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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...
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.
Mackerel (Scomber scombrus), a nice bit of oily fish.
It just brought back memories of catching them back in the early 70's. My mother got me into fishing, not my father and she would come out on the charter boat's with me, even in rough weather.
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Acrylic on canvas ~ 14" x 18"
This painting was originally intended as a 'study' for a larger more involved and detailed painting. One I've been commissioned to create. I've decided to continue my series of paintings which began with my commission entitled 'EPITAPH' www.vomitus.com/museum/NewVmmPages/epitaph.html
My 'Epitaph' series of paintings concern my trepidation and anger over the changes I have seen, and see coming, in our world.
I need to express the horror I feel as I watch our planet become a garbage dump. I must express my disgust of those people who, in spite of power and money, choose to make this situation worse rather than better. I paint my dismay, as I watch our rights as citizens steadily erode in the name of 'safety'. I need to express my fear, (real or manufactured) of looming destruction by war, weather, crime or disease.
It seems to me that the planet itself has turned on us because WE have made ourselves its enemy.
In the short time that I have lived, I have seen SO MANY beautiful natural things destroyed through foolishness, ignorance and avarice.
Everyone with a TV knows that GLOBAL WARMING is real. Even the a-holes who have tried to deny it for decades, (all the time knowing the truth) have been forced to acknowledge it now. Our world is getting sicker faster than anyone wanted to think.
These paintings are my small attempt to make people think about what is happening. I'm not sure we can stop it.
We are on the brink of a world without hope of recuperation. This could be the beginning of the end of the human species. OH YES, I know, You've heard this ALL before, right? … Don't be so fast to dismiss the possibility. Not when the greatest minds of living generations are saying the same thing.
Life has already ended for thousands of species. The end of more living things than has occurred since the mass extinctions of the dinosaurs, 200 million years ago, (http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2001/05/0510_massex.html). These extinctions are ON OUR HANDS. In many cases, these are not extinctions, these are GENOCIDE'S!
How does this happen? One example; Why would an Amazonian subsistence farmer be concerned about the 'genocide of species' he commits by burning down a plot in a rain forest when his family is starving? WHAT WOULD YOU DO in his shoes? Would you let your family die so that the Western world could have new cancer drugs?
Until all people realize that we are connected, I don't see how we can last indefinitely.
The human population continues to grow at an alarming rate. We hit the first ONE BILLION PEOPLE in the mid 1800's. (19th Century) Now, just over 100 years later, we are at 6.5 BILLION. By 2050, some estimates show human population at 9 BILLION. THINK ABOUT THAT! These 'BILLIONS' are mostly people living in poverty. What can they do to make the world livable for you or your children? … NOTHING.
The EARTH has been compared to a living thing, called GAIA ~ (http://www.webcom.com/gaia/) I agree that it does act much like a living thing. It seems to me that the Earth will continue to do what it can to rid itself of THE HUMAN VIRUS. The Earth will continue to struggle against our onslaught, the way a human body will call upon antibodies to fight off a disease.
Based on what I have heard, read and seen, there will continue to be an increase in Earthquakes, Floods, Cyclones and Hurricanes. Extreme weather conditions. This is being caused by GLOBAL WARMING. If you have not read Al Gore's book: "THE ASSULT ON REASON" You should. Or at least see the movie. He IS our rightful president, after all. And while you are at it, watch the movie "ZEITGEIST": www.zeitgeistmovie.com/ (FREE)
I feel like yelling; "HEY! The f-ing ice caps are melting! WAKE UP!" Doesn't that scare the sh-t out of you?!
New diseases are developing and mutating. A.I.D.S. is the NUMBER ONE KILLER in Africa. The MRSA infection now kills more people in the US than A.I.D.S. I have never seen so much CANCER … and it seems like every other person over 70 has DEMENTIA of some kind! (Alzheimer's) IT DID NOT USED TO BE LIKE THIS!
