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Must buy me a book, so I can find the name of the flowers I take pictures of.
I only take pictures of wild flowers, so it is not so easy to ask people about the names!
Must be my lucky day today! I was lucky to spot this little beauty sunning himself on my William Shakespeare rose.
A disagreement amongst a group of fulmars just off the shore at Whitby. I think it must have been something to do with a localised food source as there was no other reason for them to be grouped so closely together.
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SALVATION THROUGH FAITH IN JESUS CHRIST - ALONE!
12 Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to men by which we must be saved."
❤️❤️ IT'S ALL JESUS AND NONE OF OURSELVES! ❤️❤️
16 I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the SALVATION of everyone WHO BELIEVES: first for the Jew, then for the Gentile. 17 For in the gospel a RIGHTEOUSNESS FROM GOD IS REVEALED, a righteousness that is by FAITH FROM FIRST TO LAST, just as it is written: "THE RIGHTEOUS WILL LIVE BY FAITH." (Romans 1:16-17)
16 KNOW that a man is NOT justified by observing the law, but by FAITH IN JESUS CHRIST. So we, too, have put our faith in Christ Jesus that we may be JUSTIFIED BY FAITH in CHRIST and NOT by observing the law, BECAUSE BY OBSERVING THE LAW NO ONE WILL BE JUSTIFIED. (Galatians 2:16)
1. Now, brothers, I want to remind you of the gospel I preached to you, which you received and on which you have taken your stand. 2. BY THIS GOSPEL YOU ARE SAVED, if you hold firmly to the word I preached to you. Otherwise, you have believed in vain.
3. For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, 4. that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures, 5. and that he appeared to Peter, and then to the Twelve. 6. After that, he appeared to more than five hundred of the brothers at the same time, most of whom are still living, though some have fallen asleep. 7. Then he appeared to James, then to all the apostles, 8. and last of all he appeared to me also, as to one abnormally born.
9. For I am the least of the apostles and do not even deserve to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. 10. But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me was not without effect. No, I worked harder than all of them--yet not I, but the grace of God that was with me. 11. Whether, then, it was I or they, this is what we preach, and this is what you believed. (1 Corinthians 15:1-11)
7. Therefore Jesus said again, "I tell you the truth, I am the gate for the sheep. 8. All who ever came before me were thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not listen to them. 9. I am the gate; whoever enters through me WILL BE SAVED. He will come in and go out, and find pasture. 10. The thief comes only to STEAL and KILL and DESTROY; I have come that they may have LIFE, and have it to the FULL. (John 10:7-10)
1 Brothers, my heart's desire and prayer to God for the Israelites is that they may be saved. 2 For I can testify about them that they are zealous for God, but their zeal is not based on knowledge. 3 Since they did not know the righteousness that comes from God and sought to establish their own, they did not submit to God's righteousness. 4 Christ is the end of the law so that there may be righteousness for everyone who believes.
5 Moses describes in this way the righteousness that is by the law: "The man who does these things will live by them." 6 But the righteousness that is by faith says: "Do not say in your heart, 'Who will ascend into heaven?'" (that is, to bring Christ down) 7 "or 'Who will descend into the deep?'" (that is, to bring Christ up from the dead). 8 But what does it say? "The word is near you; it is in your mouth and in your heart," that is, the word of faith we are proclaiming: 9 That if you confess with your mouth, "Jesus is Lord," and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. 10 For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you confess and are saved. 11 As the Scripture says, "Anyone who trusts in him will never be put to shame." 12 For there is no difference between Jew and Gentile--the same Lord is Lord of all and richly blesses all who call on him, 13 for, "Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved." (Romans 10:1-13)
Jesus came to bring spiritual LIFE to the spiritually dead and set the captives FREE! FREE from RELIGION, ERROR and outright LIES, so WE might serve THE LIVING GOD! In SPIRIT and in TRUTH!
So you'll KNOW, and not think you're to bad for God to love. The Christian LIFE isn't about how good WE are, because NONE of us are! It's about how GOOD JESUS IS! Because JESUS LOVES US, so much he died in our place and took the punishment for all of our sins on himself. The wages of sin is DEATH, and Jesus took the death WE so richly deserved for us and died in our place. The good news is, there's no more punishment for sin left. WE, you and I were all born forgive as a result of the crucifixion of God himself on the cross that took away the sins of the whole world. All we have to do is believe it, and put your Faith in the finished work of Jesus Christ. That my friends is REAL UNCONDITIONAL LOVE! YOU ARE LOVED. ❤️ ✝️ ❤️
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I must, I have to, I can't. Sometimes you are stuck in the bubble of stress. Photo for this weeks theme stress in Fotosöndag.
