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It's funny, yet everything portrayed is within the realms of possibility. (It looks better in large size).
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"A Misty Morning at Bradgate Park"
This morning, in my local Leicestershire area, dense fog greeted me as I set out for Bradgate Park. Despite my car showing 0°C, I didn’t let the chill deter me. Wildlife photography is always full of surprises, teaching us enthusiasts to stay prepared for the unexpected.
Yesterday, during my three-hour photography session at Bradgate Park, I experienced this once again. After parking, I spent some time with my little friend, a Robin, near the car park. Knowing its usual spot, I brought some feed to reward it for posing for me.
As I stepped through the park gates, my initial plan was to photograph a pair of European Stonechats. However, they proved elusive, and after an hour of waiting, they didn’t reappear. Undeterred, I continued along my walking route through the park's 850 acres.
Climbing towards the Bradgate House ruins, I hoped to stumble upon the Stonechats again. The fog slowly began to clear, but the thick grey clouds kept the environment dim.
Suddenly, an unexpected encounter took my breath away—a Eurasian Sparrowhawk appeared, flying swiftly towards me. With an agile move, it passed by and perched on the historic dry-stone wall about 60 meters away. Its sharp eyes scanned for prey, and I seized the opportunity. Quietly and carefully, I approached in two stages, taking shots with my Nikon 500mm f/5.6E PF lens paired with a TC 14E II Teleconverter.
As anticipated, the Sparrowhawk displayed its remarkable agility once again, swooping down from the wall toward its target and disappearing from sight.
At the end of the day, I uploaded 10 photos, including my surprise capture of the Eurasian Sparrowhawk. I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed capturing these moments. Have a wonderful day!
Fallow Deer Fawn (Dama dama)
The Fallow Deer (Dama dama) is one of the most recognizable and widespread deer species in the UK, known for its beautiful spotted coat. Its fawns are particularly charming and are a favorite subject for wildlife photographers.
Identification
Size: At birth, fawns weigh approximately 4-5 kg.
Coat:
Newborn fawns have a light brown coat with prominent white spots that provide camouflage in grassy or woodland areas.
As they mature, the spots may fade but are still visible in the summer coat of adults.
Eyes: Large, dark eyes that enhance their endearing appearance.
Behavior
Birth Season: Fawns are typically born between May and July.
Hiding: For the first few weeks, fawns remain hidden in tall grass or woodland undergrowth, relying on their spotted coat for camouflage. They remain motionless when predators or humans are nearby.
Dependence on Mother: Fawns nurse from their mothers and stay close to them for protection. By autumn, they begin grazing more independently but remain within the safety of the herd.
Habitat
Fallow deer are found in parks, open grasslands, and woodlands across the UK. Managed deer parks like Bradgate Park and Richmond Park are excellent places to observe them.
Diet
Fawns primarily rely on their mother’s milk during the first 8-10 weeks.
As they grow, they begin to graze on grasses, herbs, and leaves.
Conservation Status
Fallow deer are not native to the UK but were introduced by the Romans or Normans.
They are now naturalized and thrive in many areas, often managed in parks to prevent overpopulation.
Their conservation status is of "Least Concern."
Interesting Facts
Fawns are born with no scent, which helps them avoid detection by predators.
Their characteristic spots are most prominent during the first months of life.
Fallow deer are known for their seasonal coat changes, with darker coats in winter and lighter, spotted coats in summer.
Where to Spot Them in the UK
Bradgate Park, Richmond Park, and Knole Park are some of the best places to see Fallow Deer and their fawns in their natural habitat. Early morning or late afternoon is ideal for observing their activities.
I've captured some unforgettable moments with my camera, and I hope you feel the same joy viewing these images as I did while shooting them.
Thank you so much for visiting my gallery, whether you leave a comment, add it to your favorites, or simply take a moment to look around. Your support means a lot to me, and I wish you good luck and beautiful light in all your endeavors.
© All rights belong to R.Ertuğ. Please refrain from using these images without my express written permission. If you are interested in purchasing or using them, feel free to contact me via Flickr mail.
Lens - With Nikon TC 14E II - hand held or Monopod and definitely SPORT VR on. Aperture is f8 and full length. All my images have been converted from RAW to JPEG.
I started using Nikon Cross-Body Strap or Monopod on long walks. Here is my Carbon Monopod details : Gitzo GM2542 Series 2 4S Carbon Monopod - Really Right Stuff MH-01 Monopod Head with Standard Lever - Really Right Stuff LCF-11 Replacement Foot for Nikon AF-S 500mm /5.6E PF Lense -
Your comments and criticism are very valuable.
Thanks for taking the time to stop by and explore :)
A Chilly Morning in Bradgate Park -
Despite the freezing 0°C temperature this morning, I couldn’t resist heading out for a photo tour. The grey winter skies, often caused by increasingly frequent storms due to climate change, can be quite discouraging. However, the soft, glowing hues of the early morning sun always have a magical effect on nature, enhancing every frame we capture and bringing joy to photography enthusiasts like myself. Even the simple act of saying good morning feels different on a bright, sunny day.
Living near the historic Bradgate Park is truly a privilege. As I stepped into the park and took a short five-minute walk, I came across two fallow deer fawns (Dama dama) wandering alone, separated from their herd. Without my camouflage cover, I had to move carefully, stepping only on the damp, soft leaves to avoid making any noise. My 1.4x teleconverter wasn’t attached to my 500mm lens, and attempting to change it would have startled them.
As I observed, a group of jackdaws landed on one of the fawns, searching for ticks and other insects in its fur. It was a beautiful display of interspecies cooperation, and I was delighted to witness this moment of solidarity. Both seemed quite at ease, and the interaction lasted for about two minutes. The young fawn was busy with its morning meal and didn’t allow the jackdaws near its neck. Eventually, it leapt slightly, signaling that it had had enough, and the two little companions trotted back toward their family.
Although it wasn’t the exact shot I had envisioned, I plan to work on this subject in the coming weeks and hope to capture even better frames. One particularly striking moment was when a jackdaw perched near the tail of a fallow deer, beautifully framed against the golden bokeh created by the sunlight reflecting in the background.
During my four-hour tour, I also managed to photograph another fallow deer cautiously keeping an eye on me, maintaining a safe distance. And of course, no trip to Bradgate Park would be complete without capturing my favorite small bird—the European Robin (Erithacus rubecula)! I included three different poses of this charming little bird as well.
Now, I leave you with the nine images I uploaded to my Flickr account this afternoon. Thank you all for your comments, favorites, and support. Wishing you a great evening!
Fallow Deer Fawn (Dama dama)
The Fallow Deer (Dama dama) is one of the most recognizable and widespread deer species in the UK, known for its beautiful spotted coat. Its fawns are particularly charming and are a favorite subject for wildlife photographers.
Identification
Size: At birth, fawns weigh approximately 4-5 kg.
Coat:
Newborn fawns have a light brown coat with prominent white spots that provide camouflage in grassy or woodland areas.
As they mature, the spots may fade but are still visible in the summer coat of adults.
Eyes: Large, dark eyes that enhance their endearing appearance.
Behavior
Birth Season: Fawns are typically born between May and July.
Hiding: For the first few weeks, fawns remain hidden in tall grass or woodland undergrowth, relying on their spotted coat for camouflage. They remain motionless when predators or humans are nearby.
Dependence on Mother: Fawns nurse from their mothers and stay close to them for protection. By autumn, they begin grazing more independently but remain within the safety of the herd.
Habitat
Fallow deer are found in parks, open grasslands, and woodlands across the UK. Managed deer parks like Bradgate Park and Richmond Park are excellent places to observe them.
Diet
Fawns primarily rely on their mother’s milk during the first 8-10 weeks.
As they grow, they begin to graze on grasses, herbs, and leaves.
Conservation Status
Fallow deer are not native to the UK but were introduced by the Romans or Normans.
They are now naturalized and thrive in many areas, often managed in parks to prevent overpopulation.
Their conservation status is of "Least Concern."
Interesting Facts
Fawns are born with no scent, which helps them avoid detection by predators.
Their characteristic spots are most prominent during the first months of life.
Fallow deer are known for their seasonal coat changes, with darker coats in winter and lighter, spotted coats in summer.
Where to Spot Them in the UK
Bradgate Park, Richmond Park, and Knole Park are some of the best places to see Fallow Deer and their fawns in their natural habitat. Early morning or late afternoon is ideal for observing their activities.
I've captured some unforgettable moments with my camera, and I hope you feel the same joy viewing these images as I did while shooting them.
Thank you so much for visiting my gallery, whether you leave a comment, add it to your favorites, or simply take a moment to look around. Your support means a lot to me, and I wish you good luck and beautiful light in all your endeavors.
© All rights belong to R.Ertuğ. Please refrain from using these images without my express written permission. If you are interested in purchasing or using them, feel free to contact me via Flickr mail.
Lens - With Nikon TC 14E II - hand held or Monopod and definitely SPORT VR on. Aperture is f8 and full length. All my images have been converted from RAW to JPEG.
I started using Nikon Cross-Body Strap or Monopod on long walks. Here is my Carbon Monopod details : Gitzo GM2542 Series 2 4S Carbon Monopod - Really Right Stuff MH-01 Monopod Head with Standard Lever - Really Right Stuff LCF-11 Replacement Foot for Nikon AF-S 500mm /5.6E PF Lense -
Your comments and criticism are very valuable.
Thanks for taking the time to stop by and explore :)
Transhumanism (abbreviated as H+ or h+) is an international and intellectual movement that aims to transform the human condition by developing and creating widely available sophisticated technologies to greatly enhance human intellectual, physical, and psychological capacities.Transhumanist thinkers study the potential benefits and dangers of emerging technologies that could overcome fundamental human limitations, as well as the ethics[3] of using such technologies.The most common thesis is that human beings may eventually be able to transform themselves into different beings with abilities so greatly expanded from the natural condition as to merit the label of posthuman beings.The contemporary meaning of the term transhumanism was foreshadowed by one of the first professors of futurology, FM-2030, who taught "new concepts of the human" at The New School in the 1960s, when he began to identify people who adopt technologies, lifestyles and worldviews "transitional" to posthumanity as "transhuman".This hypothesis would lay the intellectual groundwork for the British philosopher Max More to begin articulating the principles of transhumanism as a futurist philosophy in 1990 and organizing in California an intelligentsia that has since grown into the worldwide transhumanist movement.
The year 1990 is seen as a "fundamental shift" in human existence by the transhuman community, as the first gene therapy trial,[8] the first designer babies,[9] as well as the mind-augmenting World Wide Web all emerged in that year. In many ways, one could argue the conditions that will eventually lead to the Singularity were set in place by these events in 1990.[original research?]Influenced by seminal works of science fiction, the transhumanist vision of a transformed future humanity has attracted many supporters and detractors from a wide range of perspectives including philosophy and religion.Transhumanism has been characterized by one critic, Francis Fukuyama, as among the world's most dangerous ideas,to which Ronald Bailey countered that it is rather the "movement that epitomizes the most daring, courageous, imaginative and idealistic aspirations of humanity".
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transhumanism
What does it mean to be human? Biology has a simple answer: If your DNA is consistent with Homo sapiens, you are human — but we all know that humanity is a lot more complex and nuanced than that. Other schools of science might classify humans by their sociological or psychological behavior, but again we know that actually being human is more than just the sum of our thoughts and actions. You can also look at being human as a sliding scale. If you were to build a human from scratch, from the bottom up, at some point you cross the threshold into humanity — if you believe in evolution, at some point we ceased being a great ape and became human. Likewise, if you slowly remove parts from a human, you cross the threshold into inhumanity. Again, though, we run into the same problem: How do we codify, classify, and ratify what actually makes us human?Does adding empathy make us human? Does removing the desire to procreate make us inhuman? If I physically alter my brain to behave in a different, non-standard way, am I still human? If I have all my limbs removed and my head spliced onto a robot, am I still human? (See: Upgrade your ears: Elective auditory implants give you cyborg hearing.) At first glance these questions might sound inflammatory and hyperbolic, or perhaps surreal and sci-fi, but don’t be fooled: In the next decade, given the continued acceleration of computer technology and biomedicine, we will be forced to confront these questions and attempt to find some answers.
