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We've recently planted three large pots with agapanthus (blue) and hibiscus (orange and red) at the entrance to the house. They were planted to complement with and contrast to three palm trees (large, medium and smallish) we potted in super big pots. This was the fruition of a months' long project to tart up the entrance to the house.
Kinderdijk maybe a show for tourists and history lesson for Dutch kids but it also a home village for the 15 families that live in the mills leaving all but 4 of Kinderdijks 19 mills inhabited.
The park keeps two of the uninhabited windmills on display as museum exhibits and they are staffed by wooden clog wearing staff millers that give a fascinating overview of the innerworkings of the mills.
As fun and unique as living in an UNESCO site would be there is a practical purpose to the occupation of the mills in Kinderdijk and that is maintenance, the mill are much easier to maintain if they are kept functional and that requires someone to release the sails and run the machinery when the conditions require it.
The children of the mills are taught from a very young age to avoid the wind sails that may come as close as 30cm from the ground when in operation, these type of mills are called bonnet mills and the top portion rotates with wind direction.
I took this on Sept 17th, 2017 with my D750 and Nikon 28-300mm f/3.5-5.6 Lens at 28mm 1/5 sec f/22 ISO100 processed in LR, PS +Lumenzia, Topaz , Luminar and DXO
Disclaimer: My style is a study of romantic realism as well as a work in progress
I hope everyone has a great week. Better in the light box.
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Flypaper texture: Moth Wing
I can't remember what this structure was or even whether I took it in the city of San Francisco or from one of the surrounding freeways. But it looked like something you might find in a large space port.
From a visit to a friends piano repair workshop ... I was intrigued by the patterns, textures and details there
Something's not right here. The inner workings appear to have been ripped out; there appears to be no guts; you could say the optics aren't quite right. It's a shame when telescopes go bad.
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for #MacroMondays - challenge of September 17th, 2018: #Cogwheel
... looking in the inner workings and at the cogwheels of an old pocket watch
width of this capture: 3 cm
Happy Macro Mondays everybody!!
Thanks a lot for taking a look at my picture and giving feedback (comments and / or faves). I appreciate it very much!! : ))
I will be browsing late in the evening - due to work : ))
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Für die Gruppe Macro Mondays - Thema: Zahnrad
Nahaufnahme einer alten Taschenuhr ... mit einigen Zahnrädern
Ich werde erst am späten Abend dazu kommen, in MM vorbeizuschauen.
Vielen Dank fürs Anschauen meines Bildes und für euer Feedback - ich freue mich immer sehr darüber : ))
I have always granted myself the freedom to exercise artistic license and pursue whatever brings me joy. Currently, shots from my cellphone and digital AI artwork fulfill that purpose, at least for the time being.
Generative AI
Anybody know about Rauners? My dad brought it back from WWII, I think somewhere in Germany. See tags for details. Thanks.
Explored April 9, 2019
Today the We're Here! gang is visiting the Black and White Details group, showing the inner workings of strange and wonderful things.
This is a depiction of what I somehow imagine to be the inner workings of our talented, creative Xavier!
"Alstroemeria, commonly called the Peruvian lily or lily of the Incas, is a genus of flowering plants in the family Alstroemeriaceae. They are all native to South America although some have become naturalized in the United States, Mexico, Australia, New Zealand, Madeira and the Canary Islands. Almost all of the species are restricted to one of two distinct centers of diversity, one in central Chile, the other in eastern Brazil. Species of Alstroemeria from Chile are winter-growing plants while those of Brazil are summer growing. All are long-lived perennials except A. graminea, a diminutive annual from the Atacama Desert of Chile." (Wikipedia)
The switch of the light on a night stand needing fixing. One of the few places that still has an incandescent bulb. I saw an opportunity for the week 6 theme in the 52 weeks: the 2021 edition group: Lights at Night.
Being under curfew and taking pictures pictures outside at night (while walking the dog) was not a real option.
Canon EOS 5D Mark IV
EF100mm f/2.8L Macro IS USM
ƒ/14.0
100.0 mm + 105mm extension tubes
1/160s
ISO100
Flash (off, did not fire)
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ODC-Inside workings
I find my Galileo Thermometer quite fascinating. Apparently so do Amazon Anne and Eve. It is indeed a curious thing! For those of you who are curious about it too, here's what Wikipedia has to say about the inside workings of this thermometer: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Galileo_thermometer
Lenox Tower, the Mitchell, IL, convergence of the Chicago and Alton, the Big Four, and the Wabash, all three spliced by a connection with the Alton and Southern. For trains entering St. Louis from the north and east, Lenox Tower was a landmark denoting the entrance to the metropolitan area and its convoluted spaghetti of trackage criss-crossing throughout. Lenox was in itself a complex web--a plant comprised of dozens of switches thrown only through the permission of hundreds of bars interlocked through tiny blocks which, if all lined up in perfect configuration, would enable a permissive aspect to illuminate a route for an oncoming train. The tower's second story floorboards withstood the nearly constant trampling of tower operators, scampering about all the while tugging pistol-grip handles in turn sending a unique electrical command to line a switch or illuminate a signal to safely control the crossing of diamonds, the divergence through the puzzle switch, or the highball of such crack passenger trains as the Abraham Lincoln, Wabash Cannon Ball, or in later years, the Texas Eagle, all threading the needle through a multitude of less prominent freights. Built for the Big Four, coming under control of mighty parent New York Central, finally being passed around like an unwanted stepchild to Union Pacific, Lenox Tower changed hands often since its construction in 1924, but it remained mostly unchanged in both purpose and in operation throughout its years. But time and technology were destined to catch up eventually.
