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Bush katydid. Size 36-50 mm.
Scudderia is a genus of katydids.
Their range is most of North America, northernmost being in Southern Canada. They are herbivores, with nymphs feeding primarily on flowers and adults preferring woody deciduous plants.
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Dimorphotheca ecklonis.
There are about 50 species, native to Africa. The daisy-like composite flower consists of disc florets and ray florets. The disc florets are pseudo-bisexual and come in several colors such as blue, yellow and purple. The hardy types usually show a dark blue center in the disc until the yellow pollen is shed. The ray florets are female and are found diverse colors such as white, cream, pink, purple, mauve to yellow. The flowering period is from April to September in the northern hemisphere.
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..........and will have to be until further notice. All around the world we are being told to social distance which means no travel for the foreseeable future. We were planning a tour of southern Germany again. We went there 7 years ago and had one of our most memorable holidays meeting a Flickr friend in Germany and one in Holland. We have visited Italy several times through meeting someone through Flickr. And I also visited a Flickr friend in Paris. I have had two Flickr friends from the US visit the New Forest, one from the north of England and another from Dublin but now we must be content with staying at home and only seeing far flung places on-line. Think how lucky we are that we have this wonderful community
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Tree peony. Peonies are among the most popular garden plants in temperate regions. Tree peonies have been in culture in China for millennia. It consists of shrubs that have perennial areal woody stems.
Brooklyn Botanical Garden, New York City.
The sheer drama of sunset over the mountains visible from Sarfaranga Cold Desert in Skardu. The light only catches the very highest peaks, painting them gold.
We found each other in ugly places. The kind that strip you down and show you who’s real. Somewhere in all that darkness, I found my very much loved friend Purr.
We got close fast, close like we’d already done the hard parts somewhere else. It’s strange knowing our lives missed each other for so long. Maybe if they hadn’t, this wouldn’t be what it is. Some bonds need the damage first.
The truth always comes out. When it does, the light doesn’t soften anything, it clarifies it. Purr wasn’t a coincidence. She belongs here, in my life, in my family, like it was always written that way.
She’s solid, kind and feircly outspoken. And still the easiest person to bully with love.
- Knives xo
Gator or common alligator, is a large crocodilian reptile endemic to the Southeastern United States. It is larger than the only other living alligator species, the Chinese alligator. Adult male American alligators measure to 4.6 m ( to 15.1 ft) in length, and can weigh up to 453 kg (999 lb). Females are smaller, measuring to 3 m (to 9.8 ft) in length.
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🇬🇧 A quiet room wrapped in amber light.
The window filters the day into fragments,
each reflection caught between shadow and memory.
Silence is not absence — it’s the shape of light slowing down.
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🇫🇷 Une pièce silencieuse enveloppée de lumière ambrée.
La fenêtre filtre le jour en fragments,
chaque reflet suspendu entre ombre et mémoire.
Le silence n’est pas l’absence — c’est la forme que prend la lumière lorsqu’elle ralentit.
🇬🇧 A marble bust behind dusty glass.
Its gaze locked in time, chained by stillness, watching a world it can never touch.
A quiet moment suspended between stone and sky.
→ Fifth image in the series Seen Through the Window
→ When statues speak more than people
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🇫🇷 Un buste de marbre derrière une vitre poussiéreuse.
Un regard figé dans le temps, enchaîné à l’immobilité, contemplant un monde qu’il ne touchera jamais.
Un instant suspendu entre la pierre et le ciel.
→ Cinquième image de la série Vu par la fenêtre
→ Quand les statues parlent plus que les vivants
The crabs can be found from Massachusetts, U.S. to areas in Argentina. They are common in shallow water on sand in ocean beaches, but can be found in depths up to two hundred feet (60m) deep. The Speckled swimming crab eats primarily detritus, but have also been recorded eating fish, mollusks, and other crustaceans. Sea turtles are the primary predator to Arenaeus cribrarius.
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🇬🇧 In this Tuscan alley, silence walks ahead of the sun.
The slow step of an anonymous figure slips between warm walls and flowered names. “Il Girasole” — the sunflower — offers a subtle nod to light, just a word at eye level.
A simple, nearly forgotten scene, yet precious — like a sunbeam in shadow.
Part of the ongoing series: Città Viva – Fragments of Italian Urban Life
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🇫🇷 Dans cette ruelle toscane, le silence précède le soleil.
Le pas lent d’une silhouette anonyme glisse entre les murs chauds et les noms fleuris. Il Girasole, discret clin d’œil à la lumière, n’est plus qu’un mot à hauteur de regard.
Une scène simple, presque oubliée, mais précieuse — comme un rayon dans l’ombre.
