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We had it confirmed yesterday that our dear Flickr friend, Gérard had left us. I say confirmed because I had noticed he had not reappeared as he always did and the days of his absence were increasingly disturbing. I thought about him often of late...his loyalty, consistent presence and most of all his humor. He is the only one I've ever known who I could really hear laugh when he wrote "LOL."
It's funny how this medium can actually develop what can only be defined as real friendships when one anticipates and looks forward to daily interactions and comments. I recall the shock I felt when he informed us of his condition...and clearly recall also the shock he himself felt in just those few dramatic words. I eagerly awaited his return to Flickr from his treatments and, when he did, marveled at his spirit during this impossibly difficult time.
Gérard and I shared musical tastes and frequently exchanged YouTube links we thought appropriate to an image or an expressed thought. In many ways, we were on the same "wave length" and we discussed and mourned the losses in the musical arena this year. And now he has joined them. It has indeed been a year of loss.
So adieu, mon ami. You will be missed deeply by many, as myself, who have never met or even spoken to you...a tribute indeed. Oh, and I can tell that's you captured in this image by the white head...;-)
And one more link to carry you onward...
it is potentially the best medium for explaining man to himself and to his fellow man :-)
Edward Steichen
Ukraine Matters! Peace Now!!
cosmos, little theater garden, raleigh, north carolina
@Frisland
There is scarcely any writer who has not celebrated the happiness of rural privacy, and delighted himself and his reader with the melody of birds, the whisper of groves, and the murmur of rivulets. ~Samuel Johnson
When I got to the lake it was bitterly cold. But then the sun came. The landscape shone and I felt the warmth of the rays on my cheeks.
Besides me there were two other photographers at the lake. One filmed himself at work - the other had a huge telephoto mounted and was possibly looking for birds. We didn't speak - but I'd love to see their pictures.
L'Hypolais polyglotte s'entend plus qu'elle ne se voit sur ses lieux de reproduction. Mais une fois un chant localisé, il est possible de trouver assez facilement le chanteur qui ne craint pas de s'exposer au sommet d'un buisson ou au bout d'une branche. En revanche, le reste de l'activité de l'espèce, comme la recherche de nourriture, échappe à l'observation car elle se déroule au sein de la végétation ligneuse. Lorsque les jeunes ont quitté le nid, on peut percevoir leurs petits cris de quémande typiques tandis que les adultes arrosent copieusement l'importun de leurs cris d'alarme insistants.
Le vol de l'Hypolaïs polyglotte est en général bas et direct lorsqu'elle vole d'un buisson à l'autre. La migration nocturne "longue distance" suppose une capacité de vol soutenu importante.
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The polyglot Hypolais gets along more than she sees on her breeding grounds. But once a localized song, it is possible to find quite easily the singer who does not fear to expose himself at the top of a bush or at the end of a branch. On the other hand, the rest of the activity of the species, such as foraging, escapes observation because it takes place within the woody vegetation. When the young have left the nest, one can perceive their typical little quivering cries while the adults copiously water the importunate of their insistent alarm cries.
The flight of the Polyglot Hypolaïs is usually low and direct when flying from one bush to another. Long-distance nocturnal migration assumes significant sustained flight capability
Alfie was helping to roll up the wire,
but he rolled himself with it ;-))
This little pup was nearly 1 year old here.
My dearest ✞ Alfie.
Today (August 5, 2022) it's been 1 year
since he crossed the rainbow bridge.🌈
NB: Alfie was not hurt or anything else during his play that day.
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity's sun rise.
William Blake
{ ..إبتـسـم ليَ لجـلّ ترجع لي سنيني
رَشْفـة الـ ح ــــبْ خـير يقآل عـلميــاً..:
بنْـبـضكـ "نبض قلًبـــي في شَرَاييني..