Transhumanism is a cultural and intellectual movement that believes we can, and should, improve the human condition through the use of advanced technologies. One of the core concepts in transhumanist thinking is life extension: Through genetic engineering, nanotech, cloning, and other emerging technologies, eternal life may soon be possible. Likewise, transhumanists are interested in the ever-increasing number of technologies that can boost our physical, intellectual, and psychological capabilities beyond what humans are naturally capable of (thus the term transhuman). Transcranial direct current stimulation (tDCS), for example, which speeds up reaction times and learning speed by running a very weak electric current through your brain, has already been used by the US military to train snipers. On the more extreme side, transhumanism deals with the concepts of mind uploading (to a computer), and what happens when we finally craft a computer with greater-than-human intelligence (the technological singularity). (See: How to create a mind, or die trying.Beyond the obvious benefits of eternal life or superhuman strength, transhumanism also investigates the potential dangers and ethical pitfalls of human enhancement. In the case of life extension, if every human on Earth suddenly stopped dying, overpopulation would trigger a very rapid and very dramatic socioeconomic disaster. Unless we stopped giving birth to babies, of course, but that merely rips open another can of worms: Without birth and death, would society and humanity continue to grow and evolve, or would it stagnate, suffocated by the accumulated ego of intellectuals and demagogues who just will not die? Likewise, if only the rich have access to intelligence- and strength-boosting drugs and technologies, what would happen to society? Should everyone have the right to boost their intellect? Would society still operate smoothly if everyone had an IQ of 300 and five doctorate degrees?As you can see, things get complicated quickly when discussing transhumanist ideas — and life extension and augmented intelligence and strength are just the tip of the iceberg! This philosophical and ethical complexity stems from the fact that transhumanism is all about fusing humans with technology — and technology is advancing, improving, and breaking new ground very, very quickly. Humans have always used technology, of course — our ability to use tools and grasp concepts such as science and physics are what set us apart from other animals — but never has society been so intrinsically linked and underpinned by it. As we have seen in just the last few years, with the advent of the smartphone and ubiquitous high-speed mobile networks, just a handful of new technologies now have the power to completely change how we interact with the the world and people around us..Humans, on the other hand, and the civilizations that they build, move relatively slowly. It took us millions of years to discover language, and thousands more to discover medicine and the scientific method. In the few thousand years since, up until the last century or so, we doubled the human life span, but neurology and physiology were impenetrable black boxes. In just the last 100 years, we’ve doubled our life span again, created bionic eyes and powered exoskeletons, begun to understand how the human brain actually works, and started to make serious headway with boosting intellectual and physical prowess. We’ve already mentioned how tDCS is being used to boost cranial capacity, and as we’ve seen in recent years, sportspeople have definitely shown the efficacy of physical doping.An early television: It would've seemed incredibly alien to our grandparentsIt is due to this jarring juxtaposition — the historical slowness of human and societal evolution vs. the breakneck pace of modern technology — that many find transhumanism to be unpalatable. After all, as I’ve described it here, transhumanism is almost the very definition of unnatural. You’re quite within your rights to find transhumanism a bit, well, weird. And it is weird, don’t get me wrong — but so are most emerging technologies. Do you think that your great grandparents weren’t wigged out by the first television sets? Before it garnered the name “television,” one of its inventors gave it the rather spooky name of “distant electric vision.” Can you imagine the wariness in which passengers approached the first steam trains? Vast mechanical beasts that could pull hundreds of tons and moved far faster than the humble — but state-of-the-art — horse and carriage.The uneasiness that surround new, paradigm-shifting technologies isn’t new, and it has only been amplified by the exponential acceleration of technology that has occurred during our lifetime. If you were born 500 years ago, odds are that you wouldn’t experience a single societal-shifting technology in your lifetime — today, a 40 year old will have lived through the creation of the PC, the internet, the smartphone, and brain implants, to name just a few life-changing technologies. It is unsettling, to say the least, to have the rug repeatedly pulled out from under you, especially when it’s your livelihood at stake. Just think about how many industries and jobs have been obliterated or subsumed by the arrival of the digital computer, and it’s easy to see why we’re wary of transhumanist technologies that will change the very fabric of human civilization.The good news, though, is that humans are almost infinitely adaptable. While you or I might balk at the idea of a brain-computer interface that allows us to download our memories to a PC, and perhaps upload new memories a la The Matrix, our children — who can use smartphones at the age of 24 months, and communicate chiefly through digital means — will probably think nothing of it. For the children of tomorrow, living through a series of disruptive technologies that completely change their lives will be the norm. There might still be some resistance when I opt to have my head spliced onto a robotic exoskeleton, but within a generation children will be used to seeing Iron Seb saving people from car crashes and flying alongside airplanes.The fact of the matter is that transhumanism is just a modern term for an age-old phenomenon. We have been augmenting our humanity — our strength, our wisdom, our empathy — with tools since prehistory. We have always been spooked by technologies that seem unnatural or that cause us to act in inhuman ways — it’s simply human nature. That all changes with the children of today, however. To them, anything that isn’t computerized, digital, and touch-enabled seems unnatural. To them, the smartphone is already an extension of the brain; to them, mind uploading, bionic implants and augmentations, and powered exoskeletons will just be par for the course. To them, transhumanism will just seem like natural evolution — and anyone who doesn’t follow suit, just like those fuddy-duddies who still don’t have a smartphone, will seem thoroughly inhuman.
www.extremetech.com/extreme/152240-what-is-transhumanism-...
Humanity+ is an international nonprofit membership organization that advocates the ethical use of technology to expand human capacities. In other words, we want people to be better than well.Our Humanity+ conferences explore innovations of science and technology and their relationship to humanity. Recent conferences have been held at San Francisco State University, Polytechnic University in Hong Kong, Parsons The New School for Design in New York City, California Technology Institute, and Harvard University.
humanityplus.org/?gclid=Cj0KEQjwipi4BRD7t6zGl6m75IgBEiQAn...
Humanism is a philosophical and ethical stance that emphasizes the value and agency of human beings, individually and collectively, and generally prefers critical thinking and evidence (rationalism, empiricism) over acceptance of dogma or superstition. The meaning of the term humanism has fluctuated according to the successive intellectual movements which have identified with it.Generally, however, humanism refers to a perspective that affirms some notion of human freedom and progress. In modern times, humanist movements are typically aligned with secularism, and today humanism typically refers to a non-theistic life stance centred on human agency and looking to science rather than revelation from a supernatural source to understand the world.[
Human employees of Val LTD.. These workers are the backbone of the slaughter houses as they maintain the devices and they press the button. Slaughterhouses are a government funded way to "clean up" the overpopulation mess enveloping the States. The houses are typically racist and prey on lesser people as they slaughter racial minorities and lower income people particularly. The workers have the highest suicide rate among all other professions (1265.4 suicides per 10,000 people)
(These workers are Currently employed at Slaughterhouse-173)
See "Slaughterhouse-173" for story
Want some whiskey in your water?
Sugar in your tea?
What's all these crazy questions they're askin' me?
This is the craziest party that could ever be
Don't turn on the lights 'cause I don't wanna see...
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That'll be the day I stand in line for breakfast...
I’m thinking to myself, but not as mere thought. It’s more like I’m imagining my thoughts being written onto the paper, just like I’m doing now, except the pen and the paper are internal and they are usually aborted before they make it this far out into the external world (generally due to overpopulation). It’s a way for me to trick myself a little bit. A way to circumvent my ghosts. They are omnipotent, omnipresent, and they tell me things I cannot bear to tell myself. The problem is, the act of thinking in written words feels very insufficient. I’m editing and manipulating the words as they flow out of my consciousness, just as I am while writing them down. I try not to afford them too much attention as each sliver of thought glides one-by-one down the parallel pathways of the almighty cerebellum. The pen and paper that I create in my mind are still serving the same purpose as my ghosts - always there to guide me when I think a thought into existence. The feeling is the same, it’s just the representation of the feeling that changes. Maybe this is why I’ve always written so compulsively and so often. The watchful gaze of the watchers. The haunting of my unwritten thoughts. I’m always tricking myself into believing I am free when I spill all of this out into existence.
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I've been loving the discussions we've been having in both my ethics and history of psychology courses lately hinting at everything that's wrong with the ‘American Dream’.
To me, basically, the Dream subtly teaches children to look past the suffering of others while they pursue well-paying careers so that they can live more lavishly than their parents, purchase a house and two cars, and produce a nice, neat 2.5 kids who'll grow up to repeat the cycle, every generation becoming gradually more and more money-hungry and less and less empathetic. The ‘Dream’ places value solely upon inconsequential, meaningless, replaceable, intrinsically worthless things rather than on people or experiences.
If Westerners actually valued other people as much as we claim to value them, kids would be taught such an entirely different Dream--one that taught them the importance of giving unto others what one would wish would be given unto them if they were in the same situation. One that didn't teach boys to fear femininity but to embrace it, and taught girls that marriage is not synonymous with happiness, and one that emphasized the necessity of adoption and the dangers of overpopulation. Donating to charitable organizations or the homeless or to just anyone with less if one has more than they personally need wouldn't be considered a 'nice thing to do', but would be expected. That's a Dream for which I would unquestioningly give my right arm, left arm, all my limbs to see being taught universally in schools and being impressed upon every child from the moment they pop out the v.
Honestly, please just for a minute imagine how amazing the world could be. Let's make it happen.
Ayy, I dig you guys so much, happy Wednesday.
And as always please be kind, smart, critical consumers of information and active participants in your world. Let's turn a new Dream into a new reality yall.
This is such a "talkative" dog, met him yesterday at an event to raise funds to address Houston's animal overpopulation and homelessness issues in the East End.
Welcome to NEW HASHIMA (端島), an urban landscape born from the ashes of the once-thriving Hashima Island mining colony. In a world teetering on the edge of cybernetic revolution and rampant overpopulation, this neon-lit megalopolis emerges as a gritty testament to society’s desperate pursuit of innovative development.
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by @generaljj_builds
Huge thanks to Jordan for taking and editing these photos!
The Viking Age (793–1066 AD) was the period during the Middle Ages when Norsemen known as Vikings undertook large-scale raiding, colonizing, conquest, and trading throughout Europe, and reached North America.
It followed the Migration Period and the Germanic Iron Age.[7] The Viking Age applies not only to their homeland of Scandinavia, but to any place significantly settled by Scandinavians during the period.[3] The Scandinavians of the Viking Age are often referred to as Vikings as well as Norsemen, although few of them were Vikings in the technical sense.
Voyaging by sea from their homelands in Denmark, Norway and Sweden, the Norse people settled in the British Isles, Ireland, the Faroe Islands, Iceland, Greenland, Normandy, the Baltic coast, and along the Dnieper and Volga trade routes in eastern Europe, where they were also known as Varangians. They also briefly settled in Newfoundland, becoming the first Europeans to reach North America. The Norse-Gaels, Normans, Rus' people, Faroese and Icelanders emerged from these Norse colonies.
The Vikings founded several kingdoms and earldoms in Europe: the kingdom of the Isles (Suðreyjar), Orkney (Norðreyjar), York (Jórvík) and the Danelaw (Danalǫg), Dublin (Dyflin), Normandy, and Kievan Rus' (Garðaríki). The Norse homelands were also unified into larger kingdoms during the Viking Age, and the short-lived North Sea Empire included large swathes of Scandinavia and Britain.
Several things drove this expansion. The Vikings were drawn by the growth of wealthy towns and monasteries overseas, and weak kingdoms. They may also have been pushed to leave their homeland by overpopulation, lack of good farmland, and political strife arising from the unification of Norway. The aggressive expansion of the Carolingian Empire and forced conversion of the neighboring Saxons to Christianity may also have been a factor.
Sailing innovations had allowed the Vikings to sail further and longer to begin with.
Information about the Viking Age is drawn largely from primary sources written by those the Vikings encountered, as well as archaeology, supplemented with secondary sources such as the Icelandic Sagas.
Welcome to NEW HASHIMA (端島), an urban landscape born from the ashes of the once-thriving Hashima Island mining colony. In a world teetering on the edge of cybernetic revolution and rampant overpopulation, this neon-lit megalopolis emerges as a gritty testament to society’s desperate pursuit of innovative development.
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by @generaljj_builds
Huge thanks to Jordan for taking and editing these photos!
NEW HASHIMA(端島) - Sector 08 - Welcome to New Hashima
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Some photos from the most recent iteration of my New Hashima collaborative project. This time even bigger and with 11 total builders. I will have more photos and better edited photos once I’ve had the time to put things together! Enjoy!
