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Christmas is less than a fortnight away and nature here in Ostwestfalen is like early Spring. We used Sunday afternoon for an extended hiking tour around home waters of the river Werre in the Löhne area.
"I like not to say much,
I don't say much.
I like to look up,
I look up at endless songs.
With my shadow to fly, to fly,
to catch stars on the bottom,
at the bottom, bottom of your music.
And when the frost falls, the frost,
to circle like full, full
moon in your scene.
Let the lights be dim, dim,
if stars were bright, bright
in your hands to leave.
My eyes, try to find me, find me,
search the streets of silence,
alone I will I erase my form."
I decided to post this as a less “faded” companion to my previous image, Shadow to my Light. This photo was taken in my neighborhood, on one of those winter days when the weather is cloudy and dreary all day and then the sky suddenly lightens along the horizon and the sun makes an appearance just in time to illuminate a beautiful afternoon sunset.
These unexpected sunsets, in a time of year marked by long nights and skies seemingly perpetually arrayed in endless shades of gray, always spark a sense of joy for me. And I can feel a lightness rising in my heart as I watch the sun determinedly burn its way through the clouds and thread the sky with ribbons of light and color in a triumphant celebration of victory over winter’s gloom.
The Queen of Spring is also the Queen of legends
La pivoine chez les Grecs
Dans leur culture, la pivoine est bien plus qu’une jolie fleur des beaux jours, elle est d’abord considérée comme une plante médicinale. Cette faculté a par ailleurs nourri un mythe grec, où se mêlent colère des dieux et guérison. Son nom d’après les rumeurs, lui viendrait du médecin Péon, disciple d’Asclépios, dieu de la médecine. Ce dernier aurait trouvé un remède à la douleur des femmes durant leur accouchement. Son maître jaloux de son talent, se dit que finalement, il mériterait bien de mourir celui-ci. Fort heureusement pour Péon et pour nous, Zeus proposa une punition moins dramatique et changea le jeune médecin en la fleur qu’il avait découverte : une pivoine. Aussi réputée pour ses couleurs vives, ses teintes et nuances ont également inspiré une légende qui continue d’exister dans notre monde moderne, à travers l’expression : “rougir comme une pivoine”.
L’histoire parle ici de la nymphe Péone, qui comme la plupart des naïades était d’une incroyable beauté. Courtisée par tous les dieux, elle eut la mauvaise idée d’en faire un peu trop et d’enfreindre le code divin de la pudeur. Un faux pas, provoquant l’indignation des tout-puissants, qui décidèrent alors de la changer en une fleur extraordinaire : une pivoine. Quant à son erreur de jugement, pour l’inscrire à jamais dans l’histoire, ils donnèrent à ses pétales la couleur de la honte, le rouge. D’où l’expression…
La pivoine au pays du Soleil Levant
L’ Asie regorge de mythes et légendes, qui nous en apprennent un peu plus sur notre fleur préférée. La première, raconte en partie pourquoi le printemps est la saison favorite des pivoines. En Chine durant la dynastie Tang, un jour de grand froid d’hiver, l’impératrice Wu Zetian après avoir bu un peu trop de vin, exigea des fleurs de son jardin qu’elles fleurissent pendant la nuit, pour la satisfaire au petit matin. Le calendrier des fleurs était apparemment le cadet de ses soucis...
Son nom signifiant “celle qui discipline le ciel”, cette dernière était persuadée qu’aucune variété fleurie n'oserait lui désobéir. Le lendemain, seule la pivoine avait décidé de n’en faire qu’à sa tête et d’attendre le printemps. La reine de la saison apparaît alors pour la première fois, comme une fleur au caractère bien trempé. Folle de rage, l’impératrice exila toutes les pivoines du pays à Luoyang, où finalement, elles s’épanouirent fièrement, donnant lieu à un merveilleux spectacle fleuri. La ville est depuis la capitale de la pivoine, et organise chaque année un festival qui lui est dédié.
