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des Cafés des Kunstpalastes in Düsseldorf ...
move quickly, otherwise you will at least get wet ... !
"I'm gonna go out to run and let myself get absolutely soaking wet ... amen and hallelujah ..."
diesen Kommentar habe ich heute Morgen Petra geschrieben und er passt auch hier ...
In Germany, we can speak of a comprehensive weather record since 1881. Since this period, there has never been a year as rainy as 2024.
Flooding of large areas is accumulating and causing major damage (throughout Europe) and causing people to die ...
The severe hurricane "Beryl" has made its way through the Caribbean. According to the US hurricane center NHC, it has been downgraded to the second-highest category 4. Accordingly, the hurricane with wind speeds of up to 250 kilometers per hour is now just below the threshold for category 5.
Never before has there been a hurricane of this strength so early.
Normally there are around 6 hurricanes in the season. This time, meteorologists are expecting up to 13 cyclones.
The seas are too hot. How long will it stay like this?
And in the US, voters are ready to elect a liar and criminal and climate change denier like Donald Trump, whose plans to dismantle democracy have long been known. I'd rather vote for a Biden, even in the ICU, because he has a passable surrogate.
I can no longer understand our friends, the Americans, at the moment.
In Deutschland kann man von einer Flächendeckenden Wetteraufzeichnung seit 1881 sprechen. Seit diesem Zeitraum gab es noch nie ein so regenreiches Jahr, wie 2024.
Überflutungen von großen Flächenbereichen häufen sich und richten große Schäden an (in ganz Europa) und lassen Menschen sterben ...
Der schwere Hurrikan "Beryl" hat sich auf seinem Weg durch die Karibik begeben. Wie das US-Hurrikanzentrum NHC mitteilte, wurde er zur zweithöchsten Kategorie 4 heruntergestuft. Demnach liegt der Wirbelsturm mit Windgeschwindigkeiten von bis zu 250 Kilometern pro Stunde nun knapp unterhalb der Schwelle zur Kategorie 5.
Noch nie gab es so früh einen Wirbelsturm dieser Stärke.
Normalerweise gibt es ca. 6 Wirbelstürme in der Saison. Diesmal rechnen die Meteorologen mit bis zu 13 Wirbelstürmen.
Die Meere sind zu aufgeheizt. Wie lange wird das so bleiben?
Und in den USA sind die Wähler bereit einen Lügner und Kriminellen und Klimaveränderungs-Leugner wie Donald Trump zu wählen, dessen Pläne, die Demokratie aufzulösen längst bekannt sind. Da würde ich lieber einen Biden, selbst auf der Intensiv-Station wählen, denn der hat eine passable Stellvertreterin.
Ich kann unsere Freunde, die Amerikaner, im Moment nicht verstehen.
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The bright lights attached to trees brighten and liven up this otherwise dark, pedestrian-only street.
A picture of an upscale shopping area located in Taipei, Taiwan, taken during the evening.
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Dear friends and colleagues from Flickr.
This is the 6th in the series on the city of Mumbai.
It was not easy shooting these pics from the height I have shot.
Physical risk was involved while shooting this series on Mumbai Skyline.
To say the least, there was no such thing called 'Terrace' or a flat surface area from where I could shoot, there were just small square pillars in the name of terrace of say 20 inches by 20 inches space from which i had to balance myself, aim, shoot and then jump from one pillar to another to move from one corner to another to shoot all the sides of the city.
On top of it there was a lot of wind from all sides, a slight mis - balance on those square pillars while shooting and I would have been thrown 2 floors down.
So risk taken, enjoyed.
It was also my dream to shoot South Mumbai from this height and I am proud of this achievement.
I, thank my friend Javed Mulla for helping me to get access on this location.
Without his contacts, this location and this series wouldn't have been possible.
So friends lets me know what you think of these series.
Another shot of the tree reflections from our kayak paddle down West River.
(Rotated, but otherwise not photoshopped)
Elves need their dreams in order to steady themselves , otherwise they will be shaggy .So yet, let me dream a little while please :))
St. Martin's Island, Bangladesh.
It seemed like a parallel universe.
It contained the same sky, same oceans and the same gentle breeze.
Only the humans seemed different.
Captured from St. Martin's Island, Bangladesh.
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Otherwise known as Doc Ock.
His belt and boot cuffs are e tape.