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Welcome to NEW HASHIMA(端島) - Sector 08. Built on the remnants of the old Hashima Island mining colony after overpopulation forced consideration of innovative development options. Sector 08 is home to middle through upper-class citizens of NewHashima and holds many of the more beautiful structures found in the island mega-city.
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Crisp clean pure sky. Sorry to say one day this pristine desert may one day soon become another land tract for suburban homes even in a land where 100 plus degrees is the norm for six months, the reason, California overpopulation and sky high housing prices make this an affordable option if you can handle the heat. But the sky luckily is off limit for houses so far. Peace and blessings
Welcome to NEW HASHIMA (端島), an urban landscape born from the ashes of the once-thriving Hashima Island mining colony. In a world teetering on the edge of cybernetic revolution and rampant overpopulation, this neon-lit megalopolis emerges as a gritty testament to society’s desperate pursuit of innovative development.
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by @generaljj_builds
Huge thanks to Jordan for taking and editing these photos!
there is an overpopulation of deer where my parents live. on a hike around the woods with his dog, my dad found a deer skull and on a separate hike - some antlers. so of course i had to create a picture with them.
i was going to bring my actual wedding dress back with me for costume purposes, but it seems that the person who was storing it for me accidentally got rid of it. oops.
it is my husband's birthday. i am glad he was born.
Choisie plusieurs mois avant le déclenchement de la pandémie qui restera inévitablement liée à l’année 2020, cette image est la reproduction d’une photographie argentique prise 10 ans plus tôt dans le centre de Liège. L’arrière-plan montre quelques groupes de personnes, statiques ou en déplacement, dans une artère commerciale. Dans une composition caractéristique de sa démarche, l’artiste observe la scène depuis le trottoir opposé. Il tend à l’objectif deux morceaux de papier dont les messages calligraphiés soulignent les tensions et ambiguïtés entre isolement et surpopulation, entre nécessaire solitude et besoin d’appartenance à une société. Selon le point de vue, le spectateur découvre une sentence et puis l’autre, comme les deux faces d’une même pièce. Il est aussi invité à continuer à réfléchir à domicile à cet inextricable paradoxe en emportant un autocollant qui reproduit l’œuvre.
Chosen several months before the outbreak of the pandemic which will inevitably remain linked to the year 2020, this image is a reproduction of a film photograph taken 10 years earlier in the center of Liège. The background shows a few groups of people, stationary or on the move, in a commercial thoroughfare. In a composition characteristic of her approach, the artist observes the scene from the opposite sidewalk. He holds out two pieces of paper with calligraphy messages highlighting the tensions and ambiguities between isolation and overpopulation, between necessary solitude and the need to belong to a society. Depending on the point of view, the spectator discovers one sentence and then the other, like two sides of the same coin. He is also invited to continue to reflect at home on this inextricable paradox by taking a sticker that reproduces the work.
At the beginning of the 19th century, Tbilisi – first made capital of Eastern Georgia, or “Iberia”, in the 6th century – lay in ruins after the devastating Persian raid of 1795. The country sought the protection of the Russian State in 1801 and thus joined a booming Empire that was to change the face of the capital in a fundamental way. Tbilisi became heavily Europeanised in terms of its culture and way of life, yet without completely losing its Caucasian feel. The Tbilisi house is perhaps the most poignant witness to this period.
Georgian dwelling houses were mentioned as early as the first century BC by Vitruvius who commented on the characteristic lantern domes (darbazi). In Tbilisi pre-Russian elements survive in residential architecture only in the street pattern of the central areas. As the growth of the 19th century wore on, an increasing number of structures were put up in masonry, stylistically following a thoroughly European model and even adopting the form of multi-occupancy tenements by the end of the century. What remained of the Caucasian features was in particular the use of courtyards, balconies and external staircases which enabled a characteristically Georgian (and Armenian, given the large number of inhabitants of Tbilisi from that country at the time) way of life. This revolves around a greater degree of openness to the street and cross-communication between houses and families than would be possible or desirable in the harsh climates of European Russia.
Paradoxically, this “communality” was enhanced by Soviet housing policies, the infamous komunalki, which saw the breaking up of old dwelling units into a multitude of small-scale apartments with shared sanitary and cooking facilities. The challenge that this provided was met with a typically Caucasian sense of ingenuity and improvisation through the construction of additional staircases, bridges and balconies that ensured private access to the various parts of the old houses. Decades of neglect and overpopulation were followed by the turmoil of the post-Independence era in the 1990s which did not allow for a meaningful analysis of the situation, let alone a concerted restoration effort.
Nowadays Old Tbilisi is faced with a mixture of wilful demolition, pastiche-type restoration and, thankfully, still large swathes of mostly unspoilt urban fabric. In particular the balconies and external staircases display a wide range of architectural solutions, from the sophisticated delicate woodwork of the 19th and early 20th centuries to makeshift repairs and additions of the Soviet period. Together with its medieval church monuments and important representative structures of the last two centuries, Old Tbilisi presents itself as one of the most interesting cityscapes on the territory of the former USSR.
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Photography’s new conscience
Cavendish Mews is a smart set of flats in Mayfair where flapper and modern woman, the Honourable Lettice Chetwynd has set up home after coming of age and gaining her allowance. To supplement her already generous allowance, and to break away from dependence upon her family, Lettice has established herself as a society interior designer, so her flat is decorated with a mixture of elegant antique Georgian pieces and modern Art Deco furnishings, using it as a showroom for what she can offer to her well heeled clients.
Today however, we are south of the Thames in the London suburb of Battersea. It is Wednesday, and it is Edith’s half day off. Usually, she spends it with her best friend and fellow maid-of-all-work, Hilda, who lives just around the corner from Cavendish Mews in Hill Street, where she works for Lettice’s married friends, Margot and Dickie Channon. Edith and Hilda frequently spend Wednesday afternoons together, pleasurably buying haberdashery, window shopping or taking tea. Yet today Frank Leadbetter, Edith’s fiancée, who works as the delivery boy for Mr. Willison’s Grocer’s in Binney Street Mayfair, has managed to get the Wednesday afternoon off, and has asked Edith to join him at the same place where not so long ago, he proposed marriage to her. Frank had arranged a special surprise for Edith, and it is here in Clapham Junction where Frank has joined Edith after meeting her Clapham Junction Railway Station*. Frank lives not too far from busy Clapham Junction in a boarding house run by his grim landlady, Mrs. Chapman. Frank shares Mrs. Chapman’s boarding house with a number of other single young men, including one of his best chums, John Simpkin, who is the assistant to Mr. Bristol who runs a photography studio in Clapham Junction. John has recently finished his apprenticeship to Mr. Bristol, and is now a photographer in his own right, and thus allowed to run the studio on his own on some days. So it was that he and Frank hatched a plan together to surprise Edith with a portrait photography session of she and Frank, managed by John, during which Frank finally proposed to Edith, slipping a fine silver band bought from a jewellers along Lavender Hill** onto her ring finger as a sign of promise.
It is at Mr. Bristol’s photographic studio that we find Edith and Frank, in the waiting area in the shop front of the studio. They have come to collect the photographs taken on the day of the momentous occasion of Frank’s proposal, developed by John. Edith glances around her at the fusty studio, which is still decorated in the more formal and overstuffed Edwardian style that was fashionable before the war. The white venetian blinds and heavy moss green curtains with their round bobbles help to muffle the constant sound of passing shoppers and motorcar traffic from outside. The walls are papered with green hangings featuring bunches of flowers divided by garlands of ribbons. Framed portraits of imperious middle-class matrons, proud shopkeepers and their families hang around the walls in gold and silver frames: some oval, others square, many plain, but a few quite ornate. The room’s floor is dominated by a large glass fronted display cabinet full of formal portrait carte de visites*** and displays of Kodak Box Brownies**** on top of which stands a gleaming glass cash register. It is before the counter that Edith and Frank stand.
“I’d never have believed it, Frank.” Edith muses as she rolls on the balls of her feet inside her smart black leather low louis heeled shoes.
“Believed that you’d one day be Mrs. Frank Leadbetter?” Frank asks with a good-natured chuckle.
“Well, I did have my doubts about that for a little while too.” Edith admits, remembering her bolstered feelings of optimism after she visited Madame Fortuna, a “discreet clairvoyant”- really Mrs. Fenchurch, an old widow who lives in Strathray Gardens in Swiss Cottage***** - with whom she corresponded with via Box Z 1245, The Times, E.C.4. “But no, I meant, I’d never have believed that I’d have my portrait taken. Although,” she adds, pointing to a sepia photo of a rather dour looking young woman with her hair pinned into a chignon****** like Edith, wearing a dainty white lace collar. “I hope I don’t look as sad as her.
Frank peers at the portrait behind the counter she points to. “Oh no, Edith!” Frank scoffs. “That’s an old photo, taken by Mr, Bristol the owner, I’m sure. John says he’s a nice chap, and lovely and friendly, but he’s very Victorian. He wouldn’t have had you and I so relaxed and comfortable for our photos as John did.”
A smile teases up the corners of Edith’s lips as she remembers how Frank’s friend harnessed the young couple’s happiness and energy, encouraging them as they stood and sat in various poses to smile and feel at ease with one another, as though he weren’t even there taking their photograph. Whilst Edith couldn’t ignore that fact, she hopes that some of the happiness and delight that she felt that day after Frank’s sudden and unexpected proposal right before John took their first photograph shines through in the resulting images they are now waiting on.
“It was rather jolly fun, I have to say.” Edith admits with a coy smile. “Like I said, I never imagined I’d have a proper professional photograph taken of me when I’m still so young. Mum and Dad saved for ages to have our portrait as a family taken at the photographic studio in Harlesden. I imagined it would be just the same for us.”
“Never!” Frank beams, wrapping his arm familiarly around his fiancée, and pulling her closer to him. “You’re my best girl!”
“Your only girl, I should hope!” Edith retorts with a cheeky smile.
Ignoring her teasing, Frank goes on. “I want to be able to look back in years to come and remember the beautiful young girl I proposed to, before she became the beautiful bride I married.”
“Oh Frank!” Edith gasps. “You are sweet.”
Her blue eyes sparkle as she stares into Frank’s face. He lowers his face to hers and kisses her softly on the lips, the moment gentle and intimate for them both.
Breaking their romantic kiss, Frank goes on, “Besides, I want photographic proof of the best day of my life so far!”
Edith giggles girlishly, giddy with joy. “Well so do I, Frank. So let’s hope that at least some of the shots Mr. Simpkin took are ones we like.”
“Trust me Edith.” Frank replies, tapping his nose knowingly. “John learned so much under the apprenticeship of Mr. Bristol, and he has an eye for capturing the beauty and emotion in people.”
“How do you know, Frank?”
“Well, sometimes John brings home photographs he has developed here that he took either at the studio, or candid shots he took out on the street with his Box Brownie.” Frank sighs with admiration. “Those are his best. The old flower sellers******* at the top of Tottenham Court Road, young couples out for a picnic or a stroll on Hampstead Heath******** or Primrose Hill********* housewives traipsing the terrace house lined streets around here, Elsie the barmaid, pulling pints at The Windsor Castle**********, just down the road.” He shakes his head in awe. “Now those are photographs that capture the essence of people, much more than a studio like this ever could, but that’s because they are candid shots of people just going about their everyday lives.”
“They sound amazing, Frank, and beautiful.”
“John is ever so talented! One of the most moving photographs of his I have ever seen was of a n old woman in full mourning by a grave in Highgate Cemetery***********. There she was, in full Victorian mourning clothes, with a look on her face that I really can’t describe. Melancholic, wistful, pained – all those things and more.”
“And she let Mr. Simpkin take the photograph of her?”
“Well, I don’t think so, Edith. John likes to capture candid moments with his own photographs, rather than staged ones, and he’s very discreet, so I doubt she would have even have been aware of his presence nearby.”
Edith gasps. “That’s a bit brazen of him, Frank! Mourning is a deeply personal thing.” She shakes her head in disapproval. “I don’t think I’d much like someone taking my photograph when I visit my Grandpop’s************ grave at Paddington Cemetery*************.”
“Well, you might change your mind if you see John’s photo, Edith. It’s not ghoulish or macabre. It is simply an observation of human grief.”