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🇬🇧 In the solemn geometry of the Piazza del Campo, three officers hold a silent conversation. Their stance, uniforms, and the spatial rhythm between them echo power and protocol — while the patrol car and motorcycle in the background reinforce the symmetry of authority. A moment of visual discipline and quiet command, frozen in black and white.
Part of the ongoing series: AT WORK – Fragments of Labor and Dignity
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🇫🇷 Sur la place solennelle du Campo, trois officiers échangent dans un silence mesuré. Leurs postures, leurs uniformes et les lignes du pavé dessinent une chorégraphie d’ordre et de hiérarchie — pendant qu’en arrière-plan, moto et voiture complètent ce tableau symétrique de l’autorité. Une scène figée de discipline visuelle et de pouvoir tranquille.
🇮🇹 Nella geometria solenne di Piazza del Campo, tre ufficiali discutono in silenzio. Le loro posture, le uniformi e lo spazio tra loro creano un ritmo visivo di potere e protocollo — mentre l’auto e la moto della polizia sullo sfondo rafforzano la simmetria dell’autorità. Un momento sospeso di disciplina e comando.
🇬🇧 EN — A lone fisherman drifts across the calm Ligurian sea, his orange jacket the only spark in an otherwise hushed composition. The island watches in silence. Time slows. In this suspended hour, labour and solitude merge into a quiet ritual.
Part of the ongoing series: AT WORK – Fragments of Labor and Dignity
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🇫🇷 FR — Un pêcheur solitaire glisse sur la mer Ligure, son imperméable orange comme seule touche vive dans cette composition feutrée. L’île en face veille, muette. Le temps ralentit. Dans cette heure suspendue, le labeur et la solitude ne font plus qu’un.
🇮🇹 IT — Un pescatore solitario scivola sul mare ligure, il suo giubbotto arancione unica scintilla in una scena ovattata. L’isola osserva, immobile. Il tempo rallenta. In quest’ora sospesa, il lavoro e la solitudine si fondono in un rito silenzioso.
🇬🇧 Between two columns, a man sits alone, selling his miniature wares in the soft shadows of the arcade. No crowd, no rush—just a posture of waiting, dignified and still. In the geometry of stone and silence, his presence becomes monumental.
Part of the ongoing series: AT WORK – Fragments of Labor and Dignity
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🇫🇷 Entre deux colonnes, un homme assis vend ses miniatures dans l’ombre douce de l’arcade. Pas de foule, pas d’agitation — juste l’attente, dans une posture digne et silencieuse. Dans la géométrie du granit et du silence, sa présence devient monument.
🇮🇹 Tra due colonne, un uomo siede in solitudine, vendendo piccole miniature all’ombra dell’arcata. Nessuna folla, nessuna fretta — solo l’attesa, silenziosa e fiera. Tra le pietre e la calma, la sua figura diventa quasi scultorea.
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🇬🇧 Not quite free, not quite captive.
A gaze through the bars, from a kitchen lit with warmth — but heavy with solitude.
He sees the world, but can’t touch it.
Still, he stays.
→ Fourth image in the series Seen Through the Window
→ A quiet meditation on presence, loyalty, and invisible fences
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Un regard à travers les barreaux, depuis une cuisine baignée de chaleur — mais lourde de solitude.
Il voit le monde, sans pouvoir le toucher.
Et pourtant, il reste là.
→ Quatrième image de la série Vu par la fenêtre
→ Méditation silencieuse sur la présence, la fidélité, et les frontières invisibles
🇬🇧 The path narrows into shadow.
A few lamps remain, trembling against the dark —
fragile guides pointing somewhere unseen.
Every journey ends in light, even if the light is small.
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🇫🇷 Le chemin se rétrécit dans l’ombre.
Quelques lampes demeurent, vacillant contre la nuit —
fragiles repères vers un lieu qu’on ne voit pas.
Tout voyage s’achève dans la lumière, même la plus discrète.
🇬🇧 Two porcelain sisters, still and pale, wait behind the glass.
Home is not always a shelter – sometimes it’s a stage, or a cage.
Their silence is not emptiness. It’s memory.
A presence sculpted by time, framed by curtains and bricks.
→ First image in the series Seen Through the Window
→ Part of an ongoing exploration of frozen gazes and inner worlds
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🇫🇷 Deux sœurs de porcelaine, immobiles et pâles, attendent derrière la vitre.
La maison n’est pas toujours un refuge – parfois, c’est une scène. Ou une cage.
Leur silence n’est pas du vide. C’est de la mémoire.
Une présence façonnée par le temps, encadrée de rideaux et de briques.
→ Première image de la série Vu par la fenêtre
→ Partie d’une exploration en cours des regards figés et des mondes intérieurs
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🇬🇧 Columns aligned like silent guardians.
