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Town Hall - the first building of the fourteenth century, it was probably a wooden structure. During the great fire in 1541, was destroyed and rebuilt in the shape of a two-storey building with two towers. In the nineteenth century it was rebuilt: In 1827, pulled down one of the towers - north. The elevation developed in neostylowych forms referring to the Gothic and Renaissance, tower crowned with crenellations. In the basement are oldest preserved elements - stone and brick barrel vaults: cross-ribbed and starry.
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Ratusz – pierwsza budowla z XIV wieku, była to budowla zapewne drewniana. W czasie wielkiego pożaru miasta w 1541 r. uległ zniszczeniu, odbudowany w kształcie budynku dwukondygnacyjnego z dwiema wieżami. W XIX wieku został przebudowywany: W 1827 r. rozebrano jedną z wież – północną. Elewację opracowano w neostylowych formach nawiązujących do gotyku i renesansu, wieżę zwieńczono krenelażem. W piwnicach zachowały się najstarsze elementy – kamienne sklepienia beczkowe oraz ceglane: krzyżowo-żebrowe i gwiaździste.
Nah, not yet.
It's the edge of a pocket on a pair of my old blue jeans. I wouldn't wear them in public, but they're comfy, and they're still fine for wearing around the house. That way, I don't wear out my good jeans any faster than I have to; blue jeans don't last as long as they used to. The stitching is usually fine, as you see here, but the fabric develops holes...
Macro Mondays: "Stitch" theme
HMM
Taken in our garden at Bexhill-on-Sea, East Sussex this Spring.
Crocus (plural: crocuses or croci) is a genus of flowering plants in the iris family comprising 90 species of perennials growing from corms. Many are cultivated for their flowers appearing in autumn, winter, or spring. Crocuses are native to woodland, scrub, and meadows from sea level to alpine tundra in central and southern Europe, North Africa and the Middle East, on the islands of the Aegean, and across Central Asia to western China.
The name of the genus is derived from the Greek κρόκος (krokos). This, in turn, is probably a loan word from a Semitic language, related to Hebrew כרכום karkōm, Aramaic ܟܟܘܪܟܟܡܡܐ kurkama, and Arabic كركم kurkum, which mean "saffron" ( Crocus sativus), "saffron yellow" or turmeric (see Curcuma). The English name is a learned 16th-century adoption from the Latin, but Old English already had croh "saffron". The Classical Sanskrit कुङ्कुमं kunkumam "saffron" (Sushruta Samhita) is presumably also from the Semitic word.
Cultivation and harvesting of Crocus sativus for saffron was first documented in the Mediterranean, notably on the island of Crete. Frescos showing them are found at the Knossos site on Crete, as well as from the comparably aged Akrotiri site on Santorini.
The first crocus seen in the Netherlands, where crocus species are not native, were from corms brought back in the 1560s from Constantinople by the Holy Roman Emperor's ambassador to the Sublime Porte, Ogier Ghiselin de Busbecq. A few corms were forwarded to Carolus Clusius at the botanical garden in Leiden. By 1620, the approximate date of Ambrosius Bosschaert's painting (illustration, below), new garden varieties had been developed, such as the cream-colored crocus feathered with bronze at the base of the bouquet, similar to varieties still on the market. Bosschaert, working from a preparatory drawing to paint his composed piece spanning the whole of spring, exaggerated the crocus so that it passes for a tulip, but its narrow, grass-like leaves give it away.
For further information please visit en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crocus
An old windmill at Thorney, now a private house. I stopped to take a photo and was rather glad of the gate that you can see. A good photo for showcasing the sharpness of the Skopar lens if you click in and zoom.
Voigtlander Bessa folding camera from 1937
Skopar 105 mm f/4.5 lens
Kodak TMax 400 film
Lab develop & scan
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Eurasian Jay (Garrulus glandarius)
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THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO: MY LONG AND ARDUOUS JOURNEY TO BIRD PHOTOGRAPHY
If you've set yourself the challenge of exclusively shooting the wildlife in your own back yard, you might find - as I did - that bird photography is really, really hard.
It's not that reptiles are easy to photograph either, mind - but at least the ones in my garden stay (for the most part) on the ground, and one can learn how to carefully approach them with a camera. They're also clearly egoists, which from a photographer's point of view is is a great character trait: if a lizard detects a human in its vicinity, it's only interested in saving its own skin, and it won't alarm its buddies.