The calendar on the wall reads October 2018, the last calendar month to ever grace the bulletin boards of Lenox. For Halloween Day will bring with it death, as the pipelines threading away from the tower like a spider's legs will be severed, and the friendly faces of local tower operators pulling pistol-grip levers to line train movements will be replaced by three initials punching keystrokes onto a generic computer screen inside a dark dungeon hundreds of miles away in Omaha. We're inside a relic living out its last working days, nearly 100 years of St. Louis' railroad history housed inside its walls and out, irreplaceable for the stories it could tell and the emblematic operational practices that it demands that will die along with it. For now, its cluttered yet lively walls hide the inevitable, and the tower operator has southbound Amtrak Lincoln Service train #303 safely lined through the plant on Springfield Sub Main 1 destined for St. Louis.
The tower building stood for another two and a half years following its closure at the end of October 2018. On May 17, 2021, it met its ultimate death at the cold steel claws of an excavator. And yet another stalwart of railroading past has fallen, replaced by the efficiency and sterility of the digital age.
Taken with permission, rather obviously, on an unforgettable afternoon spent in the innerworkings of one of America's last manned interlocking towers.
This pocket watch belonged to my father-in-law. It's pictured on a photo of him from his service as an Army medic in Northern Africa in World War II. The watch is about 1.5 inches in diameter.
Stack of 4 images in Helicon focus
Yongnuo YN-568EX II flash with hexagonal diffuser just above and left of watch. Flash and camera both on manual mode to ensure consistent exposure flash set to 1/16 power for this shot.
Inside the lighthouse (Cape Blanco in this case), way at the tippy top, enclosed within a housing of delicately aligned rotating circular prisms called a Fresnel Lens, resides the source of its powerful beam: a thousand watt halogen bulb and its backup. Replaced every 90 days by the Coast Guard.(Notice the upside down trees refracted from the outside). Originally the light source was a oil lamp that had to be continuously maintained by a shift of keepers. Each lighthouse flashes at particular intervals, thus allowing sailors to know where they are as well as where the hazard is.
Seeing inside the activity of an enlivened Exposure from the three-dimensional realm, to a digitized sensor absorption, transformed across a two-dimensionally captured reality.
While not my original plan, I like the way it turned out. Can you see the robot face? :)
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New imaging technology finally allows scientists to understand what makes these amazing creatures fly...
Modification of a photo I took 10 years ago.
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Used my little Raynox 250 macro lens to get a closer look at the stamens and pollen of a Christmas Cactus flower. A warm glow, which feels good after walking all day today.
Had a full day of Christmas Bird Count in the Canmore area (near Banff, in the Rocky Mountains) today. It's recommended that a person does 10,000 steps a day - well, I've done 23,377 today, LOL, and it feels like it, too! Feel exhausted, so won't be on Flickr much tonight. Got less than two hours sleep last night and tomorrow morning I have to be up early to go looking for Owls with a friend. Aren't I lucky?? No walking though, just driving.
I purchased this plant two years ago during the holiday season from a local hardware store. Within a few days, all the buds fell off. I then did what the salesperson told me, "pretty much ignore it, hardly water, and place where it gets filtered light. Two years later, in March 2015, the plant developed buds and today it bloomed! Better late than never!
My brother-in-law owns a nickel slot machine (and provides guest a cup of nickels to play it)... This is the front view. Redondo Beach, California
Some pocketwatches are easy to open.
Others require a great deal of effort, and you can damage the thing if you go in willy-nilly, stabbing at the thing with some kind of serrated Rambo knife. I guess they used to carry around these very thin metal tools that allowed them to pop the back to reveal the glorious gears turning within.
Took me a while to get this one open, and I'm not a patient guy. I entertained the idea (not even briefly) of delicately peeling back the gilded layers with, say, a large hunk of granite, or maybe a two-fisted brick attack.
Didn't need to, blessedly. Popped it. Gazed within. And yet again, another glimpse of a craftsman's age that has long fallen off the timeline.
Another 3d illustration piece for orange.
Sadly, the gear design wasn't allowed to be pushed too far, hence the lack of logic or interestingness of the actual mechanisms. Oh well.
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Macro Mondays: "Gear" theme.
I decided to use my favorite gear gear--an old watch with the most beautiful inner workings (that don't work!)
Also submitted to 7DOS for "Old" theme.
© 2012 Loren Zemlicka
When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white;
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer's green all girded up in sheaves
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
That thou among the wastes of time must go,
Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake
And die as fast as they see others grow;
And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence
Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.
- William Sakespeare, "Sonnet XII"