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The peony among the Greeks
In their culture, the peony is much more than a pretty flower for sunny days, it is first and foremost considered a medicinal plant. This faculty also nourished a Greek myth, where anger of the gods and healing mingle. Its name, according to rumors, comes from the doctor Péon, disciple of Asclepius, god of medicine. The latter would have found a remedy for the pain of women during childbirth. His master, jealous of his talent, said to himself that in the end, he deserved to die this one. Fortunately for Peon and for us, Zeus proposed a less dramatic punishment and changed the young doctor into the flower he had discovered: a peony. Also famous for its bright colors, its shades and shades have also inspired a legend that continues to exist in our modern world, through the expression: “blush like a peony”.
The story here is about the nymph Péone, who like most naiads was incredibly beautiful. Courted by all the gods, she had the bad idea to do a little too much and break the divine code of modesty. A false step, provoking the indignation of the all-powerful, who then decided to change it into an extraordinary flower: a peony. As for its error of judgment, to inscribe it forever in history, they gave its petals the color of shame, red. Hence the term...
Peony in the Land of the Rising Sun
Asia is full of myths and legends, which teach us a little more about our favorite flower. The first, partly tells why spring is the favorite season for peonies. In China during the Tang Dynasty, on a very cold winter day, Empress Wu Zetian after drinking a little too much wine, demanded flowers from her garden to bloom during the night, to satisfy her in the early morning. . The flower calendar was apparently the least of his worries...
Her name meaning "she who disciplines the sky", the latter was convinced that no flowering variety would dare to disobey her. The next day, only the peony had decided to do as it pleased and to wait for spring. The queen of the season then appears for the first time, like a flower with a strong character. Mad with rage, the Empress exiled all the peonies in the country to Luoyang, where they finally blossomed proudly, giving rise to a marvelous flowery spectacle. The city has since been the capital of the peony, and organizes a festival dedicated to it every year.
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Another very early morning shot at high ISO, taken before we could readily see the birds with the naked eye. Here a chicken displays next to a cow patty.
Passing an abandoned pier, a fishing trawler heads to work on a misty morning in Casco Bay off the coast of Portland, Maine. Thanks for viewing! I appreciate your support moor than you know :)
Nikon D7500, Sigma 18-300, ISO 200, f/8.0, 155mm, 1/1000s
BIG THANK YOU TO MY FRIEND Carl's Captures FOR THE TITLE!!
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“Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don't they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers.”
― Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngCi6PGDiWw
SOLITAIRE – ANDY WILLIAMS
Little Tawny Mining Bee
on my Henry Moore
drying out; hoping for the sun
lots of pollen for your store
Solitary little Bee
he loves playing Solitaire
flying here and there and then
hovering in the air
back to Earth and nourish it
doing the very best you can
avoiding all the chemicals
laid down and sprayed by mortal man
in my garden you'll be safe
nowhere will you ever find
any unnatural substances
here there's only peace of mind
a haven; a little Heaven here on Earth
Garden of Eden that's for sure
stay here with me and you'll be safe
in my world; resting on my Henry Moore.
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PERSONAL CHALLENGE : 4. MINIMALISM
Less than a month ago, Mother Nature was snowing on us. This last week she blessed us with flowers and warm weather!
Explored - 2021-03-27 at #458 out of 500.
the less successful the pictures turn out to be :-)
Fay Godwin
HGGT! Justice Matters! Indict Trump!
cabbage white butterfly on verbena, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
1932 Donnet Type 7CV Cl-7 (1928-1932) Modèle Torpédo
Unfortunately, I wĺill have less time to spend on FLICKR in the coming period due to my study 'Drone Pilot Advanced EASA Specific-Category STS-01/PDRA-S01' 🚁
I keep trying to post 2 automotives a day on my stream and not in groups except by request
Petit Chevalier | Lesser yellowlegs | Tringa flavipes
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Un Petit Chevalier aux aguets!
