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Transmission Neon Noob, Atlantis City (184, 163, 22) - Moderate
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Mouse Creek Falls is located in the Great Smoky Mountain National Park. It's a moderate 2 mile hike to reach, though mostly uphill. There was a bit of ice along the trail as we started out which made things a bit more challenging but overall not to bad.
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A moderate frost. Not enough to cause bubbles to form but still enough to capture the effect of above and below the water surface.
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Blaylock Island (54, 140, 21) - Moderate
MUSIC: Simon and Garfunkel: "I Am A Rock" (1965)
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LYRICS TO....
"I Am A Rock"
A winter's day
In a deep and dark December
I am alone
Gazing from my window
To the streets below
On a freshly fallen, silent shroud of snow
I am a rock
I am an island
I've built walls
A fortress, steep and mighty
That none may penetrate
I have no need of friendship
Friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock
I am an island
Don't talk of love
Well, I've heard the words before
It's sleeping in my memory
And I won't disturb the slumber
Of feelings that have died
If I never loved, I never would have cried
I am a rock
I am an island
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me
I am shielded in my armor
Hiding in my room
Safe within my womb
I touch no one and no one touches me
I am a rock
I am an island
And a rock feels no pain
And an island never cries
A moderate 4WD track of 9.3 km from the station that initially crosses the Pentecost River and ends with a moderately steep climb up a graded track to the viewing platform. The lookout provides a stunning view of the Pentecost river as it cuts its way through the landscape. The towering red stone cliffs provide a great backdrop reflecting the afternoon sun onto the river. This track does continue to Pigeon Billabong but this was still closed (early in the dry season).
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It was a bumpy ride, sunday 27th heading for Norway in the middle of stormy weather. Some of the passengers startws applauding after landing, to which the crew responds: "- Well, thank you. But you do know that we have landed on the wrong airport?"...
Strobist info: moderate long exposure with rear curtain flash, going from wide to tele with a 17-50 zoom. SB-900 at camera right, triggered with built in D300 flash on comander mode. background -1EV, flash TTL +0.7EV. Inspired by the fantastic McNalliy's book 'Hot Shoe Diaries'
Moderate showers moved through an hour earlier at >50 mph. These mammatus clouds lasted only a few minutes. Temperature was only 48F with RH of 66%.
[Explored No. 202 on 12/07/17 - thanks so much everyone !]
St John's wort is a herbal remedy that has been used for hundreds of years to treat mental health problems. These days it's mainly used as an over the counter remedy to treat mild to moderate depression, seasonal affective disorder (SAD), mild anxiety and sleep problems. It should NOT be used if other drugs have been prescribed, as it may interfere with the way they work.
You can buy St. John's Wort over the counter - don't chew up the flowers, please.
I love these shrubs because they're so pretty ! There are lots at the bottom of our garden. Here we see the open flower, which is thought to contain most of the antidepressant properties, plus the lovely shiny berries which are just as lovely for photographers !
Many people suffer from depression, badly or mildly, I know. My heart goes out to all of you. Life is sometimes cruel and difficult to get through. It's time for everyone who suffers from mental health problems to be accepted as being ill, and in need of help, and don't have to pretend to be happy. Remember, others suffer too and they're hiding it, just as you are hiding it. Real depression isn't just having a low mood one hour or even one day - it's with sufferers all the time ready to spring onto them and weigh them down. Winston Churchill suffered from it. He called it his 'black dog'.
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Sunday, 20 September 2020: our temperature around 10:30 am is 15C (windchill 12C). Sunrise is at 7:20 am and sunset is at 7:36 pm. Air quality yesterday was at Moderate Risk, due to smoke that has arrived in Calgary from the wildfires on the West Coast. Today, however, the sky is blue with a few clouds. Hoping that tomorrow will be a beautiful, clear day, too.
The five photos posted this morning were all taken on 16 August 2020, when our temperature soared to 33C. Without air-conditioning, my place was like an oven. I knew that I was going to have to spend as much time driving my car as possible. Actually, I had already made an appointment to visit a farm in the afternoon, so I knew I was going to be driving east of the city. I also knew that I would be driving a few other backroads afterwards, though I ended up driving further than I had expected.
This was another great day, leaving home at 10:00 am and getting back fairly early evening. I enjoyed my visit to the Farm, where I saw and photographed some of the ten beautiful mushroom species that they grow for food. All of them grow on trees in the wild. At the Farm, they grow in a special, very carefully regulated greenhouse. I absolutely love to see them as they emerge from the bags of hardwood sawdust in which the spores are placed. They grow and form the most beautiful displays.
