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In loving memory of my mother in law. I worked with the flowers of the funeral bouquet we chose for her.
Detta flygplan står på marken och sitter fast i en järnbalk som lyfter upp den cirka 10 meter upp i luften. Står som ett minne av Såtenäs flygflottilj vid sjön Vänern. Jag kunde inte låta bli och fixa lite i fotoshop så det ser ut som det flyger./This aircraft is on the ground and stuck in an iron beam that lift it up about 10 feet in the air. Stands as a memory of Satenas air wing at the lake Vänern. I could not help and fix some of the photo shop so it looks like it is flying.
While walking the Devils Postpile Upper Trail with a view looking to the southwest across the hexagonal patterns with its columnar basalt. My thinking in composing this image was to make more of a layered approach with the nearby overlook that then lead to a more distant mountainside. As the skies above were mainly overcast with forest fire haze, I worked the angle on my Nikon SLR camera to have the surrounding landscape filling most of the image while minimizing what I felt was a negative space with the skies above.
For the Macro Mondays theme “In a Row”. Details of a Japanese paper bowl, which you can give any shape you want by gently modeling it.
Happy Macro Mondays everyone ;-))
In German, the name of the wren is "Zaunkönig", roughly King of the Fence. In this picture, that name seems to be well-deserved as this young wren still head a light feather crown. In a book about the history of German bird names by Suolahti (1909), the author describes an old tale where all the birds wanted to crown the one amongst them which can fly the highest. The eagle stepped up and flew high and higher... but on its back, a small little bird rode up into the air with him and at the highest point flew just a tiny bit higher. To the Eagle's dismay, that little bird received the "King" name. The author assumes that the bird in the tale was a gold- or firecrest, which today still carries the genus name Regulus for "little king". In some German-speaking regions the more often seen and admired wren received the "King" name over time with early mentions already in the 15th century. Interestingly it replaced the Old-German name wrendo, which is very similar to it's English name.
While walking near Bishop's Castle (Jan 2025). Sadler's Big Wood ahead, the Shropshire Hills in the distance.
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The 100 Bicycles project: 100 different bicycles photographed in detail. This is bicycle number #13
To learn more about this project see the 100 bicycles group
I spotted this miniature game of cat-and-mouse yesterday in the phlox patch in my back yard. I'm not sure how; these spiders are TINY, only a few millimeters, but they were pale specks against the green. As I tried to get to a good angle to photograph one, I became aware of another, and then I realized there was a hunt afoot. It seemed the larger was aware of the smaller, but I'm not sure if the smaller knew of the larger. I could see that the larger was female, but didn't get a look at the other's face, so wondered if it was a male.
I don't know the outcome of this chase, as they eventually disappeared into the growth.
3 Arachtober 2016
Lynx Spiders, I believe Oxyopes aglossus
My back yard, Alexandria, VA
Pequeño cementerio alemán junto al Monasterio de Yuste, en la comarca de La Vera.
A la entrada hay una placa de bronce con la siguiente inscripción:
AUF DIESEM SOLDATENFRIEDHOF RUHEN
26 DEUSTCHE SOLDATEN DES ERSTEN UND 154 DES ZWEITEN WELTKRIEGES.
SIE GEHÖRTEN ZU DEN BESATZUNGEN ÜBER SPANIEN ABGESTÜRZTER FLUGZEUGE
ODER ZUR MANNSCHAFT VERSENKTER U-BOOTE UND ANDERER KRIEGSSCHIFFE.
EINIGE STARBEN AN DEN FOLGEN IHRER VERWUNDUNGEN IN SPANISCHEN LAZZARETTEN.
IHRE GRÄBER WAREN WEIT ÜBER SPANIEN VERSTREUT DORT, WO DAS MEER DIE TOTEN
AN LAND GESPÜLT BEZIEHUNGSWEISE WO SIE ABGESTÜRZT ODER GESTORBEN WAREN.
DER VOLKSBUND HAT SIE ALLE IN DEN JAHREN 1980-1983 AUF DIESER LETZTEN
RUHESTÄTTE VEREINT, DIE IN ANWESEN HEIT DEUTSCHEN BOTSCHAFTERS IN
EINER GEMEINSAMEN DEUTSCH-SPANISCHEN FEIERSTUNDE AM 1. JUNI 1983 DER
GEDENKERT DER TOTEN IN EHRFURCHT UND DEMUT.
EN ESTE CEMENTERIO DE SOLDADOS DESCANSAN 26 SOLDADOS
DE LA PRIMERA GUERRA MUNDIAL Y 154 DE LA SEGUNDA GUERRA MUNDIAL.