Wars continue to rage. Genocide continues to be practiced. Muslim Terrorists plan to kill the infidels, while we western terrorists continue to try to kill them. Religion against religion. OUR GOD IS THE ONLY GOD! KILL IN THE NAME OF CHRIST, ALLAH, BUDDAH, SATAN!
The "HAVE-NOTS" are murdered by the thousands. No one cares.
What the FU-K, man?!?
By the way, Did you know that male penises are growing shorter and shorter with each new generation? Did you know that the Amphibians are disappearing from the Earth? Did you know that it rains human fecal matter in Mexico City? (it evaporates up from open sewers and then rains back down on the people)
I was lucky to be born when I was. I have enjoyed all the fruits of the Earth. And I am now leaving the young my sh-t and garbage. Thank you VERY much! …"Please clean it up now, won't you?"
The media is going to tell you not to worry. OKAY, It's a problem … Nothing 'we' can't handle. 'No worries mate' … 'CHEERS!' … and in the same breath, they point out THE LOOMING RECESSION, THE INCREASING MURDER AND CRIME RATE, IMPENDING TERRORIST ATTACKS, RAPISTS ON THE LOOSE, DRUGS IN THE WATER SUPPLY, CRACK ON THE CORNER, DIMINISHING IQ RATES … But hey, It's all 'okay, as long as you don't venture out of your prescribed comfort zone.
They want you to believe that everything outside your 'comfort zone' is VIOLENT and DANGEROUS! … However, if you just stay home and do your job and do AS THEY TELL YOU, everything will be just FINE!
They want you GOOD AND SCARED! We live in a society of FEAR. If 'THEY' keep us afraid, then we are easier to control. (SEE; 'THE CULTURE OF FEAR' by Barry Glassner)
Here's what I think: The 'media' is controlled by MONEY. Money is controlled by those who would take what is left of the worlds resources and hoard them for themselves and their kin. These are the guys who wield their power to control what you see, hear, and read … ultimately what YOU THINK.
It is their mission to make you STUPID with the NEW OPIUM of entertainment. They don't want you thinking or trying to do anything about ANYTHING that might make them share what's left of the 'GOOD STUFF'. They want you to shut up and do as they tell you to do. They want to ENSLAVE you. And in a few generations - THEY WILL.
'Entertainment' is the 'NEW RELIGION'. It is the new "OPIUM OF THE MASSES" And we are being BOMBARDED with a new 'BLITZKRIEG' of CRAP tailored made by psychiatrists, psychologists and Propaganda Masters who are working for the media moguls, who are working for the government, who are working for the global corporations. The global corporations run the world, and they want YOU stupid, satisfied and pliable.
PLEASE NOTE: People who you and I have never heard of DESIGN OUR LIVES for us.
This massive BLITZ of brainless crap on TV. "THE MOMENT OF TRUTH", "SURVIVOR", "BIG BROTHER" "PRISON BREAK" "LOST" "DIRT" "WEEDS" "HEROS" "AMERICAN IDOL" are intended to brain wash YOU. (I watch too!) They want you TO LIVE IN A DREAM WORLD. They want you to NOT TO GIVE A CRAP about Global warming or War or Pollution.
They can take our rights away one by one using the excuse that they are trying to PROTECT YOU. Crimes are exaggerated ALL out of proportion. We fear to walk the streets. We lock your doors and hide in our living room watching the TV. We are RATS IN A CAGE. ALL WE WANT is to be left alone so we can enjoy your favorite show in peace!
Your life is worth less and less. There is almost no 'MIDDLE CLASS' left . What will be left when the middle class is completely gone will be The HAVES, and the HAVE NOTS. Their attitude is, "I've got mine ass-ole, so F-CK YOU!"
And speaking of the 'HAVES & HAVE NOTS': Would you welcome the new 'INFO CHIP'? Available soon in your neighborhood will be the "WONDER CHIP" A tiny chip which contains all your vital information and can locate you anywhere in the world!