كنـَه موجـزْ خَبَر عـاجل و حصْريـاً .. }
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special thanks bro (F)
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This guy found himself in trouble. A friend called to say he was in her pool skimmer, and they were ready to add chlorine for the summer. I came over and grabbed him. Tomorrow he will be placed in a nice preserve with a pond near me. I fully expected it to be a Bullfrog.... but it's a Green Frog. These are the guys that sound like a guitar string being strummed. I asked him to pose for me, and he was gracious and was a very cooperative model.
I think this chickadee was posing - he even puffed himself up a little bit for me. Love these little birds - so much personality.
Ever since Istanbul is Istanbul (song text: French/Turkish lyrics)
Lying down on a rock in the middle of Kanlica,
I make my tears swim towards Hisar,
There’s nothing left to do, she wanted to go and went away
Though I understand, it pains me deeply, as it ended so one-sidedly.
I now need the lodos (southwest winds), a paddle, a boat
A few bottles of red wine in the hidden stash, both the earth and sky are red
I curse at whatever came and passed, if it’s vulgar so be it
The morning star, left from the evening, falls on me.
Oh, ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying from your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.
Ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying from your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.
What a pity, how man is defeated by himself,
No cure for betrayal has been found, the heart is an immense black void
Nothing can be done, that’s just how the heart is, it only loved
I’m about to know a new skin, a new excitement.
I now need the lodos (south west winds) , a paddle, a boat
A few bottles of red wine in the hidden stash, both the earth and sky are red
I curse at whatever came and passed, if it’s vulgar so be it
The morning star, left from the evening, falls on me.
Oh, ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying from your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.
Ever since Istanbul is Istanbul,
It’s never witnessed such grief
I’m dying a wretched death from your love
There’s no trace of pride left in me.
“A person is always startled when he hears himself seriously called an old man for the first time.”
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
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Si, l'uomo è straordinario, ma ha troppi difetti.
L'uomo si fa sentire troppo, disturba l'equilibrio.
Joseph Conrad 1857-1924
Yes, the man is extraordinary, but he has too many flaws.
The man makes himself feel too much, disturb the balance.
Joseph Conrad 1857-1924
Oui, l'homme est extraordinaire, mais il a trop de défauts.
L'homme se fait trop sentir, perturbe l'équilibre.
Joseph Conrad 1857-1924
Sí, el hombre es extraordinario, pero tiene demasiados defectos.
El hombre se siente demasiado, perturba el equilibrio.
Joseph Conrad 1857-1924
Ja, der Mensch ist außergewöhnlich. aber es hat zu viele Mängel.
Der Mensch fühlt sich zu sehr, stört das Gleichgewicht.
Joseph Conrad 1857-1924
And he was successful. Seconds later, he caught a Zitting Cisticola for a meal. This is a migratory raptor from Central Asia that come in large numbers during winters to India. They can be commonly seen across the countryside and mostly in grasslands where they roost communally.
We sighted one on this fence preening and he spent around 5 minutes cleaning himself up. Then suddenly he dived flew behind the vehicle and landed in a far away field. He had a Zitting Cisticola, a small warbler in his claws which he finished pretty quickly.
Thanks so much in advance for your views, faves and feedback.
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Gur-e Amir is Persian for "Tomb of the King". This architectural complex with its azure dome contains the tombs of Tamerlane (Timur), his sons Shah Rukh and Miran Shah and grandsons Ulugh Beg and Muhammad Sultan. Also honoured with a place in the tomb is Timur's teacher Sayyid Baraka.
The earliest part of the complex was built at the end of the 14th century by the orders of Muhammad Sultan.
The construction of the mausoleum itself began in 1403 after the sudden death of Muhammad Sultan, Tamerlane's heir apparent and his beloved grandson, for whom it was intended. Timur had built himself a smaller tomb in Shahrisabz near his Ak-Saray palace. However, when Timur died in 1405 on campaign on his military expedition to China, the passes to Shahrisabz were snowed in, so he was buried here instead.
Ulugh Beg, another grandson of Tamerlane, completed the work. During his reign the mausoleum became the family crypt of the Timurid Dynasty.