Before getting to the farm, I had stopped briefly to take a few photos of Eastern and Western Kingbirds, After the Farm, I drove further north and came across so many Swainson's Hawks - my guess would be around 14+.
There were also several old buildings that I stopped to photograph. Some were familiar and a few were possibly new ones. When I was at my furthest north, I made the split decision to drive just a little bit further to see Sharples grain elevator and old barn again. This was about the fourth time I had made that drive. A pleasure to look at this very old, weathered structure.
Another day of mixed sightings - the kind of day I absolutely love and find very rewarding. The heat was so awful, so I was very thankful to travel in air-conditioning. Each time I climbed out of the car to take photos, it felt like walking into an oven. Brought back many memories of climbing out of planes into the great heat of the Middle East many years ago.
On August 22, 2014 the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) aboard NASA’s Terra satellite captured a true-color image of a sunny summer day in Iceland. While most of the winter snow has melted to reveal green vegetation, the rugged northern peaks retain a snow cap. Further south bright white marks the location of glaciers. Situated in the southeast is Vatnajökull – the largest glacier in Europe and the site of Iceland’s highest mountain, Hvannadalshnjúkur.
On August 20, scientists from the Icelandic Met Office closed all roads into the north of Vatnajökull Glacier due to increase seismic activity from the Bardarbunga volcano which lies under the ice cap in this area. On August 23, a small eruption was detected in Bardarbunga and the airspace near the activity was closed as a precautionary measure. Further study of the data suggested that no eruption had in fact occurred and airspace was opened under a code orange alert. Seismic activity remained high.
On August 29, an eruption occurred north of Vatnajökull Glacier when a fissure, close to 1 km in length, opened up, and emitted lava at a slow pace. The eruption was short-lived, but on August 31 an eruption was confirmed in the same remote, uninhabited area. The Icelandic Meteorological Office reported that as of September 11 that eruption continued unabated. There has been no significant explosive activity, but lava flow has been the primary feature. High concentrations of sulfuric gases from the volcanic activity accompany the eruption, and are the primary health concern.
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Khaled, Lennox (92, 164, 30) - Moderate
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Moderate wind from the southwest brought warmer temperature as high as 4 C today, but it generated a lot of waves making it a challenging paddle to get out on the St. Lawrence to view the second sunset of winter.
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A moderate swell has been building off the NSW coast for a few days now; this afternoon the wind had turned offshore and a nicely shaped point break had attracted car loads of surfers to Goalen Point on the Far South Coast.
Taken with a Voigtlander COLOR-SKOPAR 50mm f3.5 at f8 adapted to digital.
Day 10 of PentaxForums Daily in April 2023 Challenge.
The port of Ullapool, seen from the A385, which is dominated by the ILV Granuaile.
Ullapool is a village of around 1,500 inhabitants in Ross-shire, Scottish Highlands. Despite its small size it is the largest settlement for many miles around and a major tourist destination of Scotland. The North Atlantic Drift passes Ullapool, bringing moderate temperatures. A few Cordyline australis or New Zealand cabbage trees are grown in the town and are often mistaken for palms.
Happy Saturday for Stairs!!
I'm fond of this particular staircase. It has unusually short--and broad--risers, and so it is a joy to ascend. It also has a ramp alternative adjacent. Last evening, I watched a girl descend the stair using crutches. She made good progress and seemed to appreciate the low risers; maybe she didn't notice the ramp? Or she just wanted a challenge!
WHOLE WHEAT Landscape & Creations, Land of Buttons (29, 30, 2503) - Moderate
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June 19, 2018 - Starting in Greenfield Kansas US
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Another Moderate Risk day... but I'm the one taking the risk as I started my day in west central Kansas. Though just my luck all the action was in my backyard in south central Nebraska that afternoon. I should have stayed local...
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THE MARTIAN
The night is still and quiet. The lunar oval peeks palely overhead. There is no star that shines its beauty in the sky. A sky that appears as an immense and endless mantle of black velvet.
I drive the car at moderate speed, surrounded by the silence and solitude of the countryside that, at such hours, become impressive. That's when I see a strange glow. If it were something ordinary, it would not attract my attention. But I find that intermittent flash so abnormal and unused that I can't help but step on the brake and get closer to see what that is.
My keen curiosity makes me go through a dark grove. Then I reach a small clearing, in the middle of the leafiness.