This is a chip that can be implanted under your skin that would hold all your important health information, enable you or your children to be tracked in an accident using GPS, … and contain all your financial and bank records so you could shop without cash or credit cards! Does that sound great!?
If your answer is "YES, That sounds like an interesting idea" … YOU SHOULD THINK AGAIN CAREFULLY.
When enough people accept this new technology, all others will eventually be forced to do the same. (Sort of like credit cards, but WAY more imperative) When most people use the chip, the people who control that chip will control you. They will control your financial info and be able to find you. If they want, they can 'disconnect' you from everyone else. They can disconnect you from your money, accidentally or deliberately. Think about that.
Don't take my word for any of this. FIND OUT. Check it out. THINK ABOUT IT.
I'm like most other people. I would prefer to simply 'live my life' and let 'the other guy' worry about all this global warming crap, war, mind control and overpopulation stuff. Unfortunately, if you are under 40 years old … you WILL be directly effected by what is to come. Your rights and freedoms will go south for the nuclear winter. Your standard of living will be slowly but constantly eroded. One day you wake up part of a third world community living as slave labor within a 'FIRST WORLD UNITED CORPORATION', owned and operated by the greedy vampires who hold on to the remaining wealth and power of the planet.
My series of paintings will reflect my feelings and ideas. It's the best I can do for now. If I can make a few people sit up and think about it, my existence is almost justified. ~ RS Connett 3/8/2008
On our way to see Floralis Genérica, we passed this dog walker outside the fence of Plaza de las Naciones Unidas (United Nations Park).
Who was looking for shade, dogs, man or both ?
Professional dog walkers or Paseadores de Perros, work in the better off neighborhoods of Buenos Aires, trotting along with up to twenty dogs at a time.
This profession emerged after the 2001 economic crisis when citizens were struggling for new ways to make money. Today, having a professional dog walker is considered a status symbol for some Porteños (as is having a full-bred dog, despite the animal overpopulation problem).
Buenos Aires dog walkers are pros at leading the pack and earn comfortable salaries. The best dog walkers hook the dogs to their belt to prevent escapes, provide the pooches with plenty of exercise and — God willing — pick up the doggy’s ‘presents’ normally left on the sidewalks.
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People in Buenos Aires love their dogs. But many live in small apartments and don’t want theIr dogs left all day in the apartment without exercise, so they hire dog walkers so their dogs get exercise and fresh air while the owner works.
This heart in a shop window, rather high up (this explains the distortion) and lit by a real candle in a glass jar, was meant to be a birthday present for Henry - www.flickr.com/photos/sirhenryb/
- I also meant to upload it BUT because I am one of those 'dying out' people who only upload when I find the time to (at least) comment on my friends photos, I hardly ever do any new uploads ....
Last Friday, a little, not very important, Pre-Christmas Story happened to me and I thought it might be the moment to bring this photo forth anyway!
I plied my Hero Husband to drive me to the market, taking place on Fridays, with the goal to find the perfect Christmas Tree. After having nearly totalled the car about 40 times due to an incredibly large number of park-willing-cars with stressed out drivers and no free spaces on our very small parking lot near to the market, we lost the will to live and even more so to buy a tree.
In the end, we just parked the car along the road, I jumped over to 'my' seller and was told that only 4 very scruffy looking trees were left anyway.... so the whole exercise was for the birds!
I walked home, Hero Husband drove on to work, and because the sun was shining brightly, I thought I would at least do SOMETHING noticeable.... I would sweep dead leaves of which we still have mountains lying about.
I got going and honestly, working in the garden, in the (relatively) fresh air and the sunshine.... it was pure bliss! The sun was shining, the birds (noticeably less but still....) were singing, some neighbourly cats were strolling through our garden as if they were the owners, I saw fat worms crawling through the wet leaves, berries were popping open and spilling their redness under my boots, and look, look...... two, no three, roses were opening up!!! Daisies peeped out of the tired grass, wild cyclamen grew pink dots at hundreds of protected corners, and some curious primroses showed rims of their colours. Some hydrangeas still are in colours, inexplicable, and there, there, is another rose holding a bold yellow bud into the cold air, the rims of its petals sprinkled with brightly red splashes.
