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"Self Control" Self-control is strength. Calmness is mastery.
You have to get to a point where your mood doesn't shift based on the insignificant actions of someone else. Don't allow others to control the direction of your life.
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Excerpt from the plaque:
It’s Not Here, It’s Over Here by Galmae
A proposal for a group of people in motion, where the awareness of another becomes more and more indispensable.
The world is filled with things we often overlook as insignificant or mundane. “It’s Not Here, It’s Over Here” explores the experience that emerges from the accumulation of these seemingly trivial elements. This installation is composed of a 4-kilometre-long sisal string. The accumulation of a simple material transforms it into a new dimension, demonstrating how a basic substance can transcend its physical form.
This piece reveals the potential for the ordinary to transcend its nature when accumulated, suggesting a shift in how we perceive the mundane through the lens of repetition and persistence.
THOU SHALT NOT BE BURNED by Scylla Rhiadra
July/August 2026 exhibition
Nitroglobus Main hall
It's eggszackily two years since Scylla last exhibited at Nitroglobus, and I am delighted to welcome her back with another impressive and deeply personal exhibition: THOU SHALT NOT BE BURNED.
The title was taken from he bible, a reference that Scylla explores extensively in her accompanying description.
Life is a continuous journey of change. Some changes are small, while others profoundly shape who we are—both in our physical lives and in our Second Lives. Change can be joyful, unexpected, or even unsettling. As Scylla writes, if we read our lives backwards, how many seemingly insignificant moments gain new meaning in light of what followed, perhaps decades later? And how often are the most important turning points also among the quietest?
Once again, Scylla invites us to reflect, to question, and to discover. An intriguing exhibition, unmistakably à la Scylla.
Come and explore.
dido haas, owner/curator Nitroglobus
Once again my sincere thanks to David Silence for creating the classy professional poster based on Scylla's image.
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Opening party:
📅 Monday, 20 July 2026
🕛 12 PM SLT / 21:00 CET
🎵 Music by DJ Magda
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Desciption by the artist:
"When thou passest through the waters,
I will be with thee; and through the rivers,
they shall not overflow thee: when thou
walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be
burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon
thee." (Isaiah 43.2)
Generally, when we talk about undergoing a "transition," we are referencing what we have determined is, for some reason or another, a seminal moment, a change between one relatively static or stable identity or place to another. The whole notion of "transition" is, perhaps, built upon this idea of our lives as composed of chapters, of stillnesses that we can bracket off and that are broken at intervals by events that usher in some kind of new identity, or some new reality.
There's obviously a great deal of truth to this notion: such moments in time are indeed "transitions." But I want to suggest that every moment of our lives is in some sense or another a "transition," that our movement through time, and through experience, is really a succession of transitional moments. If we live we are never entirely at rest, even in sleep. And when we experience, see, talk, touch, dream, we are changed. We have transitioned.
If we read our lives backwards, how many apparently insignificant events take on a new significance in the context of what followed, perhaps decades later? How often are the most important transitional moments also among our quietest?
This exhibition is a celebration of those moments, of the times and places where they happen, whether these occur as the morning sun breaks the horizon, or when we feel the water lapping hungrily at our thighs. Every space in that sense can be a liminal space, a boundary or crossroads between what we were and what we become.
Change is proof of life; liminality is the state of being alive. We must walk through the waters unafraid, and through the fires, for they will not burn us. Every transition is a moment of becoming, and bears trace of what we were before. "The Child," wrote William Wordsworth, "is father of the Man":
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
Every transition is a leaping, and a redemption.
Le Fusain d'Europe présente des fleurs assez insignifiantes blanc verdâtre en avril/ mai, suivies en automne de fruits roses en forme de bonnet d'evêque laissant apparaître, en s'ouvrant, de grosses graines orangées très appréciées par les oiseaux.
The Charcoal of Europe presents rather insignificant greenish-white flowers in April/ May, followed in autumn by pink fruits in the shape of a bishop’s cap, revealing, opening, large orange seeds very appreciated by the birds.
To say the view here is amazing is an understatement. This is hands down the best view of the Colorado River winding its way through the north rim of the Grand Canyon. Nothing says you're small and insignificant as when you stand before this magnificent overlook.
