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"I feel that tug. The restlessness of needing to just... escape to whatever destination the next gate brings. I don't fit anywhere really, it's the journey itself that I belong to. Always the watcher, dancing on the outskirts of each destination, until that pull draws me again to wherever I'm needed next."
:: " A book can also be where one finds oneself; and when a reader is grasped by and held by a book, reading does not feel like an escape from life so much as it feels like an urgent, crucial dimension of life itself." ::
{Rebecca Mead - My Life in Middlemarch}
and dangerous than the sitting itself. When I’m photographing, I immediately know when I’ve got the image I really want. But to get the image out of the camera and into the open, is another matter :-)
Richard Avedon
Character Matters!
Grand Canyon National Park, Arizona
Another lyrebird moment presented itself.
We stopped by Sublime Point lookout on the way home after a big day out. Right beside the footpath there was a superb lyrebird scratching around in the litter. It did not seem at all concerned about the 5 or 6 people that were soaking up the moment. I think it is most likely a juvenile.
The building itself was built in 1875, but I’ve no idea when Sibley’s Family Butchers took up residence. I like it when the signage has character like this and has not been replaced in the bland, modern style.
I love the reflections as well!
For me, the swallowtail is the king of butterflies. One is currently flying endless rounds in my garden every afternoon. It's wonderful to watch it gliding and it seemingly enjoying itself. Every now and then a second one comes by and they fly away together. But a short time later, "mine" comes back to do its rounds again. I wonder how long it will keep coming...
Der Schwalbenschwanz ist für mich der König der Schmetterlinge. Zur Zeit fliegt einer jeden Nachmittag unendlich viele Runden in meinem Garten. Es ist wunderschön, ihm dabei zuzuschauen, wie er segelt und scheinbar Freude dabei hat. Ab und zu kommt noch ein zweiter vorbei, und sie fliegen dann gemeinsam weg. Aber kurze Zeit später kommt "meiner" wieder zurück, um seine Runden zu drehen. Bin gespannt, wie lange er noch kommt...
This tiny daisy had managed to plant itself in the middle of the grass in front of our letter box.
So now, it is having a good drink before I find it a better home.
12/100 flowers 2022
Saturday challenge - Geometric, especially nature
"Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty."
John Ruskin
Geranium sanguine keeps popping up in our perennial flower garden, but I really don't mind. The beauty of each flower is well worth its ability to spread itself into every nook and cranny of available space.
"Monarch scientist Dr. Karen Oberhauser describes the process: "To emerge, the adult monarch must split open the pupa cuticle along a line of weakness. ...First, it swallows air through the pupal spiracles. The adult then swallows some of this air into its digestive system. The air causes the body of the monarch to expand. Finally, the cuticle splits along the line of weakness and the adult pulls itself out.""
from Journey North's Monarch Butterfly pages:
www.learner.org/jnorth/monarch/index.html
Upper Peninsula of Michigan,
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Vík lies directly south of the Mýrdalsjökull glacier, which itself is on top of the Katla volcano. Katla has not erupted since 1918, and this longer than typical dormant period has led to speculation that an eruption may occur soon. An eruption of Katla could melt enough ice to trigger an enormous flash flood, potentially large enough to obliterate the entire town. The town's church, located high on a hill, is believed to be the only building that would survive such a flood. Thus, the people of Vík practice periodic drills and are trained to rush to the church at the first sign of an eruption. The town of about 300 inhabitants has 1,400 hotel rooms for scientists and tourists, who are also briefed about Katla's dangers. (Wikipedia)
The Lake Placid Club built the first ski jump on this site in 1920, using the hillside itself as the jump surface. The jump was referred to as the Intervales 35-meter jump. On February 21. 1921, the first competition was held at this site, drawing 3,000 spectators. The record jump for the day was 124 feet, set by Antony Maurer. In 1923, the jump was enlarged to fifty meters, and in 1927, a new steel tower was built, raising the jump to 60 meters. In 1928, the tower was raised to 75 meters; this was the tower used for the 1932 Winter Olympic Games. In 1977, the old tower was demolished to make way for new 70 and 90-meter jumps, used for the 1980 Winter Olympic Games. In 1994, the landing hills were re-graded to bring the jumps into compliance with current rules, and increasing their height to 90 and 120 meters 170
FRONT PAGE EXPLORE! & EXPLORE #9
YEP! It's another water droplet shot from Angela! ;0)
For Gorgeous Green Thursday (there is a little green there.....LOL!)