PERTENECIERON A TRIPULACIONES DE AVIONES QUE CAYERON SOBRE ESPAÑA
SUBMARINOS Y OTROS NAVIOS DE LA ARMADA HUNDIDOS. ALGUNOS DE ELLOS
MURIERON EN HOSPITALES ESPAÑOLES A CAUSA DE SUS HERIDAS. SUS TUMBAS
ESTABAN REPARTIDAS POR TODA ESPAÑA ALLÍ DONDE EL MAR LOS ARROJÓ
A TIERRA, DONDE CAYERON SUS AVIONES O DONDE MURIERON.
EL VOLKSBUND EN LOS AÑOS 1980-1983 LOS REUNIÓ EN ESTA ÚLTIMA MORADA,
INAUGURADA EN PRESENCIA DEL EMBAJADOR DE LA REPÚBLICA FEDERAL DE ALEMANIA
EN UN ACTO CONMEMORATIVO HISPANO-ALEMÁN EL 1 DE JUNIO DE 1983
RECORDAD A LOS MUERTOS CON PROFUNDO RESPETO Y HUMILDAD
Cuacos, Extremadura, España
My one and only entry into this year's Summer Joust, in the Bridging the Gap category.
What's more challenging than a structure that's unsupported over 32 studs? A structure spanning 32+ studs that's only supported on one side!
... Or at least that was my reasoning going into this project. :P What I thought would take me a month turned into 7 weeks, and I had to abandon any plans for other entries just to finish this one on time. And now I never want to touch a lime green brick again. :P
The end result is remarkably sturdy though. I started with the hand and worked my way downward, and the underlying technic armature held up the full weight of the hand for the entire build time without any issue. Truly amazing what Lego is capable of—the whole arm is connected with just four technic pins at the base. If I were to press down hard on the palm, the landscape would break in half before anything happened to the arm.
See if you can spot the hidden skunk!
And here's proof that the structure spans 32+ studs.
EDIT: Check out the strength test on Instagram!
Taken at a bison ranch outside Golden, British Columbia. If you are ever in the area, I highly recommend a visit! The owner, Leo Downey, is inspiring.
The High Fens (German: Hohes Venn; French: Hautes Fagnes; Dutch: Hoge Venen), which were declared a nature reserve in 1957, are an upland area, a plateau region in the province of Liège, in the east of Belgium and adjoining parts of Germany, between the Ardennes and the Eifel highlands. The High Fens are the largest nature reserve or park in Belgium, with an area of 4,501.2 hectares (11,123 acres); it lies within the German-Belgian natural park Hohes Venn-Eifel (700 square kilometres (270 sq mi)), in the Ardennes. Its highest point, at 694 metres (2,277 ft) above sea level, is the Signal de Botrange near Eupen, and also the highest point in Belgium. A tower 6 metres (20 ft) high was built here that reaches 700 metres (2,297 ft) above sea level.[2][3] The reserve is a rich ecological endowment of Belgium covered with alpine sphagnum raised bogs (not "fens" as the name would imply) both on the plateau and in the valley basin; the bogs, which are over 10,000 years old, with their unique subalpine flora, fauna and microclimate, are key to the conservation work of the park.[4][5]
In 1966, the European Council awarded the "Diploma of Conservation" to the High Fens, for their ecological value.
I applied some effects to the photograph of flowers in the mirror. Have a wonderful day My Flickr Friend!
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This Gothic cathedral in Uppsala was begun in 1273, replacing the cathedral in Old Uppsala, and was inaugurated in 1435 (but actually finished later). The first 60 years or so of building was carried out by Frenchmen, but in the later stages the workforce seems to have been more local.
The church saw extensive renovations (and remodeling) by the hands of Helgo Zettervall 1885-93 - he worked on many buildings in Sweden in the second half of the 19th century, including the cathedral in Lund, and he had a keen interest in making things look more impressive and appropriate to their age. Today that would mean stripping back later additions and enhance what was already there - back in his day that could just as well adding on what should be there to give a place a perfect look. In the case of this cathedral it, for example, meant replacing the medieval exterior tiles with new ones, and paint the interior with new murals.
Famous people buried in this cathedral include: king Gustav Vasa and his three wives, his son John (Johan) III and his first wife Catherine Jagiellon (Katarina Jagellonica); Laurentius Petri (Sweden's first Lutheran Archbishop); Olaus (Olof) Rudbeck, Carl Linnaeus (Carl von Linné) and Emanuel Swedenborg (interred here in 1908, when his remains had been brought over from England - he died in London 1772).
"In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two."
quote by Erich Fromm
Valentine's day is getting closer...
I know it is mostly about commerce and some are a bit blasé about it, but it is a nice thought, although one day in the year is not enough, in my book, to pay 'special' attention to your partner.
Here, in our home, it is Valentine's day EVERY DAY, we give flowers when WE feel like it to each other, which is often... and then...