From the rim of Mt Ijen, one can see the most acidic lake that looks green, 800m down
From the rim of Mt Ijen, one can also see the hardship of the sulfur miners who have to walk up the challenging path, with heavy load of sulfur
From the rim of Mt Ijen as well, one can see the contrast of insignificant human beings and the great nature. How the latter constantly poses tough challenges, and how human beings, in this case, sulfur miners endure and overcome the challenges
Standing at the rim of Mt Ijen is like putting one in an amphitheater, to witness a great 'show'
Check earlier posting for background info
Slot canyons are some of the most amazing places to experience. Surrounded by towering walls, you can feel so small and insignificant. But at the same time, the experience can be transcendental. Indeed, places like this are among some of the most beautiful I've seen anywhere in the world.
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Just a little wave on a Oklahoma lake..Keystone...this was a small wave from a boat, not really significant but 10 million of these small waves can change the face of a shoreline.....think about it...no matter how small nothing should be counted insignificant.
Life is a series of steps. Things are done gradually. Once in a while there is a giant step,
but most of the time we are taking small, seemingly insignificant steps on the stairway of life.
~ Ralph Ransom
I am enjoying going over these images, reliving the excitement and wonder that I so clearly remember. Those first days I felt like a spinning top, shooting anything and everything. We were all so giddy to be THERE, to see wildlife, ANY wildlife, so up-close and personal. It was absolutely thrilling. And unbelievably, it only got better and better. This was THEIR world, not mine, and there was so much to see, so much to learn, so much to be grateful for, so much to marvel over. Nothing was insignificant or ordinary. I have thousands of images to go through, and every one feels like I am unwrapping a gift.
“Every creature was designed to serve a purpose. Learn from animals for they are there to teach you the way of life. There is a wealth of knowledge that is openly accessible in nature. Our ancestors knew this and embraced the natural cures found in the bosoms of the earth. Their classroom was nature. They studied the lessons to be learned from animals. Much of human behavior can be explained by watching the wild beasts around us. They are constantly teaching us things about ourselves and the way of the universe, but most people are too blind to watch and listen.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun
Insignificant On Cosmic Scale But Godly In Uniqueness In Space-Time Continuum, First Sunset New Year New Decade New Era - IMRAN™
(My 97th Photo In Explore!)
What a joy to be able to live into another new year, another new decade, and, hopefully, a new era. I captured this beautiful first sunset of 2021 on Tampa Bay Florida at my blessed home in Apollo Beach.
It is an HDR image intended to capture the vivid vivacious vitality of this time in history.
In the grand scheme of things, it makes you think. Quite frankly, the moment is meaningless when seen on a cosmic scale — which is the backdrop of our time here on earth as humans, or as a species on a planet, or even as a planet in peril from its own inhabitants while it does its rounds around a fairly insignificant star called the sun. Even on a human scale it is a “non-event” — just a click that may not even register in the literally billions of photos that will have been taken between New Year’s Eve and the first night of 2021.
But here and now, the moment and the experience of this instant, it is a godly event — an absolutely unique spot, sight, and moment — in all of the infinite space-time continuum! Imagine that. I bow my head in gratitude to the Almighty, and in thanks to all of you for the love you gave, give, and will give me. Forever.
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Think to call them, chestnut headed swallow, would be better, as the wire tail is so insignificant.
These swallows nest under the nearby bridge, and are ready to start the next brood, the parents are trying to get to get youngsters to catch flying insects for themselves, but every now and then they relent to there voice, a quiet, with a soft chip call.....Length 14 Cm. Best viewed large!
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L'église de style ottonien
Commencée à l'époque ottonienne vers 992, l'église a été consacrée en 1046.
L'église présente un haut chevet plat prolongé par une abside semi-circulaire qui, bien que de proportions non négligeables, semble petite en comparaison.
Le chevet plat, percé de quelques trous de boulin, présente trois petites fenêtres cintrées à sa base. Plus haut, il est percé d'un triplet composé de trois hautes fenêtres cintrées.