The round part of the belt is a cut Lego 1 by 1 round plate.
The coat is cut from a Lego tent canvas. It has a hole in the back that a Technic tube feeds through to attach the arms.
The head is a modified official Doc Ock head.
The hair is a custom piece that was originally made by Billy.
The rest was painted by me.
What do you think?
they look yummi..and cool for a little present :)
It uses a "sugar cookies" recipe.(too lazy to write it down..kidding!)
If any of you really , really want the recipe let me know..otherwise, enjoy:)
RECIPE
2cups sifted all - purpose flour,plus more for work surface
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 cup(1 stick)unsalted butter, softened
1 cup granulated sugar
1 large egg
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
Gel - paste food coloring in pink and green
Sanding sugar, for sprinkling
1. Whisk together flour , salt, and baking powder in a large bowl; set aside.Put butter and granulated sugar into the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the paddle attachment; mix on medium speed until pale and fluffy.Mix in egg and vanilla.
Reduce speed to low. Add flour mixture; mix until combined. Divide dough into thirds. Knead pink food coloring into 1 piece and green into another. Shape all 3 pieces into disks. Wrap disks in plastic wrap, and refrigerate until firm, at least 1 hour.
2. Preheat oven to 325 . Remove 1 disk from refrigerator; let stand at room temperature until slightly soft, 5 to 10 minutes. Roll out dough on a piece of lightly floured parchment to a 1/8 - inch thickness, dusting with flour as needed. Cut out circles with a 1 3/4 inch round cutter, then lightly press with a 1 1/2 inch round cutter. Make button holes with a skewer. Reroll scraps, and cut.(If dough becomes too soft,refrigerate 10 minutes) Repeat with remaining dough. Space 1 1/2 inches apart on baking sheets lined with parchment paper. Sprinkle with sanding sugar.
3. Bake, rotating halfway through, until edges are golden, 16 to 18 minutes. Transfer to wire racks; let cool completely.
Cookies can be stored in airtight containers at room temperature up to 1 week.
4. When you are done do not forget to invite me some! hehe...
ok guys...that is it. Hope you enjoy it ..now i need to get some OJ(orange juice) hugs:)
Best on black!
Otherwise this is the territory of griffon vultures!
Thank (in advance) to you all, very much my friends!
(Don't use this image on any media, without my permission!)
My freckles look like spots. That's kinda gross. & I no longer have a pro account & it's weird because I haven't had to look at ads on flickr for aaages (one whole year, actually), & now there's a limit to only 200 photos on my stream, & only 100MB of photos per month. Oh & I can't see what weird stats I've been getting (I always get weird ones). It's very strange.
I couldn't decide whether to upload or not. But I don't want to fall behind on my diary. I spent like the whole day with Hannah, & we didn't take a single picture - actually, I took a few of my Mom when she was on stage - but otherwise it was a picture free day. & it was a nice day too. =)
This is when Max & I when we were on the terraces yesterday.
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I'm actually really tired & it's only 2.20am, but I will write this entry tomorrow. Before my Mom went to sleep I thanked her for the lovely day, & told her how much I enjoyed it.
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Soooo, it's really irritating when you're waking up & you can hear your Mom coming closer & closer to your room, talking on the phone to someone who is obviously your friend, & is telling them that you have been lying around in bed & should be awake by now. I said I would get up at 10am. I check the clock. It's 9.40am. So I'm not even late. But my Mom is still spouting this bull. She comes in & gives me the phone. It's Hannah, I start talking to her as my Mom exits the room. Except she doesn't. She stands at the door and says very, very loudly "GET UP! GET UP! GET UP!" I only just managed to refrain from telling her to fuck right off, & instead stopped half-way through talking to Hannah & yelled "MOM!" She left then. I was just really irritated because I'd said when I was getting up, & I wasn't late, I was actually awake before that, & yes okay, Hannah called me & if I hadn't been awake it would have been necessary for her to wake me, but I was already awake so there was no need to stand at my door being annoying.
