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Red-cockaded Woodpecker

Picoides borealis

 

I went to Holly Shelter Game Lands looking to find one of these endangered woodpeckers for the first time. I had thought I had seen them before in GA, but after seeing them over a good period of time, I realized that this was indeed my first time seeing them. I saw at least one mated pair with a juvenile which was a bonus experience.

As we all know , and reading from the past stories the Firth of Clyde use to be a mega destination for big cod fishing . 50 years later on we Central Scotland Kayak Anglers decided to have a go , kayak fishing and exploring . A really short drive from the big city Glasgow , Glen , Paul and myself are about to launch a mini species attack .

Prior to the trip we managed a few ragworms , digging here and there , not many but just enough to keep us going .

Light tackle ready , little hooks and jig rubber lures ready we paddled towards , nothing really far . The weather is cool , no wind , overcast with rain threatening , total grey Scottish outlook .

My today’s plan is to add some fish species to my ever growing list . The tide is light and the fishing is about to begin . In 30 ft of water Paul’s fish finder is showing massive activity .

The fun begin with a succession of catches , going on all day . Little hook , little fish but the variety is great .

haddock then colley , dab and cod , poorcod too , then whitting and goldsinny wrasse , Already 7 species without even trying .

I then fancied the small fox spikey shad and smeared it with some dynamix Wand . A few cast later a small pollock swallowed the lure .

Getting broke twice on the light gear I knew something bigger was lurking below .

Hooking a small piece of ragworm on a small jig head was about to produce the good .The rod bent double and I knew I was into a good wrasse . I got the net ready for the ballan wrasse , a good specimen .

Glen was once again into some proper sport . Playing a soft prawn his rod went nearly over the side . I thought something was going to break . Big splash about ,cool action to watch and then Glen lifted up a Clyde pollock that size , at least a 4 pounder ! To say the least a massive surprise .

Fishing the clyde estuary is fun . The fish are there and if you decided to go light , go have some fun ! But do go light !

Having said that the Clyde is not dead , it just need a small improvement , like stopping the trawlers harvesting whatever is left , making it a great place to fish again with rods and lines .

As we all know , and reading from the past stories the Firth of Clyde use to be a mega destination for big cod fishing . 50 years later on we Central Scotland Kayak Anglers decided to have a go , kayak fishing and exploring . A really short drive from the big city Glasgow , Glen , Paul and myself are about to launch a mini species attack .

Prior to the trip we managed a few ragworms , digging here and there , not many but just enough to keep us going .

Light tackle ready , little hooks and jig rubber lures ready we paddled towards , nothing really far . The weather is cool , no wind , overcast with rain threatening , total grey Scottish outlook .

My today’s plan is to add some fish species to my ever growing list . The tide is light and the fishing is about to begin . In 30 ft of water Paul’s fish finder is showing massive activity .

The fun begin with a succession of catches , going on all day . Little hook , little fish but the variety is great .

haddock then colley , dab and cod , poorcod too , then whitting and goldsinny wrasse , Already 7 species without even trying .

I then fancied the small fox spikey shad and smeared it with some dynamix Wand . A few cast later a small pollock swallowed the lure .

Getting broke twice on the light gear I knew something bigger was lurking below .

Hooking a small piece of ragworm on a small jig head was about to produce the good .The rod bent double and I knew I was into a good wrasse . I got the net ready for the ballan wrasse , a good specimen .

Glen was once again into some proper sport . Playing a soft prawn his rod went nearly over the side . I thought something was going to break . Big splash about ,cool action to watch and then Glen lifted up a Clyde pollock that size , at least a 4 pounder ! To say the least a massive surprise .

Fishing the clyde estuary is fun . The fish are there and if you decided to go light , go have some fun ! But do go light !

Having said that the Clyde is not dead , it just need a small improvement , like stopping the trawlers harvesting whatever is left , making it a great place to fish again with rods and lines .