Le pignon du chevet plat laisse apparaître des poutres de bois en forme de ferme de charpente.
L'abside semi-circulaire, couverte d'un toit d'ardoises conique, présente une fenêtre basse, alignée sur celles du chevet plat, et une minuscule baie cintrée haut placée, presque sous la corniche.
Ottonian-style church
Begun in Ottonian times around 992, the church was consecrated in 1046.
The church has a high, flat apse extended by a semicircular apse which, although of not insignificant proportions, appears small in comparison.
The flat bedside, pierced with a few bowling holes, has three small arched windows at its base. Higher up, it is pierced with a triplet made up of three high arched windows.
The gable of the flat bedside reveals wooden beams in the form of a truss.
The semicircular apse, covered with a conical slate roof, has a low window, aligned with those of the flat apse, and a tiny arched bay high placed, almost under the cornice.
aka Dot Ladybird, was nice to find today. The near transparent spines on the leaf gave the impression that he was floating as he climbed over them!
Upton Magna - Shropshire
Every time I eat cherry peppers I remember back to when I was a very young boy.
My mother would drive us to a popular chain restaurant where, at their drive-through window, we would each order a steak finger basket, which contained steak fingers, Texas toast, a container of gravy, French fries, and for garnish a couple of cherry peppers.
The cherry peppers were exceptionally flavorful, and it became a habit for us to ask for a few extra in our meals when we went.
One time there was a new cashier working the window and she was exceptionally snooty. We asked for a few extra cherry peppers and you’d have thought we were robbing the joint. She went into this diatribe about how the restaurant couldn’t give food away and stay in business, whereupon my mother offered to pay extra, fer crissake, for the additional peppers. Best I remember the woman wound up calling the manager over and creating a real hullabaloo…over a few stinking cherry peppers that I’m sure cost the restaurant next to nothing, and nonetheless were probably cost-factored into the price of the meal.
The experience left such a bad taste in our mouth that we didn’t patronize that particular restaurant again for awhile, all because some wannabe raised Cain over something so insignificant in the scheme of things.
Be careful who you allow to represent you.
Zion National Park has something indefinable about its beauty. I remember when we were approaching the entrance gate of Zion and I could see the sandstone peaks approaching in the distance, somehow it brought tears to my eyes. But there was one spot within Zion in particular, where we came out of the woods after a long hike, and looking back unexpectedly saw a view, part of which is captured in this photo. It's only a section of the view, the whole area is surrounded by peaks like that, and is called "Court of the Patriarchs". The mountains tower straight up like skyscrapers, and the only way to photograph them is with an ultrawide lens. It was the middle of the day and the light was a bit flat overhead, but I worked with what I had.
Trying to define exactly what it was that hit us at that point is like trying to explain what it is like to be in love, or to experience a feeling of awe, but I will try. I would describe it as a feeling of reverence, for experiencing the overwhelming and ancient beauty of this place, and how insignificant we feel in comparison. And also gratitude, knowing we are so fortunate to stand on this piece of sacred ground, feeling the sun on our skin and the soft cool breeze. Our life is but an instant in the long span of time that has formed such a valley, and it will still be there long after we are gone and forgotten, for others hopefully to enjoy.
We also noticed other people similarly in quiet awe as they emerged from the woods onto this sandy ridge and noticed the surroundings. For a moment, it made us forget everything, every bad thing, all pain, guilt, regrets vanish, and we feel reborn like a child, completely open, accepting and unquestioning, but with the added sense of gratitude that age informs us. It's a feeling I try to hold on to and think back on daily.
As I gazed out to this amazing scene I was perplexed as to how a volcano so powerful and destructive could create something so beautiful and breathtaking, it made me think of how small and insignificant we really are. That's me below living life on the edge until dad had a little talk with me :-)))
Tangermünde Castle was first mentioned in 1009 as "civitate Tongeremuthi" because this is where the Tanger (Tongera) flows into the Elbe. The city was first mentioned in 1275.
From 1373 to 1378 Tangermünde was the second seat of Emperor Charles IV, who appointed his 12-year-old son Wenzel Elector of Brandenburg in 1373. After the death of Emperor Charles IV, there was a turbulent development in the Mark, until the Hohenzollerns were enfeoffed with the Mark as electors in 1415 and initially resided in Tangermünde.