While watching the hummingbirds in the garden, I captured this sequence of events whereby the hummingbird tried on a new ‘accessory’. It flitted around, not sure what to do with it, and then flipped it off her beak. I’ve never seen this before!
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea gulls crying.
John Maysfield (1878-1967)
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"Together we can face any challenges as deep as the ocean and as high as the sky." Sonia Gandhi.
On our second day in Doolin, we returned to the Cliffs of Moher to wander through other areas beyond the most famous part next to the visitor center. After hiking its southern area in the morning, we returned to Doolin for lunch and quickly made our way to the cliffs to photograph them again at sunset.
This time, we chose the incredible view from the area known as Pollboy Lockout, located on the coastal path that leads to Doolin along the edge of the cliffs heading north. An area in which we must take even more precautions, due to the risk of landslides. After immortalizing the immensity of these rock walls with my camera from a lower position, I decided to fly the drone to get a more global view of the area. From the sky you can see even better the small rocky beach under the majestic cliffs, in addition to the O'Brien Tower and the Sea Stack in the center of the image, and then continue with your eyes until you reach Hag's Head at the bottom. We could not have dreamed of a better ending, with a wonderful warm light illuminating these giants that we were lucky to explore during two unforgettable days in front of the ocean.
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"Juntos podemos hacer frente a cualquier desafío tan profundo como el océano y tan alto como el cielo." Sonia Gandhi.
En nuestro segundo día en Doolin, regresamos a los acantilados de Moher para pasear por otras zonas más allá de la parte más famosa junto al centro de visitantes. Tras recorrer su zona sur por la mañana, volvimos a Doolin para el almuerzo y rápidamente nos dirigimos a los acantilados para fotografiarlos de nuevo al atardecer.
En esta ocasión, elegimos la increíble vista desde la zona conocida como Pollboy Lockout, situada en el camino junto a la costa que lleva a Doolin por el borde de los acantilados en dirección norte. Una zona en la que hay que extremar las precauciones aún más, antes el riesgo de desprendimientos. Tras inmortalizar la inmensidad de estas paredes de roca con mi cámara desde una posición más baja, decidí volar el dron para conseguir una vista más global de la zona. Desde el cielo se puede observar aún mejor la pequeña playa de rocas bajo los majestuosos acantilados, además de la Torre O´Brien y la Sea Stack en el centro de la imagen, y luego seguir con la mirada hasta llegar a la Hag´s Head al fondo. No podíamos haber soñado un mejor final, con una luz cálida maravillosa iluminando estos gigantes que tuvimos la suerte de explorar durante dos días inolvidables frente al océano.
Soundtrack // Bande-son: EURYTHMICS ("There Must Be An Angel"): www.youtube.com/watch?v=RCdneDxFRYQ
"No one on earth could feel like this... I'm thrown and overblown with bliss... THERE MUST BE AN ANGEL... Playing with my heart..."
La "Montée des Anges" à Mondragon (Haut-Vaucluse)
Must have been in a garage. Goodsprings, Nevada. Shot with a Pentax 645 and Pentax 55mm f2.8 lens. Film is expired Fomopan 400. Developed using Kodak D-76 developer 6:24 minutes which is 20% shorter development time. I probably should have shot that 500 instead of 400.
The power at Waterloo must have been a little short of the needs. So it looks like the BNSF coal train power was borrowed to run the local out of Waterloo for western Iowa. Here a trio of white MACs passes through Cedar Falls, barely 8 miles out of Waterloo. Through the 2000s, getting power to Iowa was always a chore for CN. We wouldn't use this power often, but there would always come a time when "only this one time" we could use it. Cedar Falls is completely different today, elevator and buildings are long gone.
Scanned slide from 7-23-03.
Must be an infinite choice of views at Loch Ard Gorge. Here i've chosen to show off the dramatic texture of the Razorback. Note for next time: try it at F2.8 or maybe F4.
No one was there so at least, I could shoot exteriors alone. She probably didn't want to bother with me because I was going to ask to shoot inside.
Fayetteville, Georgia
Now long abandoned, the Hawkscraig pier was erected in 1866 for paddle-steamers carrying day-trippers across the Forth from Edinburgh.