But anyway. Hannah said she'd come by for 11.45pm, & we discussed what we were wearing. I only have one dress I like at the moment (last year I had 4 or 5) so that was pretty much sorted for me. I got dressed at a steady pace & then got some breakfast & read the paper. Well, Jane talked to me a lot too. My Mom had to pop out to try on her outfit for the make over today, but she came back with her friend Maggie in tour. I was eating breakfast at this point, & genuinely thought my Mom was about to ditch her friend with me & make us talk. I pointedly said "I'm eating breakfast" & then my Mom said that no they weren't going to disturb me. So that was okay. Maggie was still in the hall, so my Mom went upstairs quickly to get all her things, & then they chatted in the hall while waiting for my Mom's other guests to arrive. When everyone had arrived my Mom said they were going over there & that I could wait here for Hannah. Hannah then called moments after they left to say she'd was running a bit late & would be there in 5 or 10 mins. She offered to meet me there, but I figured it'd be easier to just meet at my house. I continued to read the paper until she got here, & then we left her car keys at my house & went out. Oh, & she showed me her new tattoo. It's of a snowdrop, & she designed it herself in memory of her grandma. It looks like a henna tattoo. I couldn't get a tattoo - too painful. & I'm just not really a fan of tattoos.
Last year I'm pretty sure we walked round the outside, but this year it was pretty windy so we walked through the school. We saw Hazel outside the reception area - well, the inbetween area between reception & the way out to the terraces, & she told us that for the time being we had to walk the whole way round the tent to enter. She also told us she wanted us to make ourselves known to the photographer, so that they had photos of younger people, & the fact that we were OEs was just an added bonus.
As we got ourselves a glass of free pink champagne I told Hannah that I was drinking more - but only wine. Actually, just Lambrusco, Buck's Fizz, & white wine spritzers. But still. I'm getting past my complete fear of it (thank you very much, American) though I still thinking getting drunk is ridiculous. We moved into the tent, but there were a lot of women crowding up the entrance, making it hard to squeeze through. I thought about checking our table seating on the board in the entrance but my Mom had mentioned we were right by the stage, so I figured we'd find it or she'd show us. && so we squeezed through the crowds & looked around the stalls - I noticed the Age Concern one (my Mom's somehow involved with them) - & we checked out what everyone was wearing & who was here. We saw the photographer, but didn't say anything. Also, last year there were these 2 women who were basically goth twins. Well, they're super tanned (totally over the top) & have suuuch black hair, (always worn really elaborately), way too much make up, & odd dresses. The dresses would probably look nice if they just toned it down a bit. Anyway, we figured out one of the goth women was the mother of a girl in choir who would be singing today. I really dislike the mother because she is very pushy, & was rude towards me because I got the main solo at the Christmas services, not her daughter. But her daughter does have a lovely voice.
While we were looking around we saw the woman I wrote about after this event last year, & Hannah burst out laughing & said she'd been telling someone about it just the other day. It was quite funny, & anyone I've told the story to has agreed with what I was saying. But it's probably best if I don't repeat it. My Mom came over to talk then & said she was worried because they were putting her in skinny white jeans for the make over. I'm sure she'll be fine. Though I usually think of skinny white jeans as a young people thing. Then, my Mom went & introduced us to two of her friends who were running the Age Concern stall, & basically ditched us there. I can't remember the name of one of the women, but the other was Maggie. Her son works in the theatre & TV, & she saw my production last week. So we had a quick talk about the arts, & then she asked me my favourite author. Samuel Richardson was the first person to pop into my head, & I really do love 'Pamela' so I said him. I'm not sure if she actually knew who he was. Kudos if she did. && she said she preferred seeing Arthur Miller plays to Shakespeare. I couldn't entirely agree. I see them as 2 different types of theatre, which yes you can compare, but you could also argue that they're very different. So, um, yeah. I let her move onto Hannah then, & she quizzed her about art, & then said Hannah & I would probably be friends for life. I've never really labelled my friendship with Hannah, so I felt a teeny bit awkward then. We were looking for a way to escape this dwindling conversation, when Maggie said we mustn't let her keep us, so we were just about to say goodbye when she continued talking. Uggh. I hate it when I get caught in conversations, & totally can't get out of them. We started talking about how our feet were hurting, & were going to sit down, when Maggie said her feet were hurting too . . . & the conversation continued. Eventually Hannah just said her feet were really hurting & that she just had to sit down, so we said our goodbyes. I felt rude, but some people I just don't gel with. Maggie seemed nice, but I don't really like to talk about the things I'm interested in. Which sounds silly, but I have my passions, & I usually have friends who are not interested in there areas, or if they are, it's just a minor thing, & there are things they're more interested in. So when someone else comes along & tries to talk to me about these things I'm like "Woah, back off." I don't mean anything by it. I just rarely feel comfortable talking about it. I know. I'm weird.
