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European Praying Mantis | Mantis religiosa | 08-2022 | Ticino | Switzerland
My best photos are here: www.lacerta-bilineata.com/ticino-best-photos-of-southern-...
More Ticino/Tessin Wildlife Photos (all taken in my garden in Monteggio/Ti, Switzerland): it.lacerta-bilineata.com/ramarro-occidentale-lacerta-bili...
My latest ANIMAL VIDEO (warning, it's a bit shocking): www.youtube.com/watch?v=4T2-Xszz7FI
ABOUT THE PHOTO:
I originally titled the image above 'Pray, Love, Eat (Your Husband)' as a joking reference to a bestselling novel and to the name of the insect depicted in the photo as well as to the species' well-documented gruesome mating behavior. I changed it now, because I wanted to be sure nobody would take the title as a recommendation (let me be very clear: if you are in fact NOT a female praying mantis, please refrain from eating your husband - regardless how tempted you may be - I'm sure he will thank you later 😉).
To provide a bit of context how I got the shot, as most of you will be well aware, this past summer was rather hot in many parts of the world, and Ticino in Switzerland (where I take all my photos), was no exception. It was in fact exceptionally hot for a long period without any rain in sight, and so I found myself getting up every morning before sunrise to water the garden.
On one such occasion in late August I noticed the frantic movement of a rather large insect that was trying to get away from the splashing water drops. I immediately put the hose down and went to investigate. I could hardly believe my luck: it was a (in Switzerland very rare) European mantis, a species I hadn't seen in a long time in my garden (certainly not since my dear mother's ill-fated attempt to transform part of the garden into a "flowery meadow" - a sad anecdote you can read all about here IF you have the stomach for it: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/52177556047/in/datepo... )
The mantis had sought shelter from the water between the blooming phlox and was now resting completely motionless among the flower petals, and so I dropped everything and ran for my camera. Once I was back at the scene I realized to my horror that it was still far too dark to get a usable photo; I was sure my "rare prize" would fly away at any instant, but all I could do now was anxiously wait for the sun to come up.
Minute after agonizing minute went by (and Mrs Mantis made suspicious "I-think-I'm-going-to-leave-now" movements several times that had me hold my breath in utter terror), but finally my camera was satisfied with the available light, and once I had shot about 800 photos, I started to relax a little.
In the end, I couldn't have been happier; it had long been my hope that my little oasis of botanic chaos would attract this rare species, and that I even got to photograph it was a dream come true. And apparently I needn't have worried about it flying away; it was a female, and as I later read mantis ladies are in most cases too heavy to fly.
And they seem to be territorial (or at least this one was); to my delight, I would find Mrs Mantis either in the phlox plants or on the nearby hibiscus every day for the remainder of my holiday (here's a photo on the hibiscus: www.lacerta-bilineata.com/western-green-lizard-lacerta-bi... ), and so I got to photograph her plenty (suspiciouly there was never any sign of a Mr Mantis though...).
Anyway, many greetings and have a lovely weekend ahead everyone - and as always, let me know what you think in the comments 😊
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Watching every motion
In my foolish lover's game
On this endless ocean
Finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching I keep waiting
Still anticipating love
Never hesitating
To become the fated ones
Turning and returning
To some secret place to find
Watching in slow motion
As you turn to me and say
My love
Take my breath away
Through the hourglass I saw you
In time you slipped away
When the mirror crashed I called you
And turned to hear you say
If only for today
I am unafraid
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching every motion
In this foolish lover's game
Haunted by the notion
Somewhere there's a love in flames
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn my way and say
Take my breath away
My love
Take my breath away
My love
Take my breath away
My love
Take my breath away
My love
Manly Beacon was named in honor of William L. Manly, who along with John Rogers, guided members of the ill-fated Forty-niners out of Death Valley during the gold rush of 1849.
View of Manly Beacon from Zabriskie Point, showing convolutions, texture, and color contrasts in the eroded rock
The primary source of borate minerals gathered from Death Valley's playas is Furnace Creek Formation. (This pic is a composite of two shots)
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Watching every motion in my foolish lover's game
On this endless ocean, finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning to some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion as you turn around and say
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching, I keep waiting, still anticipating love
Never hesitating to become the fated ones
Turning and returning to some secret place to hide
Watching in slow motion as you turn to me and say
My love, take my breath away
Through the hourglass, I saw you
In time, you slipped away
When the mirror crashed, I called you
And turned to hear you say
If only for today, I am unafraid
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching every motion in this foolish lover's game
Haunted by the notion somewhere there's a love in flames
Turning and returning to some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion as you turn my way and say
Take my breath away
My love, take my breath away
My love, take my breath away
My love, take my breath away
This image was taken during an ill fated trip to the Atlas mountains in Morocco a year ago whereby I broke my leg on the 3rd day. This image was taken on the second!