But birds... oh man. Over the years, my feathered friends and I have developed a lovely routine that now defines our peaceful co-existence. As soon as I as much as open a window (let alone the door), I'm instantly greeted by an eruption of panicky fluttering and hysterical shouts from my garden: "SAVE YOUR WOMEN AND CHILDREN AND FLY FOR YOUR LIVES: THE HAIRLESS, PINK MONSTER IS COMING!!! (Yes, I speak bird, and I know that this is exactly what they are shouting 😉).
Needless to say, with the exception of the redstart I already showed here, all my efforts to get the kind of detailed shots I usually strive for with my nature photography ended in complete failure and utter disillusionment. I was ready to give up on stalking the winged misanthropes in my garden altogether, but then winter came - and changed everything.
One day this past January I observed my neighbor Signora P - a kind, elderly Italian lady - putting something on the low garden wall in front of my house. At first I thought she was just putting some treat there for her cat Romeo; the young tom patrols that wall constantly (it's his favorite spot in the garden, and during the warmer months he usually lurks in the thick foliage next to it to prey on lizards).
But once I detected a lot of movement on that wall through my window, I understood she had put a little pile of bread crumbs there; she was feeding the birds who soon arrived in flocks. This was certainly well-intended on my neighbor's part, but her noble action came with a catch, and I'm afraid quite literally.
When I took a stroll through my garden the next day I discovered a suspicious amount of feathers on the ground next to the wall. Romeo had apparently switched from his low-calorie summer diet (lizard) to more energy-rich meals consisting of "fowl" (it was winter after all, so from a nutritionist's point of view this made sense).
I would find fresh traces of Romeo's victims (mostly feathers, but also the odd wing) in my garden over the following days; so my first intuition that my neighbor was feeding her cat hadn't been that far off after all, as Romeo was now clearly being "served" fresh birds on a daily basis. And although the hungry visitors seemed to be aware of the danger and became slightly more prudent, they just couldn't resist the tasty snacks Signora P put on that wall - and neither could Romeo.
It was obvious that I had to act, but talking to my neighbor - who is as stubborn as she is kind - would have been futile, I knew that much. I pondered the matter long and hard - until a light bulb went off in my head. The idea was genius. If successful, what I had in mind would not only increase the birds' chances of surviving Romeo's appetite, but also greatly benefit my own photographic endeavors.
I started to enact my master plan the very next day by buying a giant bag of bird feed (consisting mainly of sunflower seeds) from the store. Then I dragged a huge piece of a tree trunk (approx. 120 cm in height) that we normally chop firewood on in the shed out into the garden and emptied almost half of the bag's content on top of it. Signora P's buffet for birds (and cats) was about to get some serious competition 😊.
My reasoning was as follows: not only would the birds be lured away from the fatally low garden wall to a place where they were safe from the cat - there was nothing around that tree trunk that provided cover for a predator, and the birds had a nice 360° view around it at all times - but I was also able to photograph them while hiding in the shed.
However, in order for my plan to work there was one little extra measure I had to take, and it was one that risked lowering my own life expectancy considerably once the owner of the property - my mom - discovered it. You see, our shed is completely windowless, so if I wanted to use it as a blind, I had no choice but to cut a hole into one of its wooden walls... which I promptly did (I figured all's fair in love - and photography 😉).
Granted, I have absolutely zero carpentering skills, and it showed. That hole was an ugly mess: the shed's wall seemed to have had an encounter with Jack Nicholson's ax-wielding lunatic character from the film 'The Shining'. Needless to say, I was incredibly proud of my work (I mean, come on: there now was a hole where before there wasn't a hole, and it was big enough for the lens of my camera to peek through, so it was mission accomplished as far as I was concerned).
Now all I had to do was wait for the birds to discover the tree trunk. In the meantime I started to mentally prepare myself for the inevitable confrontation with my mom and go through possible explanations for that splintering hole in the wall (it was either gonna be a rabid woodpecker attack or an emergency rescue mission with a feeding tube for a little kid that had accidentally locked himself inside the shed - both seemed valid options, though I slightly preferred the locked-in kid due to the involved drama and heroism 😉).
A whole day went by, and not a single bird visited the sunflower seeds. I had expected that it might take a few hours until the first of the ever curious great tits or blue tits would show up, but given how tiny my garden is, an entire day seemed excessive. Then another day came and went: the birds kept flocking to the bread crumbs on the wall, and my tree trunk kept collecting dust. To add injury to insult, a few fresh feathers on the ground were proof that Romeo was still feasting.