I used Isabelle Lafrance's Soulful Textures
Basic ghesso - soft light 33%
Spring haze - soft light 100%
Hope you all have a wonderful day!!!!! :0)
Metra 99 finds itself on Rock Island train 301 after having its turn at the wheel lathe in Blue Island.
Living in the Eastern Sierra can be an adventure in itself, with periodic wildfires fanned by high winds in dry conditions. In August of 2020 the Slink Fire erupted in the Slinkard Valley, and eventually came over the ridge to appear above the homes in the towns of Walker and Coleville in Little Antelope Valley. I captured this image just a few miles from my house, along the detour of Highway 395. Fortunately this fire was contained before it cause too much damage, but a later one fanned by winds over 50 MPH burned over 70 structures in the neighboring community of Walker. Residents and governmental agencies have been reducing sagebrush in and around neighborhoods to minimize future fire wildfire risk.
This Slink Fire panorama was captured Sunday night, August 31, as it burns over the towns of Coleville and Walker in Little Antelope Valley. By September 1, the fire was significantly reduced by air tankers and helicopters. Highway 395 re-opened.
Slink Fire updates: inciweb.nwcg.gov/incident/7105/
I sat and waited ages for this warbler to come up out of the reeds and show itself thankfully there was a wee breeze that moved the reeds to allow a small window for a quick grab shot. These little warblers are such beautiful singers
These moslim girls were praying in Istanbul's biggest and well preserved Church- Saint Antoine. I do myself believe in Humanity itself, prior to cultures, religions and national borders . This photo somehow reflects the aproach I desire humanity would chase after.
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The Chinguetti Mosque is a mosque in Chinguetti, Mauritania. It was an ancient center of worship created by the founders of the oasis city of Chinguetti in the Adrar region of Mauritania in the thirteenth or fourteenth century. The minaret of this ancient structure is supposed to be the second oldest in continuous use anywhere in the Muslim world.
In the 1970s the mosque was restored through a UNESCO effort, but it, along with the city itself, continues to be threatened by intense desertification.
In 1996 the old town of Chinguetti was added to the Unesco world heritage list, together with the old towns of Ouadane, Tichitt and Oualata.
In Sunni Islam, Chinguetti is generally regarded as the 7th holy city.
Submitted: 18/01/2018
Accepted: 24/01/2019
A larva that feeds itself on a rare plant near the beach. It is more beautiful than the moth it will become. It’s a wide-angle macro with a Laowa 15mm F4. Hence no real exiff, it’s a manual lens.
Nella quiete ovattata dell’Oasi i tronchi affiorano come ricordi che la nebbia non riesce a cancellare.
Il silenzio si specchia nell’acqua, e il tempo sembra trattenere il respiro.
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In the muffled stillness of the Oasis, the stumps rise like memories the fog cannot erase.
Silence mirrors itself on the water, and time seems to hold its breath.
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"The moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections."
Quote - Tahereh Mafi
Spotted this somewhere in a shelter place;-))
The black text says: The moon always smiles (in Dutch: Het maantje lacht altijd)
Happy Wall Wednesday ;-))
morning broke dawns edge
along the line where darkness lives and keeps it pledge
and there alone solemn and still
stood the flower watching over my mill
of mulling and churning
it was broken and scattered
but it didn't matter
it's job was done standing thru the night
to keep away all fright from its delight
it was going to rest and collect itself
because inside was restoration.
and salvation.
