tutti i mestieri oltre al servo fedele eccolo fornaio, oste, contadino, ladro e venditore di intrugli miracolosi, è prepotente o codardo, e talvolta presenta l’uno e l’altro tratto contemporaneamente prendendosi gioco dei potenti.
La qualità che contraddistingue meglio Pulcinella è la sua furbizia, ed è proprio con la sua proverbiale furbizia che egli riesce a trovare la capacità di risolvere i problemi più disparati che gli si parano davanti sempre però in favore dei più deboli a discapito dei potenti.
Altra sua famosa caratteristica è quella di non riuscire mai a stare zitto e da ciò nasce l’espressione “segreto di pulcinella” cioè qualcosa che tutti sanno. (Wikipedia)
Anyone who saw the photo I posted yesterday already knows where we are.
The Neapolitan mask of the Teatro dell'Arte par excellence is Pulcinella. He embodies the Neapolitan plebs, the simplest man, the one who occupies the last place on the social scale, the man who, although aware of his problems, always manages to come out of them with a smile. He is called to represent the soul of the people and its primitive instincts, he almost always appears in contradiction, so much so that he does not have fixed traits: he is rich or poor, he adapts to all trades in addition to being a faithful servant, here he is a baker, innkeeper, farmer, thief and seller of miraculous concoctions, he is bully or cowardly, and sometimes exhibits both traits simultaneously making fun of the powerful. The quality that best distinguishes Pulcinella is his shrewdness, and it is precisely with his proverbial shrewdness that he manages to find the ability to solve the most disparate problems that confront him, always in favor of the weakest at the expense of the powerful. Another of his famous characteristics is that of never being able to shut up and from this comes the expression "secret of Pulcinella" that is something that everyone knows. (Wikipedia)
My two daughters Lilly and Isabelle. Each of them a wonderful human beeing on its own way. Disparate and very close connected at the same time. Thank You for being You.
Meine beiden Töchter Lilly und Isabelle. Jeder auf seine Weise ein wundervoller Mensch. In Ihrem Wesen Grund verschieden und gleichzeitig ganz eng miteinander verbunden. Danke, dass es Euch gibt.
Holiday 2023 Spanje / Portugal
Lymantria dispar
E: Caterpillar of the Gypsy moth or the spongy moth
D: Raupe des Schwammspinner
F: Chenille de Bombyx disparate ou Spongieuse
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Big Creek Trail, Olympic National Forest, Washington
Confluence
...of creeks
...of thoughts
...of all the disparate pieces of life
United-States, California
Instrument of the West conquest, the train converted wild and disparate territories into a whole unified country, " United-States".Iin the 19th century people had only one alternative horse or train. The train impose itself to Americans as a symbol and instrument of what they value most: freedom.
United-States, California
Instrument of the West conquest, the train converted wild and disparate territories into a whole unified country, " United-States".Iin the 19th century people had only one alternative horse or train. The train impose itself to Americans as a symbol and instrument of what they value most: freedom.
United-States, California
Instrument of the West conquest, the train converted wild and disparate territories into a whole unified country, " United-States".Iin the 19th century people had only one alternative horse or train. The train impose itself to Americans as a symbol and instrument of what they value most: freedom.
Sometimes when you round the corner, it’s just the visual sernedipity of it all, a random jumble of disparate elements slammed against each other in just a certain way, and in just a certain light, of course, that conspire to catch the eye. Photographed at golden hour in Toronto, minutes before sunset on February 8, 2022. Processed in PS.
Happy Thanksgiving to all! Though we in America celebrate Thanksgiving to commemorate an event where two very disparate peoples were brought together through hardship that the native people helped the visitors to survive. I feel thankful every day, and especially so as I wander through Gods great creation. Thanksgiving naturally fills my heart, and springs to my lips on my walks in the wilderness. I have been very fortunate in my life, never having a day of hunger, so I have much to be grateful for. I think that there are two elements to Thanksgiving, thanks, and giving. Thankful for what you have and giving to those who do not have. For it is more blessed to give than to receive.
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There are at least three major lineages of barn owl: the western barn owl of Europe, western Asia, and Africa, the eastern barn owl of southeastern Asia and Australasia, and the American barn owl of the Americas. Some taxonomic authorities classify barn owls differently, recognising up to five separate species, and further research needs to be done to resolve the disparate taxonomies. There is considerable variation of size and colour among the approximately 28 subspecies, but most are between 33 and 39 cm (13 and 15 in) in length, with wingspans ranging from 80 to 95 cm (31 to 37 in). The plumage on the head and back is a mottled shade of grey or brown; that on the underparts varies from white to brown and is sometimes speckled with dark markings. The face is characteristically heart-shaped and is white in most subspecies. This owl does not hoot, but utters an eerie, drawn-out screech.