We saw my Mom then, & she showed us to our table, which really was right by the stage. There were a few of my Mom's friends sitting there already, but I could only remember one of their names. Awkward. They all said hi to me, so I didn't have to remember their names in the end. The woman next to Hannah was quite old, & as we were talking she caught my eye. I felt it would be rude not to say hi, so we both did. And then the woman basically told us her life story. I really had no idea how to react when she told us her husband left us with her 2 year old son for another woman, & then died about three years later after suffering from Parkinsons. Obviously her son has all grown up now (this story came up when she started telling us her son used to go here) so these events happened a while ago, but I still didn't know what to say. The school's music scholars were singing & playing & the sound was blasting from the speakers, which also made it really hard to hear. After we finished our conversation with this woman Hannah said she hadn't known how to react to her story either. So then we just chatted. My Mom got some wine for her table, so I had some. It wasn't to my liking, but I drank it anyway. Must keep up appearances of normality.
Lunch was served, & Maggie was really nice & said because I didn't eat chicken I could have her slice of the asparagus quiche, but I really didn't need it. She was really be nice & insisting I have it, but I was fine. I had another brief conversation with her while Hannah was caught talking to the woman next to her. She asked me if I liked contemporary music. I said yes. I didn't know how to elaborate. I told her I didn't like screamo and country & western. I probably should have asked her what music she liked, but I just found talking to her so awkward. I don't know why. She said her son always told her to tell people who wanted to go into his industry that it was very hard, & that he'd been struggling. She was trying to be kind, but I figured that I was 19, & have been focusing on this for over 10 years, so of course I knew the industry was hard. But I'm being overly critical here. She was probably just looking for common ground. I felt even more awkward when my Mom asked Maggie if she'd told me about her son. She had. We still had very little to talk about.
Hannah & I were originally going to get Eton Mess for pudding, but my Mom chose this vanilla turrine & it looked so good that we went for it too. I thought it would taste better than it did, but the raspberry sauce was lovely. && then the speaker for this year started. She ran 'Save Our Souls', which teaches women how to dress better, & for their shape & colour palette. My Mom is on the Parent's Society, so had been asked to be one of the models, along with another woman. The other woman went first, & was told she was an autumn palette (warm colours). When the palettes were both held against her skin the warm ones obviously looked better. Then my Mom was up on stage. It was harder to tell with her, but I would say the cool palette (spring) was a little more striking against her. I don't think my Mom was pleased, as she wears very warm colours, but she's lucky because they all look good on her really. Maggie said she thought the warm looked best, & I said I thought they both looked good, but the cool possibly just won for me. Then she went back stage to get her new outfit, while the woman talked to us about the clothes best for us. I didn't necessarily agree when she talked about how to dress with big boobs. As someone who probably has some of the biggest natural boobs in the country I had to totally disagree. She said wear long necklaces - they just hang off my boobs like a shelf. She said to wear very deep v-necks - whenever I do people just look at my boobs even more & say I'm trying to raw attention to them. There were a few other things she said which I had to say from experience were totally wrong. Hannah agreed. Then they were ready to show us the clothes. The woman who went before my Mom came out in a green maxi dress, (which was quite nice), a coral pashmina, & a big brown belt just under her chest. Oh, & a long necklace. The dress was nice, but the belt & necklace pushed everything weirdly, & made it quite unflattering. Then my Mom came out. Her legs looked soooo skinny (well, she does have very skinny legs), but she was wearing this polka dot mac which bulked her out & hid her shape. Apparently they'd lost the blazer they'd picked out for her. She looked better without the mac, & had a purple sleeveless top with a blue cardi on. Then the woman fastened the cardi, which was unflattering. But the jeans looked good. & they also found the blazer, which looked nice with the rest of the outfit. I took some photos on her camera for her - shocked at the quality, I must say I've been quite spoiled by my cameras. One of my Mom's friends commented that she'd never realised just how skinny my Mom was. That was nice - I've got to remember to tell her that.