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Just spent the weekend at a beach house at Anderby Creek on the East coast of England. Woke up to a spectacular sunrise so rushed out to the beach with my Nikon D610, 16-35mm f/4 and tripod. Oh and the dog came with me too. I placed an orange grad filter over the lens and an exposure of 1/125 f/22. The Dog wanted to get involved more!

No cameras or photographers were injured in the making of this image.

Found this little number in a seldom visited closet. I really can't remember when I wore it last, other than to say it must have been long ago. Strangely, I suspect it fits better now than then. My dear wife washed it for me and, well, what you see is what you get!

Robert Hazelwood skiing at Lound Open 2014

Shot by Nikon D500 with Nikkor 200-500mm f/5.6 E lens.

Hee hee I love it when he gets mucky, means hes having fun!

Mother bear and cub digging for clams

Katmai National Park, Alaska

Flower - Greenwich Park, London, England - Saturday May 31st 2008.

 

This is dedicated to my wondeful friend & new teacher Amber, for teaching me how to use photoshop..lol...- see her wonderful images here.. www.flickr.com/photos/aswirly/ - Thanks for your help...the lessons have only just started..lol

Wishing her and all of you wonderful people a wonderful weekend...:O))))

Highway maintenance van, with rear doors reflection

Tulamba the forgotten heritage

Reference Archeological Survey of India (Volulme V) 04-11-2017

 

Tulamba is more than 2500 years old. People say that Tulamba was here even in the era of Noah. Tulamba faced many armies as it was in the way to famous Multan. The forces coming from North and West had to pass from Tulamba to go to Multan.On digging, five eras are discovered. The first era belongs to Moi tribe. The remaining four belong to Greek, Sasani, Budh, Hinduand Muslim civilizations. From Aplodots Sir Megas to Muhammad Ghauri, the coins of several governments were found here.

 

When Alexander the great invaded Indian Sub-Continent, he also came to Tulamba. In that time, Tulamba was ruled by Moi people. They were very brave and courageous, that's why Alexandar faced big difficulties here.The history of Muslims begins with Muhammad bin Qasim when he came to Tulamba in his way to Multan. The place from where he passed is now called Qasim Bazar.

 

Sher Shah Suri built a Fort right in the center of the city, whose boundary wall and some parts of the building are still present. The Girls High School and the offices of Town Committee are present in the Fort.

 

The ruins of older city are on a distance of one kilometre from the city. Though they are in a miserable condition due to rains and negligence, but their bricks are still visible. When Dr. Sayyed Zahid Ali Wasti visited Tulamba in 1967, he saw the ruins spread in the area of several miles. He saw a Fort with walls and a very high Tower. He saw a three thousand years old trench around the fort which was dig for the protection of the fort. He describes that walls were beautifully plastered with mud and floors were not solid. Yet most of his description is now unpredictable, because ruins are very much destroyed now.

The present town of Tulamba is said to have been built by Shujawa khan, son-in-law and Minster of Mahmud Langa of Multan, between A.D, 1510 and 1525. The old fortress, which had escaped the army of Timur, was situated upwards of one mile to the south of the modern town. It was upward of 1000 feet square, the outer rampart being about 200 feet thick and from 35 to 40 feet in height above the fields. Inside there is a clear space of 100 feet in width and 15 feet above the country, surrounding an inner fort upward of 400 feet square and 60 feet in height the level of the faussebraie. The eastern ramparts of the inner fort are still upwards of 50 feet in thickness. The whole was originally faced with brick walks, the traces of which still exist in the horizontal lines of the courses on the outer face of the ramparts, and in the numerous pieces of brick lying about in all direction. This strong, old fort is said to have been abandoned in consequence of a change in the course of the Ravi, which took a more northerly course, and thus cut of the old ramparts were then removed to build the wall of the new town, in which it is curious to see numerous carved and moulded bricks placed in various odd positons, sometimes singly, sometimes in lines of five or six and frequently upside down. The true name of the place is said to have been Kulamba, or Kulambha; but no meaning is assingmed to the name, and no reason is given for the change to Tulamba. Masson writes the name as Tulumba; but al the Muhammadan authors, from Sharf-ud-din downwards spell the name Tulamba, just as it is pronuced at the present day. The earliest notince of Tulamba that I am aware of is in Sharf-ud-din’s History of Timur, The town capitulated on terms which, as usual, were broken by Timur and his troops. “During the night the soldiers under pretence of making a search (for grain), marched towards the town, which they sacked and pillaged, burning all the houses , and even making the inhabitants slaves.”But the fort escaped. As its siege would have delayed Timur for some time, and he was imptietn to push on to Delhi.