J'aurais bien aimé compléter mon approche. Il en manquait peu. Son comparse du moment aura sonné l'alerte. D'où cette belle pose où son regard fixe en direction de ce dernier. Je ne sais trop pourquoi d'ailleurs, à ce moment-là j'étais bien tranquille à tenter de le capter avec ma lentille qui frôlait alors la surface de l'eau. Nous avons rien remarqué de particulier. Eux oui! Toujours aux aguets ses petits limicoles.
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
Cagle's Chasm
Marion Co. Tennessee
Main pit depth 186'
Natural lighting
This was taken on an occasionally perilous drive along the Newlands Valley in the Lake District. This is one of the less photographed areas in that part of the world for some reason but has some really spectacular viewpoints. Having given the matter some considerable thought, perhaps “perilous drive” might just explain the “less photographed” bit .....
Macro Monday
Theme: Behind Glass
Size: Less than 3x3 inches
The subject behind the glass, in this case a perfume glass bottle is the plastic tube with the perfume drops inside the bottle.
3 light sources...natural back lighting, incandescent yellow light at 2 o'clock and LED torch light at 6 0'clock.
Colours are from small pieces of coloured plastic bags placed behind the bottle.
Many thanks for your visit, comments and faves...it is always appreciated...
HMM
I did stick my neck out here thinking I might vaguely ID this critter. I was actually looking for a Barn Owl, which was less than cooperative in terms of photo ops, so these guys were a great consolation.
A cockatoo is any of the 21 parrot species belonging to the family Cacatuidae, the only family in the superfamily Cacatuoidea. Along with the Psittacoidea (true parrots) and the Strigopoidea (large New Zealand parrots), they make up the order Psittaciformes. The family has a mainly Australasian distribution, ranging from the Philippines and the eastern Indonesian islands of Wallacea to New Guinea, the Solomon Islands and Australia. Cockatoos are recognisable by the prominent crests and curved bills. Their plumage is generally less colourful than that of other parrots, being mainly white, grey or black and often with coloured features in the crest, cheeks or tail. On average they are larger than other parrots; however, the cockatiel, the smallest cockatoo species, is a small bird. Cockatoos prefer to eat seeds, tubers, corms, fruit, flowers and insects. They often feed in large flocks, particularly when ground-feeding. Cockatoos are monogamous and nest in tree hollows. Some cockatoo species have been adversely affected by habitat loss, particularly from a shortage of suitable nesting hollows after large mature trees are cleared; conversely, some species have adapted well to human changes and are considered agricultural pests. 9123
The Litchfield Public Library is situated in the center of Library Park in the heart of downtown Litchfield. The block on which the library sits forms the center of the downtown square.
The Classical Revival-style library was designed by Bloomington architect Paul Moratz and was constructed in 1904-05 at a cost of just under $16,000. Funds in the amount of $15,000 were obtained from the Andrew Carnegie Library Trust. In return, the City of Litchfield promised to maintain a free public library at the cost of not less than one-thousand dollars a year. Litchfield's contribution exceeded this amount.
Known as the "Patron Saint" of libraries, Andrew Carnegie spent the first 66 years of his life building a great fortune and the last 18 years giving it away. Between 1886 and 1919 his library benefactions world-wide surpassed $56M dollars. The Litchfield Public Library is just one of 105 Carnegie grants in various amounts made to Illinois communities between 1900-1916.
A new, larger Litchfield Public Library building opened in 2017. The building shown in this photo is now owned by the City of Litchfield where it is open to the public and home to the Litchfield Tourism Office.
Litchfield, a city in Montgomery County, is located in South Central Illinois and is part of the Metro East of St. Louis. Forty-six miles to the north of Litchfield is the Illinois State Capitol in Springfield. Two separate alignments of historic U.S. Route 66 (1930-1940 and 1940-1977), aka the Mother Road, run through the city. Litchfield had a population of 6,605 at the 2020 Census.
The Litchfield Carnegie Public Library was listed in the National Register of Historic Places (NRHP) in 1999.