When my back hurt sufficiently to allow my going in the house again, I was so happy about being at the warmth, able to listen to beautiful music, putting my washing into the dryer, making myself a large mug of Christmas tea that I started singing - all to myself!
I also opened another parcel of my sister's Advents Calendar (more chocolate.... bad girl!) and following this - fortified and quite happy - I continued my Christmas letter and cards. They always seem to take more time, and get to the friends later and later.... I should start calling it the 'Next Year's Festive Time Letter'... :) I would be less stressed out too!
NOT enough - because I didn't have time to do my weekly shopping, I noted that my favourite shop-stop was additionally open on Sunday. I drove past and dropped in.... ready to run out again at the first sign of 'overpopulation'! Luckily, I did - because they had - unbeknown to me - a sale of 500 Christmas trees for a very reasonable sum. YES, I found a beautiful tall and bushy tree and I drove home, singing happily again!! I'm sorry, for me having a real Christmas tree is important. I know all the reasons for NOT buying one, going plastic however just won't do... ;) - For years I always decorated the same tree in a large container outside, but then it died on me and that was that. Now, I get a real tree every December and after the season, I stand it into the garden until it's all brown and loosing the needles. The birds love 'fishing' for fat balls and hanging baskets with seeds and my heart feasts on their joy.
There are still Christmas wonders... large and small!
I shall add a little photo when my tree is decorated. It is still 'empty' - a strong, lovely smelling fir tree.... very beautiful! Very Christmassy...
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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.
Grasshoppers hatch out of eggs, like all insects, and go through several different stages before becoming adults. Baby grasshoppers are called nymphs and begin life looking like very small, bright green grasshoppers. You can tell a baby grasshopper from an adult from its size, its lack of wings and because its body will be much more compact than an adult's. When they have just hatched, nymphs can't move very far and have to eat whatever plants are around them. They prefer small, tender plants that they can digest easily, like clover, grass or fresh shoots.
As grasshopper nymphs grow older, they undergo a process called molting, where they shed their old skin and emerge bigger and stronger. Their mandibles grow too, and as the grasshopper ages it is able to start eating tougher plants. A young grasshopper soon moves on to grasses and other foods preferred by adults of their species.
Once a grasshopper nymph molts for the final time, it becomes an adult and is able to fly, reproduce and chew through nearly anything. Grasshoppers' favorite foods are plants in the grass family such as corn, wheat, barley and alfalfa. They aren't picky, however, and can eat many other types of plants. It's not uncommon to see grasshoppers chewing on the leaves of a tree, and more eating the grass beneath it. They are able to digest even the driest plants thanks to special chemicals in their stomach and saliva, which can break down the carbohydrates they use for energy.
Grasshoppers are one of the few animals able to change their appearance in response to environmental pressures like overpopulation. Normally, grasshoppers are solitary creatures and try to avoid each other. When they feel other grasshoppers rubbing up against their legs, it triggers a special chemical that makes them grow larger, eat more, lay eggs faster and migrate in groups. The hungry locusts can form swarms made up of trillions of bugs, traveling hundreds or even thousands of miles and eating any plant they come across. They have been known to destroy whole fields of crops in Africa, leading to widespread famine throughout history. In fact, the eating habits of grasshoppers were so important to ancient societies that plagues of locusts are mentioned several times in both the Bible and the Quran.
I found this Grasshopper or Locust nymph on this beautiful sunflower at Dinner Island Ranch. Hendry County, Florida.
Photograph published on 4/20/2021 ( link below)
orangecountytribune.com/2021/04/20/housing-rule-challenge...
"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.
We were creeping up on fall as of the first of October but the slow water indicated the season. It won't be long before the overpopulation sucks the creek dry, no need for agriculture or food. Still, this is more water than flowing down Rock Creek in the last series. The flow of the creek were just enough to create lightly reflecting ripples and broken clouds, sky and tree reflections. I suppose that this is one way to cross the stream and stay dry. I'd say that it is wise to avoid falling off the swing on this spot. It looks like the beaver is working on a tree across the water.