“Well, there is plenty of evidence of human misery around us, Frank.” Edith retorts. “Just visit Stepney or Poplar, where Mrs. Boothby lives, and you’d see the poor families crowded into one room, living in filth and squalor, children with rickets************** and hungry eyes. Miss Lettice is decorating the house of the MP for Mrs. Boothby’s constituency***************. I like Mrs. Hatchett because she isn’t snooty, and toffee nosed**************** like some of Miss Lettice’s clients when I am forced to answer that infernal telephone contraption of hers and take messages for her. However, I don’t understand how she can spend goodness knows how much money on having Miss Lettice redecorate her new London home, when Mr. Hatchett is supposed to be taking care of some of the poorest people in London. That money could buy a great many boots for the poor.”
“I admire your spirit and interest in the poor working man, Edith.” Frank says proudly. “It seems some of my ideas are rubbing off on you.”
“Well for goodness sake, don’t tell Mum, or she’ll have me break off our engagement.”
“But,” Frank goes on. “Politics isn’t quite that simple, and I doubt very much whether all of the money Mr. Charlie Hatchett, self-proclaimed ‘man of the people’ earned through banking and finance, would fix the inequality in Stepney.”
“Well, it might help a bit if he donated some.” Edith replies defiantly, folding her arms akimbo.
“Perhaps.” Frank says with a gentle smile, his eye sparkling. “Anyway, my friends at the London Trades Council***************** say, that with workers being forced to do longer hours for less pay than they are entitled to, the politicians may have to sit up and take notice of the working man and his rights soon.”
“What are you talking about Frank?” Edith exclaims. Looking earnestly at her fiancée she goes on, “You aren’t going to get into any kind of trouble, are you?”
“Now you’re starting to sound like your mum, Edith.”
“Well, are you, Frank?”
“Of course not, Edith!” Frank assures her.
“Good!” Edith breathes a sigh of relief. “Because now that we are affianced, I should hate for anything to happen to you.”
“I promise, Edith,” Frank says, pulling her close to him again. “Nothing is going to happen to me. I won’t put myself in harm’s way, when I have you to come home to.”
“Oh Frank!”
There moment is broken by as Frank’s friend, John the photographer, walks in from the photography studio behind and into the shop front where Edith and Frank wait. “Frank, Miss Watsford,” he says, bowing towards Edith slightly . “I have your photographs here.” He pushes a buff coloured Kodak Film Wallet across the glass counter towards the young pair.
“I’ve just been hearing from my fiancée, what a fine photographer you are Mr. Simpkin.” Edith says.
“Well, I hope you will like your photographs, Miss Watsford,” John says. “And if Frank will allow me, I’d like to offer this set complimentary to you both as a form of engagement gift.”
“Oh, John!” Frank exclaims. “I say, that’s awfully generous of you!”
“Oh Mr. Simpkin!” Edith adds. “That’s far too generous.”
“Nonsense Miss Watsford.” John assures her. “Look around you! I work in a photography studio.”
“Won’t Mr. Bristol, the owner, mind?” Edith persists.
“He won’t miss a few sheets of photographic paper and some chemicals for processing that we will already use for other projects. He lats me process my own Box Brownie photographs without charge after all.”
“Well then, thank you, Mr. Simpkin.” Edith acquiesces. “That really is most generous of you.”
“I say Miss Watsford,” John goes on as Edith slips her hand into the wallet to retrieve the photographs.
“Yes, Mr. Simpkin?” Edith pauses and looks up at him with querying eyes.
“If I’m to be Frank’s best man, as he has asked me to be, I really think we can probably go on less formal terms. I’d appreciate you calling me John.”
“Well then, you Must call me Edith, Mr. Simp… err, I mean… John.” Edith laughs.
The couple return their attention to the photographs, admiring how much of their happiness the young photographer has caught of them, and their comfort with one another, in spite of the formality. Edith points to her face in one shot as she looks lovingly into Frank’s eyes. Frank indicates to another where the pair have their heads together and arms about one another in a loving embrace as they look at the camera.
“But I hope you’ll pardon me for saying this, Frank and Edith, but my favourite photograph I took of the two of you isn’t included.”
“Really Mr. err… John?” Edith queries.
“Why ever not, John? I’ve been telling Edith what a good eye you have, especially for candid photographs.”
“Well, it’s because it is so candid. I’m not sure you will like it.” John begins. “But, I have it here, and if you like it enough, you are welcome to it as well.”
The young man withdraws one final photograph from where it lay hidden behind the gleaming cash register. Edith and Frank look down upon the picture taken of them, just as Frank slipped the thin silver band onto Edith’s ring finger, with both of them looking at it like it were a newborn baby, a look of blissful happiness and extreme pleasure on both their faces.
“Oh John!” Edith exclaims, raising her hand to her mouth. “This is beautiful! I love it!” She considers the image a little longer. “In fact, I’d say that it’s my favourite photograph of all!”
“It’s mine too, John old chap!” Frank agrees. “I said I wanted photographic proof of the moment I asked you to marry me, didn’t I Edith?”
“You did, Frank.”
“And here it is,” Frank says with a sweeping gesture and a beaming smile. “The very shot I shall one day have pleasure showing our children and grandchildren as I tell them how I proposed to you in Mr. Bristol’s Photography Studio before my best man, who took the photograph as I did.”
*Clapham Junction is a major railway station near St John's Hill in south-west Battersea in the London Borough of Wandsworth. Despite its name, Clapham Junction is not in Clapham, a district one mile to the south-east. A major transport hub, Clapham Junction station is on both the South West Main Line and Brighton Main Line, as well as numerous other routes and branch lines which pass through or diverge from the main lines at this station. It serves as a southern terminus of both the Mildmay and Windrush lines of the London Overground.
**Lavender Hill is a bustling high street serving residents of Clapham Junction, Battersea and beyond. Until the mid Nineteenth Century, Battersea was predominantly a rural area with lavender and asparagus crops cultivated in local market gardens. Hence, it’s widely thought that Lavender Hill was named after Lavender Hall, built in the late Eighteenth Century, where lavender grew on the north side of the hill.
***The carte de visite (which translates from the French as 'visiting card') was a format of small photograph which was patented in Paris by photographer André Adolphe Eugène Disdéri in 1854, although first used by Louis Dodero in 1851.
****The Brownie (or Box Brownie) was invented by Frank A. Brownell for the Eastman Kodak Company. Named after the Brownie characters popularised by the Canadian writer Palmer Cox, the camera was initially aimed at children. More than 150,000 Brownie cameras were shipped in the first year of production, and cost a mere five shillings in the United Kingdom. An improved model, called No. 2 Brownie, came in 1901, which produced larger photos, and was also a huge success. Initially marketed to children, with Kodak using them to popularise photography, it achieved broader appeal as people realised that, although very simple in design and operation, the Brownie could produce very good results under the right conditions. One of their most famous users at the time was the then Princess of Wales, later Queen Alexandra, who was an avid amateur photographer and helped to make the Box Brownie even more popular with the British public from all walks of life. As they were ubiquitous, many iconic shots were taken on Brownies. Jesuit priest Father Frank Browne sailed aboard the RMS Titanic between Southampton and Queenstown, taking many photographs of the ship’s interiors, passengers and crew with his Box Brownie. On the 15th of April 1912, Bernice Palmer used a Kodak Brownie 2A, Model A to photograph the iceberg that sank RMS Titanic as well as survivors hauled aboard RMS Carpathia, the ship on which Palmer was travelling. They were also taken to war by soldiers but by World War I the more compact Vest Pocket Kodak Camera as well as Kodak's Autographic Camera were the most frequently used. Another group of people that became posthumously known for their huge photo archive is the Nicholas II of Russia family, especially its four daughters who all used Box Brownie cameras.
*****According to the Dictionary of London Place Names, the district of Swiss Cottage is named after an inn called The Swiss Tavern that was built in 1804 in the style of a Swiss chalet on the site of a former tollgate keeper's cottage, and later renamed Swiss Inn and in the early 20th century Swiss Cottage.
******A chignon is a classic, versatile hairstyle characterized by a low bun or knot of hair, typically worn at the nape of the neck, though it can also be a more general term for hair wrapped at the back of the head. The name "chignon" comes from the French phrase "chignon du cou," meaning "nape of the neck," where the hairstyle is traditionally positioned. This elegant and refined style has been around for centuries.
*******Women and children selling flowers at the top of Tottenham Court Road were a common sight in pre-Second World War London. Mostly women and children, they did it primarily to earn money due to extreme poverty, often selling small bunches of cut flowers or nosegays to passersby for small amounts like a few pennies or a farthing. These street flower sellers, many of whom were young, lived in isolation or worked to support their families. The term "flower girl" became a popular name for these sellers, though some night sellers developed a reputation for also working as prostitutes and were known as “night flower girls”.
********Hampstead Heath (locally known simply as the Heath) is a large, ancient London heath, covering 320 hectares (790 acres). This grassy public space sits astride a sandy ridge, one of the highest points in London, running from Hampstead to Highgate, which rests on a band of London Clay. The heath is rambling and hilly, embracing ponds, recent and ancient woodlands, a lido, playgrounds, and a training track, and it adjoins the former stately home of Kenwood House and its estate. The south-east part of the heath is Parliament Hill, from which the view over London is protected by law.
*********Like Regent's Park, the park area of Primrose Hill was once part of a great chase, appropriated by Henry VIII. Primrose Hill, with its clear rounded skyline, was purchased from Eton College in 1841 to extend the parkland available to the poor people of north London for open air recreation. At one time Primrose Hill was a place where duels were fought and prize-fights took place. The hill has always had a somewhat lively reputation, with Mother Shipton making threatening prophesies about what would happen if the city sprawl was allowed to encroach on its boundaries. At the top of the hill is one of the six protected viewpoints in London. The summit is almost sixty-three metres above sea level and the trees are kept low so as not to obscure the view. In winter, Hampstead can be seen to the north east. The summit features a York stone edging with a William Blake inscription, it reads: “I have conversed with the spiritual sun. I saw him on Primrose Hill.”
**********The Junction pub in Clapham Junction is a Green King-owned establishment that was formerly known as the Windsor Castle. It is a notable example of a "brewers' Tudor" pub built in the 1920s, with an interior of local historic interest. It has panelled walls and hefty, rustically treated timbers to the roof trusses - no doubt concealing very un-Tudor steel beams. Much use is made of imitation adzed tooling on the timbers to enhance the “ye olde world” effect. The pub recently closed for a refurbishment, which was completed in January 2024, resulting in a modernized space with updated furnishings and decor while retaining its classic 1920s pub feel.
***********Highgate Cemetery was established in 1839 as one of London's "Magnificent Seven" garden cemeteries to address overcrowding in churchyards. Highgate was built in response to a public health crisis caused by unsanitary churchyards in central London, a problem exacerbated by a rapidly growing population. The cemetery quickly became a popular and fashionable place for burials, reflecting the Victorian fascination with death and nature. Designed by Stephen Geary and landscape architect David Ramsay, it features a romantic, landscaped setting with winding paths, abundant trees, and impressive structures like the Egyptian Avenue, catacombs, and mausoleums. Elaborate monuments and tombs showcased the social status of wealthy families, creating what was known as a "Victorian Valhalla". Many famous and prominent Victorians are buried there.
************Whilst we tend to associate the term "grandpop" as being quite modern, it actually first appeared in the 1860s, with the earliest known usage recorded in 1860 by A. B. Street. It is an informal, compounded word, formed by combining the prefix "grand-" with "pop," a childish or familiar term for father.
*************Opened in 1855 to address the dire overpopulation of churchyards within London, which suffered from unsanitary conditions and scandalous practices, Paddington Cemetery (also known as Paddington Old Cemetery or Willesden Lane Cemetery), is a historic Victorian-era cemetery in Kilburn in North London. In 1855 Paddington Burial Board purchased 24 acres of rural land in Willesden. Cemetery designer Thomas Little created a horse-shoe tree-lined path layout. On each side of the entrance he built lodges and in the centre, two Gothic-style chapels, one Anglican and one Nonconformist. Its original formation was in a rural landscape which later became a green open space. There is a war memorial by the western entrance. There are over two hundred graves for casualties of World War I and World War II. The Goetze Memorial (c. 1911), erected by artist and philanthropist Sigismund Goetze in memory of his parents, and Michael Bond the British author best known for his Paddington Bear books is also appropriately buried there. By 1923 the cemetery was rapidly becoming filled, and the Metropolitan Borough of Paddington decided to acquire new land for a cemetery further out of London. This was opened as "Paddington New Cemetery" (now known as Mill Hill Cemetery) in 1936, leading to the site on Willesden Lane becoming known by its current name of "Paddington Old Cemetery". However in 1925, when this story is set, Paddington Old Cemetery was still the only cemetery with that name, thus Edith referring to it simply as “Paddington Cemetery”.