It was incredibly frustrating: I provided my winged guests with a much better view - plus a higher chance of surviving the cuisine - than Signora P's place; I risked (almost) certain death at the hands of my own mother (OK, the act of vandalism on the shed I had committed for my own benefit, but still), yet the birds kept ignoring me.
Then, after three days, just before sunset, I spotted a single blue tit on the tree trunk picking away at the sunflower seeds.
When I got up the next morning I immediately realized that the loud noise that accompanies each and every tit activity had shifted from the wall to the shed. At last the dam had broken: there was a flurry of movement around the tree trunk, and I counted at least 5 different species of birds feasting on the sunflower seeds.
From day 4 onward my plan worked beautifully: the birds now indeed mostly ignored Romeo's "snack wall" and kept to the tree trunk. And yes, I was able to play peeping tom from behind the shed's wall and photograph them!! 😊
Thus, dear readers, I finally managed to produce some acceptable bird photos, and I had even saved my feathered friends from a deadly foe in the process. All through winter and spring I took advantage of my new bird hide, and in late May I started mixing some cherries with the sunflower seeds. The idea was to attract a Eurasian jay (Garrulus glandarius), and as you can see, it worked!
It took me almost three weeks and more than a few tricks to capture that clever fella, but given how long I've been rambling here already, that's a story for another day. As for my mom, she still doesn't know about the hole in the wall, so please don't snitch! 😉.
I hope you like the photo and wish you all a wonderful weekend! Many greetings from Switzerland, and as always: let me know what you think in the comments 🙏 😊 ❤!
P.S. if anyone has their own funny tale about the obstacles we photographers are prepared to overcome for a desired photo, please write it in the comments: I love such stories 😊
Well, today I learned not to mix too many light sources. A red background with a bluish foreground light makes for very muddy colors. I appreciate digital cameras but wish I had the opportunity to learn how to develop film in a dark room. I stumbled across these negatives the other day and knew that I had to use them in some way.
Great Egrets develop fancy plumes when they are in breeding plumage and seem to be quite famous for that but their lores also change color from yellow to a lime green and the top mandible turning very dark. With the lores being so colorful during courtship the eyes seem to look even paler than normal.
Fish are a dietary staple, but great egrets use similar techniques to eat amphibians, reptiles, mice, and other small animals. These birds nest in trees, near water and gather in groups called colonies, which may include other heron or egret species.
I found this one in the early stages of changing to the breeding colors and plumage along Joe Overstreet Road as it was catching a Catfish for breakfast.
A red white and blue tulip photographed at Reiman Gardens in Ames, Iowa.
Developed with Darktable 3.6.0.
Dunes, Blowing Dust. © Copyright 2023 G Dan Mitchell.
A late-afternoon spring dust storm sweeps across sand dunes, Death Valley National Park.
This was a wild scene. By late afternoon it was clear that high winds and blowing dust were on their way. We hunkered down for a while and ate an early dinner while waiting to see what would develop. The winds continued to build and the sand and dust were heading more and more in our direction. These conditions are both compelling and extremely uncomfortable, but my desire to photograph overcame my common sense and I headed out.
Since the winds were blowing from to my left and a bit behind me, I decided to head to an elevated spot where I would at least not be directly the blowing sand. From this location I could look down and across the dunes and the clouds of sand sweeping across them. The wind was still a problem, a big problem actually. It was blowing so hard that even my relatively stout tripod was useless, so I leaned against a fixed object, raised the shutter speed, turned on image-stabilization and hoped for the best. It was literally impossible to hold the camera steady, so I resorted to timing my exposures for brief moments when things at least slowed down a little bit.
G Dan Mitchell is a California photographer and visual opportunist. His book, “California’s Fall Color: A Photographer’s Guide to Autumn in the Sierra” is available from Heyday Books, Amazon, and directly from G Dan Mitchell.
Windmills have become part of the Canarian landscape, silent witnesses of a past in which they played an important role in the economy of the islands. In the case of Fuerteventura, they existed profusely because this typology is developed mainly in arid or desert regions, taking the wind as a source of energy, to make up for the lack of water currents. To this contributed the almost permanent presence of air currents in the islands and the orography of the island, characterized by vast plains only "interrupted" by these peculiar constructions.