I photograph them so you can enjoy them too! LOL.
So another quote from the same author:
Not he who has much is rich, but he who gives much.
Erich Fromm
Have a loving day and thank you, M, (*_*)
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Macro Mondays. In Ice. "Scrat frozen for love"
The measurements in this photo are 7.4 cm wide by 6 cm high.
For the photo I have frozen ice in small and different plastic and glass containers lined with plastic wrap, previously smeared with a little oil. In these small containers I have poured to freeze, a mixture of water with sugar, lemon juice and measured on transparent gelatin powder, to eliminate as much as possible the concentration of bubbles and that the doll could be seen. And this has been the result, after setting the whole scene.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VqUwr376M4
Ice Age 2: The Meltdown - Scrat Funny Moments
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oILyeo6EHdU
Nat King Cole - L. O. V. E. (Cover) | Ery Gem
And this beautiful Nat King Cole cover for a special day, sung by my oldest daughter. I hope you like it and if so, follow her ....
Good and happy week !!!
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Todos sabemos lo que Scrat, siente por su bellota. En esta toma, la pobre ardilla, ha quedado petrificadamente congelada, al caer desde un risco arrastrada por las aguas, a un iceberg. Tendremos que esperar al deshielo para averiguar, si consigue salvaguardar su bellota (no se ha dado cuenta que realmente "ha cazado" una almendra). Mientras tanto, yo he ido cincelando los cubos de hielo, para que escape lo mas rápido que pueda.... continuará....
We all know how Scrat feels about his acorn. In this shot, the poor squirrel, has been frozen petrified, falling from a cliff dragged by the waters, to an iceberg. We will have to wait for the thaw to find out, if he manages to safeguard the acorn from him (he has not realized that he really "hunted" an almond). Meanwhile, I have been chiselling the ice cubes, so that it escapes as quickly as possible ... it will continue ...
Nous savons tous ce que Scrat pense de son gland. Dans ce cliché, le pauvre écureuil, a été gelé pétrifié, tombant d'une falaise traînée par les eaux, à un iceberg. Il faudra attendre le dégel pour savoir s'il parvient à sauvegarder son gland (il ne s'est pas rendu compte qu'il a effectivement "chassé" une amande). Pendant ce temps, j'ai ciselé les glaçons, pour qu'ils s'échappent le plus vite possible ... ça va continuer ...
Sappiamo tutti cosa pensa Scrat della sua ghianda. In questa inquadratura, il povero scoiattolo, è stato congelato pietrificato, precipitando da un dirupo trascinato dalle acque, su un iceberg. Dovremo aspettare il disgelo per scoprire, se riuscirà a salvaguardare la sua ghianda (non si è accorto di aver effettivamente "cacciato" una mandorla). Nel frattempo ho scalpellato i cubetti di ghiaccio, in modo che scappi il più velocemente possibile ... continuerà ...
María
In the ASTRA National Museum Complex, Sibiu, Romania
The Romanian cultural association ASTRA decided in 1897 to establish a museum of Romanian civilization as a "shelter for keeping the past". The "ASTRA" Museum of Traditional Folk Civilization (Romanian: Muzeul Civilizaţiei Populare Tradiţionale "ASTRA") is located in the Dumbrava Forest, 3 km south of Sibiu. Occupying an area of 0.96 square kilometers, it is the largest open-air museum in Romania and one of the largest in Central and Eastern Europe. It contains houses and workshops of the traditional Romanian folk culture from the pre-industrial era. Over 300 houses and other buildings are situated in the forest around two artificial lakes with over 10 km of walkways between them.
The exhibits are organized into six thematic groups: food production and animal husbandry; production of raw materials; means of transportation; manufacture of household objects; public buildings; an exposition of monumental sculpture. (Wikipedia)
Drusilla likes to spend time reading in a cozy spot in the library.
I just found the typewrite today at Salvation Army.
Blythe a Day - Library - 1/28/23
Blythe - Daunting Drusilla in stock leggings
Dress - Etsy
Boots - Licca
Gray shelf, mini books, and pillow - made by me
Cat and typewriter - thrift store finds
Stool and chair - Flea market finds
Shelf in my house
Human Size books - I started "collecting" vintage books when I found a bunch in my grandmother's attic two summers ago. They belonged to my grandfather, his uncle, and some of my uncles. The earliest date is 1898, one from 1901, another 1911, some from the 1920-30s, some from later.
On this shelf, the Lone Ranger (1940) and Tarzan (1934) were in my grandmother's attic. Wilderness Empire (1969) was on her bookshelf. I just bought Great Expectations for a quarter this week at the thrift store. I bought some for the color of the fabric at a flea market for a quarter each (mostly greens). I have a lamp stacked on some books on an old wash basin in my hallway. I like them for decorating and I love having the ones from my family - 120 years old!