What I see leaves me stunned. My eyes open like plates and amazement shakes me. Because what I contemplate, I certainly do not know what it is, but it does let me glimpse that I am facing something extraordinary and unheard of and that escapes my limited understanding.
At first glance it looks like a gigantic and collosal pyre, I would define it rather as an indeterminate mass of chromatic and iridescent colors, which throws vivid and penetrating flashes.
I close my eyes instinctively, blinded by light. When I half-open them, a dense bluish haze begins to envelop everything, mysteriously, hiding from my view what I have around me. At the same time, a sweet, cloying smell invades my nostrils.
My legs dig to the ground like immovable stakes. Terror and fear intermingle within me, with savage bewilderment. The heart gallops frantically, completely out of balance.
A brain stimulus drives me strongly to leave as soon as possible. But the feet refuse to walk, as if they were imprisoned in unbreakable and invisible rings. A cold sweat gushes from my piel, in abundant torrents. I tremble. I think I'm going to faint. Physical forces abandon me. I'm going to roll on the floors when, in these harrowing moments, I notice that something touches me, almost imperceptibly. And instantly, as if a miracle were worked, a great change is made in me. The pulse returns to its normal course, my body regains its proper balance, and I feel an unknown sense of joy and optimism that drive away the cervical fear and dread that previously convulsed me. The paroxysm has ceased. What happened to me? Why such a sudden and favorable reaction?
- Fear nothing, earth, and get closer.
The voice sounds in my ears imperious, with a certain metallic reluctance. Far from frightening me, I advance a few steps. I begin to distinguish a thing detaching itself from the heterogeneous mass and approaching me, stopping two meters from where I am. It is like a yellowish and transparent beam of light, which does not produce radiance.
- I greet you, earthling, on behalf of all zooms.
I heard the same voice again, this time in a less metallic and kinder tone.
- Who speaks to me? -pregunto.
- Listen, I am a being from a world far removed from yours. I don't mean to hurt you. I just want to say goodbye, through you, to the human race before I go back to mine.
The serenity that overwhelms me makes my head think sanely and reason in the most opportune way everything that happens to me. The reality is palpable. There seems to be no fiction.) That rare must be a spaceship, a flying saucer. And what I have right under my nose, a Martian. No more, no less. I don't know how I recognize everything so naturally. I think it must be the inexplicable state I'm in.
- I know what you think. I can guess the thought. I'll tell you one thing. When you saw my ship, the emotion was going to produce a heart attack that would have been fatal to you. I applied my science to you and saved you, plunging you into a lethargy of tranquility and tranquility.
- I thank you for your gesture in freeing me from death. Now tell me, are you really a Martian? The truth is that I would never have thought that aliens were like this. I always imagined you in the form of little green men, with a trumpet-shaped nose and ears and feet similar to those of a frog. And with a pair of bulging eyes like those of a toad.
- I do not come from Mars, but from Zoomsia, a planet that is an infinite number of billions of light years from Earth. And I understand your surprise to see me as I am, and not correspond to the idea that humans have forged of us.
- It is hard to believe that a ray of light is the inhabitant of another world.
- I am not light, but energy. A powerful energy like your mind could never imagine.
- I don't know for sure what happens to me, the truth is that I'm talking to you just like I could with an old friend. I never thought I would find myself in such an implausible situation as the present one. If I have to be honest, I will confess that I always doubted the existence of flying saucers, and of Martians and other zarandajas. All this made me laugh, I assure you, a great laugh.
- Earthlings have always sinned naïve no matter how wise you believe themselves. Your science, your rockets, have barely seen a tiny particle of what is the vastness of the Universe. You think you are alone in the Cosmos, when in fact there are infinite millions of planets, of asteroids full of living creatures to overflow. You speak of spatial solitude, when you cannot be more accompanied than you are. Ah! The poor human race, which believes itself to be a great elephant when it is barely an insignificant ant that can be easily crushed.
- Why do you say that? Do you despise us? Do you mean to make fun of us?
- It is not my sentence to despise you, or even to mock me . I just want to make you see the little thing you humans are.
- If we are such a small thing, do you want to tell me what you are? I can't wait to hear.
The blissful Martian, or whatever, had driven me crazy, with his air of superiority.
- Forgive me, I didn't want to offend you. Look, a zoom can't be compared to a man no matter how much it is intended.
He paused briefly.
- You have fallen sympathetic to me, and I will answer all those questions that swarm in your thinking about the reason for my presence here.