Berlin - Take My Breath Away (Dim Zach Rework Mix)
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Watching every motion
In my foolish lover's game
On this endless ocean
Finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching I keep waiting
Still anticipating love
Never hesitating to become the fated ones
Turning and returning
To some secret place to hide
Watching in slow motion
As you turn to me and say
Take my breath away
Through the hourglass I saw you
In time you slipped away
When the mirror crashed I called you
And turned to hear you say
If only for today
I am unafraid
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watching every motion
In this foolish lover's game
Haunted by the notion
Somewhere there's a love in flames
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn my way and say
Take my breath away . . .
Pic taken at Cherishville SL
This portion of the Wasatch Mountains is not as high or alpine as portions of the range to the north and south, and it is for this reason the Mormon Trail passed not far from here, cutting through the mountains to the deserts beyond, to what became Salt Lake City, and on to California (and the fated Donner Pass).
Freeze Creek makes this valley, and a fine hiking trail follows it the ridges above. Vegetation on the open slopes is grasses and forbs, with Gambel Oak and Bigtooth Maple (holding its orange leaves late into the winter this year) in clusters, and stands of Douglass fir on the northern, wetter slopes. Moose, Mule Deer, and Elk are abundant here. Big cats are rarely seen, though a Lynx was spotted near here this winter.
The red rock on the far slopes is the Nugget Sandstone, the northern version of, and the same age as the well-known Navajo Sandstone of Southern Utah, which forms many of the much-photographed formations of that region.
Titanic Belfast is a visitor attraction opened in 2012, a monument to Belfast's maritime heritage on the site of the former Harland & Wolff shipyard in the city's Titanic Quarter where the RMS Titanic was built.
It tells the stories of the ill-fated Titanic, which hit an iceberg and sank during her maiden voyage in 1912, and her sister ships RMS Olympic and HMHS Britannic. The building contains more than 12,000 square metres (130,000 sq ft) of floor space, most of which is occupied by a series of galleries, private function rooms and community facilities, plus the addition of Hickson’s Point destination bar in March 2018.
I see the lines in the palm of its hand now
I listen hard but no words spring to mind
And it sounds so sweet, listen to its heartbeat
And I'm drowning in its sea
Falling at its feet
Listen to my heartbeat baby
And the blood sail leaves tonight
Fated in its blindness
And it won't be long before help is at hand
And the darkness sleeps
Cushioning the heartbeat
And I killed the captain, sank the fleet
To liberate the heartbeat baby
And it sounds so sweet
And it sounds so sweet
Listen to our hearts beat
And the darkness sleeps
Cushioning the heartbeat
And I'm drowning in its sea
Falling at its feet
Listen to my heartbeat baby
It speaks to ghosts and souls alike
Springs to life, and doesn't think twice
Wrapped in the blood sail
Bathed in snow
Nailed to the source and it won't let go
Fed on the bible, grown from trees
It opened the mind and the heart was free
A home in the silence, safe from sound
Where trouble sleeps and the light is found
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Ha aperto la mente
e il cuore era libero
Una casa nel silenzio, al sicuro dal suono
Dove i problemi dormono e si trova la luce
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I find some of the prettiest flowers growing wild in graveyards.
I found this one in the old graveyard in Cobh, Ireland, the same city that was the last port-of-call for the ill-fated Titanic.
This stalwart little bluebell was standing tall and proud, all by itself, holding post over an ancient grave.
Like he had claimed the grave, and its occupant, for himself. And he was going to keep his claim staked, or die trying.
Made me smile.
Blessings,
Sheree
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I took this photograph mid morning during a falling tide on an uninhabited, Ft. Pierce, Florida beach. The iPhone is "looking" SE. The NE wind is strong, swaying the sea oats and dune grasses. The scene must be much like what survivors of the ill fated, 1715 Spanish "Plate Fleet" encountered when their ships grounded and sank offshore. It's magical at night under the moon.
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The little, lone tree watched from its fated spot as seasons came, and seasons passed; crops were planted, and crops were harvested. Humans would come, and humans would go. Birds would keep the little tree company, only to fly away as the seasons changed. Clouds would drift overhead, only to disappear over the horizon.
Seasons came, and seasons passed; and came, and passed. And the little, lone tree watched silently, rooted and permanent in the tiny, ever-changing field it knew as home.