The barn owl is nocturnal over most of its range, but in Great Britain and some Pacific Islands, it also hunts by day. Barn owls specialise in hunting animals on the ground, and nearly all of their food consists of small mammals, which they locate by sound, their hearing being very acute. The owls usually mate for life unless one of the pair is killed, whereupon a new pair bond may be formed. Breeding takes place at varying times of the year, according to the locality, with a clutch of eggs, averaging about four in number, being laid in a nest in a hollow tree, old building, or fissure in a cliff. The female does all the incubation, and she and the young chicks are reliant on the male for food. When large numbers of small prey are readily available, barn owl populations can expand rapidly, and globally the bird is considered to be of least conservation concern. Some subspecies with restricted ranges are more threatened.
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The gray treefrog (Dryophytes versicolor) is a species of small arboreal holarctic tree frog native to much of the eastern United States and southeastern Canada.
It is sometimes referred to as the eastern gray treefrog, northern gray treefrog, common gray treefrog, or tetraploid gray treefrog to distinguish it from its more southern, genetically disparate relative, Cope's gray treefrog.
As the scientific name implies, gray treefrogs are variable in color. This ability to vary their color provides them with the ability to camouflage themselves from gray to green or brown, depending on the environment around them. H. versicolor can change from nearly black to nearly white. They change color at a slower rate than a chameleon. A unique aspect of the appearance of gray treefrogs is that its legs feature a dark band-like pattern which then contrast sharply with the black-marked bright yellow or orange under the sides of its legs and arms. Dead gray treefrogs and ones in unnatural surroundings are predominantly gray. The female does not call however, the male does call. Female gray treefrogs are usually larger than their male counterparts. They are relatively small compared to other North American frog species, typically attaining no more than 1.5 to 2 in (3.8 to 5.1 cm) in length. Their skin has a lumpy texture to it, giving them a warty appearance.
This species is virtually indistinguishable from Cope's gray treefrog, the only readily noticeable difference being that Cope's Gray treefrog has a shorter, faster call. This varies depending on the temperature, however, as the call rates of both gray treefrogs are temperature dependent. At lower temperatures, Cope's gray treefrog can have a call rate approximating that of the gray treefrog. This difference in calling can be heard, but it is best quantified by counting the number of pulses per second in their whistled trills. At usual temperatures, the gray treefrog has a pulse rate of 16 to 34 pulses per second, while Cope's gray treefrog has a pulse rate of 34 to 60 pulses per second. Even though there is potential for overlap, because of the temperature dependence of the pulse frequency the two species are easily distinguished where they occur together. At a given temperature, the pulse frequency for the gray treefrog is approximately 1/2 that of Cope's gray treefrog.
The gray treefrog also has 48 chromosomes (4n), and is sometimes referred to as the tetraploid gray treefrog in scientific literature. Cope's gray treefrog, or diploid gray treefrog, retained its 2n (24) original chromosome count. Hybridization between these species results in early mortality of many larvae, but some individuals survive to adulthood, but these individuals suffer from reduced fertility.
Both of these similar species have bright-yellow patches on their hind legs, which distinguishes them from other treefrogs, such as the bird-voiced tree frog. The bright patches are normally only visible while the frog is jumping. Both species of gray treefrogs are slightly sexually dimorphic. Males have black or gray throats, while the throats of the females are lighter.
Tadpoles have rounded bodies (as opposed to the more elongated bodies of stream species) with high, wide tails that can be colored red if predators are in the system. Metamorphosis can occur as quickly as two months with optimal conditions. During metamorphosis, the new froglets will almost always turn green for a day or two before changing to the more common gray. Young frogs will also sometimes maintain a light green color, only turning gray or darker green once adulthood is reached.
An odd chain of disparate events brought me to this abandoned house. It may sound redundant, but once again the universe led me to the exact right place and time. I've lost all track of how many times I've written that. I think part of it has to do with listening to my inner voice. Sometimes though I'm just not sure that voice is really my own.
Anyway the proverbial dominoes started tipping the night before and the next morning found me standing here, heart racing. As abandonments go around here, you really can't do better than century homes. To me the Victorian era was the height of architectural style. And finding abandoned houses from this era adds tremendously to the impact. It's like finding the proverbial haunted house from a film set. It's quite overwhelming to encounter something like this in real life. As luck would have it, my arrival coincided with the onset of a summer thunderstorm. The harsh July shadows softened under the clouds, and gusty winds provided animation for the tree branches.
Encounters such as this are never routine for me no matter how often they are repeated. I feel an adrenaline surge, raw excitement not only about the discovery and being here to witness it. But also from the creative standpoint of being able to capture it. And not merely from a documentary viewpoint. Rather an artistic one that will capture not just the physical appearance but the mood and atmosphere as well. My fingers spin the wheels on the camera as I bracket exposures and adjust composition. It's amazing how automatic all of this has become. My attention is centered on the house and the overall scene. I love how the house is largely suggested rather than revealed. The overgrowth is divine. That shadowy porch hints at the darkness that lies within. It's the ultimate dichotomy of beauty arising from utter, forlorn sadness. The house may be dead, but I never felt more alive.