Light slips between them, turning stone into rhythm,
repetition into presence, absence into form.
👉 Album complet In the Wake of Light – Shadows and Structures: www.flickr.com/photos/201798544@N06/albums/
🇫🇷 Des colonnes alignées comme des gardiennes silencieuses.
La lumière s’y glisse, transformant la pierre en rythme,
la répétition en présence, l’absence en forme.
🇬🇧 A visual maze of architecture, reflections, and chromatic rhythms. In the heart of the Italian coast, mirrors dissect the city into fragments, revealing both symmetry and distortion. Between geometry and urban poetry, a game of perception begins.
Part of the ongoing series: Città Viva – Fragments of Italian Urban Life
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🇫🇷 Un labyrinthe visuel d’architecture, de reflets et de rythmes chromatiques. Au cœur du littoral italien, les miroirs fragmentent la ville, entre symétrie et déformation. Entre géométrie et poésie urbaine, le jeu des perceptions s’installe.
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🇬🇧 Hidden in the heart of Pistoia, this elevated walkway links two centuries of domestic life with grace. A quiet dialogue between stone, iron, and light — in a place where time feels suspended.
Part of the ongoing series: Città Viva – Fragments of Italian Urban Life
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🇫🇷 Nichée au cœur de Pistoia, cette passerelle suspendue relie avec grâce deux pans de vie urbaine. Dialogue silencieux entre pierre, fer forgé et lumière — dans un lieu où le temps semble s’arrêter.
🇬🇧 Two windows, one closed, one barred.
Between them, the wall breathes —
a cracked rhythm where light becomes a visitor,
brief and uncertain, like a thought that almost fades.
👉 Album complet In the Wake of Light – Shadows and Structures: www.flickr.com/photos/201798544@N06/albums/
🇫🇷 Deux fenêtres, l’une close, l’autre grillagée.
Entre elles, le mur respire —
un rythme fissuré où la lumière devient visiteuse,
brève et incertaine, comme une pensée qui s’efface presque.
🇬🇧 Stone speaks through its details.
The capitals carry centuries of gestures,
each line carved by hands that are long gone,
yet still illuminated by the same fleeting light.
👉 Album complet In the Wake of Light – Shadows and Structures: www.flickr.com/photos/201798544@N06/albums/
🇫🇷 La pierre parle à travers ses détails.
Les chapiteaux portent des siècles de gestes,
chaque ligne sculptée par des mains disparues,
et toujours éclairée par la même lumière passagère.
🇬🇧 The light is almost gone,
yet its rhythm lingers on the empty chairs.
Traces of presence remain in perfect stillness —
what was once gathering becomes echo.
👉 Album complet In the Wake of Light – Shadows and Structures: www.flickr.com/photos/201798544@N06/albums/
🇫🇷 La lumière s’est presque éteinte,
mais son rythme demeure sur les chaises vides.
Des traces de présence subsistent dans l’immobilité —
ce qui fut assemblée devient écho.
🇬🇧 They once made someone smile. Now they gather dust, behind a foggy glass and cobwebs.
Are they forgotten? Waiting? Staging a silent rebellion of plaster and beer mugs?
Whatever the story, they hold the pose.
→ Third image in the series Seen Through the Window
→ Where stillness meets absurdity
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🇫🇷 Ils ont sans doute fait sourire, autrefois. Aujourd’hui, ils prennent la poussière, figés derrière la vitre trouble et les toiles d’araignée.
Sont-ils oubliés ? En attente ? Ou en révolte silencieuse, à coups de plâtre et de chopines ?
Quoi qu’il en soit, ils tiennent la pose.
→ Troisième image de la série Vu par la fenêtre
→ Quand l’immobilité flirte avec l’absurde
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🇬🇧 She doesn’t blink. She doesn’t speak.
Behind the glass, adorned in gold and stillness, she sees without being seen.
A portrait of grace, frozen in time — half relic, half queen.
→ Final image in the series Seen Through the Window
→ Between object and presence, memory and light
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🇫🇷 Elle ne cligne pas. Elle ne parle pas.
Derrière la vitre, parée d’or et de silence, elle regarde sans être vue.
Portrait figé entre grâce et distance — à moitié relique, à moitié reine.
→ Dernière image de la série Vu par la fenêtre
→ Entre objet et présence, mémoire et lumière
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Ein klarer Herbstmorgen in Ludwigsburg – das barocke Kirchgebäude erstrahlt im warmen Sonnenlicht, während der kleine Brunnen im Vordergrund das Bild lebendig macht.
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🇬🇧 In a quiet courtyard of Bologna, a hanging lantern echoes the colors of an ancient ceiling fresco.