**************Rickets is a bone disease in children and teenagers that causes bones to become soft, weak, and deformed. It is primarily caused by a deficiency in vitamin D, which prevents the body from absorbing enough calcium and phosphate to form strong bones. Symptoms include bowed legs, muscle weakness, bone pain, delayed growth, and soft skull bones. Rickets is preventable with adequate vitamin D and calcium intake, plus some sun exposure, and can usually be treated with dietary supplements and lifestyle changes. These would not have been afforded to the poorest people of London’s East End back in the 1920s, although there were changes afoot to start to improve the living conditions of the poor.
***************The London constituency of Tower Hamlets includes such areas and historic towns as (roughly from west to east) Spitalfields, Whitechapel, Bethnal Green, Wapping, Shadwell, Mile End, Stepney, Limehouse, Old Ford, Bow, Bromley, Poplar, and the Isle of Dogs (with Millwall, the West India Docks, and Cubitt Town), making it a majority working class constituency in 1925 when this story is set. Tower Hamlets included some of the worst slums and societal issues of inequality and poverty in England at that time.
****************Toffee-nosed is a term used to people who are considered to be snobbish or pretentiously superior, going about with their noses stuck up in the air.
*****************The London Trades Council was an early labour organisation, uniting London's trade unionists. Its modern successor organisation is the Greater London Association of Trades (Union) Councils
This cluttered photography studio shop front, filled with photographic portraits, may look real to you, but it is not all it seems. It is in fact, made up entirely of pieces from my 1:12 miniatures collection.
Fun things to look for in this tableau include:
The photos seen on the counter in the foreground – the one of Edith and Frank, and the ones in frames are real photos, produced to high standards in 1:12 size on photographic paper, made by Little Things Dollhouse Miniatures in Lancashire. There are more examples of their photographs affixed to the wall in the background. The only exceptions are the round ones in black or gold frames, which come from Kathleen Knight’s Doll’s House Shop. The range or ornate square frames you can see in the background are almost all from Melody Jane’s Dollhouse Suppliers in the United Kingdom and are made of metal with glass in each.
The Art Deco picture frame in blue Bakelite on the right of the photo comes from Doreen Jeffries Small Wonders Miniatures store in the United Kingdom. The silver Art Nouveau frame containing the photo of the wedding party is a 1:12 artisan miniature made by Pat’s Miniatures in the United Kingdom. The frame is a very thin slice of steel that has been laser cut with the intricate Art Nouveau design.
The Kodak photograph wallets and advertising are 1:12 size miniatures made by the British miniature artisan Ken Blythe. Ken Blythe is known for his miniature books. Most of the books crated by him that I own may be opened to reveal authentic printed interiors. In some cases, you can even read the words, depending upon the size of the print! I have quite a large representation of Ken Blythe’s work in my collection. What might amaze you even more is that all Ken Blythe’s opening books are authentically replicated 1:12 scale miniatures of real volumes. Not only did Ken Blythe create books, he also created other 1:12 miniatures with paper and that includes photographs and photographic paraphernalia such as photograph wallets. To create something so authentic to the original in such detail and so clearly, really does make these miniature artisan pieces. Ken Blythe’s work is highly sought after by miniaturists around the world today and command high prices at auction for such tiny pieces, particularly now that he is no longer alive. I was fortunate enough to acquire pieces from Ken Blythe prior to his death about four years ago, as well as through his estate via his daughter and son-in-law. His legacy will live on with me and in my photography which I hope will please his daughter.
Edith’s handbag handmade from soft leather is part of a larger collection of hats and bags that I bought from an American miniature collector Marilyn Bickel. The black umbrella came from an online stockist of 1:12 miniatures on E-Bay.
The shiny metal cash register comes from Beautifully Handmade Miniatures in the United Kingdom.
The black umbrella came from an online stockist of 1:12 miniatures on E-Bay.
The wallpaper is late Victorian in design and was sourced and printed by me.
One of my local animal shelters has come under criticism recently. This is a very small shelter located in a very small town. Because of the pet overpopulation problem, this shelter is completely full. They post dogs and cats on social media to try to get them adopted, but it simply doesn't always work for this (or any) shelter.
Because this shelter is legally obligated to take in any surrendered animal, if their kennels are all full they have no choice but to euthanize an animal to make room. This is not something they want to do, but they don't have any other choice.
They recently posted a plea on social media for their most urgent dog - he'd been there the longest, so he was the one who was going to be euthanized if another dog came in. The post received a lot of attention on Facebook, including some negative - people posted criticizing the shelter & the workers, telling them not to kill the dog.
What they don't realize is that this shelter has NO choice. When their kennels are full, and another dog comes in that they HAVE TO take, there is nothing else they can do.
I thought I may be able to help, so I asked the shelter if they'd like for me to take some professional photos of their most urgent dog. I brought my camera to work with me the next day, and headed over there as soon as I was off. So, here is my proof that these are NOT bad people:
These shelter workers stayed after closing just so that I could photograph these dogs. They delayed closing up and going home just because there was a chance I could help get these dogs out of the shelter. Since they did this, I offered to photograph not only the one dog, but also their second-most urgent. It was so easy to see that these officers loved these dogs. They were so gentle and sweet with the dogs, giving them treats and affection the entire time they were out.
These are not bad people, this is not a bad shelter. They are good people with difficult jobs. If you want to make a difference, don't sit behind a keyboard and criticize - get out there and DO something. Adopt, foster, donate, volunteer. Take action and make a difference.
By the way...The two most urgent dogs were both Border Collie mixes. I sent the pictures to Border Collie Rescue, who took both the dogs - opening up not one, but two kennel spaces. Thanks to the compassion shown by everyone involved, those people who did more than sit there and criticize, two dogs are now safe & the shelter has more room available.
The Viking Age (793–1066 AD) was the period during the Middle Ages when Norsemen known as Vikings undertook large-scale raiding, colonizing, conquest, and trading throughout Europe, and reached North America.
It followed the Migration Period and the Germanic Iron Age.[7] The Viking Age applies not only to their homeland of Scandinavia, but to any place significantly settled by Scandinavians during the period.[3] The Scandinavians of the Viking Age are often referred to as Vikings as well as Norsemen, although few of them were Vikings in the technical sense.
Voyaging by sea from their homelands in Denmark, Norway and Sweden, the Norse people settled in the British Isles, Ireland, the Faroe Islands, Iceland, Greenland, Normandy, the Baltic coast, and along the Dnieper and Volga trade routes in eastern Europe, where they were also known as Varangians. They also briefly settled in Newfoundland, becoming the first Europeans to reach North America. The Norse-Gaels, Normans, Rus' people, Faroese and Icelanders emerged from these Norse colonies.
The Vikings founded several kingdoms and earldoms in Europe: the kingdom of the Isles (Suðreyjar), Orkney (Norðreyjar), York (Jórvík) and the Danelaw (Danalǫg), Dublin (Dyflin), Normandy, and Kievan Rus' (Garðaríki). The Norse homelands were also unified into larger kingdoms during the Viking Age, and the short-lived North Sea Empire included large swathes of Scandinavia and Britain.
Several things drove this expansion. The Vikings were drawn by the growth of wealthy towns and monasteries overseas, and weak kingdoms. They may also have been pushed to leave their homeland by overpopulation, lack of good farmland, and political strife arising from the unification of Norway. The aggressive expansion of the Carolingian Empire and forced conversion of the neighboring Saxons to Christianity may also have been a factor.
Sailing innovations had allowed the Vikings to sail further and longer to begin with.
Information about the Viking Age is drawn largely from primary sources written by those the Vikings encountered, as well as archaeology, supplemented with secondary sources such as the Icelandic Sagas.
Float.
Former woodyard being turned into a ghetto by some very greedy bastards. The 2012 Stratford Olympic Stadium and Arcelormittal Orbit Tower (that is losing over £100K per Month) are in the background. Politicians and councils are just full of it . . .
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So much photography romanticizes our world, erasing from scenes the conflict between country and urban, ugly and beautiful... Along our Fleurieu Peninsula the urban sprawl is gradually devouring the countryside... In this photo there's actually three zones under pressure. The hills, the Carrickaling Creek and its surrounds and crop farming in the foreground... Similar scenes are to be had all around our world and I am beginning to find travelling depressing. You can find many beautiful places and people but it's hard not to be upset by the destruction of habitat and lack of regard for the environment in so many places, amplified by overpopulation...
Part of the rapidly growing river population around East London.
A by-product of living on the river is the heaps of junk springing up on shared towpaths !.
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The first two ducklings on the Fish Pond in our local park.
A brood of ten ducklings was also seen in a local stream.
There were three ducklings here originally. Perhaps that crow did get one....
A salutary message from the RSPB re Overfeeding which regretfully is not followed at this pond.
A Chilly Morning in Bradgate Park -
Despite the freezing 0°C temperature this morning, I couldn’t resist heading out for a photo tour. The grey winter skies, often caused by increasingly frequent storms due to climate change, can be quite discouraging. However, the soft, glowing hues of the early morning sun always have a magical effect on nature, enhancing every frame we capture and bringing joy to photography enthusiasts like myself. Even the simple act of saying good morning feels different on a bright, sunny day.
Living near the historic Bradgate Park is truly a privilege. As I stepped into the park and took a short five-minute walk, I came across two fallow deer fawns (Dama dama) wandering alone, separated from their herd. Without my camouflage cover, I had to move carefully, stepping only on the damp, soft leaves to avoid making any noise. My 1.4x teleconverter wasn’t attached to my 500mm lens, and attempting to change it would have startled them.
As I observed, a group of jackdaws landed on one of the fawns, searching for ticks and other insects in its fur. It was a beautiful display of interspecies cooperation, and I was delighted to witness this moment of solidarity. Both seemed quite at ease, and the interaction lasted for about two minutes. The young fawn was busy with its morning meal and didn’t allow the jackdaws near its neck. Eventually, it leapt slightly, signaling that it had had enough, and the two little companions trotted back toward their family.
Although it wasn’t the exact shot I had envisioned, I plan to work on this subject in the coming weeks and hope to capture even better frames. One particularly striking moment was when a jackdaw perched near the tail of a fallow deer, beautifully framed against the golden bokeh created by the sunlight reflecting in the background.
During my four-hour tour, I also managed to photograph another fallow deer cautiously keeping an eye on me, maintaining a safe distance. And of course, no trip to Bradgate Park would be complete without capturing my favorite small bird—the European Robin (Erithacus rubecula)! I included three different poses of this charming little bird as well.
Now, I leave you with the nine images I uploaded to my Flickr account this afternoon. Thank you all for your comments, favorites, and support. Wishing you a great evening!
Fallow Deer Fawn (Dama dama)
The Fallow Deer (Dama dama) is one of the most recognizable and widespread deer species in the UK, known for its beautiful spotted coat. Its fawns are particularly charming and are a favorite subject for wildlife photographers.
Identification
Size: At birth, fawns weigh approximately 4-5 kg.
Coat:
Newborn fawns have a light brown coat with prominent white spots that provide camouflage in grassy or woodland areas.
As they mature, the spots may fade but are still visible in the summer coat of adults.
Eyes: Large, dark eyes that enhance their endearing appearance.
Behavior
Birth Season: Fawns are typically born between May and July.
Hiding: For the first few weeks, fawns remain hidden in tall grass or woodland undergrowth, relying on their spotted coat for camouflage. They remain motionless when predators or humans are nearby.
Dependence on Mother: Fawns nurse from their mothers and stay close to them for protection. By autumn, they begin grazing more independently but remain within the safety of the herd.
Habitat
Fallow deer are found in parks, open grasslands, and woodlands across the UK. Managed deer parks like Bradgate Park and Richmond Park are excellent places to observe them.
Diet
Fawns primarily rely on their mother’s milk during the first 8-10 weeks.
As they grow, they begin to graze on grasses, herbs, and leaves.
Conservation Status
Fallow deer are not native to the UK but were introduced by the Romans or Normans.
They are now naturalized and thrive in many areas, often managed in parks to prevent overpopulation.
Their conservation status is of "Least Concern."
Interesting Facts
Fawns are born with no scent, which helps them avoid detection by predators.
Their characteristic spots are most prominent during the first months of life.
Fallow deer are known for their seasonal coat changes, with darker coats in winter and lighter, spotted coats in summer.