What happens when a dolphin meets Photoshop polar coordinates. You can make it jump itself in a curious kind of way. It takes a few steps to make these so I created an action which will let me unleash more on my friends :) Just let me know if you don't like them and I will desist!
Male Small Whiteface presenting itself on a nice green conifer instead of an ugly dead stick as they often do ;-)
Seen in the nature-sanctuary "Tister Bauernmoor" near Sittensen (between Bremen and Hamburg) - Niedersachsen - Germany.
In order to protect this rare species the geotags are falsely set to the parking area of the nature sanctuary. The photo was taken from a legally accessible footpath.
Männliche Kleine Moosjungfer posiert auf einem schön grünen Nadelbaum, wo doch Libellen sonst gerne auf hässlichen toten Zweigen sitzen ;-)
Gesehen im Naturschutzgebiet "Tister Bauernmoor" bei Sittensen (zwischen Bremen und Hamburg) - Niedersachsen.
Zum Schutz dieser seltenen Art sind die Geodaten dieses Fotos verfälscht auf den Parkplatz des Naturschutzgebietes gesetzt. Das Foto wurde an einem legal begehbaren Weg gemacht.
Antwerp, Estación Central.
(...) Towards the end of the nineteenth century, Austerlitz began, in reply to my questions about the history of the building of Antwerp station, when Belgium, a little patch of yellowish gray barely visible on the map of the world, spread its sphere of influence to the African continent with its colonial enterprises, when deals of huge proportions were done on the capital markets and raw-materials exchanges of Brussels, and the citizens of Belgium, full of boundless optimism, believed that their country, which had been subject so long to foreign rule and was divided and disunited in itself, was about to become a great new economic power—at that time, now so long ago although it determines our lives to this day, it was the personal wish of King Leopold, under whose auspices such apparently inexorable progress was being made, that the money suddenly and abundantly available should be used to erect public buildings which would bring international renown to his aspiring state. One of the projects thus initiated by the highest authority in the land was the central station of the Flemish metropolis, where we were sitting now, said Austerlitz; designed by Louis Delacenserie, it was inaugurated in the summer of 1905, after ten years of planning and building, in the presence of the King himself.
Delacenserie's eclecticism, uniting past and future in the Centraal Station with its marble stairway in the foyer and the steel and glass roof spanning the platforms, was in fact a logical stylistic approach to the new epoch, said Austerlitz, and it was also appropriate, he continued, that in Antwerp Station the elevated level from which the gods looked down on visitors to the Roman Pantheon should display, in hierarchical order, the deities of the nineteenth century—mining, industry, transport, trade, and capital. For halfway up the walls of the entrance hall, as I must have noticed, there were stone escutcheons bearing symbolic sheaves of corn, crossed hammers, winged wheels, and so on, with the heraldic motif of the beehive standing not, as one might at first think, for nature made serviceable to mankind, or even industrious labor as a social good, but symbolizing the principle of capital accumulation.
And Time, said Austerlitz, represented by the hands and dial of the clock, reigns supreme among these emblems. The clock is placed above the only baroque element in the entire ensemble, the cruciform stairway which leads from the foyer to the platforms, just where the image of the emperor stood in the Pantheon in a line directly prolonged from the portal; as governor of a new omnipotence it was set even above the royal coat of arms and the motto Endracht maakt macht. The movements of all travelers could be surveyed from the central position occupied by the clock in Antwerp Station, and conversely all travelers had to look up at the clock and were obliged to adjust their (...)
W. G. Sebald, Austerlitz, 2001.
Unknown artist, unnamed piece - blame the photographer: I just didn't get the caption or take enough notes - South Australian Art Gallery (in 2013).
I absolutely love the mood of this piece. Anything I say will detract: it has to stand for itself.
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Wassermühle an der Bille (Grander Mühle)
The mill itself is unfortunately out of order and needs a restauration.
Die Mühle selber ist leider ausser Betrieb und müsste saniert werden.
