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Il capolino fiorale di un cardo non è cosa semplice. Si tratta, in realtà, di parecchie decine di fiori, collocati in strette sequenze concentriche. Questo significa che visitarli tutti e dunque inserire la spiritromba in ciascuno, alla ricerca del nettare, divine una missione impegnativa per una farfalla. Missione a cui la stessa farfalla, in questo caso un Macaone, si dedica comunque con ammirabile solerzia ..... ..
Salyx, thinking...
She was wondering what camouflage, tools and equipment she would need in order to scale the eight foot, wrought iron bird feeders we’ve erected in the garden.
She knows it’s impossible.
In my garden,
South Carrick Hills
SW Scotland
Il fior di loto è sbocciato e sta esponendo al sole la sua magnificenza. E' gigantesco, ma un piccolo sirfide sembra non scoraggiarsi e si accinge ad esplorare le riserve di nettare e di polline del fiore. La sua è una missione impegnativa e probabilmente, nel continente asiatico, in cui la pianta è autoctona, i pronubi sono di specie e dimensioni diverse. In questo caso, però, il Sistema Naturale ha trovato questa soluzione ..... ..
MV KASTEL NOVI, fishing vessel moored in Mission Harbour on the Fraser River
Mission, British Columbia
Canada
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KMH - Hair CP011 Unrigged(resize)
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SAC M18 Pistol v1.00 (L) PINK
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📷 Taken in Sunny´s Photo Studio with "Mission Impossible" pose:
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It sprout, it grew, it blossomed, it got pollenated, now the seeds are ready for the wind to blow, birds to carry...mission completed.
Mission San José de Tumacácori.
Founded by Jesuit Father Eusebio Francisco Kino in January 1691, Mission San Cayetano de Tumacácori was the first mission to be located in what is now Arizona, and was part of the global Spanish mission system of colonization that attempted to create a self-sufficient agricultural community, convert local Indians to the Catholic religion, and generate revenue for Spain.
A wet soggy fall day up Mission Creek. I didn't quite make it to the falls, but I did manage to get soaked. :-) All good!
Happy Sunday all!
To Group: Maine, Montana and Wisconsin Theme: I can't believe I got this shot! :-)
I got a few snaps while visiting my twin boys and husband at Boy Scout camp "Scout a Vista".
Mission Ridge, Wenachee, WA.
3-12-16.
Often a star was waiting for you to notice it.
A wave rolled toward you out of the distant past,
or as you walked under an open window, a violin yielded itself to your hearing.
All this was mission. But could you accomplish it?
Weren't you always distracted by expectation, as if every event announced a beloved?
------Rainer Maria Rilke
Mission San Xavier del Bac, pre-pandemic image. The Spanish mission was established in 1692 and the original structures
destroyed by Apaches in 1770. The mission was re-built between 1783 and 1797. Oldest European building in Arizona.
San Xavier del Boc Mission -
Tuscon, Arizona, United States
Here's another photo I never published. From a trip to Tuscon in 2012, this winter scene was shot at the Mission San Xavier del Boc south of the city.
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I swear I'll get up a better pic, but I wasn't able to due to trip activity, and I had to post it tonight.
But I'm alive.. yay.
Realising yesterday that Mars Mission is fifteen years old meant I suddenly had to build another Claw Tank tribute. This one is moving away from the original set and into a more GI Joe design, big and chonk, equal parts aggressive and goofy. I had the large orange treaded WIP lying around for ages (a failed Hibernia digger) so most of that got remixed into this monstrosity.
2018 - © This photograph is copyrighted. Under no circumstances can it be reproduced or used in any form without the prior written consent and permission of the photographer.
Firefiek.
I winced as I limped down the corridor.
"How much time did you say I had again?"
|Sabre:| "2 minutes, 37 seconds, counting."
Pain slowly crept it's way up my leg- blood was slowly trickling from the jagged gash the virbo-blade had indented into my armor and skin.
The duel had cost me time.
Time I don't have.
The familiar blueprint of the factory materialized in my HUD, marking the closest route to the rendezvous point.
|Sabre:| "Sir, you have less than 2 minutes."
I heard the apprehension in his voice.
"What are my chances of making it Sabre?"
|Sabre:| "32%, dropping every second."
"Perfect."
Straining, I forced myself to run, to outrun the pain- it caught up with me.
I clenched my jaw- rounding the corner I felt the blast of laser bolts pepper the durasteel wall.
Almost there.
The green timer morphed into blood-red.
13 seconds.
More blasts.
9 seconds.
The doors swooshed open, revealing the entry ladder.
6 seconds.
I scrambled up, as the white opening grew larger and larger.
2 seconds.
Blue arms heaved me up as the flames surged and poured out the hatch.
|Sabre:| "Knew you'd make it Sir."
I took a deep breath.
"Next time, I set the timers."
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Back at the command post, we were informed the city had been won, and were handed over prisoners to escort to the cruiser.
Due to unfortunate circumstances, the route there would take a slight detour into a part of the city, where the fighting had been thickest.
The silence there was interrputed only by quiet flickering of flames, as the city seemed to decay and crumble in our very sight.
Part of the exterior wall of the city still remained, even after all the artillery bombardment.
I heard shuffling and a grunt behind me- before I could look, the ground in front of me blazed red with blaster fire.
I tripped over a droids head as I dove for cover.
HQ buzzed over the comm.
"Captain Havoc, please report status on prisoner escort."
"We've had a minor inconvenience."
"ETA?"
"I'll get back to you on that."