All images © 2016 Daniel Kessel.
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Titanic Belfast is a visitor attraction opened in 2012, a monument to Belfast's maritime heritage on the site of the former Harland & Wolff shipyard in the city's Titanic Quarter where the RMS Titanic was built.
It tells the stories of the ill-fated Titanic, which hit an iceberg and sank during her maiden voyage in 1912, and her sister ships RMS Olympic and HMHS Britannic. The building contains more than 12,000 square metres (130,000 sq ft) of floor space, most of which is occupied by a series of galleries, private function rooms and community facilities, plus the addition of Hickson’s Point destination bar in March 2018.
Four elephant-style GE C30-7s pull a Santa Fe piggyback westbound over Media Trestle east of Media, Illinois, on the warm spring day of May 31, 1986. The lead and trailing locomotives are brightly painted for the ill-fated Southern Pacific-Santa Fe merger, and were nicknamed “Kodachrome(s).”
Watching I keep waiting
Still anticipating love
Never hesitating
To become the fated ones
Turning and returning
To some secret place to hide
Watching in slow motion ...
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Tucked up against a tree trunk within a spruce tree, a Saw-whet Owl (Aegolius acadicus) can be difficult to spot. Their tiny size--they stand only seven to eight inches tall--and striated coloration help them disappear into the dappled shadows. There, they wait for nightfall, when darkness overtakes light and the world is enveloped in the earth's own shadow. Then the owl strikes out into the air, flitting silently up to an open tree branch from which it can gaze down upon the leaf litter and await the movement of an ill-fated mouse. In the surprise of being eaten, the mice will lose their heads--often literally, with the owls eating only their heads!
Someone who loves the sea........
Without doubt I'm one of those
What a difference a day makes, in comparison to the colourful sunrise of the day before at Bamburgh. I had hoped for a little colour at Dunstanburgh but I seem fated with this location. Its always been overcast on my sunrise visits. It does however add some mood when combined with the LE
Think Ive learnt from past experience, not to give up when you have these conditions. Theres always something to capture.
Although I still regard myself as a novice and struggle with the technical side of photography,
Evening in Heath and Roath Parks, Cardiff.
The Scott Monument in Roath Park Lake, Cardiff. The monument was repainted and 'spring cleaned' in 2020 after a donation to the Council was made by a local man who had lost both his wife and his mother in 2019. Andy Temple and his wife frequently walked round the lake, as did his mother right up to the age of 97.
On 15 June 1910, Scott and the crew of the Terra Nova set sail from Cardiff bound for the Antarctic, where they arrived in October on their ill-fated mission. The ship depicted on the weathervane on top of the tower is of Scott's earlier vessel, The Discovery.
Another old Missouri barn....fading, blending in with its surroundings. Perhaps fated to disappear completely and let nature have its way....
Mark, the Cuban Treefrog (Osteopilus septentrionalis) changes colors, not typically to blend into an environment, but based on temperature and mood. This is similar to chameleons, who often communicate with one another through their flashy displays. Interestingly, the treefrog's skin is fused to his skull, an adaptation that minimizes water loss. Also, so invasive is this species that if you get caught selling one in Hawaii (where the these frogs have colonized Oahu), you could wind up in jail and paying fines of up to $25,000!
Mark lives in captivity after being rescued from what would have been an ill-fated trip stowing away on a greenhouse shipment.
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You said: "I'll go to another country, go to another shore,
find another city better than this one.
Whatever I try to do is fated to turn out wrong
and my heart -like something dead- lies buried.
How long can I let my mind moulder in this place?
Wherever I turn, wherever I look,
I see the black ruins of my life, here,
where I've spent so many years, wasted them, destroyed them totally."
You won't find a new country, won't find another shore.
This city will always pursue you.
You'll walk the same streets, grow old
in the same neighbourhoods, turn grey in these same houses.
You'll always end up in this city. Don't hope for things elsewhere:
there's no ship for you, there's no road.
Now that you've wasted your life here, in this small corner,
you've destroyed it everywhere in the world.
Konstantinos P. Kavafis
One of my favourite views within Cardiff's city limits.
The lighthouse was constructed in the lake containing a scale model on top of the Terra Nova ship in 1915 to commemorate Captain Scott's ill-fated voyage to the Antarctic from Cardiff in 1910.
Oh, and by the way, the clock had stopped, the photo was taken at 16:47, late afternoon in February.