#blythe #oldbooks #dauntingdrusilla #vintagebooks #fabricbooks #doll #miniaturebooks #gothicblythe
Image published in the September 2025 edition of Sky and Telescope magazine.
Image:
This image is comprised of Ha and OIII band data, and for the first time I have a target where the OIII signal is far stronger than the Ha signal. In my rendering of this image that I posted a week ago, I could barely, if at all, see any evidence of the Ha in the image.
I altered my PixInsight workflow three ways to improve the original image and obtain this result. Before mapping the Ha and OIII to the RGB channels, I applied LinearFit to increase the intensity of the Ha data to match the OIII. After mapping Ha and OIII to the RGB channels, I applied SPCC, this time with Ideal QE Curve selected, and using Photon Flux for the Whte Reference. And lastly, I selected OIII as luminance when I mixed the colors in NarrowbandNormalization.
As a result of the alternate processing, I can see Ha depicted as a goldish color in the outlying wispy areas, and within the target object.
Equipment:
ZWO ASI6200MM-P/EFW 2" x 7 (HO)
TeleVue NP101is (4" f/4.3)
Losmandy G11
Software:
Captured in NINA
Processed in PixInsight
Finished in Affinity Photo
Integration:
Ha 20 x 600s = 3:20
OIII 26 x 600s = 4:20
Total integration: 7:40
First, in line, William Laughlin built a three-story log gristmill on the Cumberland County frontier. In order to generate power to turn the grindstone, he built a dam that provided water power equal to that of fifteen horses to turn the waterwheel. Laughlin's was the first mill on Big Spring and it ground wheat and other grain for the people in the surrounding countryside. Laughlin's mill continued to produce whole wheat flour until 1896 when the Laughlin family sold it to the Newville Water Company, which removed the milling equipment and installed a turbine to drive hydraulic pumps that supplied the town's municipal water mains.
..in a pot in my village this morning... so in amongst the gloom there are always blooms. Happy Saturday friends.
In the beauty, among the trees
Face caressed by the summer breeze
Hear the birds sing in the skies
See the clouds, float past your eyes
Walk between the spreading trees
Feel the lovely summer breeze
That falls upon your waiting face
As past you, beauty it does race
In the wood Taken on October 1, 2015
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This is one off the first photo's taken with my new camera. After saving for it the past year,sathurday it finally came to that. I will always love my powershot and won't leave it in the dust but a camera with a macrolens was just one off my dreams. And if I have learned anything then it is that,when possible, you have to make you're dreams come treu. My husband gave my the sigma 105mm macro and a 50mm 1.8 to get started. I didn't take the kitlens with the camera because I don't think I will be using that. So birding is still going to be powershot :-) but for macro I will be practicing with my new gear. And yes I know I am a very lucky woman...with my husband and with an orange tip for my first shots ;-)
Watched as these two flittered over the land from tree to tree with wonderful glittering clouds overhead. “Free as birds” came to mind, a world unbeknownst to man, the freedom of flight, to sore on the winds. To float on a passing gust while viewing the passing earth for an easy morsel. Man can ride in roaring machines or soar in a sailplane but only the birds have endless abilities to float or fly without some sort of manmade apparatus, to soar at will and land where ever desired. This one is not a contender.....
Tree backlit with fog early in the morning in a valley in Arkansas. In the morning the river was right to the left so the morning fog would always roll into certain spot..It was amazing really to watch the fog roll in at daylight. Those two sticks there were to show where there is a big hole in the ground , so the hay people mowing the hay wouldn't run into it..
An Outtake of a Shooting in the Munich Subway of last Year, taken with Sony ILCE-7M2 and the Zeiss FE 16-35mm F4 ZA OSS.
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Raindrop In between the Columbine leaves that are just starting to show. Plus my camera must try and get a raindrop without that showing.
Macro Monday In between
Happy Macro Monday everyone
We went hiking along the Skyline to the Sea Trail in the hills of Saratoga, California. This trail goes all the way from Saratoga to the sea, a 2-3 day hike. We once hiked to the sea, my legs were totally dead on arrival. This time only went a short distance for a few hours. No, we did not hike at night, but we found this abandoned VW beetle on the way.
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It's strange to wander in the fog!
A lonely bush, a lonely stone,
No tree can see the other one,
And one is all alone.
The world was full of friends back then,
As life was light to me;
But now the fog has come,
And no one can I see.
Truly, no one is wise,
Who does not know the dark
Which inevitably and silently
Does from others him part.
It's strange to wander in the fog!
Life is loneliness
No Man knows the other one,
And one is all alone.
[Hermann Hesse]
This poem from Hermann Hesse is one of my favourites. I hope the persons in my pic know the other one... :-)