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The picture is a story of fishing on the seashore. The fishermen keep getting the net and after a long time drag the net to the shore. It is a very difficult task which can be understood through the eyes of the fishermen. After working so hard, their joy knows no bounds when they get a lot of fish. Their struggle for existence continued for years. I tried to capture their hard work on my camera.
The glow on the horizon is actually light pollution from mountains area and valleys to the south. Despite the light pollution the Milky Way shines bright and vivid over the strange natural pillars
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Nikon D750 - 38 sec . ISO 4000
These weeds have been the bane of my existence for the last few days. But before yanking them all out, I decided to take a closer look at the flowers with my camera. They look better when viewed like this. (and a little post processing)
Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop.
And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pnGA8MGx5NY
Take me out to sea
Away from you and me
Let me float
Lead me out to sea
Let me go
Let me rise towards the sky
Let me take in this light
Let the shore disappear from sight
I'm caught in your undertow....
© All rights reserved Anna Kwa. Please do not use this image on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit written permission
Island Of Madagascar
Off the East Coast of Africa
Berenty Reserve
Two lemurs high in a tree in an embrace.
Verreaux's sifaka (Propithecus verreauxi), or the white sifaka, is a medium-sized primate in one of the lemur families, the Indriidae. It lives in Madagascar and can be found in a variety of habitats from rainforest to western Madagascar dry deciduous forests and dry and spiny forests.
Its fur is thick and silky and generally white with brown on the sides, top of the head, and on the arms. Like all sifakas, it has a long tail that it uses as a balance when leaping from tree to tree. However, its body is so highly adapted to an arboreal existence, on the ground its only means of locomotion is hopping. The species lives in small troops which forage for food.
There are four subspecies of this lemur are described.
Many things are unknown about Verreaux's sifaka, their lifespan in the wild has not been approximated, but in captivity, they generally live to up to 18 years old.
The Guilds of Historica is celebrating 10 years of existence, and part of the festivities is a contest to see who can build the coolest "Ninjago City"-style city block section of the capital, Cedrica.
I started with the 32x32 section called "Elven Gardens", due to the Elven tea pavilion at the top of the building. But that's not all it includes! There's a tavern, a tights shop, and a scribe/cartographer's shop on the street level; a candle maker, a bookstore, a jeweler, and a bedroom for rent on the second level; a moneylender's shop and apartment as well as a shield shop (Harold's Heraldry) on the third level; and finally the tea garden at the top. More pictures of interiors and the back can be found in this album.
I had so much fun with the first section that I had to add a bit more, and so the 16x32 "Aslanic Chapel" was built. There's a bakery and a barbershop on the street level, and up the stairs there's the Chapel of High King Peter (of the High Petrine Aslanic Tradition). Up the ladder and into the belltower there's the cleric's simple bedroom, a small garden, and the bells themselves. More pictures of the details and other sides can be found in this album.
“The world we perceive does not have a transcendental existence. Since we are familiarized with it we believe that what we perceive is a world of objects which exist such as we perceive them, when in reality there is not a world of objects, but, rather, a universe of emanations. These emanations represent the only immutable reality. It is a reality that encompasses all that is, perceivable and unperceivable, knowable and unknowable.” “The Eagles Gift” – Carlos Castaneda
Created With Night Cafe AI Generator
Postworked With Photoshop
i cant see
i cant leave
your voice still exist
i cant feel it
i cant touch it
till it exists
ur voice still exist
this is an artwork
Life|Present|Current|Now
The "Crimson Actress" Alexena Whiting.
Phoenix Arts Photography: www.facebook.com/phoenix.a.photography
Twitter: twitter.com/MrPhoenix88
Sakharibazar, Old Dhaka, 2011
Normal people with extraordinary lifestyles
Along with smile and the gloomy, here life has its own rhyme, has its own colour.
Time passed by, humanity changed along with its history...
But these people remained here tolerating the hardest truth of existences
..........its their story of extraordinary existences.