We were still graced by days well over normal and a record hot, dry August and September but we were are getting cooler nights. That's my weather report from Kochistan before the brothers take out the ecosystem. I need to wring a lode of days from this fall though I still have hundreds of edits awaiting. Well, the scientists said last month was the hottest month ever recorded, world wide: we have already arrived at the forecast climate change.
I usually look to see what the sky is doing and if I can manage to look, I found a great sky reflected in the stream on that day. No sky today. I set up the monopod and camera to shoot the water reflections. I love the saturations of the foliage and I have not changed them in this shot. This shot screams autumn is again a season of peace in the St.Vrain Valley.
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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stuffed into bus number 12, one of many many stuffed buses in Xi'an. Any seats? A pretty girl among the crowd.
"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 :)
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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Very happy to share some quality photos of my recent NH build. Definitely one of my personal favorites so far. Enjoy and stay tuned for more Cyberpsychos!!!
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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© Alex Masi
Join our documentary photography workshop with Alex Masi.
20-26 September in Krakow, Poland.
Alex will join workshopx team to hold an intensive, week-long educational project. This will be a great opportunity to gain essential experience while working on a real-life assignment and learn how to efficiently manage your future long-term projects.
Alex Masi started his professional career in 2006. Extensively investigating and photographing humanitarian and socio-environmental issues in South Asia and the Middle East, he quickly became one of the most active, renowned and awarded photojournalists of the young generation.
Application deadline: 30 Aug 2015.
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Caption:
A section of the city of Kabul, the capital of Afghanistan, is photographed from a helicopter flying above the city.
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.
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Though I've been around snowshoe hares (Lepus americanus) all my life, I was unaware that they resort to eating meat during harsh winters of over-population. A friend who works for Alaska Fish & Wildlife clued me in on this several years ago, when I noticed tracks like spokes on a wheel leading in from the woods, converging below my lumberjack feeder, where bones and scraps had been dropped by the lumberjacks (gray jay, Canada jay).
When faced with starvation caused by overpopulation or harsh conditions, snowshoe hares will indeed show themselves as omnivores/carnivores, as this one clearly does. He climbed up on the deck, onto a bench, then onto the deck rail to get to this lumberjack feeder strewn with turkey bones from last Christmas dinner. He spent about a half hour gnawing on bones before wandering 'lippety-lippety' off.
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.
Photograph published on December 28, 2019 in News Junkie Post to illustrate a partial transcript of my interview on "Collapse Chronicles".
newsjunkiepost.com/2019/12/28/global-warming-overpopulati...
Also published in The Indicter on 12/31/2019 to illustrate the same article.
theindicter.com/global-warming-overpopulation-and-social-...
With more than a half of the dwellings being second homes, Massat is one of those typical sleepy villages in rural France. Hope they won't become ghost towns.
Massat is a commune in the Ariège department in southwestern France. It is situated on the former Route nationale 618, the "Route of the Pyrenees". The area dates back to paleolithic times, when tribes left some traces in painted caves in the Ker valleys of Massat. The village later became a territory used by the Lords of Lomagne to disperse the population to, overcoming a serious problem of overpopulation. Several charters dating from 1146 specify the reciprocal rights of the inhabitants and the lords. The valley was directed towards an industrial activity lasting almost seven centuries. This included the manufacture of charcoal and cast iron of iron ores in five forging mills operated by Catalan women. From 1820, with the discovery of the means of melting iron with coal, the industrial prosperity of the valley disappeared. Later in the 19th century, agricultural, primarily pastoral farming became the main source for the Massat economy, particularly the production of butter. With a very strong rural migration, amplified by World War I, the valley depopulated quickly, falling dramatically from 17,000 inhabitants in 1800 to just 1700 in total today, and just 589 in the village.