Where to Spot Them in the UK
Bradgate Park, Richmond Park, and Knole Park are some of the best places to see Fallow Deer and their fawns in their natural habitat. Early morning or late afternoon is ideal for observing their activities.
I've captured some unforgettable moments with my camera, and I hope you feel the same joy viewing these images as I did while shooting them.
Thank you so much for visiting my gallery, whether you leave a comment, add it to your favorites, or simply take a moment to look around. Your support means a lot to me, and I wish you good luck and beautiful light in all your endeavors.
© All rights belong to R.Ertuğ. Please refrain from using these images without my express written permission. If you are interested in purchasing or using them, feel free to contact me via Flickr mail.
Lens - With Nikon TC 14E II - hand held or Monopod and definitely SPORT VR on. Aperture is f8 and full length. All my images have been converted from RAW to JPEG.
I started using Nikon Cross-Body Strap or Monopod on long walks. Here is my Carbon Monopod details : Gitzo GM2542 Series 2 4S Carbon Monopod - Really Right Stuff MH-01 Monopod Head with Standard Lever - Really Right Stuff LCF-11 Replacement Foot for Nikon AF-S 500mm /5.6E PF Lense -
Your comments and criticism are very valuable.
Thanks for taking the time to stop by and explore :)
The days are getting shorter and the nights are getting colder. There were a few more familiar faces tonight. Darwin, Mike, Old Man, and "newcomer" Squirrel were there with Tony and Vera.
This is when the "overpopulation" starts. More bodies means more body heat. More bodies you can trust means more people who have your back. But trust is hard to come by, even between friends. That's why the relationship between all of these people is important. I have known some of them for 8 years, and they have known each other longer. They trust me, but not as much as they trust each other.
A Soylent manufacturing facility located on planet Romulus in the Beta Quadrant.
At Soylent, we are always looking for ways to expand our product line. Soylent Green is the best selling product of its kind! Today we are proud to announce Soylent Red, Blue, Purple, and Yellow.
These products are made with the freshest ingredients and are available at all SoylaMart stores throughout the universe.
Taste the Rainbow!
Soylent Green
Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer May 9, 1973
"A nightmarish futuristic fantasy about the controlling power of big corporations."
In the movie "Soylent Green", the food shortage is so extreme a jar of strawberry jam is $150 and people weep at the sight of beef. Housing in New York City, where "Soylent Green" is set, is only affordable to the richest of the rich. The elite, they are called. Everyone else sleeps in their cars or on the street.
Bow down to your billionaire overlords.
The Viking Age (793–1066 AD) was the period during the Middle Ages when Norsemen known as Vikings undertook large-scale raiding, colonizing, conquest, and trading throughout Europe, and reached North America.
It followed the Migration Period and the Germanic Iron Age.[7] The Viking Age applies not only to their homeland of Scandinavia, but to any place significantly settled by Scandinavians during the period.[3] The Scandinavians of the Viking Age are often referred to as Vikings as well as Norsemen, although few of them were Vikings in the technical sense.
Voyaging by sea from their homelands in Denmark, Norway and Sweden, the Norse people settled in the British Isles, Ireland, the Faroe Islands, Iceland, Greenland, Normandy, the Baltic coast, and along the Dnieper and Volga trade routes in eastern Europe, where they were also known as Varangians. They also briefly settled in Newfoundland, becoming the first Europeans to reach North America. The Norse-Gaels, Normans, Rus' people, Faroese and Icelanders emerged from these Norse colonies.
The Vikings founded several kingdoms and earldoms in Europe: the kingdom of the Isles (Suðreyjar), Orkney (Norðreyjar), York (Jórvík) and the Danelaw (Danalǫg), Dublin (Dyflin), Normandy, and Kievan Rus' (Garðaríki). The Norse homelands were also unified into larger kingdoms during the Viking Age, and the short-lived North Sea Empire included large swathes of Scandinavia and Britain.
Several things drove this expansion. The Vikings were drawn by the growth of wealthy towns and monasteries overseas, and weak kingdoms. They may also have been pushed to leave their homeland by overpopulation, lack of good farmland, and political strife arising from the unification of Norway. The aggressive expansion of the Carolingian Empire and forced conversion of the neighboring Saxons to Christianity may also have been a factor.
Sailing innovations had allowed the Vikings to sail further and longer to begin with.
Information about the Viking Age is drawn largely from primary sources written by those the Vikings encountered, as well as archaeology, supplemented with secondary sources such as the Icelandic Sagas.
Maison Smith (Smith House), at Mont-Royal, was built in 1858 by a merchant who wished to escape the overpopulation of Montreal. It was one of 16 private properties on Mont Royal that were expropriated by the government in 1869 once land was officially designated for the park. Since then it has gone through several uses, including as the park keeper's residence, an art center, and a police station. Today the historic stone house serves as the headquarters of Les Amis de la Montagne (The Friends of the Mountain), with a small exhibition on the history of the park, a visitors centre, a café, and a gift shop.
Incidentally, my son Ben is employed by Les Amis de la Montagne collecting field data, working with GIS and educating visitors that don't respect the natural environment or the local rules on the many nature trails of Mont-Royal.
with over 1.4 billion people, India overtakes China to become the world's most populated country. Overpopulation is a major problem in India, as the country's population is growing at an unsustainable rate.
reasons for overpopulation:
1. falling mortality rate
2.underutilized contraception
3.lack of female education (those who are educated delay childbirth)
4.parents think it is a blessings from GOD to have children and 5.children are expected to take care of their elderly parents.
over 8 people in a CNG
near
Loha Puhls ( iron bridge)
in
Delhi
Photography’s new conscience
"A Misty Morning at Bradgate Park"
This morning, in my local Leicestershire area, dense fog greeted me as I set out for Bradgate Park. Despite my car showing 0°C, I didn’t let the chill deter me. Wildlife photography is always full of surprises, teaching us enthusiasts to stay prepared for the unexpected.
Yesterday, during my three-hour photography session at Bradgate Park, I experienced this once again. After parking, I spent some time with my little friend, a Robin, near the car park. Knowing its usual spot, I brought some feed to reward it for posing for me.
As I stepped through the park gates, my initial plan was to photograph a pair of European Stonechats. However, they proved elusive, and after an hour of waiting, they didn’t reappear. Undeterred, I continued along my walking route through the park's 850 acres.
Climbing towards the Bradgate House ruins, I hoped to stumble upon the Stonechats again. The fog slowly began to clear, but the thick grey clouds kept the environment dim.
Suddenly, an unexpected encounter took my breath away—a Eurasian Sparrowhawk appeared, flying swiftly towards me. With an agile move, it passed by and perched on the historic dry-stone wall about 60 meters away. Its sharp eyes scanned for prey, and I seized the opportunity. Quietly and carefully, I approached in two stages, taking shots with my Nikon 500mm f/5.6E PF lens paired with a TC 14E II Teleconverter.
As anticipated, the Sparrowhawk displayed its remarkable agility once again, swooping down from the wall toward its target and disappearing from sight.
At the end of the day, I uploaded 10 photos, including my surprise capture of the Eurasian Sparrowhawk. I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed capturing these moments. Have a wonderful day!
Fallow Deer Fawn (Dama dama)
The Fallow Deer (Dama dama) is one of the most recognizable and widespread deer species in the UK, known for its beautiful spotted coat. Its fawns are particularly charming and are a favorite subject for wildlife photographers.
Identification
Size: At birth, fawns weigh approximately 4-5 kg.
Coat:
Newborn fawns have a light brown coat with prominent white spots that provide camouflage in grassy or woodland areas.
As they mature, the spots may fade but are still visible in the summer coat of adults.
Eyes: Large, dark eyes that enhance their endearing appearance.
Behavior
Birth Season: Fawns are typically born between May and July.
Hiding: For the first few weeks, fawns remain hidden in tall grass or woodland undergrowth, relying on their spotted coat for camouflage. They remain motionless when predators or humans are nearby.
Dependence on Mother: Fawns nurse from their mothers and stay close to them for protection. By autumn, they begin grazing more independently but remain within the safety of the herd.
Habitat
Fallow deer are found in parks, open grasslands, and woodlands across the UK. Managed deer parks like Bradgate Park and Richmond Park are excellent places to observe them.
Diet
Fawns primarily rely on their mother’s milk during the first 8-10 weeks.
As they grow, they begin to graze on grasses, herbs, and leaves.
Conservation Status
Fallow deer are not native to the UK but were introduced by the Romans or Normans.
They are now naturalized and thrive in many areas, often managed in parks to prevent overpopulation.
Their conservation status is of "Least Concern."
Interesting Facts
Fawns are born with no scent, which helps them avoid detection by predators.
Their characteristic spots are most prominent during the first months of life.
Fallow deer are known for their seasonal coat changes, with darker coats in winter and lighter, spotted coats in summer.
Where to Spot Them in the UK
Bradgate Park, Richmond Park, and Knole Park are some of the best places to see Fallow Deer and their fawns in their natural habitat. Early morning or late afternoon is ideal for observing their activities.
I've captured some unforgettable moments with my camera, and I hope you feel the same joy viewing these images as I did while shooting them.
Thank you so much for visiting my gallery, whether you leave a comment, add it to your favorites, or simply take a moment to look around. Your support means a lot to me, and I wish you good luck and beautiful light in all your endeavors.
© All rights belong to R.Ertuğ. Please refrain from using these images without my express written permission. If you are interested in purchasing or using them, feel free to contact me via Flickr mail.
Lens - With Nikon TC 14E II - hand held or Monopod and definitely SPORT VR on. Aperture is f8 and full length. All my images have been converted from RAW to JPEG.
I started using Nikon Cross-Body Strap or Monopod on long walks. Here is my Carbon Monopod details : Gitzo GM2542 Series 2 4S Carbon Monopod - Really Right Stuff MH-01 Monopod Head with Standard Lever - Really Right Stuff LCF-11 Replacement Foot for Nikon AF-S 500mm /5.6E PF Lense -
Your comments and criticism are very valuable.
Thanks for taking the time to stop by and explore :)
"A Misty Morning at Bradgate Park"
This morning, in my local Leicestershire area, dense fog greeted me as I set out for Bradgate Park. Despite my car showing 0°C, I didn’t let the chill deter me. Wildlife photography is always full of surprises, teaching us enthusiasts to stay prepared for the unexpected.
Yesterday, during my three-hour photography session at Bradgate Park, I experienced this once again. After parking, I spent some time with my little friend, a Robin, near the car park. Knowing its usual spot, I brought some feed to reward it for posing for me.
As I stepped through the park gates, my initial plan was to photograph a pair of European Stonechats. However, they proved elusive, and after an hour of waiting, they didn’t reappear. Undeterred, I continued along my walking route through the park's 850 acres.
Climbing towards the Bradgate House ruins, I hoped to stumble upon the Stonechats again. The fog slowly began to clear, but the thick grey clouds kept the environment dim.
Suddenly, an unexpected encounter took my breath away—a Eurasian Sparrowhawk appeared, flying swiftly towards me. With an agile move, it passed by and perched on the historic dry-stone wall about 60 meters away. Its sharp eyes scanned for prey, and I seized the opportunity. Quietly and carefully, I approached in two stages, taking shots with my Nikon 500mm f/5.6E PF lens paired with a TC 14E II Teleconverter.
As anticipated, the Sparrowhawk displayed its remarkable agility once again, swooping down from the wall toward its target and disappearing from sight.
At the end of the day, I uploaded 10 photos, including my surprise capture of the Eurasian Sparrowhawk. I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed capturing these moments. Have a wonderful day!
Fallow Deer Fawn (Dama dama)
The Fallow Deer (Dama dama) is one of the most recognizable and widespread deer species in the UK, known for its beautiful spotted coat. Its fawns are particularly charming and are a favorite subject for wildlife photographers.
Identification
Size: At birth, fawns weigh approximately 4-5 kg.
Coat:
Newborn fawns have a light brown coat with prominent white spots that provide camouflage in grassy or woodland areas.
As they mature, the spots may fade but are still visible in the summer coat of adults.
Eyes: Large, dark eyes that enhance their endearing appearance.
Behavior
Birth Season: Fawns are typically born between May and July.
Hiding: For the first few weeks, fawns remain hidden in tall grass or woodland undergrowth, relying on their spotted coat for camouflage. They remain motionless when predators or humans are nearby.
Dependence on Mother: Fawns nurse from their mothers and stay close to them for protection. By autumn, they begin grazing more independently but remain within the safety of the herd.