Sakharibazar, Old Dhaka. A very interesting place for all of us to visit. Culture and customs of old Dhaka are the tribute to the ancient history of Bangladesh. Peoples still living in 100 years old building from generations after generations. With the reflection of their religious beauty Old Dhaka attracts peoples from here and abroad.
Shakhari Bazaar is one of the oldest mohallas (a traditional neighbourhood) in Puran Dhaka (Old Dhaka), located near the intersection of Islampur Road and Nawabpur Road;the two main arteries of the old city and only a block away from the Buriganga River. Shakhari Bazaar stretches along a narrow lane, lined with thin slices of richly decorated brick buildings, built during the late Mughal or Colonial period. Despite rampant modifications, accretion, extension over time, even redevelopment, many still bear the testimony of a rich tradition.
Shakhari Bazaar is the manifestation of the irrational policies, lack of adequate development control rules and distorted legal framework, all of which have left their indelible mark on this precious little mohalla that shares a long history of more than 400 years with Dhaka city itself.The history of Shakhari Bazaar goes back to the pre-Mughal days if not earlier. The first mention of Puran Dhaka can be found in the writings of Mirza Nathan, the general turned historian, who traveled with Subahdar Islam Khan. He mentioned Puran Dhaka, as the area between Dholai Khal and Buriganga river covering Shakhari Bazaar, Tanti Bazaar, Bangla Bazaar, Lakhsmi Bazaar, Bangla Bazaar, Kamar Nagar, Sutar Nagar, Goala Nagar, etc. Each mohalla belonged to separate communities depending on their craft and trade. The influences of the Mughal vocabulary in the planning of the spaces are literally evident in the use of Persian names to identify different spaces..
是什麼 讓我遇見這樣的你
是什麼 讓我不再懷疑自己
是什麼 讓我不再害怕失去
在這茫茫人海裡
我不要變得透明
How was it that I met someone like you?
What was it that I no longer doubt myself?
What was it that I no longer fear loss?
In this vast sea of people,
I do not want to become invisible
www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVmZpcrQBU4
我是宇宙間的塵埃
微不足道的一種狀態
偶然成了誰的最愛
多想相信永恆存在
I'm a speck of dust in the universe:
Negligible, insignificant
By chance I became someone's beloved,
And I want to believe in the existence of the eternal
我是宇宙間的塵埃
漂泊在這茫茫人海
若你是我必然的存在
多想從此不再離開
I'm but a speck of dust in the universe,
Floating amidst a sea of people
If you were to be my inevitable existence,
Then I'd never leave
若時間注定要讓你離開
我又該怎麼學會不依賴
If time decides to let you go,
How should I learn not to be dependent of you....
© All rights reserved Anna Kwa. Please do not use this image on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit written permission.
A black and white photo of Prospect Harbor on the Schoodic Peninsula in Maine. This small village has been a busy fishing harbor since the mid-1800's. It was a cool, damp morning here and the monotone image really helps to capture the mood.
Photographed with a Holga 120N plastic toy camera using Ilford HP5 Plus 400 black and white film. The film was developed and scanned by @dsmfilmlab in Des Moines, Iowa.
My head is currently spinning and my heart is soaring (and my body is catching up on sleep when my brain allows it). Life has been full of adventures lately, with more to come. Travelling down and up the west coast, meeting so many kind and beautiful people whom I believe will be lifelong friends, witnessing the beauty that is in creation and the mountains, valleys, fields, forests, ocean, sun, fog, and starry night skies... Life is a blessing, friends. All I want to do is just hold tight to this positive mindset, chase the opportunities being presented, love absolutely everyone I meet, view life and its ups and downs as an adventure, attempt to ignore (or face) my fears, and trust in something bigger through it all.
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The first explicit mention of the existence of the castle dates from 1434. The structure of this late 14th-century castle with moat was decisive for the structure of the castle that still exists today.
The castle often served as a base for hunting parties. However, this evolution ensured that the castle has been preserved almost untouched in its 17th-century condition.