In A.D. 1480, just one generation later, the unfortunate town of Tulamba again captitulated to a Muhammadan invader , Amire Shekh Ali, Governor of Kabul, under Shah Rokh. Again the invader broke his pledge, and after plundering the town and killing all the males able to bear arms, he burned the place and carried of the women and children as slaves.

 

Tulambah is a historical place in Khanewal district. According to the district gazetteer of Multan, the present town appears to have been preceded by at least two previous sites, one of which was at the huge mound known as Mamu Sher, a mile or so to the southwest of the present town, and the other among the ruin which extends immediately to the west. According to some oral traditions, this was the place where Alexander had to face stiff resistance from the local people, and it was here that an arrow hit him which ultimately became the cause of his death on his way back to Athens.

 

The location on the east bank of the Ravi and the presence of ruins of a fort are a proof of the tradition. This place emerges in history many times. Many centuries later, it gave stiff resistance to Amir Temur while on his way to Delhi. According to his memoirs, he had halted here but was not welcomed by the local people for which they had to suffer at the hands of his commanders, Amir Shah Malik and Shaikh Mohammad who had slaughtered two thousand men who had taken refuge in the neighbouring jungles. Temur writes: "Amir and Shaikh slaughtered two thousands of these ill-fated Indians with their remorseless sabres, carrying off captives of their women and children." The city till 1947 was a stronghold of Brahmins who had resisted the invasion of Mahmood Ghaznavi. He plundered the city. For the fourth time, it was looted by Ahmad Shah Abdali in one of his incursions.

 

The city with such a glorious tradition of resistance against foreign invaders had produced a historian like Satya M. Roy who had to migrate to the Indian Punjab in 1947. She wrote a book on The Revolutionary Movements of the Punjab (1906-1946) which has been translated into Urdu by journalist Mahmood Zaman under the title, Punjab ki Inqalabi Tehreekein (published by Jamhoori Publications, Nila Gumbad, Lahore).

Migrated Tribes from India, after partition of Sub continent, people from India came to Tulamba, Shorkot, Makhdoom Pur, Kassowal, almost all parts of Southern Punjab. These people who came from India mostly are muslims and agricultural professionals, their languages are rohtiki or heryanvi.There is family like khan,s they speek pure urdu and punjabi as wel They are Rajpoots and have any subcasts according to clan and tribes system in the subcontinent; Tiagi, Sarohi, Chohan, Rajpoot, Mdahr, Toor etc. Also people from other casts; Dogar, Mio Pathan(Khan,s) Blouch and clans migrated to Tulamba

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Echidna, an Australian monotreme which lays an egg in its pouch. The egg hatches & the baby stays in the pouch until it has spines. They live on termites & ants.

Taken at Shoalhaven Zoo, Nowra. A great place to visit

 

Adjectives to Inspire- spiky

19:15

 

I've been thinking -- the first aid kit I found in the kitchen, it's new. Brand new, and very well-stocked. It has the construction company logo on it, so I guess that's who provided it -- in case a worker was injured. Which makes sense, but...

 

It just seems...damn convenient. I can't tell if I'm being unreasonably paranoid. I like to keep my paranoia reasonable. I want to go up to the third floor for the best chance at cell reception, but I don't want to leave Ramirez alone.

 

I wish I knew whether to feel sorry for him, and protective, or smug and self-righteous about what happened to him.

 

If he's NOT involved, and he WAS actually attacked -- I guess I can feel extra crappy, later, if it turns out he has nothing to do with any of this.