Habitat
Fallow deer are found in parks, open grasslands, and woodlands across the UK. Managed deer parks like Bradgate Park and Richmond Park are excellent places to observe them.
Diet
Fawns primarily rely on their mother’s milk during the first 8-10 weeks.
As they grow, they begin to graze on grasses, herbs, and leaves.
Conservation Status
Fallow deer are not native to the UK but were introduced by the Romans or Normans.
They are now naturalized and thrive in many areas, often managed in parks to prevent overpopulation.
Their conservation status is of "Least Concern."
Interesting Facts
Fawns are born with no scent, which helps them avoid detection by predators.
Their characteristic spots are most prominent during the first months of life.
Fallow deer are known for their seasonal coat changes, with darker coats in winter and lighter, spotted coats in summer.
Where to Spot Them in the UK
Bradgate Park, Richmond Park, and Knole Park are some of the best places to see Fallow Deer and their fawns in their natural habitat. Early morning or late afternoon is ideal for observing their activities.
I've captured some unforgettable moments with my camera, and I hope you feel the same joy viewing these images as I did while shooting them.
Thank you so much for visiting my gallery, whether you leave a comment, add it to your favorites, or simply take a moment to look around. Your support means a lot to me, and I wish you good luck and beautiful light in all your endeavors.
© All rights belong to R.Ertuğ. Please refrain from using these images without my express written permission. If you are interested in purchasing or using them, feel free to contact me via Flickr mail.
Lens - With Nikon TC 14E II - hand held or Monopod and definitely SPORT VR on. Aperture is f8 and full length. All my images have been converted from RAW to JPEG.
I started using Nikon Cross-Body Strap or Monopod on long walks. Here is my Carbon Monopod details : Gitzo GM2542 Series 2 4S Carbon Monopod - Really Right Stuff MH-01 Monopod Head with Standard Lever - Really Right Stuff LCF-11 Replacement Foot for Nikon AF-S 500mm /5.6E PF Lense -
Your comments and criticism are very valuable.
Thanks for taking the time to stop by and explore :)
The Viking Age (793–1066 AD) was the period during the Middle Ages when Norsemen known as Vikings undertook large-scale raiding, colonizing, conquest, and trading throughout Europe, and reached North America.
It followed the Migration Period and the Germanic Iron Age.[7] The Viking Age applies not only to their homeland of Scandinavia, but to any place significantly settled by Scandinavians during the period.[3] The Scandinavians of the Viking Age are often referred to as Vikings as well as Norsemen, although few of them were Vikings in the technical sense.
Voyaging by sea from their homelands in Denmark, Norway and Sweden, the Norse people settled in the British Isles, Ireland, the Faroe Islands, Iceland, Greenland, Normandy, the Baltic coast, and along the Dnieper and Volga trade routes in eastern Europe, where they were also known as Varangians. They also briefly settled in Newfoundland, becoming the first Europeans to reach North America. The Norse-Gaels, Normans, Rus' people, Faroese and Icelanders emerged from these Norse colonies.
The Vikings founded several kingdoms and earldoms in Europe: the kingdom of the Isles (Suðreyjar), Orkney (Norðreyjar), York (Jórvík) and the Danelaw (Danalǫg), Dublin (Dyflin), Normandy, and Kievan Rus' (Garðaríki). The Norse homelands were also unified into larger kingdoms during the Viking Age, and the short-lived North Sea Empire included large swathes of Scandinavia and Britain.
Several things drove this expansion. The Vikings were drawn by the growth of wealthy towns and monasteries overseas, and weak kingdoms. They may also have been pushed to leave their homeland by overpopulation, lack of good farmland, and political strife arising from the unification of Norway. The aggressive expansion of the Carolingian Empire and forced conversion of the neighboring Saxons to Christianity may also have been a factor.
Sailing innovations had allowed the Vikings to sail further and longer to begin with.
Information about the Viking Age is drawn largely from primary sources written by those the Vikings encountered, as well as archaeology, supplemented with secondary sources such as the Icelandic Sagas.
NEW HASHIMA(端島) - Sector 08 - Welcome to New Hashima
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Some photos from the most recent iteration of my New Hashima collaborative project. This time even bigger and with 11 total builders. I will have more photos and better edited photos once I’ve had the time to put things together! Enjoy!
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Welcome to NEW HASHIMA(端島) - Sector 08. Built on the remnants of the old Hashima Island mining colony after overpopulation forced consideration of innovative development options. Sector 08 is home to middle through upper-class citizens of NewHashima and holds many of the more beautiful structures found in the island mega-city.
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#lights #led #ledlights #rgb #ledlighting #raspberrypi #arduino #electronics #technology #iot #diyelectronics #maker #lego #legophotography #legominifigures #afol #legomoc #legophoto #minifigures #legos #toyphotography #ninjago #legocity #toys #moc #legoart #graphicdesign #cyberpunk #tokyo #japan
"Legend has it that the “Banker” horses of Ocracoke were left here by shipwrecked explorers in the 16th or 17th century. European ships commonly carried livestock to the New World, and if a ship ran aground near the coast, animals were thrown overboard to lighten the load, so the ship could be re-floated. The livestock were often left behind when the ship again set sail.
Horses, often referred to as Ocracoke ponies, have been documented on Ocracoke Island since the first European settlers came to stay in the 1730s. They've played a major role in the island’s history, serving residents as beasts of burden at work and play, in beach rides and races.
In the late 1950s, Ocracoke Boy Scouts cared for the horses and had the only mounted troop in the nation. By law, the free-roaming animals were penned in 1959 to prevent over-grazing and to safeguard them from traffic after the highway was built in 1957. The remaining herd has been cared for by the National Park Service since the early 1960s." (nps.gov)
"The Banker horse is a breed of semi-feral or feral horse (Equus ferus caballus) living on barrier islands in North Carolina's Outer Banks. It is small, hardy, and has a docile temperament, and is genetically related to the Carolina Marsh Tacky of South Carolina and Florida Cracker Horse breeds through their shared Colonial Spanish horse and Iberian horse descent. The current population of wild Banker horses is estimated to be about 400.
Bankers are allowed to remain on the islands due to their historical significance even though they can trample plants and ground-nesting animals and are not considered to be indigenous. They survive by grazing on marsh grasses, which supply them with water as well as food, supplemented by temporary freshwater pools.
To prevent overpopulation and inbreeding, and to protect their habitat from being overgrazed, the horses are managed by the National Park Service, the state of North Carolina, and several private organizations. The horses are monitored for diseases, such as equine infectious anemia, an outbreak of which was discovered and subsequently eliminated on Shackleford in 1996. They are safeguarded from traffic on North Carolina Highway 12. Island populations are limited by adoptions and by birth control. Bankers taken from the wild and trained have been used for trail riding, driving, and occasionally for mounted patrols.
In June 2010, the Banker horse ("Colonial Spanish Mustang") was made the official state horse of North Carolina." (Wikipedia)
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China, Yangtze river, coal-burning power plant
Published in The True Cost of Coal Ash in China
DEC 21, 2016 :: "Smog refugees flee Chinese cities"
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APR 2005 From the Aeon of Regional Conflicts and World Wars,
to the Epoch of Clashing Civilizations & Global Uniculturalism.
[-] Notes from bilwander's suspended Facebook, now >here [-]
In the times of Globalization & the "progressive" illusion of Multicultural "Coexistence" ( i.e. devastative global uniculturalism ), Clashing Civilizations, Proxy Wars, Blind Terrorism, Uncontrolled Breeding and Consumerism, are ending this World, while ... Comics of ... Iconomics make the most epic failure ever of Democracy in the, so to say, developed societies.
Virtual Economies (thus Iconomies) generating elitist wealth out of deregulated money supply, leveraged credit expansion, permanently rolling-over and exponentially rising debt , impossible to be paid-off in any visible future, along with unsustainable consumption and "growth", and, in the end, extreme global socio-economic, geopolitical, environmental and even health crises.
Crises of Massive Poverty, Misery and Migration, on a planet already crowded, littered, polluted and exploited to its limits; a planet where the wealthy suffer from diseases of affluence & longevity, and contaminated food, while the poor die early from malnutrition and lack of basic hygiene and medical care.
World Population and Inequality (Wealth Distribution Gap) grow faster than the Gross World Product (GWP) while Natural Resources are Draining Out, and Long-term Structural Unemployment & Poverty will deterministically continue to rise for at least this whole century as far as Governments and Peoples continue to ignore and defy the most crucial macroeconomic parameter (i.e. World Demographic Trend) and the factors (Population Size & Quality) that define the Welfare Equation. In simple words : :
The More People On Earth The Much Worse Their Life Gets
The Mother of All Evil and Misery
In The Epoch of the Infinite Evolution of Artificial Intelligence, and Robotics and Eugenics, the forecasts for World Poverty are gravely pessimistic as far as the vast majority of people continue to over-exercise Outdated Reproductive Rights, without basic knowledge, responsibility and resources, or, even worse, with criminal and/or genetically detrimental records, factually instigating and perpetrating the most massive, continuous and silent Genocidal Crime of human history alongside an Overpopulation of self-condemned people ...
A more than obvious global crime, yet ignored and absent from any agenda, a taboo not even to be quoted within a defiant World Society and an idle Academic Community; the Mother of All Evil and Misery, a ticking time-bomb of total destruction whereas populist regimes and the hypocrisy of political correctness dominate and govern the populace ...
Family Planning, Genetic Engineering and, nowadays, Sexual Transgenderism (and eventually Androidification ) though yet far from consisting mainstream social procedures, and even with law deficits, are increasingly practiced altering already the traditional patterns of human reproduction and social institutions, thus defining the rise of a new epoch within the Anthropocene.
Qualitatively Controlled Human Reproduction by individual choice, assisted by Sperm & Ova Banks via Modified DNA and combination of superior genetic "materials" along with Artificial Intelligence, will eventually lead to intellectual and physical abilities, unprecedentedly superior to those of Homo Sapiens and its contemporary Universalis, so defining the species of the Androidified Human; a Homo Superius of “his/her/its” kind; the product of the Contemporary Dark Ages where Obsolete Reproductive Rights encroach and override Basic Human Rights, transforming the decadent democracies into de facto regimes of Extreme Populism, Anarchy, Illegalism, Oligarchy & Tyranny ....
In the future, most likely, even fewer countries and smaller populations than today will be able to obtain & maintain high standards of living, provided that they manage to sustain robust, technologically advanced and fiscally+monetarily disciplined economies, secured energy self-sufficiency/accessibility, demographic sustainability along with social security and geopolitical stability with effective control & regulation of the migration influx and its intensifying impact and destabilizing potential on the function of the, so to say, 'developed' economies and societies, and presuming that a global catastrophe like a nuclear war or a galactic "accident" would not eventually occur on planet Earth ....
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It's the People, stupid ! (15 APR 2016)
As usual, Soros just speaks out about preserving the Bubble of World Economy for as long as possible...
Who does actually care or can make a difference about next generations, peoples, people, proxy wars, clashing civilizations, migrants or refugees ? ... simply no one
The Bubble, like any bubble, has an undated, but deterministically approaching Burst Out Day .... and the World is already bankrupt in effect and long before the evolving Economic Meltdown, just because of its unregulated and unsustainable population size .....
It's the (Too Many & Stupid) People, Stupid !
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The invisible homeless.
Sound bites from the government deliver a resounding zero on the streets.
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With The Choke rendering Earth’s atmosphere unbreathable to most living beings, humanity had no choice but to create their own self-contained living spaces. At first, ‘Outposts’ were nothing more than hastily constructed habitation complexes to house the newly displaced environmental refugees. They provided the bare minimum to ensure a human population could be sustained for an extended period of time; whether it be food, sleeping quarters, or personal hygiene.
As the full gravity of the Choke set in, many came to the unsettling realization that the outposts would be a long-term arrangement for all of mankind. Being restricted to such tight dwellings, overpopulation and resource availability became a serious concern for many. Procedures were quickly put into place to avoid this; namely the adoption of one-child policies for future families, as well as strict food rationing programs. Cramped living quarters were inevitable; bunkhouses, cafeterias, and communal washrooms quickly become a societal norm.
After the first few generations, humanity came to terms with its changed environment and has since attempted to adapt to the new world. With the advent of Proxies and the rapid popularization of remote-presence workers, mankind theoretically became unrestricted in its approach to urban planning. Enclosed cities and megastructures, controlled-environment farming, seasteading, underwater habitats, arctic outposts, and even fledgling space colonization efforts.