The heyday of the Hanseatic city was the 15th century, when the city gates and the town hall were built in the North German brick Gothic style. At this time, St. Stephen's Church was expanded into a Gothic hall church. The city lost the Elector's favor after the uprising of 1488, when the citizens rebelled against the beer tax.
In 1617 the city burned down almost completely. After the fire, many magnificent half-timbered houses were built. Due to the Thirty Years' War, however, the city became a rather insignificant country town.
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Parts of the surviving fortifications with their large gates, like the Neustädter Tor, still existed and were extensively restored after the German unification.
Kjosfossen is a waterfall located in the Aurland municipality of the Sogn og Fjordane county in Norway. The waterfall is one of the most visited tourist attractions in Norway. Its total fall is around 225 metres (738 ft)
The Flåm Line passes directly in front of and over the lower part of the waterfall, which is one of the main attractions for tourists who take the Flåm Line.
I was struggling so much I didn’t know if I’d even manage to take one photo on this day. As the sun was setting I managed to pick up my phone, use the Lightroom camera with a slow shutter and created this grainy, ICM (intentional camera movement) image which seemed to illustrate my experience and how I felt as I laid on the bed in our room after being there for about 8 hours at that point in the day, struggling intensely. Just this little task of taking this picture seemed to help a tiny bit so that I could survive and work on the process of recovering from what I’d experienced that day. It seemed it gave me a way to express—if even just to myself at the moment—what I was experiencing and feeling rather than only keeping it all inside. This is an example of why this “silly, insignificant,” little project of trying to take at least one photo a day is important for me.
Day 13
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As a way to cope with circumstances beyond my control, survive and work to keep fighting for life I decided to try to take at least one photo (or more) each day. I call this “a photo (or more) a day.” Practicing this form of therapeutic photography helps me work to focus on the present moment, gives me something familiar and enjoyable to focus on as I use photography skills that have become like second-nature to me and being able to view the images I capture helps me recall what I was thinking, feeling and noticing at the moment when I created the photos. More of the photos from this series can be seen on my Instagram account
I may not always have the energy, time or capacity to share photos from this series—especially with the very challenging circumstances my family and I are experiencing—and will do my best to continue taking a photo (or more) a day even if I’m not able to share.
"The landscapes are insignificant for large landscape; rare and remarkable landscapes are small. "- Friedrich Nietzsche
Project BY LIGHT PATHS | dawn in the Basin of Sepetiba Bay.
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“As paisagens insignificantes existem para os grandes paisagistas; as paisagens raras e notáveis são para os pequenos.” - Friedrich Nietzsche
Projeto PELOS CAMINHOS DA LUZ | Amanhecendo na Bacia da Baía de Sepetiba.
Earlier this spring I watched this bird, whose gaze rarely left the male, try to establish a nest in these branches. As is evident in the image, this was either a first time at nest-building or a particularly difficult piece of wild grass. The dead tree she is in was not tall - she is about seven feet or two metres off the ground. It was not an ideal place to build a nest as local Hawks and Crows would have found it an easy target.
I stayed distant to allow this to play out as it did - I did not want to flush the birds or interrupt their process. The male contributed little but vocal advice, and after about twenty minutes of trying to arrange things, the female moved to a different tree - one with leaves and some cover for the nest.
I am at the right age, and in the right part of the world, to have been humbled by early IKEA assembly projects. And those had instructions and all the pieces in a box. The challenge of weaving a nest out of wild grasses is not insignificant.
Like the American Redstart in my image of yesterday, the male Blackbird typically has more than one partner on the go at the same time - in this case, he can have up to fifteen. So his assistance in the more mundane challenges, like nest-weaving, may end at free advice.
You may look at me and think that I am small and insignificant, but I float on a sea of magical colors and they transform me. Look again - now what do you see?
On the summit plateau of Meall an Doire Dharaich, an insignificant hill just east of Kinlochleven and south of the eastern Mamores, which can be seen in the background.