Red-backed Shrike male_w_7399
The genus name, Lanius , is derived from the Latin word for " butcher ", and some shrikes are also known as "butcher birds" because of their feeding habits.
The Red-backed Shrike bird (Lanius collurio) is a member of the shrike family Laniidae. The general colour of the males upper parts is reddish. It has a grey head and a typical shrike black stripe through the eye. Underparts are tinged pink and the tail has a black and white pattern similar to that of a wheatear. In the female and young Red-backed Shrikes, the upperparts are brown and vermiculated (wavy lines or markings). Underparts are buff and also vermiculated.
This 16 – 18 centimetres long migratory passerine eats large insects, small birds, voles and lizards. Like other shrikes the Red-backed Shrike hunts from prominent perches and impales corpses on thorns or barbed wire as a ‘larder’.
The Red-backed Shrike breeds in most of Europe and western Asia and winters in tropical Africa.
The Red-backed Shrikes range is decreasing and it is now probably extinct in Great Britain as a breeding bird, although it is frequent on migration.
The Red-backed Shrike is named as a protected bird in Britain under a Biodiversity Action Plan. The Red-backed Shrikes’ decline is due to overuse of pesticides and scrub clearance due to human overpopulation.
The Red-backed Shrike breeds in open cultivated country with hawthorn and dog rose.
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.
Overnight this poor woman became a homeless. She is not alone, and countless more will join her.
As the global climate crisis worsen, it is projected that about 600 million people worldwide will become climate refugees from extreme weather events such as hurricanes, tornadoes, flood, increase occurrence of major wild fires and catastrophic droughts.
For a lot more on the unfolding climate crisis please read and /or listen to my interview on Collapse Chronicles hosted by Sam Mitchell { link below}
newsjunkiepost.com/2019/12/28/global-warming-overpopulati...
Photograph published in News Junkie Post on 5/30/2020
newsjunkiepost.com/2020/05/30/climate-crisispandemics-and...
Photograph also published in The Duran on 5/31/2020
theduran.com/climate-crisis-pandemics-and-bad-governance-...
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
"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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In the ever-expanding tapestry of the universe, the recent revelations in quantum mechanics and quantum science have ignited a fervor of imagination and inquiry. As we peer through the veil of reality, a gateway to Proxima Centauri b—a planet that mirrors Earth in so many ways—beckons us to explore its potential. This newfound knowledge has propelled humanity into a realm of possibilities, where the dream of a second home emerges not merely as fantasy but as a plausible future. With Earth facing unprecedented challenges, from climate crises to overpopulation, the concept of 'Planet B' transcends mere escape; it becomes a beacon of hope. As our thoughts race with the implications of life on Proxima, we envision a world where humanity can thrive once more, nurturing the essence of existence in a new celestial cradle.
Poem
In whispers of stars, the secrets unfold,
A dance of the atoms, a tale yet untold,
Through quantum realms where the shadows entwine,
We glimpse at a future where destinies align.
Proxima calls with its enigmatic light,
A sanctuary awaits in the velvet of night.
With dreams woven rich in the fabric of space,
We seek out a home, a new kind of grace.
Haikus
Stars twinkle above,
Proxima's shores beckon us,
Hope's new dawn arises.
Quantum dreams take flight,
Life blooms on a distant world,
A chance to restart.
In the void we reach,
Hearts yearning for a new dawn,
Planet B awaits.
==Chuck's Apartment==
October 31st 07:15
The Misfits were gathered around a neat dining table: At one end, Drury was furiously scribbling onto a piece of paper. Chuck, meanwhile, was in the kitchen, preparing another pot of tea for them.
"Chuck, you got a spare change of clothes?" Gar asked, gesturing to his bloody hospital gown.
"Check the closet," Chuck replied, as he filled the teapot with hot water.
Lynns nodded, and opened the door. 'Jeez, that's a lot of knitwear,' he thought, grabbing the only leather in there, an Elvis jacket- Chuck's Halloween costume, and zipping it up. He pulled a black wig out of its' pocket, and rested it atop his chair- Beside him, Rigger and Sharpe sniggered at him childishly.