This upward glance frames a dialogue between light and time — from the lantern’s iron silhouette to the clock tower watching over the city.
📷 Shot with natural light, no flash — a tribute to the timeless spirit of Italian arcades.
Part of the ongoing series: Città Viva – Fragments of Italian Urban Life
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🇫🇷 Dans une cour discrète de Bologne, une lanterne suspendue répond aux couleurs d’une fresque ancienne.
Le regard levé encadre un dialogue entre lumière et temps — de la silhouette de fer forgé à la tour horloge veillant sur la ville.
📷 Prise à la lumière naturelle — un hommage à l’âme intemporelle des arcades italiennes.
🇬🇧 Bent over the nets, fingers dancing across the weft, a man restores invisible strength to his trade.
No announcement, no show — just patience, mastery, and repetition.
The unseen craft that holds lives together on distant waters.
Part of the ongoing series: AT WORK – Fragments of Labor and Dignity
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🇫🇷 Courbé sur ses filets, les doigts courant sur la trame, un homme rend au métier sa force invisible.
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🇬🇧 This image closes the “AT WORK” series — a journey across crafts, gestures, and quiet presences.
In the solitude of the tidal marshes, every gesture tells of years of knowledge and resilience. Bent over his sorting bench, this man isn’t just working — he’s conversing with the tides, harvesting time, memory, and patience.
A final silent craft, far from machines and markets.
Part of the ongoing series: AT WORK – Fragments of Labor and Dignity
👇 www.flickr.com/photos/201798544@N06/albums/72177720325357941
🇫🇷 Cette image vient clore la série “AT WORK” — un parcours à travers les gestes, les métiers et les présences silencieuses.
Dans la solitude des marais, chaque geste dit l’expérience et la patience. Penché sur sa table de tri, cet homme dialogue avec les marées et récolte bien plus que des huîtres : le temps, la mémoire, l’humilité.
Un dernier métier discret, loin des machines et du tumulte.
🇮🇹 Questa immagine conclude la serie “AT WORK” — un viaggio tra mestieri, silenzi e mani al lavoro.
Nella solitudine delle paludi, ogni gesto racconta pazienza e memoria. Quest’uomo, chinato sul banco di selezione, non lavora soltanto: ascolta le maree, raccoglie tempo e stagioni.
Un ultimo mestiere silenzioso, lontano dal rumore del mondo.
🇬🇧 A walk under the arcades of Bologna, where the geometry of the vaults meets the warm hues of terracotta. The lantern bearing the cross of Saint George, glowing like a quiet beacon, reminds us that every corner of Italy whispers stories of beauty and history.
Part of the ongoing series: Città Viva – Fragments of Italian Urban Life
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🇫🇷 Sous les arcades de Bologne, la géométrie des voûtes épouse les teintes chaudes de la terre cuite. La lanterne ornée de la croix de Saint-Georges, telle une discrète balise lumineuse, nous rappelle que chaque recoin d’Italie murmure ses récits de beauté et d’histoire.
🇬🇧 A toyshop window bursting with color and innocence, next to a blunt cry scribbled on the wall: “Legalize Ganja.”
A strange urban collage — half advertisement, half subversion.
The clown grins. The toys smile. The wall speaks louder.
→ Second image in the series Seen Through the Window
→ A visual pause between irony, childhood and dissent
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🇫🇷 Une vitrine pleine d’innocence et de couleurs… collée à un mur qui gribouille sans détour : « Legalize Ganja ».
Un collage urbain étrange — moitié publicité, moitié subversion.
Le clown sourit. Les jouets aussi. Mais le mur parle plus fort.
→ Deuxième image de la série Vu par la fenêtre
→ Une respiration visuelle entre ironie, enfance et contestation
This beautiful dress of Domus is simply a dream 💭
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🇬🇧 A rough sunlit wall where every closed window seems to hold back a vanished breath.
The red shutters, like curtains dropped on a forgotten stage, evoke silent tension.
Everything is sealed, still — and yet the light keeps telling its own story.
Final shot in this Italian series: Città Viva – Fragments of Italian Urban Life
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🇫🇷 Dernière image de cette série italienne.
Une façade rugueuse, frappée par la lumière, où chaque fenêtre close semble retenir un souffle ancien.
Les volets rouges, comme autant de rideaux tombés sur un décor oublié, ajoutent une tension silencieuse.
Tout est fermé, figé — et pourtant, la lumière raconte encore.
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✧ Foi
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Earl Bales Park, Toronto — October 19, 2024.
Autumn reminds me how lucky we are to share these moments with you. Thank you for every view, fave, comment, and bit of kindness you’ve shared along the way. 🍂
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