I've previously posted two different colour processings of this shot, one in 2015 and a better one about a year ago. This new b&w processing was processed from a third colour version.
A stunning, backlit ocean displays a rich canvas full of detail revealed by a dazzling sun dance in the western sky. Soft colors add serene energy. The human figure, walking the edge of our continent, is put in perspective. Nice shapes, defined by texture permeate the frame. Treasure in the city.
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A look back at the viewing plaatform with a couple folks on it and one more out on the ridge in front. I didn't find what I was looking for with my original compositoin for this sunset so I turned around and wham - this looked pretty good. I was happy that one person walked out into the landscape since it adds such a sense of scale and proportion. We do get lost and become insignificant in landscapes like this. All part of the reason I get out in nature as often as I can - to feel a part of it instead of outside and separate.
Virtually all of the world’s seed plants need to be pollinated. This is just as true for cone-bearing plants, such as pine trees, as for the more colorful and familiar flowering plants. Pollen, looking like insignificant yellow dust, bears a plant’s male sex cells and is a vital link in the reproductive cycle.
With adequate pollination, wildflowers:
Reproduce and produce enough seeds for dispersal and propagation
Maintain genetic diversity within a population
Develop adequate fruits to entice seed dispersers
The Simple Truth: We Can’t Live Without Them!
Pollination is not just fascinating natural history. It is an essential ecological survival function. Without pollinators, the human race and all of earth’s terrestrial ecosystems would not survive. Of the 1,400 crop plants grown around the world, i.e., those that produce all of our food and plant-based industrial products, almost 80% require pollination by animals. Visits from bees and other pollinators also result in larger, more flavorful fruits and higher crop yields. In the United States alone, pollination of agricultural crops is valued at 10 billion dollars annually. Globally, pollination services are likely worth more than 3 trillion dollars.
More than half of the world’s diet of fats and oils come from animal-pollinated plants (oil palm, canola, sunflowers, etc.).
More than 150 food crops in the U.S. depend on pollinators, including almost all fruit and grain crops.
The USDA estimated that crops dependent on pollination are worth more than $10 billion per year.
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A mōlī, or Laysan albatross, effortlessly glides through clear sky over the tropical Pacific Ocean. Albatrosses are built to glide with the high aspect ratio wings displayed in a left banking turn by this beautiful bird. Bones lock joints into position reducing wing extension muscle tension during soaring flight with an energy efficiency that raises metabolism insignificantly above resting rate. Alternately utilizing orographic lift and gravity acceleration, its undulating flight path skims the crests and troughs of ocean waves for thousands of miles while seldom necessitating flapping its six-foot wing span.
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La contemplation du ciel étoilé prend une grande place dans ma tête.
Tous ces milliers de point brillants visibles en pleine nuit me rappellent combien nous occupons une place insignifiante dans l'univers.
Imaginer des dizaines de façon de mettre en scène, de mettre en valeur ce que la nature a à nous offrir sous les étoiles me passionne tout particulièrement.
Quand nous sommes passionnés par ce que l'on fait, nous rayonnons et notre entourage peut ressentir cette passion qui hante en nous. Ce besoin de l'exprimer.
Si bien qu'à travers cette paire de jumelles, vous pouvez apercevoir ce qui hante mon esprit depuis une quinzaine d'années : l'origine de notre existence.
EXIFS :
Sony A7S + objectif Samyang 24mm f/1.4 sur trépied simple.
Pose unique de 15 secondes à 8000 ISO et f/2.8.
Lieu : Pic de Château Renard / Hautes-Alpes / France.
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The contemplation of the starry sky takes up a lot of space in my head.
All these thousands of bright points visible in the middle of the night remind me of how insignificant a place we occupy in the universe.
I am particularly passionate about imagining dozens of ways to stage and highlight what nature has to offer us under the stars.
When we are passionate about what we do, we shine and those around us can feel this passion that haunts us. This need to express it.
So that through this pair of binoculars, you can see what has haunted my mind for fifteen years: the origin of our existence.
EXIFS :
Sony A7S + Samyang lens 24mm f/1.4 on tripod.
One shot of 15 secondes at 8000 ISO and f/2.8.