During the turbulence under Maximilian of Austria in 1489, the castle of Horst was taken by the people of Leuven and set on fire.
The castle lost its military character in the 16th century and became more of a pleasant living area with a view of the moat, the ponds and the courtyard.
In 1587 Horst was destroyed by the "geuzen". It was not until the beginning of the 17th century that repair work began.
By about 1850 the castle must have been habitable again, but the castle buildings only served as a farm. During the 19th century, the village school took up residence in the castle for a while, but it was no longer used.
On 16 September 1996, Erfgoed Vlaanderen took over the castle on a long lease, after which a thorough restoration was carried out in order to bring it back to life.
Sakharibazar, Old Dhaka, 2011
Normal people with extraordinary lifestyles
Along with smile and the gloomy, here life has its own rhyme, has its own colour.
Time passed by, humanity changed along with its history...
But these people remained here tolerating the hardest truth of existences
..........its their story of extraordinary existences.
Sakharibazar, Old Dhaka. A very interesting place for all of us to visit. Culture and customs of old Dhaka are the tribute to the ancient history of Bangladesh. Peoples still living in 100 years old building from generations after generations. With the reflection of their religious beauty Old Dhaka attracts peoples from here and abroad.
Shakhari Bazaar is one of the oldest mohallas (a traditional neighbourhood) in Puran Dhaka (Old Dhaka), located near the intersection of Islampur Road and Nawabpur Road;the two main arteries of the old city and only a block away from the Buriganga River. Shakhari Bazaar stretches along a narrow lane, lined with thin slices of richly decorated brick buildings, built during the late Mughal or Colonial period. Despite rampant modifications, accretion, extension over time, even redevelopment, many still bear the testimony of a rich tradition.
Shakhari Bazaar is the manifestation of the irrational policies, lack of adequate development control rules and distorted legal framework, all of which have left their indelible mark on this precious little mohalla that shares a long history of more than 400 years with Dhaka city itself.The history of Shakhari Bazaar goes back to the pre-Mughal days if not earlier. The first mention of Puran Dhaka can be found in the writings of Mirza Nathan, the general turned historian, who traveled with Subahdar Islam Khan. He mentioned Puran Dhaka, as the area between Dholai Khal and Buriganga river covering Shakhari Bazaar, Tanti Bazaar, Bangla Bazaar, Lakhsmi Bazaar, Bangla Bazaar, Kamar Nagar, Sutar Nagar, Goala Nagar, etc. Each mohalla belonged to separate communities depending on their craft and trade. The influences of the Mughal vocabulary in the planning of the spaces are literally evident in the use of Persian names to identify different spaces..
Excerpt from www.wikitree.com/wiki/Category:Palermo_United_Church_Ceme...:
Palermo Cemetery was operated for most of its existence by the Palermo United Church in the small village of Palermo, a stagecoach stop between Toronto and Hamilton.
In 1818, land owner Charles Teetzel sold the existing cemetery property to yeomen Duncan McQueen, James Hopperd and James McBride for "the sole and proper use of a place to bury the dead for them, and as many of the inhabitants of Trafalgar lying between the Twelve and Sixteen Mile Creeks as may think proper to join them; and, also for a Meeting House and a School House should the same at any time be required."
During the decades that Palermo Cemetery was operated by the church, the grounds needed constant restoration and upkeep. In 1926, cemetery caretaker John Hall was paid $75 a season. By 1976, remuneration for cemetery upkeep was $500. In 1945, a committee charged with the upkeep reported that they had to use sheep to keep the grass and weeds down, drawing several letters of complaint from families.
Local names that appear in the cemetery include Cudmore, Pell, Tovell, Inglehart, Fox, Sargant, Van Sickle, Hager, Dorland, Joyce, Gilbert and Secord.
The Town of Oakville assumed the operation and maintenance of the cemetery in 1990.
Palermo Cemetery is located on Hwy 5 just East of Bronte Rd.