Submitted: 06/05/2019
Accepted: 08/05/2019
Published:
- (China) 16-Aug-2025
Italia, Lazio, Roma, Primavera 2023
Il Mausoleo di Adriano, comunemente noto come Castel Sant'Angelo, è un imponente edificio cilindrico nel Parco Adriano a Roma in Italia. E' stato inizialmente commissionato dall'imperatore romano Adriano come mausoleo per sé e la sua famiglia. I papi trasformarono la struttura in un castello, a partire dal 14 ° secolo; il castello era collegato alla Basilica di San Pietro da un corridoio fortificato coperto chiamato il Passetto di Borgo. Il castello una volta era l'edificio più alto di Roma.
The Mausoleum of Hadrian, usually known as Castel Sant'Angelo (English: Castle of the Holy Angel), is a towering cylindrical building in Parco Adriano, Rome, Italy. It was initially commissioned by the Roman Emperor Hadrian as a mausoleum for himself and his family. The popes converted the structure into a castle, beginning in the 14th century; the castle was connected to St Peter's Basilica by a covered fortified corridor called the Passetto di Borgo. The Castel was once the tallest building in Rome.
The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you. He will never leave you or forsake you. Do not be afraid, do not be discouraged.
Deuteronomy 31:8
With temperature in the mid 50's this lizard suns himself on a branch high up in a tree in my backyard
Not sure if this mocking bird puffed himself up to make himself look bigger, or maybe he was just drying off. Either way it looked cute.
The Krall Barn is believed to be the oldest existing log barn in Lebanon County. The effort to save it first kicked off in 2007, when the structure, then located east of Schaefferstown, was saved from destruction by a cooperating owner, Howard Scharff, who worked with Schaefferstown’s Bill Ross by offering to donate the barn if it was dismantled. The way it stands now, most of the exterior of the Krall Barn is nearly complete. But there are many smaller, inside projects yet to be tackled. The education center is expected to make it easier for visitors to enjoy their time at the 110 acre historic site that features three locks of the Union Canal, an engineering feat visited by none less than President George Washington himself during its construction.
-Jeff Falk -www.lebtown.com
I would tell you about the things
They put me through
The pain I've been subjected to
But the lord himself would blush
The countless feasts laid at my feet
Forbidden fruits for me to eat
But i think your pulse would start to rush
Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things i do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments i kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Morality would frown upon
Decency look down upon
The scapegoat fate's made of me
But i promise now, my judge and jurors
My intentions couldn't have been purer
My case is easy to see
I'm not looking for a clearer conscience
Peace of mind after what I've been through
And before we talk of any repentance
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments i kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things i do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments i kept
If you try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments i kept
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
Introduction
Almighty God's Word "You Should Know That the Practical God Is God Himself"
www.holyspiritspeaks.org/videos/practical-god-is-god-hims...
Almighty God says, "God’s appearance in the flesh means that all of the work and words of the Spirit of God are done through His normal humanity, and through His incarnate flesh. In other words, God’s Spirit both directs His human work and carries out the work of divinity in the flesh, and in God incarnate you can see both God’s work in humanity and completely divine work; this is the real significance of the practical God’s appearance in the flesh. If you can see this clearly, you will be able to connect all of the different parts of God, and will cease to place too much of a premium on His work in divinity, and to be too dismissive of His work in humanity, and you will not go to extremes, nor take any detours. Overall, the meaning of the practical God is that the work of His humanity and of His divinity, as directed by the Spirit, is expressed through His flesh, so that people can see that He is vivid and lifelike, and real and actual."
Image Source: The Church of Almighty God
DESCRIPTION OF HISTORIC PLACE
The Alex Houston Residence consists of a modest 1 1/2 storey wood-frame house on a country lot. It is within view of the Fraser River and is located in the Greater Vancouver Regional District's Derby Reach Park in NW Langley, British Columbia.
HERITAGE VALUE
Built in 1909 by Alexander Houston, the Houston Residence is important for its historic significance in terms of its association with the Houston family, its location, and the period in which it was built. It is also an important example of a community-led restoration that combined the resources of the Langley Heritage Society and the Greater Vancouver Regional District.