Place : Pic de Château de Renard / French Alps.
A view towards Loch Eilde Mòr from near the summit of Meall an Doire Dharaich, a fairly insignificant hill above Kinlochleven. Sgùrr Eilde Mòr is on the left and Glas Bheinn on the right.
Previously posted in a much redder processing; I suspect this is nearer reality but it's hard to be sure seven years later.
On another point I agree with you wholeheartedly. It is certainly a nonsensical plan to seek to abolish religion by force and at a stroke. Principally because there is no chance of its succeeding. The believer will not allow his faith to be taken from him – not by arguments and not by bans. If in a few cases this was in fact achieved, it would be an act of cruelty. A person who has for decades taken a sleeping draught will of course be unable to sleep when deprived of the draught. That the effect of the consolations of religion can be likened to that of a narcotic is neatly illustrated by something happening in America. There an attempt is currently being made (clearly under the influence of matriarchy) to deprive people of all stimulants, drugs and semi-luxuries and sate them, by way of recompense, with the fear of God. The outcome of this experiment is another thing over which we need squander no curiosity.
So I take issue with you when you go on to infer that people cannot do without the consolation of the religious illusion at all, that without it they could not bear the burden of life, could not tolerate cruel reality. No, they could not – those to whom you have been administering the sweet (or bittersweet) poison since childhood. But what about the others, who have been brought up rationally? Perhaps a person not suffering from the neurosis needs no intoxicant to ease it.
Granted, such a person will then be in a difficult position, he will have to admit that he is completely helpless, insignificant amid the world’s bustle, no longer the mid-point of creation, no longer the object of tender care on the part of a benign Providence. He will be in the same situation as the child who has left the home where it had felt so warm and cosy. But surely infantilism is something that is meant to be overcome? A person cannot remain a child for ever; eventually the child must go out into what has been called ‘hostile life’. The process might be termed ‘education for reality’. Do you still need me to make plain to you that the sole object of my essay is to draw attention to the necessity for this step forward?
You are afraid, probably, that people will not survive the ordeal. Well, we can only hope they will. It certainly makes a difference, knowing that one is dependent on one’s own strength. A person learns, then, to make proper use of that strength. Humans are not entirely without succour, their science has taught them much since the ice age and will extend their power even further. (...)
to farm his patch in such a way that it feeds him. By withdrawing his expectations from the beyond and concentrating all the forces thus released on earthly existence, he will doubtless manage to make life bearable for all (...)
Sigmund Freud, The Future of an Illusion (1927)
Translated by J. A. Underwood and Shaun Whiteside
Publisher: Penguin Books
An incredible sunset fills the skies outside my townhouse, reducing a solitary human to an insignificant speck.
I had to merge 5 vertical shots to get this image; there was no way my 15-55 mm lens could get it all in one frame.
Glacier National Park during a chilly morning back in 2009. I processed this one for stock because of some interest and I liked it so here it is. If you want in on one of my 2013 landscape photography workshops the first two only have 1 spot each left. Get in while you have the chance! exposurenorthwest.wordpress.com
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Pose: Di's Opera
Excerpt from Wikipedia:
The Staubbach Fall (dust creek fall) is a waterfall in Switzerland, located just west above Lauterbrunnen in the Bernese Highlands. The waterfall drops 297 metres (974 ft) from a hanging valley that ends in overhanging cliffs above the Weisse Lütschine.
The stream, on reaching the verge of the rocky walls of the valley, forms a cascade so high that it is almost lost in spray before it reaches the level of the valley. After rain, and early in the season when fed by the melting snows, the Staubbach Fall is a very striking object. The force of the stream above the fall at such times is sufficient to carry the water clear of the precipice, and the whole mass descends in a condition of liquid dust, between spray and cloud, that sways to-and-fro with the gentlest breeze. In a dry summer, when the supply of water is much reduced, the effect is comparatively insignificant.
Was very pleased to see this species in Shropshire for the first time! Previous finds were in Cornwall. Thanks to David for finding him!! A much more detailed image can be seen here: flic.kr/p/2niGJyg
Now to find a female!
Cound Bank - Shropshire