When my Mom came to sit down Maggie told her that she thought both colours looked good on her, & I said I liked everything but the mac & the blue cardi. Hannah said she liked everything, & my Mom said that a far as she was concerned what I'd said was high praise coming from me. =p
The woman finished her talk, & my Mom got some beautiful flowers as a thank you for taking part. They really were lovely. Hannah & I just stayed at the table & chatted, until she said she had to put some more cream on her tattoo. We exited the tent from the far side just as the raffle started, & Hannah took off her heels to walk across the grass. The queue in the bathroom was quite long, but she only needed to wash her hands. We headed back but were a little too nervous to walk through the tent while everyone was focusing on the raffle. We passed the musicians still sitting at a table by the entrance, & when we got back to the table Hannah asked me why they were still here. I replied that they probably had nothing better to do with their time. Mary McCarthy, who was helping out with the raffle right in front of her table, laughed & said she'd heard what I said (thinking I'd meant it about the people running the raffle). I felt mortified, & said I hadn't been talking about her, but I'm not sure if she believed me. She said she didn't mind though. Mary really is very sweet, & I wouldn't say that about her even if I did think the raffle people had nothing better to do with their time. Which isn't true anyway.
After the raffle everyone started dispersing, & Maggie got up to go. I tried to catch her eye to say goodbye, but she didn't look at me. I'm not sure if she was purposefully ignoring me, or just thought I wasn't worth the bother. I felt a twinge of guilt then, but I really hadn't know what to say to her. After she left my Mom asked me how she was, & I admitted that I hadn't really had much to say. My Mom reprimanded me then & said she was grieving for her husband, which made me feel awful, until I asked when it had happened. She said it happened seventeen years ago, which made me feel less bad. My Mom said it shouldn't make any difference that it had happened seventeen years ago, but it does, even if just a little bit. If it had just happened very recently then I would have admired her for being able to come out to an event like this, because I certainly wouldn't be able to. But after seventeen years I probably would have been able to leave the house. So that's the difference.
Hannah & I flipped through the magazine that we'd been given for free (last year we got free hair care) & I pointed out the shots I wanted to do. She said she could do those poses, & we just needed to find the locations & then voila. My Mom came back & said the jeans were only £8, so she'd probably get them, & maybe the tops too. She also very kindly gave us money for afternoon tea - I'm sure it was free last time. Hannah got a piece of chocolate cake, while I went for a piece of Victoria Sponge cake, & we both had tea. Jean was serving, so I said hey. Oh & Hannah called her mum to ask if she had the money to pay for the ticket, but Elaine was at the LS swimming gala, so my Mom said she'd write a check for her now & Hannah would pay her back at the party tonight. I thought that was very nice of her.
We headed back to our table, & I remembered to reply to a text I'd gotten from Vicky about the cast meal. Boffey had a tennis match, so she was asking if we were still having the meal. I said it was up to them. Hazel came over & asked if Hannah's tattoo was real or henna. Hannah think that Hazel's estimation of her has gone down now. After finishing our afternoon tea we headed outside the tent. The weather had been so up and down - cool, windy, hot, humid. We were hot now, & right above the tent there were blue skies & white clouds, but above the benches we were going to sit down on there were grey clouds that looked like they might burst at any moment. Before we got to the benches 2 boys went & sat there, so we just sat on the little steps & took our heels off & talked some more. Alex approached to ask me if we were having the cast dinner & I said it was up to them, so she said we were having it. We then saw Dave AR walking over to talk to the boys on the benches. He's back from UCLA to go to the ball with his girlfriend. He didn't acknowledge us at first, but at one point we both looked up at the same time, so he had to wave & smile (it was more of a grimace). I waved back & told Hannah, so she looked up & waved too. He returned the wave & showed teeth when he smiled. Hannah said he was being weird, & that even though we weren't close, he should still have come over to at least say hey. He left, & it started to spit a little bit, so we headed over to my house.
She wanted to see my new laptop & camera, so I showed them & we went through facebook profiles of people we knew. I think she was a bit pissed off with the girls we used to hang out with at school, so we were looking at what they'd been doing recently. Hugh came in & got cereal & I just thought it was nice how he got on with Hannah. Her mum called & asked Hannah to pick her up for the Leaving Drinks at my house (for the teachers leaving at the end of this year) so I told my Mom we'd be back in 10mins & that I had my phone with me. Hannah had All Time Low's CD playing, & I'm not sure what I think of it. It's the type of music I used to listen to all the time, but over the last year or so - probably more - it's become a bit samey to me. I do like their single 'Lost in Stereo' though.