Titanic Belfast is a visitor attraction and a monument to Belfast's maritime heritage on the site of the former Harland & Wolff shipyard in the city's Titanic Quarter where the RMS Titanic was built. It tells the stories of the ill-fated Titanic, which hit an iceberg and sank during her maiden voyage in 1912, and her sister ships RMS Olympic and HMHS Britannic. The building contains more than 12,000 square metres (130,000 sq ft) of floor space, most of which is occupied by a series of galleries, plus private function rooms and community facilities.
In front of the building is Titanica, a sculpture by Rowan Gillespie depicting a diving female figure. Made of bronze, it is mounted on a brass base, evoking the design of figureheads on ships' prows, and is meant to represent hope and positivity. The figure was dedicated by representatives of the Anglican, Catholic, Methodist and Presbyterian churches on 27 March 2012, a few days before the opening of Titanic Belfast
The Scott Monument in Roath Park Lake, Cardiff. The monument was repainted and 'spring cleaned' in 2020 after a donation to the Council was made by a local man who had lost both his wife and his mother in 2019. Andy Temple and his wife frequently walked round the lake, as did his mother right up to the age of 97.
On 15 June 1910, Scott and the crew of the Terra Nova set sail from Cardiff bound for the Antarctic, where they arrived in October on their ill-fated mission. The ship depicted on the weathervane on top of the tower is of Scott's earlier vessel, The Discovery.
Goldfinch. Manchester city centre.
I created this image near the river Irwell and outside the Lowry hotel which in reality is in Salford and not Manchester. The Irwell is the border between Manchester and Salford.
Goldfinches often feed on thistles which it is alleged were used to make the crown of thorns in the passion of Jesus Christ. The bird also appears in many images of the Madonna and Child, maybe as a portent of what is to come for the fated child. For myself, a confirmed atheist, I do not believe in all this religious nonsense any more than I believe James Bond to be a real character.
Notwithstanding the above ....Happy Easter (or Eastre)
A view from the Scharebrug in the Uitkerkse Polder, between sea resorts Blankenberge and Wenduine.
The Uitkerkse Polder is a safe haven for birds throughout the year.
For lovers of the petite histoire (or not so 'petite', depending of your point of view), on 19 September 1944 a Waco CG-4A glider of the American army, part of the ill-fated airborne operation Market Garden and on its way to Arnhem in the Netherlands, crashed here, killing all seven passengers.
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Detail from the burial monument of the king Gustav Vasa and two of his wives. The king died in 1560, but this monument in Uppsala cathedral wasn't finished until 1583 and depicts the king and his two first wives Katarina of Sachsen-Lauenburg (died 1535) and Margareta Eriksdotter Leijonhufvud (died 1551). His third wife, Katarina Gustavsdotter Stenbock, did not die until 1621 - but she is buried with the king and the other two queens in the crypt underneath the floor in this chapel.
This is Katarina (in English referred to as Catherine of Saxe-Lauenburg - in German, her native tongue she was Katharina von Sachsen-Lauenburg). She was born in 1513 in Ratzeburg to the duke of Saxe-Lauenburg, brought up a Protestant and suitable from a political standpoint for the new king of Sweden. They married in 1531. She gave birth to a son in 1533 (the son would later become Eric XIV, one of Sweden's more ill-fated kings), but in 1535 she was in an accident while dancing at a ball: she was pregnant and fell very badly, complications ensued and she died a short while later, just 21 years old.There were actually rumours that the king had murdered her (with a silver hammer no less), but the accident was recorded by a guest at the ball, and that was the king of Denmark, who had no reason to hide the truth. And a modern exhumation of her body showed no signs of such foul play.
I didn't fall in love with you. I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way. I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fated to do the things that we'd choose anyway. And I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you and I'd choose you
"Flight of fancy, my mind soars"
Watchin' every motion in my foolish lover's game
On this endless ocean, finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning to some secret place inside
Watchin' in slow motion as you turn around and say
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watchin', I keep waiting, still anticipating love
Never hesitatin' to become the fated ones
Turning and returning to some secret place to hide
Watchin' in slow motion as you turn to me and say, my love
Take my breath away
Through the hourglass I saw you, in time you slipped away
When the mirror crashed, I called you and turned to hear you say
If only for today, I am unafraid
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
Watchin' every motion in this foolish lover's game
Haunted by the notion, somewhere there's a love in flames
Turning and returning to some secret place inside
Watchin' in slow motion as you turn my way and say
Take my breath away
My love, take my breath away
My love, take my breath away
My love
My love, take my breath away
Berlin - Take My Breath Away (Official Video - Top Gun)
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Privat terminal: SNO - Meddledown - Angels, airport.