Their typologies are made up of two very different types, but one of them predominates numerically. The most abundant is defined by an architectural structure of flat circular plant, with truncated cone shape made of masonry, topped by an irregular conical or pyramidal wooden roof of which one of its parts is open to give exit to the axis of the blades. The interior is divided into two floors, with access to the upper floor by an interior staircase, in some cases, or exterior, in others. The other typology, of which there are fewer examples, is defined by a quadrangular building, on which rises a tower made with a framework of wooden railings, which supports the blades. In the center of the tower descends an axis that connects the gearing of the blades with the stones.
La Oliva, Fuerteventura, Islas Canarias
Cromford Mill, Cromford, Derbyshire
Cromford Mill is the world's first water-powered cotton spinning mill, developed by Richard Arkwright in 1771 in Cromford, Derbyshire, England. The mill structure is classified as a Grade I listed building. It is now the centrepiece of the Derwent Valley Mills UNESCO World Heritage Site,.
Knossos (alternative spellings Knossus, Cnossus, Greek Κνωσός, pronounced [knoˈsos]) is the largest Bronze Age archaeological site on Crete and considered as Europe's oldest city.
The name Knossos survives from ancient Greek references to the major city of Crete. The identification of Knossos with the Bronze Age site is supported by tradition and by the Roman coins that were scattered over the fields surrounding the pre-excavation site, then a large mound named Kephala Hill, elevation 85 m (279 ft) from current sea level. Many of them were inscribed with Knosion or Knos on the obverse and an image of a Minotaur or Labyrinth on the reverse, both symbols deriving from the myth of King Minos, supposed to have reigned from Knossos.[5] The coins came from the Roman settlement of Colonia Julia Nobilis Cnossus, a Roman colony placed just to the north of, and politically including, Kephala. The Romans believed they had colonized Knossos.[6] After excavation, the discovery of the Linear B tablets, and the decipherment of Linear B by Michael Ventris, the identification was confirmed by the reference to an administrative center, ko-no-so, Mycenaean Greek Knosos, undoubtedly the palace complex. The palace was built over a Neolithic town. During the Bronze Age, the town surrounded the hill on which the palace was built.
The palace was excavated and partially restored under the direction of Arthur Evans in the earliest years of the 20th century. Its size far exceeded his original expectations, as did the discovery of two ancient scripts, which he termed Linear A and Linear B, to distinguish their writing from the pictographs also present. From the layering of the palace Evans developed de novo an archaeological concept of the civilization that used it, which he called Minoan, following the pre-existing custom of labelling all objects from the location Minoan.
The site of Knossos was discovered in 1878 by Minos Kalokairinos. The excavations in Knossos began in 1900 by the English archaeologist Sir Arthur Evans (1851–1941) and his team, and continued for 35 years. Its size far exceeded his original expectations, as did the discovery of two ancient scripts, which he termed Linear A and Linear B, to distinguish their writing from the pictographs also present. From the layering of the palace Evans developed an archaeological concept of the civilization that used it, which he called Minoan, following the pre-existing custom of labelling all objects from the location Minoan.
Since their discovery, the ruins have undergone a history of their own, from excavation by renowned archaeologists, education and tourism, to occupation as a headquarters by governments warring over the control of the eastern Mediterranean in two world wars. This site history is to be distinguished from the ancient.
Another negative that has been rescanned and reprocessed to produce an improved result. The original image, uploaded seven years ago, has been deleted.
The shot was taken at Hartlepool while on a week-long Eastern Region Railrover ticket, and features class 37 unit 37160 hauling a rake of COVHOPS, possibly carrying lime destined for the nearby Steetley Works from Thrislington or Coxhoe Quarry.
Above the loco can be seen the floodlights of the Victoria Ground, home of Hartlepool United FC and, to the left of that, is the dog track - now demolished and replaced by a Morrisons food store. The signal box is just visible through the girders of the barn-like structure on the right.
In the brake van the Guard has his coat hung up, and he's no doubt thinking about the imminent arrival and any tasks he needs to perform before signing off.
The station and surroundings were looking pretty uncared for by this time, hardly unusual for the period. Even so, I suspect there would still be a queue to go back and take a few more snaps, should the opportunity ever come up!
Ilford FP4, rated at 95asa, developed in Acutol.
8th September 1976
Hasselblad 503CW
Carl Zeiss Planar 80mm/F2.8
Kodak Tmax 100
Develop
HC110 - 1+31 6.5mins
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Explored April 21, 2021
(Image taken recently with a B&W Analog roll film camera).