Hannah changed out of her heels at her house & showed me the photos on her camera from her night out last night. Her mum finished getting ready - after being a bit annoyed at Hannah for the mess she'd left her room in - & we got back to my house. (Max called me on the way home to apologise for not seeing me today. He said he'd been in school for the last four hours, but he'd just been so busy. I thought it was nice of him to actually call & apologise, but it wasn't as if I'd been waiting around for him today. He said he might see me tomorrow, but he probably won't.) But anyway, Hannah & I went out into the garden when we got back, where my Dad told us that actually my Mom was wrong to invite us to this party, as it was a Common Room party, & that we should leave. First I showed Hannah our new patio area, & then we went & got food from Jean. We tried this tomato sticks & cranberry with cheese puffs. They were particularly nice.
We headed in then & wondered what the hell to do. Usually we take photos, or watch movies, or bake. We couldn't exactly bake now. So it was either movies or photos. We headed up to my room (stopping on the way to show Hannah my brother's drawing, before he rushed in & grabbed them & said they weren't good enough to be seen, although Hannah assured him that wasn't true) & lay on my bed for a bit before deciding to go & look at photos taken over the years on my laptop. We decided we'd have to put up some of the really bad ones of people we knew. After we'd finished Hannah wanted to look through the photos on my flickr & decide which ones to sell, so we started doing that until her mum said it was time to go after an hour and a half. I then read until the party finished about an hour later. There were no cranberry puffs left. Great sadness.
I read some more until my parents called me up to watch TV with them all. I had 3 lemon sherbets left from a packet we got back at Christmas, so I gave one to my brother & my Dad. My Mom said she couldn't have them because of her teeth, so I had the last one. My Mom started to fall asleep, & after BB was finished my Dad told Hugh & I to go to bed. My Mom was still partially awake, so I told her how lovely this day had been. I enjoyed my evening, & the routine of spending time with my family. I felt a bit sad that my Dad basically tentatively asked me if I wanted to watch it with them. I don't mean to be stroppy about watching it. Just it's annoying to watch it so late usually, & usually when I won't watch it I've just had a fight with my Mom, so am upset. But really I like spending time with them all. =)
On an otherwise grey day in London, A slither of light glows beneath the heavy cloud bathing the south bank of the Thames in warm autumnal light
On a overcast but otherwise nice July afternoon NS 10N can be seen in the outskirts of Limaville and Alliance with NS 1067 leading the short Autorake train solo with ease.
Though we are getting to be well into November, our roses still look good. No real frost to burn them or otherwise damage them. Our other flowers in the yard are still in bloom, but some have been moved to the porch because of a few colder mornings.
Our fall colors are still nice, but I would have to drive some to get to the most beautiful. Caring for Carol's daily meds, etc, keeps me home more. So I haven't driven very far, any distance and I have my daughter do the driving. Learned I have a heart block so will likely be a pacemaker in my near future. Happy to still be enjoying life, however, and looking forward to the promise of a happy future. Wishing you well!
Vern
Medium-sized woodpecker with unique face pattern: red crown, pale yellowish forehead and throat, and pale eye. Otherwise glossy-black with streaky underparts. In flight, look for blazing white rump and wing patches. Typically fairly common from western North America to Colombia, especially in mixed oak forests and other open woodlands. Social and conspicuous. Occurs in family groups that breed cooperatively. Well-known for stashing large numbers of acorns in telephone poles and tree trunks. Listen for nasal “waka-waka” calls and chatters.
Santa Maria de Dota, San Jose, Costa Rica
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Pacific City to Newport. 50 miles with one grueling painful climb due to a missed turn. But a wonderful sunny day otherwise.