- It's the best thing you can do.
- Some time ago we discovered that the energy from which we nourish ourselves was insufficient for all of us to increase in increasing numbers. Zoomsia was getting small. Then it was decided to send five ships in search of a new, larger world, where to set all the zooms. I went out in one of those ships. We went through the whole space from part to part, without finding what we were looking for. So, until we discover your planet. But we did not find it in the current state. There was nothing about him at all. Reigned the most impressive solitude and the most complete emptiness. By mysterious forces that we still do not know, the seas, the oceans, the continents were gradually created... The first living beings appeared on the face of the earth, either in the form of plants, or in the form of animals and others, of microscopic sizes. According to your measure of time, the century, these were happening. Some animals succumbed giving life to new ones, the lands took other perimeters, the oceans ran... Everything was transformed. But what most powerfully caught our attention was the evolutionary phase that insects followed. From insignificant animals that they were, over time and by complex mutations they became primates becoming what is now man.
- You've been telling me concepts that I already know from books.
- What I wanted to tell you is that we have followed the entire history of your planet since the first breath of life encouraged on it, until now. We study and assimilate to the smallest detail all your ways of life, culture, behavior, language. In a word, we know everything about everything. And we have come to the conclusion that the Earth, due to its natural conditions, is the ideal place for zooms. Here we could live all and infinite descendants more.
- So, are you implying that you will soon move them here? Are you talking about an invasion?
- You have just spoken in the typical language of the human being. You have said invasion. Zooms don't know that word. Its practical meaning has neither existed nor will ever exist for us. To settle our people on Earth, we should first of all fulfill a requirement without which our relocation here could not be realized.
- And what is that requirement?
- Erase man from planet Earth, exterminate him completely.
It is the calm state I find myself in that prevents me from reacting violently.
- You've said that the practical term "invasion" doesn't exist for zooms. And now tell me, isn't invasion breaking into the territory of others and destroying them, plundering them, sowing death and subjecting everything to the despotism of the invader? Wouldn't yours be the bloodiest invasion ever seen in the Universe? Nor do I understand that, since every invasion lowers, humiliates and subjugates the vanquished, who would you enslave if there would not be a single humanoid left on the Globe?
You want to invade an empty planet, without settlers. I don't find it meaningful.
- You have not understood my words. That requirement, to carry it out, would open the doors of your planet to us, but we cannot fulfill it, we are powerless for it.
- So that's it, you fear us. Our nuclear weapons, our war mills have convinced you that in a fight against us you would be the vanquished.
The zoom burst into what looked like a loud laugh.
- Don't make me laugh, do you think for a moment that your weapons stop us? You really are funny. Dreamer! With a small part of my strength I could turn your great planet into shatters, reduce it to nothing. And this would only be a minimal test of our power.
- And why then do you not carry out your incursion being so that nothing would stop you?
- Our unimaginable potential, the immense strength we possess,
it is a creative, constructive energy.
We have the faculty to do, to build, to rise above something that does not exist. But we could never – no matter how much we tried to – destroy, harm the most insignificant being, not even an aphid. We are not trained, made to kill, to reap lives, whatever they may be. There is only one thing that would easily end with us if we went down here.
- I am intrigued to know what is that terrible weapon that would suppress such indestructible entities.
- It is not a physical weapon.
- So... I can't guess.
- Hatred.
- Hatred? I don't understand.
- Ever since the first living bug put its paws on the ground, the Globe has always been bathed and waterlogged with blood. Already prehistoric animals were killing each other, devouring each other. Already then the man made us believe that his intelligence would save him from the bloody hecatomb. Useless guess. It became the most ruthless and bloodthirsty animal of all those who existed and exist. His favorite occupation has always been to kill. He slaughtered the animals for nutrition. But he exterminated and exterminated more and more his fellowmen, for a pleasure that he keeps and develops as soon as he was born. From remote civilizations to the present, the cult of death has become a faithful and unforgiving rite. An exact science to enslave, oppress, annihilate others has developed with dire consequences. The weapons have changed, but the killer instinct continues to stick to the man. And although agencies are created for peace, it is the same. It continues to be killed, plundered, destroyed, viciously, treacherously. And no regrets. Humanity kills The Huumanity because it enjoys doing so, even if it then wants to justify itself with banal pretexts of conscience. That exacerbated hatred that corrodes your hearts is what prevents us from coming down into your world. Because that hatred would engender destructive waves that, when collided with our creative force, would weaken and exterminate us. Do you understand now?