The Houstons were an important family in British Columbia's history. Alex's father, James, is credited for being the first European to discover gold along the Fraser River, the first independent farmer in the Fraser Valley, one of 33 men to petition the government for an incorporation of the district, and one of the first councillors when Langley was incorporated as a District in 1873.
Alex took over the family cattle and dairy farming business in 1902 (after the death of his father). He was the only son of James and was himself an important pioneer in the Derby area. His family was very active in the community until the 1950's, having established and hosted the community May Day celebrations and donating land for a commemorative cairn across the street from his house, marking the site of the first Fort Langley.
The farmsite stands on what was originally land occupied by the first Hudson's Bay Company Fort (1827) and later by the Townsite of Derby (1859). It is a focal point for Derby historical interpretations.
The Houston farmsite reminds visitors that resource-based industries found throughout the province (mining, logging and fishing) were only some of the major forces shaping British Columbia in the 19th and early 20th centuries. The resource-based industries were comprised primarily of single men, while the small farms were comprised of families. Small-scale family farms like this one provided an economic base for the industries mentioned above, and they provided the social stability that was necessary for a growing colony.
Source: Langley Centennial Museum Heritage Files.
British Columbia
Canada
Thank-you for all the overwhelming support and many friendships. Wishing you all health during this difficult time.
Happy Clicks,
Christie ( happiest ) by the River
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Title and song by Rod Stewart - 1972
Ramakien gallery at Wat Phra Kaew.
Wikipedia: The gallery or Phra Rabiang (พระระเบียง) is a covered corridor, walled on one side, that surrounds the entire temple like a cloister. Murals on the gallery walls depict the entire arc of the Ramakien epic, which is based on the Indian Ramayana. This version was translated and recomposed in Thai poetic form under the supervision of Rama I himself around 1797. The story is divided into five long episodes. The murals were commissioned by Rama I to tell his version of the epic. In fact, the main decorative theme throughout the temple is the Ramakien story. The concept of righteous kingship within the epic has long been recognized within Southeast Asia and has been appropriated by many kings to equate their countries with the legendary city of Ayodhya and the titular hero Rama. The murals were erased and completely repainted by the orders of Rama III. Ever since then they have been frequently restored.
Finally Pengu, Pengy and me could spend some Christmas time together, having snacks and exchanging our gifts!
Pengy, who knows me well, gifted me a pizza vendor machine. Definitely the best gift for a pizza lover like me!
Moreover he gifted me a head banging rocker boy, he can look like a little bit of a troublemaker, but he is so fun and we get along very well (except when we fight hehe).
I gifted Pengy some plushies from the sea and a little figure of himself fishing on the ice.
Feeling so happy about my first Christmas with my dearest friends Pengy and his big bro Pengu who is a very brilliant, clever fella and artist.
Be sure to not miss his amazing The Pengy Gift Exchange series!
So proud and greateful to be part of it.
Love ya my dear friend! 🐧🎄🎁❤️
“The true worth of a man is not to be found in man himself, but in the colours and textures that come alive in others.”
...even the ant looks visibly irritated 😄
Wenn sich der Photograph in den Staub wirft schaut selbst die Ameise sichtlich irritiert 😄
Lilium martagon
Turk's cap lily & ant
Türkenbund mit Ameise
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Meet the Canadian artist Rodney Graham who likes to stage himself in different situations. Here he performs the role of an old-fashioned art dealer, not in the least bothered to smoke a pipe in his gallery, while vacuuming the carpet on the floor.
Graham and his assistants created the whole setting, including the modernistic paintings on the wall, in the style of Rodchenko. This snapshot is just a detail of a panoramic lightbox in four parts.
I wrote a review about this work of art, which was published in The Hague's weekly newspaper. You can also find the article here on Facebook.
Dieser Erpel hat es sich zwischen 2 Gänsesäger Damen bequem gemacht.
This male St. Cuthbert's duck made himself comfortable between 2 lady mergansers.