Very happy with the results from using Perceptol as the film developer. Was able to get almost no grain and high sharpness on my 35mm SLR. Great for printing large.
(Spanish): Muy contento con los resultados obtenidos al usar Perceptol como el revelador. La definition es estupenda y el grano casi no visible. Bueno para ampliaciones).
(Camera: Nikon N8008 + Nikon AF 24mm f/2.8 + Yellow filter).
(Analog Film: Kodak TMax 100 black & white Negative film).
(Technical Data: Develop on Perceptol @75°. Copy negative with a DSLR, then edit on Nik Collection Silver Effex Pro 2).
(Location: Palm Bluff Conservation Area, Osteen, Florida).
This image belong to my Album: Analog Photography.
Explored on April 21, 2021
A black-headed gull by the West Kirby marine lake well on the way to developing its summer plumage in late November!!
Yesterday I posted to Substack a bit of writing (and audio) about why we embrace the imperfections of film photography.
Few things exemplify that as much as expired film developed in ECN-2. Here, there's color shifts and probably some odd development quirks. There are white specks all over it as well, though I don't remember why.
I shot this in 2021 and developed it that autumn. I don't know why it took me this long to share it. Probably because of the specks and shifts.
These imperfections, well, looks like I haven't quite embraced them. But it's still kind of a cool photo. And a wonderful place.
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'Without a Rudder'
Camera: Mamiya RB67
Lens: Mamiya-Sekor 3.8/90mm
Film: Agfa XRS1000; x-1999
Process: DIY ECN-2
Wyoming
July 2021
Develop your senses- especially learn how to see. Realize that everything connects to everything else.
Il vit en Afrique du Sud-Est. dans la brousse, savane ou , abords des cours d'eau et mares.
En période de rut, le mâle dresse sa crinière pour parader devant une femelle.
Assez peu agile à la course (il atteint toutefois une vitesse de 48 km/h en pointe), il préfèrera le couvert d'une végétation dense.
Il est capable de sauter jusqu'à 2 mètres de haut.
Il peut se dresser sur ses pattes arrière pour atteindre sa nourriture.
Sa vue et son odorat sont bien développés, ainsi que son ouïe (comme en témoignent ses grandes oreilles).
Ils vivent le plus souvent en petites troupes de 8 à 16 individus composées d'un ou plusieurs mâles et/ou de femelles et de jeunes. Les mâles âgés sont solitaires.
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It lives in South-East Africa, in the bush, savannah or near rivers and ponds.
During the rut, the male raises his mane to parade in front of a female.
They are not very agile when running (although they can reach a top speed of 48 km/h) and prefer the cover of dense vegetation.
It is capable of jumping up to 2 metres high.
It can stand on its hind legs to reach its food.
They have a well-developed sense of sight and smell, as well as hearing (as evidenced by their large ears).
They usually live in small troops of 8 to 16 individuals consisting of one or more males and/or females and young. Older males are solitary
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Vive en el sureste de África, en el monte, la sabana o cerca de ríos y estanques.
Durante el celo, el macho levanta su melena para desfilar frente a una hembra.
No son muy ágiles al correr (aunque pueden alcanzar una velocidad máxima de 48 km/h) y prefieren la cobertura de la vegetación densa.
Es capaz de saltar hasta 2 metros de altura.
Puede pararse sobre sus patas traseras para alcanzar su comida.
Tienen un sentido de la vista y del olfato muy desarrollado, así como del oído (como demuestran sus grandes orejas).
Suelen vivir en pequeñas tropas de 8 a 16 individuos formadas por uno o más machos y/o hembras y crías. Los machos mayores son solitarios
First time I've trying Ferrania Orto 50. Shot in Saskatchewan with my Mamiya 7ii.
Somewhere in Saskatchewan, Canada
Mamiya 7ii
Ferrania Orto 50
Dev; Adox Rodinal
Developed and scanned at home
Photo information:
ISO: 200
Film type: 135
Film name: Rollei RPX 100
Developer: Adox Rodinal
Process: 20°C.
Developer dilution: 1+50
Developing time: 16'30"'
Agitation: in 20 sec every 1 min.
Camera: Exa 0
Lens: Tessar 2.8/50
Filter(s) used: no
Aperture: 11
Exposure time: 1/50
Focal length: 50
Scanner manufacturer: Epson Perfection V550 Photo.