I can hardly babble anything.
- But there are good men...
- Yes, there are, and although her life is straight, the aggressiveness is inside capable of unleashing herself at any moment. No, we can't come, or even take risks. You miss it. If you were not as you are and lived together, no earthling would die of hunger or thirst or injustice. It would be enough to show knowledge to turn the entire land surface into fields of inexhaustible crops and the seas into wonderful nurseries. We would eliminate earthquakes, cyclones, we would subdue Nature. Diseases and sufferings would disappear, no one would ever suffer from any evil. Death would cease to be a nightmare for you. Everyone would be happy.
- It's very nice what you're saying. If that were true....
. It could be true if you did not have that breastplate of hatred with which you absurdly protect yourself from happiness and which constitutes your second skin. Moreover, all your theories do nothing but proclaim that the solutions to man's problems are in him, it is he who has to find them. It's your logic. Now I say... why can't such solutions come from other beings, according to you also god's creatures? Why not? What exists is not exclusive to man and therefore the development of the circumstances that surround him will not depend solely on him or his knowledge.
Whoever gave us zooms the energy we possess – which we ignore and of which we only know that it certainly exists – did not give us a purely passive role. If you change your behavior and the environment around you, so can we. In fact we will.
- Why do you want to save us?
- Because man is not qualified for it. Look, when a being full of hatred dies, another is also born that tomorrow will overflow with evil and mistreat its fellowmen. This forms like a chain that never ends and it is necessary to break. Deep down you give me pity.
I don't know what to think. The blissful zoom is absolutely right.
- When I tell all this you will not believe me.
- You better not do it, they would take you for a madman. In our research we manifest ourselves to many humans. Eyes of all races saw our ships cross the skies and tongues of all continents called into question our existence. And no one believed what was true. The same would happen to you.
- At first you told me that you were leaving the Earth. Have you found, in addition to ours, another planet suitable for you?
- Nope. Yours is the only one that serves us. Only here have we found what suits us.
The being made a silence that I did not dare to break.
- I will reveal to you something that no one knows. Twenty years from now all the races of the Globe will fight against each other. A great war will ravage everything. No one will be left alive, not even the smallest of microbes.
Another pause that only increased my bewilderment.
- I'm going to give you a chance to save you. Come with me to Zoomsia and nothing will happen to you. There you will not succumb to annihilation.
I think about a few moments.
- If, as you say, you have seen the future of humans and their total destruction, can you foresee what will become of me in a distant and different planetary system from mine deprived of what is proper to my human condition? What role will I play, a man alone in the middle of zooms? Will I not be a weirdo object of study and curiosity?
- None of that. This same proposition that I make to you was made to other men and women who accepted and live happily today in Zoomsia. After twenty years and once men are destroyed, we will all go down, earthlings and zooms, and build a new Earth. Then everything will be different, the human race will have lost its aggressiveness and fierceness and will be unaware of hatred and ambition. It will only be lived for happiness and love will preside over everything. Isn't this what you always wanted?
- Your offer is very generous. Don't take me for a fool if I tell you I can't accept. I must run my fate, the fate of every man of man descent. I cannot cowardly renounce my earthly nature and pretend to flee from the punishment that has engendered my hatred and evil. Do you understand me?
- Yes. Your position is that of a brave man. That's why I'll give you a talisman. Use it when you see chaos coming. He will immunize you by allowing you to receive us upon our arrival. Now I just have to say goodbye to you. – and without waiting for a response it vanished.
In the place it occupied, on the ground, there is an orange stone. I take it. It is unctuous to the touch. I wrap it in the handkerchief. Then I hear like a whisper and see the ship of that amazing being rise. Little by little he gets lost in the blackness of the night, releasing glows that slowly fade.
I think it's all a nightmare, a fictional event. I sense that I am going to wake up, from one moment to the next, on the bed. But my eyes are open, I am completely lucid and clear. My adventure has been real.
Plunged into a sea of confusion I return to the car and continue the march. Of all the thoughts that squeeze my brain, one issue stands out from the others. Will the end of the world be true 20 years from now? Only such a short period of life does humanity have? I feel my pocket with my hand. I have the talisman. And the question arises. Will I use it?
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the end
I repost some pictures, as Flickr asked me to moderate them. So i put some clean versions..
Hamar in Turmi, Ethiopia.
The Hamar live on the eastern side of the Omo Valley in southern Ethiopia. They are a tribe with unique rituals such as a bull-leaping ceremony that young men go through in order to to marry, own cattle and have children, whereupon young Hamar women get whipped to prove their love and strenght to the relative who jumps.