1 Corinthians 13
Bible 21
I am nothing without love
4 Love is patient, it is kind, love does not envy, love does not boast or exalt itself; 5 she is not rude, she does not seek her own gain, she is not quick-tempered, she does not count wrongs, 6 she is not malicious, but she rejoices in the truth; 7 bears all things, believes all things, always hopes, endures all things.
8 Love never ends.
Victoria and Albert Museum: Around the Museum
This is a collection of items that I have photographed over a long period of time. Being a member of the Museum has helped to satisfy my great curiosity in all forms of Art. The building itself has great architectural quality, both insides and out. As usual, trust you will enjoy what I have posted.
Thanks to Michael's ingenuity, we were able to walk into the ruin itself. As we stepped through the doorway, I gazed up at the long-destroyed window - it can be hard to make the most of a place in the dark, I really wanted to 'take in' as much of the experience as possible.
I'm not a fan of churches at the best of times and the overwhelming darkness of the place - due to the cloudiness of the night and the strong light at the front of the ruin - really made me feel grim.
Boy was luck on our side that night though. Literally right as we walked off the site the lights went off and we were in complete darkness. Had we arrived any later, we would have been completely out of luck. Phewie.
... that it finally dissolves and destroys itself ?💛
-marlene
Zibska Miko Eyemakeup 15
{geek store} Wrinkles eyes female Light I
Kibitz - Jewels collar v3 - silver
nova. Cherry [legacy/reborn]
Zibska Visitante Etx Headpiece Decay
Zibska Visitante Ext Collar
Zibska Visitante Ext Collar Decay
Zibska Visitante Ext Headpiece
[C.YFashion]*SETSUKO* Dress Black--LEGACY
Somewhat of a unique view presented itself when both trainsets for ATK 314 (from KC) and late running ATK 301 (from CHI) needed to be spun before returning to the depot for later departures. Generally, Amtrak consists leave the St. Louis downtown station and run east over to the Poplar Street wye to spin shortly after all passengers have detrained. 301 was running nearly 2 hours late and 314 was on time. With nothing else around, the TRRA Merchants Dispatcher was guiding them both and set up this meet above 6th Street. ATK 314's consist is in the foreground and holding for the signal at Gratiot on the UP Lesperance connection while 301's consist shoves by on the TRRA High Line.
01-29-2022
This photo opportunity presented itself,which I could not ignore.The flat bottomed boat sedately appeared,hardly moving and seemed to be becalmed on the still waters. The faces of the passengers were a sight to behold,they seemed to be blank,bored and void of expression and showing no interest in their colourful surrounding.
It is worth enlarging to see passengers faces.
Thank You for the views,faves and comments,very much appreciated .
This put itself in our lawn , there is quite a lot now and we do not mow the lawn until it finishes flowering. I can see it from the window as I write, it is glowing in the twilight.
In my garden Stafford UK. 16th April 2020
16th April 2020
Sighted this this beautiful Hoopoe enjoying a sand bath on a country road. It was patient and we lay down flat on the ground and watched it for about 10-15 minutes. The whole exercise was fantastic and I was totally amazed and how well it takes a sandbath. It literally crawls on its feet, then digs up mud on itself, making sure all parts are covered. Then it shook itself hard a couple of times to get the sand out.
Hoopoe are resident birds in India and could be seen throughout the year. But the end of rainy season and early winter brings them out more often. Soon the breeding season will start and hence there will be lot more activity.
Many thanks in advance for all your views and feedback.
Fès prides itself of having the most-populated quarter without any access by car in the world. It's the old medina with 250,000 people living in a maze of small pathways served by donkeys as the only way to transport material.
Stitched from 4 shots.
Gloriosa superba, the name itself describes it well. It is native to the Indian and African subcontinents, but has also been introduced to the Americas.
It's Sanskrit name is Agnishikha, meaning flame tipped, and one of the common English name is also flame lily.
As such, it seemed to be an appropriate photo to post on the occasion of Diwali, the festival of lights.