Access airstrips for jet and jumbo aircraft;
Recruits pilots,hostesses and stewards to develop its activity.
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A light house built as a tribute to the men and the exploration of Robert Falcon Scott who led the ill-fated Terra Nova expedition of 1910–1913
This 300s (S/N 3060) debuted at the 1956 Sebring 12 Hours driven by Cesare Perdisa and Carlos Menditeguy. Unfortunately the car suffered an accident and failed to finish, and was then involved in an accident whilst being towed after the event where the trailer it was in was hit by a truck.
The car was repaired by Maserati of America, and sold to John Edgar who entered it in the SCCA where it won twice with Carroll Shelby at the helm. In 1959 the car again entered into the Sebring 12 Hours, but suffered a fatal crash with driver Edwin Lawrence at the wheel.
Although the car seemed ill fated, it was again restored with a fibreglass body and a GM V8 engine before being completely overhauled and returned to original condition in 1991. In 1976, American Katherine McClure bought the car for $2,500 and used it on the road until it was sold to another american Kyle Fleming, who commented that it had an "incredibly ugly fibreglass aerodynamic thing stuck on to an alloy body".
The restoration in 1991 cost a reported $300,000 and was carried out by Cyril Embry. The engine installed is reportedly from chassis number 3068, however that has not been verified as the motor has been constructed from a number of parts and the S/N is not legible.
At this years Members Meeting I tried a few different things in terms of composition, the result of which is partly seen here with the capture of the front end of the car - conveniently with a driver standing suited and booted in the background as well to add some further atmosphere.
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Picture taken @ Pendle Hill
A beautiful mortal, Medusa was the exception in the family, until she incurred the wrath of Athena, either due to her boastfulness or because of an ill-fated love affair with Poseidon. Transformed into a vicious monster with snakes for hair, she was killed by Perseus, who afterward used her still potent head as a weapon, before gifting it to Athena. greekmythology
Wearing S&P Medusa head dress and dress
I went to the Texas History Museum and was amazed at the weapons they had to use back in 1685. lol..Here, in Texas, we use bigger guns for hunting..;) Just kidding. Here's more information
La Belle was one of Robert de La Salle's four ships when he explored the Gulf of Mexico with the ill-fated mission of starting a French colony at the mouth of the Mississippi River in 1685.
Can you imagine, leaving Europe in a 54ft wooden sailboat headed to southern United States. That's crazy, those guys and gals were really brave.
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Africa, Magreb, Morocco, Marrakech, Djemaa el Fna, Eating stalls, Waiters, Cooks, Customers (slightly cut)
A small return to the Marrakech portfolio. Shown here is ofcourse Marrakech central square, the “Djemaa el Fna” at night.
Shot from the roof terrace of the ill-fated but now rebuilt Argana restaurant with the tripod supported Canon 30D.
Some more info about the square is here: Djemaa el Fna
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This number 35 of the Marrakech album and 273 of People at work .
Insects, you will know, have an exoskeleton to give them form and to uphold their organs, and moreover to protect them from outside Evils. That exoskeleton is made of a durable mixture of chitin and sclerotin (the latter is strengthening and also gives them that dark color). It's strong stuff and hard for enemies to penetrate except for some nematodes, and notably it can be attacked, softened and destroyed by some kinds of fungus. Once infected, ill is that insect's fate...
Our really very pretty Triple-Belted Shaggy Hoverfly - as far as I know there's not an English name, so I've made up this one - , Dasysyrphus tricinctus, is gravely ill. Her exoskeleton has been fungally infected; see the brownish spot on the last sections; she's probably not got very long to live. Regardless, Her Shagginess is enjoying the last nectar of also quickly fading Wild Parsnip, Pastinaca sativa.
Basing House was one of the iconic sieges of the English Civil Wars. Basing was the home of the Marquis of Winchester, a supporter of King Charles I. Parliamentary forces made three attempts to take Basing House, with first two sieges being broken before it fell at the third attempt.
It’s late summer of 1644, following the ill-fated attack on Odiham the Basing garrison have been pursued by Colonel Richard Norton back to Basing House. The garrison now reduced to 175 men with little food and ammunition dangerously low. Norton’s men, mortars and heavy artillery are once again besieging Basing House. With powerful Parliamentary garrisons in Abingdon, Reading and Newbury and the King's army in the west, Basing was unlikely to be rescued.
The only hope is Colonel Gage’s relief column sent from Oxford which will have to covertly make the journey to Basing and defeat Norton’s troops to resupply the garrison so enabling them to hold out until rescue by the King's armies.