When the railway came to Aberdour in the 1890s via the Forth Rail Bridge, the demand for the service declined and the demise of the pier shortly followed.
The Forth Rail Bridge is just visible in the top right of the photo.
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Visit : www.refordgardens.com/
Photo taken close to REFORD GARDENS. (Sainte-Flavie)
Mrs Elsie Reford loved those beautiful sunsets.
Reference: Elsie's Paradise, The Reford Gardens, Alexander Reford, 2004, ISBN 2-7619-1921-1, That book is a must for Reford Gardens lovers!
''I shall always, all my life, want to come back to those sunsets.'' Elsie Reford, July 20, 1913. (page 25)
" It is just after 8 o'clock and I am sitting in front of my big window with the gorgeous panorama of a glorious afterglow from a perfect sunset. There is every hue of blue on the water of 'the Blue Lagoon' while Pointe-aux-Cenelles is bathed in pink and crimson and the dark hills of the north shore seem no further than two or three miles distant. I don't think in the whole world at this moment there could be anything more beautiful." Elsie Reford, June 2, 1931. (page 81)
''One thing I can do that no one else can is to pass the love that I feel for this place and this woman'' Alexander Reford
From Wikipedia:
Elsie Stephen Meighen - born January 22, 1872, Perth, Ontario - and Robert Wilson Reford - born in 1867, Montreal - got married on June 12, 1894.
Elsie Reford was a pioneer of Canadian horticulture, creating one of the largest private gardens in Canada on her estate, Estevan Lodge in eastern Québec. Located in Grand-Métis on the south shore of the St. Lawrence River, her gardens have been open to the public since 1962 and operate under the name Les Jardins de Métis and Reford Gardens.
Born January 22, 1872 at Perth, Ontario, Elsie Reford was the eldest of three children born to Robert Meighen and Elsie Stephen. Coming from modest backgrounds themselves, Elsie’s parents ensured that their children received a good education. After being educated in Montreal, she was sent to finishing school in Dresden and Paris, returning to Montreal fluent in both German and French, and ready to take her place in society.
She married Robert Wilson Reford on June 12, 1894. She gave birth to two sons, Bruce in 1895 and Eric in 1900. Robert and Elsie Reford were, by many accounts, an ideal couple. In 1902, they built a house on Drummond Street in Montreal. They both loved the outdoors and they spend several weeks a year in a log cabin they built at Lac Caribou, south of Rimouski. In the autumn they hunted for caribou, deer, and ducks. They returned in winter to ski and snowshoe. Elsie Reford also liked to ride. She had learned as a girl and spent many hours riding on the slopes of Mount Royal. And of course, there was salmon-fishing – a sport at which she excelled.
In her day, she was known for her civic, social, and political activism. She was engaged in philanthropic activities, particularly for the Montreal Maternity Hospital and she was also the moving force behind the creation of the Women’s Canadian Club of Montreal, the first women club in Canada. She believed it important that the women become involved in debates over the great issues of the day, « something beyond the local gossip of the hour ». Her acquaintance with Lord Grey, the Governor-General of Canada from 1904 to 1911, led to her involvement in organizing, in 1908, Québec City’s tercentennial celebrations. The event was one of many to which she devoted herself in building bridges with French-Canadian community.
During the First World War, she joined her two sons in England and did volunteer work at the War Office, translating documents from German into English. After the war, she was active in the Victorian Order of Nurses, the Montreal Council of Social Agencies, and the National Association of Conservative Women.
In 1925 at the age of 53 years, Elsie Reford was operated for appendicitis and during her convalescence, her doctor counselled against fishing, fearing that she did not have the strength to return to the river.”Why not take up gardening?” he said, thinking this a more suitable pastime for a convalescent woman of a certain age. That is why she began laying out the gardens and supervising their construction. The gardens would take ten years to build, and would extend over more than twenty acres.
Elsie Reford had to overcome many difficulties in bringing her garden to life. First among them were the allergies that sometimes left her bedridden for days on end. The second obstacle was the property itself. Estevan was first and foremost a fishing lodge. The site was chosen because of its proximity to a salmon river and its dramatic views – not for the quality of the soil.