Still, majority of mankind remain within the originally established outposts; regularly expanding upon their designs, constructing additional modules, and generally carrying on with life as usual.
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Almost two months I was working on this! Fffffffffffu-
I was originally thinking with the last instalment "Oh sweet, I got that huge scene out of the way, Now I get to move forward to the one I've really been looking forward to." Only for me to then realize I have a couple of lore instalments paired with this chapter, and they also needed to be included. So yeah...
The last four parts were simple, and I went into it knowing that. I pumped them all out within November. The first scene at the top, on the other hand, I knew for a fact was going to be a pain in the ass. I felt I was procrastinating on it more than I should have. Couple that with my irl work schedule getting more and more busy. I'd get home late in the evening, and just be so mentally drained I didn't feel like working on building.
But yeah, I probably put way too much thought and effort into each individual scene, along with a little too much editing. The way I have them all put together its probably hard to distinguish all the minor details, so please zoom in
NOW I can finally move on with the main story! (at least for the next two parts...)
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We happened to see this young Stoat feeding on a road kill in front of our eyes and it did not move as we parked up and move closer to it to take some photographs. It was the second time I had seen a Stoat in the wild. The first one just ran across the road but this one allowed itself to be photographed and videoed as it ate. Stoats can be quite bold and fearless and will hunt mammals to the size of Hares.
The stoat or ermine (Mustela erminea) is a small mammal of the family Mustelidae. It is also known as a Shorttail (or Short-tailed) Weasel and less frequently as an ermelin. Sometimes "ermine" refers to the animal only when it has white fur, while "stoat" only refers to when it has brown fur.
The stoat or ermine can be found almost everywhere throughout the northern temperate, subarctic and Arctic regions, of Europe, Asia, and North America. In an unsuccessful attempt to control the rabbit population, it was introduced into New Zealand. The animals are largely nocturnal or crepuscular but will sometimes come out during the day.
The ermine is a member of the family Mustelidae, one of the most species-rich families in order Carnivora. Mustelidæ also includes other weasels, mink, otters, ferret, badgers, polecats, the wolverine, martens, the tayra, the fisher and in some taxonomical classifications skunks.
The ermine moves in a sinuous manner when pursuing its prey. It is extremely quick over the ground considering its small size, and is also a strong swimmer that is able to colonize offshore islands. Although it inhabits northern latitudes, the ermine is built long and thin, leading to an increased surface area-to-volume ratio and increased dissipation of heat from its body. The advantage of this shape is that it is one of the few species able to follow burrowing animals into their own homes. It partly compensates for this shape by having short legs, small ears, a fast metabolism and, in winter, thick fur. Ermines may grow up to 30 cm long, with males much larger than the females. In most areas it coexists with the weasel (Mustela nivalis, also known as the Least Weasel), the smallest member of order Carnivora. Where the weasel is absent the ermine is smaller (~70 g).
The ermine's coat is a rich medium brown with an off-white belly. In winter, the coat is thicker and in regions that experience an inch or more of snow for at least forty days of the year (such as in Armenia[2]), the color changes to clean white. This white fur is known as "ermine", a term originating either from the Latin phrase "Armenius mūs" ("Armenian rat")[3] or from a word common to the Germanic and Baltic languages,[4] hence the scientific name. At this stage, where the animal is known as a "stoat", it may be referred to as ermine, or as being "in ermine". The winter ermine has been used in art as a symbol of purity or virginity. The white fur was highly prized, and used in the robes of the Lord Chief Justice of England. The furs would be sewn together making a pattern of black dots. A version of this pattern is used in heraldry as ermine tincture. Both the animal and the heraldic tincture are symbols of Brittany.
In all seasons the ermine has a black tip to its tail. The black tip probably serves as a decoy to predators, which would include almost any carnivore large enough to eat an ermine (e.g. wolves, foxes, wolverines, and some birds of prey). This kind of coat is very similar to the coat of the long-tailed weasel (Mustela frenata), a related animal of about the same size which also moults into white in the northern part of its range, and it is easy to confuse these kinds of weasels. The alternative North American name for the ermine, the "Short-tailed weasel" arose because its tail length distinguishes it from the long-tailed weasel. In general it is found farther north. Both species can be distinguished from the weasel because the weasel lacks a black tip on its tail.
The ermine is native to the area between the 40th parallel (north) and the beginning of the Arctic Circle, which encompasses most of northern Eurasia and North America.
Stoats have been introduced to New Zealand and Australia to control a rabbit overpopulation but found an alternative source of food easier to catch thus leaving the rabbit problem unsolved. They were also brought to Terschelling Island to control water voles (Arvicola terrestris). Ermines can swim up to 1.5 kilometres (0.93 mi) across seawater and have already reached several New Zealand offshore islands unaided. Programmes are currently underway to eradicate stoats from many islands in the Fiordland region of New Zealand by the Department of Conservation.
The ermine is a carnivore. It eats insects, small mammals, birds and their eggs and young. It also eats small reptiles and fish. It is a very skillful tree climber and can descend a trunk headfirst, like a squirrel. The ermine is capable of killing animals much larger than itself. When it is able to obtain more meat than it can eat it will engage in "surplus killing" and often stores the extra food for later. When this is the case, it will often kill by breaking the prey's neck without marking the body, presumably so its cache does not spoil easily.
There are several recorded instances of ermines 'transfixing' rabbits by exhibiting a tumbling routine akin to a dance. Rabbits appear hypnotised by this activity and fail to notice the ermine approach within striking distance. Once close enough, the rabbit falls easy prey to the ermine.
Like other mustelids it typically dispatches its prey by biting into the base of the skull to get at the centers of the brain responsible for such important biological functions as breathing. Sometimes it will also make preliminary bites to other areas of the body. In most areas in which ermines and least weasels co-exist, the weasel generally takes smaller prey and the ermine slightly larger prey. The larger male ermines generally take larger prey than females. Commonly, the ermine falls prey to animals such as the wolf, fox, coyote, domestic cat or badger.
The ermine is territorial and intolerant of others in its range, especially others of the same sex. Within its range, it typically uses several dens, often taken from prey species. It usually travels alone, except when it is mating or is a mother with older offspring. It breeds once a year, producing several young kits (or kittens) per litter, and its mating system is promiscuous. Copulation occurs during the mating season with multiple partners and is often forced by the male, who does not help raise the offspring. Sometimes it occurs when the female is so young she has not even left the den. In spite of being such a small animal, the ermine's gestation is among the longest reported for mammals (11 months) because of the adaptation of delayed implantation, or embryonic diapause, in which a fertilized egg is not implanted in the uterus until months later. The animal's "real" gestation is much shorter. This is presumably an adaptation to the highly seasonal environment in which the ermine lives.
Communication (and also location of prey) occurs largely by scent, since the ermine as typical of mammals has a sensitive olfactory system. As a result much of this communication is missed by human observers. However, ermines are believed to identify females in estrus by scent, and also the sex, health and age of prey. Some kinds of rodents such as voles have counter-adapted by being able to shut down reproduction (which makes females slower and easier to catch) if they smell the odor of mustelids. The ermine's visual resolution is lower than that of humans and color vision is poor, although night vision is superior. Like most other non-primate mammals they have dichromatic colour vision (they can distinguish long from short wavelengths of light, but cannot make distinctions of hue within those bands). Tactile information is conferred by the vibrissae, or whiskers. When alarmed, an ermine can release a powerful musky smell from glands near its anus.
Subspecies
Stuffed stoat in Bristol City Museum, Bristol, England. The stoat is distinguished from the Least weasel by its larger size and black tip to the tail.
•Mustela erminea
oYellow-necked ermine Mustela erminea ? Range: Northern Shaanxi, China
oMustela erminea alascensis
oMustela erminea algiricus
oMustela erminea anguinae
oMustela erminea angustidens
oMustela erminea arctica
oMustela erminea audax
oMustela erminea bangsi
oMustela erminea celenda
oMustela erminea fallenda
oMustela erminea ferghanae
oMustela erminea gulosa
oErmine haidarum Mustela erminea haidarum Range: Queen Charlotte Islands, Canada
oMustela erminea herminea
oMustela erminea hibernica (Thomas and Barrett-Hamilton) Range: Ireland, Isle of Man
oMustela erminea imperii
oMustela erminea initis
oMustela erminea invicta
oMustela erminea kadiacensis
oMustela erminea kanei
oMustela erminea labiata
oMustela erminea leptus
oMustela erminea lymani
oMustela erminea microtis
oMustela erminea mortigena
oErmine weasel Mustela erminea muricus
oHondo stoat Mustela erminea nippon Range: Central and northern Honshū, Japan[5][6]
oOlympic ermine Mustela erminea olympica Range: Olympic Peninsula, Washington
oEzo Stoat Mustela erminea orientalis Range: Hokkaidō, Japan; Japanese: ezo-itachi "Ezo weasel", okojo "stoat/weasel", shiro-ten "white marten"
oMustela erminea polaris
oMustela erminea pusilla
oMustela erminea richardsonii
oMustela erminea rixosa
oMustela erminea salva
oMustela erminea seclusa
oMustela erminea semplei
oMustela erminea streatori
oMustela erminea vulgaris
oMustela erminea whiteheadi
The skins of ermines are prized by the fur trade, especially in winter coat, and used to trim coats and stoles. The fur from the winter coat is referred to as ermine. There is also a design, also called ermine, which is inspired by the winter coat of the stoat but which is painted onto other furs, such as rabbit.[7] In Europe these furs are a symbol of royalty; the ceremonial robes of members of the UK House of Lords are trimmed with ermine.[7] The ermine is also considered a symbol of purity in Europe. In the Renaissance era, legend had it that an ermine would die before allowing its pure white coat to be besmirched. When it was being chased by hunters, it would supposedly turn around and give itself up to the hunters rather than risk soiling itself. Henry Peacham's Emblem 75, which depicts an ermine being pursued by a hunter and two hounds, is entitled "Cui candor morte redemptus" or "Purity bought with his own death." Peacham goes on to preach that men and women should follow the example of the ermine and keep their minds and consciences as pure as the legendary ermine keeps its fur.[8] In some Nordic countries the ermine is invoked as a symbol of curiosity and timely action. In some areas of Japan, because of its adorable appearance and somewhat elusive nature it is still considered a symbol of good luck.
The giant snakehead (Channa micropeltes) is the largest in the family Channidae, capable of growing to over 1 meter in length (3 feet) and a weight of over 20 kilograms (40 pounds). It is widely distributed in the freshwater of South East Asia and some regions of India. Other names include red snakehead, redline snakehead, Malabar snakehead, and Ikan toman (where ikan is Indonesian for fish).
The young of the giant snakehead are red in color, with orange and black lateral stripes appearing after about two months. As the giant snakehead matures, they lose their stripes and instead develop a bluish black and white pattern on their upper body. Juveniles sold in the aquarium fish trade are commonly called red or redline snakeheads.
Being a high level predator means that the giant snakehead eats many other fish, amphibians and even small birds, but is not preyed upon by many other species. The giant snakehead is considered gregarious, with the young often following their mother closely. There have been reports of protective mother giant snakehead attacking men who have disturbed the snakehead's school of juveniles.
The species has the ability to crawl onto land. However, contrary to popular belief, it is highly unlikely that it can survive for up up to four days, as has been reported. While a C. micropletes might be able to wriggle short distances, the body shape is not well suited for it.
In Malaysia&Singapore, where the giant snakehead is known as the toman, they are cultured in fish ponds and reservoirs as game fish because they put up a strong fight when hooked. The giant snakehead is also a good food fish, and is often served in Chinese restaurants. Some people, however, dislike the muddy taste associated with freshwater fish.
The giant snakehead is found in Vietnam, Indonesia, Laos, Thailand, Malaysia, India, and possibly Myanmar. It has an oddly disjunctive distribution, inhabiting both southeast Asia and southwest India, about 2500 km apart. It is theorized that the Indian population may be from an early human introduction, prior to the 19th century. In India it is found in southern Tamilnadu and Kerala especially in Pechipparai, Chittar I & II, Neyyar and Temnalai Reservoirs. Ebanasar (1995) reported its distribution and Biology from these reservoirs.[2][3]
Ebanasar (1995) has also conducted series of experiments on the biology, physiology and culture of this fish. It is reported that this fish is highly suitable for cage cultute and culture in ponds in combination with tilapia. It is found to be an effective tool in controlling the overpopulation of tilapia and thus checks stunted growth of tilapia.