 

I'm making us something to eat. At least the wood burning appliances haven't yet been replaced by electric ones or we'd be down to breakfast bars and trail mix.

 

20:03

 

Soup, crackers, and coffee have warmed and relaxed us. Ramirez is using the brandy for a painkiller, but I'm going to steer clear and stay clear. Someone might try to get in here and I need to be ready.

 

20:45

 

Ramirez isn't feeling much pain, now. He's starting to consider the cool factor of the eventual scar. He's pretty darn cute when he's helpless and tipsy.

 

I need to focus.

 

When he's like this, I feel guilty for thinking he might be involved in this scam -- IF it is a scam. That's not to say I believe the house and estate are haunted, but there could be odd... things going on, mixed in with the direct, human involvement. I don't dismiss "odd" out-of-hand.

 

I'd like for Ramirez to not be involved in this, obviously, but I can't believe blindly. He's asked me to read aloud to him from some of the journals. He says working on that will take his mind off the pain and help to pass the time. I pointed out that he probably didn't feel any pain already, but that I could use the distraction too.

 

21:48

 

We've been going through all of the diaries, journals, and notes; jotting down points of interest and dates, or guesses at dates, putting together a timeline of events. There are inconsistencies, glaring ones.

 

The stillborn baby seems to be the focal point, things are relatively normal until that event. Well, American Gothic normal, I suppose.

 

There's talk of rats, a lot of talk, and some property disputes with locals, but it was after the baby's death that things got "out of control odd." Supposedly, the wife was sent abroad to recover after the stillbirth, but the maid writes about her downward spiral in health and spirits like she never left, and also remarks on the husband's health deteriorating. He apparently became obsessed with the spirit world of the Native Americans in the area, the same ones with whom he was having the property disputes.

 

The husband's new spiritual interest is apparently what brings the Native American man in the painting, to the estate.

 

Oddly, though the husband's journals indicate he sent his wife away almost immediately after the death of their child, the maid's diaries suggest that some time passes -- maybe as much as a year. Ramirez has begun adding the Latin translations to our timeline. These journals were kept by the family friend, the doctor, and he had another opinion about things.

 

He insists the infant's death was unpreventable and even "a blessing." He says the child was "imperfectly made" and that those imperfections caused the infant's death. He must have meant some kind of terrible birth defects.

 

Ramirez isn't sure if the doctor's delicate description of the infant's condition was a product of the era, or an effort to spare the husband and wife's sensibilities, in the event they were ever to lay eyes upon his notes.

 

Whatever the case, he didn't allow either of them to view the body, and there's a suggestion that the coffin that was buried was empty, that the baby was buried in an unmarked grave to prevent anyone from seeing its condition.

 

Ramirez said that might have been done, not only to protect the emotions of the family, but to keep "freak collectors" from stealing and preserving the body to peddle for sideshow exploitation.

 

Something about the unmarked grave, and Ramirez' remarks struck a cold chord in me, and I quickly looked through the paintings for one in particular -- the gardener at night.

 

I thought it was a depiction of a gardener because he was digging in the garden.

 

Digging.

  

(This story originally appeared on my main page. Archived here. The rest of the original story, with new images, will follow.

Original comments are below.)

 

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Alex Allen

9y

nice shot

 

Teddi Beres

9y

Alex Allen (hugs) Thank you!

 

cold pail (deleted)

9y

I should have left you some cake!

 

Teddi Beres

9y

Mmmm, cake! (giggles)

 

belladonna quixote

9y

I love this story! (If you ever need an extra, let me know!)

 

Teddi Beres

9y

belladonna quixote Thank you, and you know I will! (hugs)

 

Chatwick Harpax

9y

The Brandy seems to be coming in quite handy? Maybe you need to investigate that angle a little bit more In-depth ;)

 

Teddi Beres

9y

Chatwick Harpax (giggles) SOMEbody has to stay sober! We're in danger!