To counter-act nature’s deficiencies, she created soil for each of the plants she had selected, bringing peat and sand from nearby farms. This exchange was fortuitous to the local farmers, suffering through the Great Depression. Then, as now, the gardens provided much-needed work to an area with high unemployment. Elsie Reford’s genius as a gardener was born of the knowledge she developed of the needs of plants. Over the course of her long life, she became an expert plantsman. By the end of her life, Elsie Reford was able to counsel other gardeners, writing in the journals of the Royal Horticultural Society and the North American Lily Society. Elsie Reford was not a landscape architect and had no training of any kind as a garden designer. While she collected and appreciated art, she claimed no talents as an artist.
Elsie Stephen Reford died at her Drummond Street home on November 8, 1967 in her ninety-sixth year.
In 1995, the Reford Gardens ("Jardins de Métis") in Grand-Métis were designated a National Historic Site of Canada, as being an excellent Canadian example of the English-inspired garden.(Wikipedia)
Visit : en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elsie_Reford
LES JARDINS DE MÉTIS
Créés par Elsie Reford de 1926 à 1958, ces jardins témoignent de façon remarquable de l’art paysager à l’anglaise. Disposés dans un cadre naturel, un ensemble de jardins exhibent fleurs vivaces, arbres et arbustes. Le jardin des pommetiers, les rocailles et l’Allée royale évoquent l’œuvre de cette dame passionnée d’horticulture. Agrémenté d’un ruisseau et de sentiers sinueux, ce site jouit d’un microclimat favorable à la croissance d’espèces uniques au Canada. Les pavots bleus et les lis, privilégiés par Mme Reford, y fleurissent toujours et contribuent , avec d’autres plantes exotiques et indigènes, à l’harmonie de ces lieux.
Created by Elsie Reford between 1926 and 1958, these gardens are an inspired example of the English art of the garden. Woven into a natural setting, a series of gardens display perennials, trees and shrubs. A crab-apple orchard, a rock garden, and the Long Walk are also the legacy of this dedicated horticulturist. A microclimate favours the growth of species found nowhere else in Canada, while the stream and winding paths add to the charm. Elsie Reford’s beloved blue poppies and lilies still bloom and contribute, with other exotic and indigenous plants, to the harmony of the site.
Commission des lieux et monuments historiques du Canada
Historic Sites and Monuments Board of Canada.
Gouvernement du Canada – Government of Canada
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must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.
The Alteration of 1578 must've been a lucky turn of worldly if not religious events for the Butchers' Guild of Amsterdam. That 'Alteration' is the term used to describe the quite sudden transition from Catholicism to Protestantism of the city and its bureaucracy. The Alteration made it possible to turn ecclesiastical properties to public use. in 1583, the Butchers, cramped for space to serve the ever-expanding city, were given the former chapel of St Peter's Almshouse, for their new Great Meat Hall. After two centuries (1779) it had to be renovated, and it lost its purpose around the middle off the nineteenth century.
Except for this marvellously decorated spout gable, the facade today is not very exciting - at least to me. Spout gables ('tuitgevel' in Dutch) were used especially for buildings devoted to merchants and trade. Here this quite wonderful trio of oxen clearly indicates the manner of business of this building's denizens. Of course, their own spouting days are over...
For a special person who is having a hard time at the moment - cheer up - everything will be fine!!
When you walk through the storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
There's a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark
Walk on, through the wind
Walk on, through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
The show must go on - Queen
Empty spaces - what are we living for?
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score..
On and on!
Does anybody know what we are looking for?
Another hero - another mindless crime.
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime.
Hold the line!
Does anybody want to take it anymore?
The Show must go on!
The Show must go on!Yeah!
Inside my heart is breaking,
My make-up may be flaking,
But my smile, still, stays on!
Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance.
Another heartache - another failed romance.
On and on...
Does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess i'm learning
I must be warmer now..
I'll soon be turning, round the corner now.
Outside the dawn is breaking,
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free!
The Show must go on!...
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies,
Fairy tales of yesterday, will grow but never die,
I can fly, my friends!
The Show must go on! Yeah!
The Show must go on!
I'll face it with a grin!
I'm never giving in!
On with the show!
I'll top the bill!
I'll overkill!
I have to find the will to carry on!
On with the show!
On with the show!
I like it best like this: farm3.static.flickr.com/2743/4252603384_88f6761a66_o.jpg
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~Albert Camus
"Vanishing Point" Week is now over! Thank you to all of you who shared in this week-long perspective focused on those far off places that look good from a distance.
#1 of 3 photos today: While scouting places and areas to live in in San Francisco last month, we walked up towards the Russian Hill neighborhood...which qualified as cardio for the month. You have to view this Large to fully appreciate the city.
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