Honey collection is a major activity and their cattle is the focus of their life. There are at least 27 words for the subtle variations of colour and texture of cattle - and every man has 3 names: a human name, a goat name, and a cow name.
The Hamar are very pre-occupied with their beauty. They have at times spectular haidresses. They use a wooden head rest that prevents the hair from touching the ground.
Women tend to wear their hair in short tufts rolled in ochre and fat or in long twisted strands. These coppery coloured strands are called goscha that are a sign of health and welfare. They wear bead necklaces, iron bracelets around their arms, and decorate their breast with lots of cowry shells; like a natural bra.
Married women favour a hairstyle of long, twisted strands rubbed in ochre. Around their necks they wear esente (torques made of iron wrapped in leather). These engagement presents are worn for life and indicative of their future husband's wealth. An upper torque, the bignere, may only be worn by a man's first wife. Added at the time of marriage, its distinctive iron protrusion is both a phallic and a status symbol.
Young, unmarried girls wear Bala in their hair, which is a flat oval-shaped metal plate that protrudes on their foreheads like the front of a hat.
Some Hamar believe that evil exists in certain unholy or impure things, which are the causes of some disastrous circumstances like drought and epidemics on the village. Twins, a child born outside of formal marriages are considered to possess mingi (abnormality, pollution, unclean) and, for this reason, they are abandonned into the bush to die.
Les hamar vivent sur la partie est de la vallée de l'Omo dans le sud de l'Ethiopie. Ils sont celebres pour la ceremonie du saut de vaches, durant laquelle les jeunes gens doivent marcher sur uen quinzaine de betes alignées sans tomber pour pouvoir se marier et avoir des enfants. Pendant cette ceremonie, les femmes de la famille du suateur se font fouetter violement le dos pour le soutenir.
Les Hamar soignent leur apparence, et surtout leur coiffure. les hommes utilisent tous un appui tete en bois pour la proteger lorsqu'ils dorment.
Les femmes Hamar ont de multiples coiffures, la plus conjue etant celle qui presente les cheveux en longues tresses pendantes occres et pleines de graisse.
Elles portent autour du cou et la poitrine de longs colliers de cauries, et de nombreux colliers et bracelets.
Un collier doit retenir l'attention: le bignere. Cest un anneau de fer entouré de cuir et qui se termine par une pointe phallique. il est porté par la premiere epouse. Les autres colliers en fer indiquent que le mari a une 2eme, une 3eme epouse.
Les jeunes filles qui ne sont pas mariées portent le bala sur la tete, une sorte de plaque de fer ovale , qui fait aussi office de par soleil, mais il se fait rare.
Certains Hamar croient toujours en des forces et signes malefiques pour le village, la famille ou leur vie. Ainsi, les jumeaux, les enfants nés hors mariage, sont considerés comme mingi (pas purs) et sont abandonnés à la naissance dans le bush. Le sacrifice des enfants se retrouve dans d'autres tribus de la région. les parents preferent tuer l'enfant plutot que de voir la famile ou la communauté frappée par le mauvais oeil.
© Eric Lafforgue
This moderate, short hike takes you to an appealing waterfall and swimming hole on the Yellowstone Prong of the Big East Fork of the Pigeon River. It makes a great summer swimming destination, a great way to stretch your legs if you're traveling the parkway, and a great place for photographers - both for the falls and forest scenes and wildflowers on the way down. Skinny Dip Falls is a refreshing swimming hole and soaking spot on a hot summer day with clear, cold water. And it's a beautiful waterfall setting to enjoy any time of the year without getting wet. Parking for the falls is at the Looking Glass overlook at MP 417 of the Blue Ridge Parkway and the trail head is across the road. The trail is about 1/2 mile and fairly easy. Begin the trail after crossing the road. You should see a white blaze as this is part of the Mountains to Sea Trail. You'll quickly come to a short set of landscape timber type steps. At the top, bear left. The trail from here is rocky but not very difficult. Location: maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&ll=35.321796,-82.82809&...
My waterfall photo album: www.flickr.com/photos/kenlane/albums/72157634330074359
NASA image acquired January 4, 2012
The Florida Keys many colors were captured when the Moderate Resolution Imaging Spectroradiometer (MODIS) aboard the Aqua satellite captured this true-color image.
NASA/GSFC/Jeff Schmaltz/MODIS Land Rapid Response Team
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