 

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belladonna quixote

9y

Ted, pick his pocket while he's passed out. lol

 

Teddi Beres

9y

belladonna quixote There is NO way I'm sticking my hand into his pocket. That's EXACTLY his plan. (giggles)

 

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belladonna quixote

9y

OMG! That's a RAT! (jumps on a table)

 

Teddi Beres

9y

belladonna quixote (falls over, giggling)

 

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Erebus Darkfold

9y

Hey, I look super sinister! Excellent work!

 

belladonna quixote

9y

Dark and creepy. You guys scare me. lol

 

Art Dreamed Award

 

Art Dreamed Award ;

 

Teddi Beres

9y

Erebus Darkfold Just captured the inner you. (giggles) Thank you!

 

Teddi Beres

9y

belladonna quixote Hooray! It's working! (huggles) Thank you bunches!

 

Chatwick Harpax

9y

Cannot wait till the next installment, on pins n needles ;)

 

Teddi Beres

9y

Chatwick Harpax Yay! Thank you lots and lots! I'm so glad you're enjoying it and...the wait is over! (There's a new Bluff image up.) hugs you

 

Precious Note (deleted)

9y

This is my favourite so far!! I love the concept and composition!

 

Teddi Beres

9y

Precious Note That's super terrific to hear! I was trying to create a sense of depth, along with the darkness and I'm all bouncy-happy that you like it! (hugs)

A CN intermodal train storms up Byron Hill in freezing rural Wisconsin. An SD70M-2 acted as a mid-train DPU sounding like it was doing most of the work. A safety inspection boxcar acted as a sort of caboose on the tail end.

Apps: Snapseed, Portrait HD, Glaze, Superimpose

This is what happens when it rains everyday. Because it's so wet, damp and muddy now, I'm predicting a dry summer. By August, I'll be digging through dust.

German Army re-enactors, Peak Rail 1940s event, Rowsley.

Taken with a Rolleicord I, Model 2 (Model K3 1934/6) twin lens reflex medium format camera, Zeiss Triotar lens, Ilford FP4 125 mono film, yellow filter.

As some of you already know, we’ve been digging deep into our vaults and digitizing 16mm photolog footage from 1966 to give you our BC Road Trip Time Machine video series. (“Photologs” were created to capture road condition information across the province and give our engineers the ability to study a particular stretch of road without having to travel into the field.)

Looking back on these old reels reveals a lot more than just pavement condition. The camera installed onto the dash of a car and driven over 9,000 km of BC highways captured some incredible glimpses of our province during the heyday that was the 60’s. So sit back, relax and watch a world long gone by in the rear view mirror. Learn more here: tranbc.ca/?s=photolog#sthash.IH22QypR.dpbs

 

Digging deep in a slide storage tray, I stumbled into some Milwaukee Road slides that haven't seen the light of day in years. A westbound freight lead by two SD40-2's crosses the Wisconsin River in Wisconsin Dells, WI in March of 1985.

Male Lyrebird digging for food.

20191223_3357_7D2-100 More digging required

 

The story of the Debbie Jane being on the beach is still a mystery. There are several stories about what it and it's crew of three were doing on Saturday night. What is known is that it hit a sand bar 200m off the coast (what were they doing so close anyway?) and the crew were rescued by the crew from a rescue helicopter (they waded out from the shore).

 

This morning (Monday) was the first attempt to drag it up the beach (past the high tide level) but the wooden boat is full of water and sand now, so despite the attempts of the two diggers they could not move it.

 

With the incoming tide approaching the decision was made to leave it to the next low tide (about 8pm Monday night), and then the boat was broken up in place and pieces dragged up the beach.

 

#11367

 

A couple weeks ago after almost a foot of snow in Kentucky.

A bee loads up before the cold. (Heublein Tower atop Talcott Mountain)

A moment of quiet satisfaction during the excavations at Vindolanda.

Construction being done at the Norman Bethune Square near Concordia university, downtown.

A Bembix species digging a small reserve amongst suburbia.

German infantry begin to dig trenches reflecting trench warfare beginning in the Great War.

"I'm digging a ditch

For this gold-digging bitch..."

 

     – Walk Off the Earth, Natalie

 

Raw shot here.

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