'light for the bight', a community event to support world heritage protection for the nullarbor and the great australian bight
the mirning traditional owners created this beautiful twilight lantern parade telling the creation story of jeedera, the white whale
saturday, october 14th, 2023 - otherwise a day of shame for australia
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This land has now been conquered by the Viking Queen
They surrendered pretty quickly
Just a few casualties
It is called EvaVisionLand or short EvaVision
There is one rule
And that is following your intuition
Otherwise everything is allowed
Just being in the flow
Doing exactly what you want - all the time
As long as you know that you are in intuition mode
Sounds good doesn't it
EvaRomance will be the normal state of mind for everybody entering this land
Giving and receiving love and respect will be the normal way to behave
Sigh
I think I will conquer the rest of the world too
I wonder if you are ready
And I of course don't need to use force - you guys will surrender pretty easily
I just know that for sure
Palme I me
Pa MI
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It starts with proof reading of an E-Mail, and it ends with all plants on my father`s watering lists for each day they are on leave are crossed out by me and if it went well all plants and all fish are still living. But also otherwise I would get some souvenirs :-)
Henryk Wieniawski: "Souvenir de Posen" (op.3 for violin and piano / youtube)
Part of: "My Memory Photograph Album" and "Weaving Diary Tapestry Aktion Tagebuch Teppich Tapisserie Tagebuch weben 365 days project 2: 2015 2016" 4.
Mai 2016: Souvenir Italien - timeline zeitliche Abfolge golden filament goldener Faden: 1. 1. - 17. 1. red thread roter Faden 18. 1. - 9. 2., led lichterkette: ab 10. 2. Fastenbeginn - Esoterik Entlarvung Lichtnahrungsprozess ab 2. 3.: transparenter Faden: Fortsetzung Licht-Fasten. ab 27. 3. green wire grüner Draht Frühling spring, ab 24. 4. transparent yarn Garn weiß durchsichtig unsichtbar Karwoche 2 (orthodox): Kokos, Hokum Lichtfasten, ab 1. Mai grüner Draht green filament // Still Life in the kitchen stillleben in der küche
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The unmistakable outline of Ben Arthur otherwise known as The Cobbler.
Possibly the most climbed "Corbett" (a Scottish mountain between 2500 and 3000ft) The Cobbler forms part of the Arrochar Alps in Scotland's southern highlands. This relatively easy climb has a little sting in the tail as it requires a little bit of bravery and additional caution to fully reach the true summit. The last few meters requires the climber to squeeze through a small fissure in the rock and scramble round the last pinnacle to gain access to the top. This last action is known as "Threading the needle" to most Scottish climbers and while relatively simple it does take a head for heights, good balance and an additional layer of caution.
A North American residential circuit breaker. This particular style, known as ganged, is used for 240-volt circuits to ensure both hot legs trip, otherwise there would be a live 120-volt circuit from either hot leg to neutral, an unsafe condition. Industrial buildings with three-phase power use three-breaker ganged units where required for similar reasons.
While the term “circuit breaker” mainly refers to the electrical safety device in its many varieties, the name has been used in other fields to suggest a overload shutoff mechanism, such as in the world of finance and even in reference to the COVID-19 pandemic.
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Equipment: Canon 5D Mark III, Canon 16-35mm f2.8L II USM lens
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In September 2015, I was scouting out and photographing numerous sites around Lake Tahoe, California and many sites in the Eastern Sierras for a short 5 days.
One the night of September 17, I took the Bonsai Rock Milky Way shot with the moon just above the distant mountain peaks.
The next day we moved down into the Eastern Sierras where I had been planning to photograph the iconic bristlecone pine tree with the Milky Way. Little did I know on the way down how well the moon would come into play with my night sky photography work there.
I used a long established technique to get the moon rays in this shoot while I light painted the bristlecone pine tree with my special light.
In 2017, I will have two 5 day Milky Way photography workshop in Arches National Park in Moab, Utah, one over the 3rd week in March and one over the 3rd week in April.
During each of the two workshops, I will conduct 3 4+ hour Milky Way Photoshop post processing session where I teach all the techniques I used to create this final photo but this time it will be more of what is called a "Deep Dive" PS post processing session and workshop participants will need a laptop with Photoshop CS 2017. Lightroom will work but lacks some functionality used in what I will teach.
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My Milky Way night sky photography workshops
In 2017, I will be leading two 4 day photography workshops in Jackson Hole. During both workshops, I will take my group out for 3 nights of my Milky Way night sky workshop.
My 2017 4-5 day photography workshop schedule:
ANP, Canyonlands & Monument Valley - March 24-29
Icons of the Southwest w/Ryan Smith - April 23-28
Jackson Hole, Wyoming spring - June 21-25
Jackson Hole, Wyoming fall - September 19-23
The great part is that in 2017 I will return to Jackson Hole for the incredible wildflowers throughout the valley and the surrounding mountains.
Do you shoot the Milky Way but need a little help in getting the Milky Way to jump out of your photos ? If so, take a look at my ebook A Photographer's Milky Way Processing Guide - A Photoshop HowTo
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Time to chill out to Adele's song ... Hello.
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Six Workers Walking
( #Guangzhou, #Guangdong, #China. #Photograph by #GustavoThomas © 2020)
Those six workers offered some humanity to my otherwise cold urban landscape view of Huacheng square in Guangzhou.
The bright lights and advertisements of the various stores brighten and liven up this otherwise ordinary alley.
A picture of a busy shopping area located in Taipei, Taiwan, taken during the evening.
Warren Upper Reservoir
Rehoboth, Massachusetts
A remarkably long exposure of an otherwise unremarkable composition.
No fireworks were required around here this year, as Mother Nature put on a free show. I could see there might be good color and cloud streaks, but the scene was evolving very, very slowly. So I took a chance on an ultra-long exposure (24 minutes). It wasn't hot but I figured there would be lots of sensor noise; so I turned on long exposure noise reduction, which added another 24 minutes to the (in-camera) processing time (the job was still processing when I got home---10 minutes away---and unpacked the camera!). I was floored by how clean the image was; I counted very few hot pixels. Remarkable. I did touch the sliders a tad, but the final image is not too far off the original.
Filters: Gold-N-Blue polarizer, 2-stop soft-edge GND, 10-stop ND.
.....otherwise we shall not be able to keep our mind strong and clear.
Buddha
Texture with thanks to MAT
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On an otherwise cloudy afternoon, golden sunshine beams down on Chaney Jct in central Houston as an exciting scene unfolds.
The DPUs of a rock train for Baytown head east on the Freight Main while a CPKC train with a UP leader barrels west on the Passenger Main.
UP RVRCDQ (Rock- Quihi, TX to Coady Yard [Baytown, TX])
(DPU) C45ACCTE #7401
(DPU) C45ACCTE #7882
CPKC M274 (Manifest- Jackson, MS to Sanchez Yard [Nuevo Laredo, TAM])
UP C45AH #2629
(DPU) KCS AC4400CW #4590
Houston, TX
September 16th, 2024
The Equestrian Statue of Marcus Aurelius is an ancient Roman equestrian statue on the Capitoline Hill, Rome, Italy. It is made of bronze and stands 4.24 m tall. Although the emperor is mounted, the sculpture otherwise exhibits many similarities to the standing statues of Augustus. The original is on display in the Capitoline Museums, while the sculpture now standing in the open air at the Piazza del Campidoglio is a replica made in 1981 when the original was taken down for restoration.
The statue projects an impression of power and god-like grandeur: the emperor is over life-size and extends his hand in a gesture of adlocutio used by emperors when addressing their troops. Some historians assert that a conquered enemy was originally part of the sculpture (based on medieval accounts, including in the Mirabilia Urbis Romae, which suggest that a small figure of a bound barbarian chieftain once cowered underneath the horse's front right leg). Such an image was meant to portray the emperor as victorious and all-conquering. However, shown without weapons or armour, Marcus Aurelius seems to be a bringer of peace rather than a military hero, for this is how he saw himself and his reign.
The emperor is shown riding without the use of stirrups, which had not yet been introduced to the West. While the horse has been meticulously studied in order to be recreated for other artists' works, the saddle cloth was copied with the thought that it was part of the standard Roman uniform. The saddle cloth is actually Sarmatian in origin, suggesting that the horse is a Sarmatian horse and that the statue was created to honour the victory over the Sarmatians by Marcus Aurelius, after which he adopted "Sarmaticus" to his name.
Holidays in Hungary, image #59 of 581
H1505-(59)
SONY NEX-7 & SEL18200
200mm _ f/13 _ 1/200s _ ISO200
May 05 2015 / 10:07
First film since going digital in 2003, an Ilford FP4. I like the texture of the light and shadows from the film grain giving it more depth and a broodiness which would otherwise be lacking. Quite different to digital.
(Explore Oct 24)
Another 'otherwise beautiful' villain.
Caiman lizard from Aquaworld Aquarium & Reptile Rescue Centre in Chersonisos, Crete.
Tamron 80-210mm f/3.8-4 Model 103A
Adaptall 2 -> M42 adapter -> EOS dandelion adapter + LensTagger
Handheld near MFD - 90 cm
Forced to spend the day away from bustling crowds, frenetic consumerism, and an otherwise busy existence.