"Tell me about King of Cats again," Drury said, as he handed Chuck his cup.
"Not much to say," Reardon stated. "He wasn't really saying much, aside from the odd innuendo. You think he's involved?" he asked, as he grabbed a cookie from a nearby jar.
"I dunno," Drury sighed. "When I was at Slabside, I met this thing, Zoom. It looked like Thawne- y'know, the Reverse Flash, but it's eyes were soulless. Black pits of... nothing. I remember it saying... what was it... He said he wanted to make me better?"
"What, did he want to shave your beard, too?" Sharpe joked.
"But this Zoom bloke," Chuck interrupted, "He wouldn't be working for Carson, would he?"
"Eh, Carson's never been much of a free thinker," Fiasco shrugged. "If anyone's strings were getting pulled, it'd be his."
"Who is he? Carson."
Jenna, had re-entered the room. The boys turned their heads to Drury expectantly.
"Because he sure seemed to know you."
"We all have our secrets," Drury said faintly.
"And yours just tried to kill me. Sue me, I'm curious."
Drury scratched his beard awkwardly. "Billionaire looking for some excitement in his life, worked with the Mob- during the Falcone days. At some point, he got a hold of Gar's first Firefly suit, and got immediately arrested. He died years ago-"
"He looked pretty alive to me."
"He does that," Drury admitted. "I ran him over.".
==Jumbo Carson's Apartment==
October 31st 07:22
"Tears, really?"
"They're not for him."
Carson was perched on the edge of the sofa, hands clasped together, his back arched, his eyes watching the screen, confused.
"So he says he wants to end world hunger and overpopulation," he began, turning to Bridget. "But why does he need to wipe out all reality to do that? Couldn't he just double the resources? Make more planets?"
"I ignored my destiny once," Thanos' voice boomed. Carson's eyes narrowed, as they darted between the screen and to his daughter.
"It's just a movie dad," Bridget said reassuringly, as she patted him on the back. Below them, Roger Hayden sat on the carpet, legs crossed, engrossed by the film.
"Then it's an awful movie," Carson scowled. "It just doesn't make sense..."
"And by the way, it was half of reality," Bridget added.
The front door creaked open. "My oh my, haven't you been busy..."
"At last," Carson said, reaching for the remote. "Jumbo, the hell have you been?"
"No Jumbo, I'm afraid," the voice stated.
Carson stood up, grabbing his flamethrower. "Day."
"Hello, Barson," Julian smiled: He was dressed head to toe in a bright red outfit, a long white cape draped around his shoulders. His black gloves, were caked in blood, the result of a crude decapitation earlier that night. In one hand, he held a small pistol, in the other, a small orange basket filled with what looked like candy. "A gift for Mr Krill," he explained.
Hearing his name, Abner appeared from behind the fridge, and grabbed the sweet-filled pumpkin, stuffing several chocolates into his mouth. "I have a life outside you," he burped at Carson, before disappearing into the bedroom.
"You must be proud, Ted," Day smiled. "Few can say they've had their arse kicked by a flimsy piece of fabric."
"I was following your crappy advice," Carson scowled.
"Oh, my advice was sound: Strike at the heart. You, however, ran over Garfield Lynns with a car, at some flimsy attempt at poetic justice. But you didn't kill him, did you?"
"No," Carson muttered embarrassingly.
"And now-" Day smirked, "The Misfits are united, stronger than ever in the face of a common enemy- You. The cops won't investigate Walker, not now. What they will look into, though, is the four idiots who shot up a hospital."
"Five-"
"Four," Day interrupted. "Abner Krill had the foresight to vanish the moment the shooting began. You did not. What a calamity..." he tutted.
"Funny," Carson grimaced. "Yesterday, you didn't want anything to do with me."
"And, I still don't..." Day lamented, his lip curling. "My goals are the same as ever. Help the Misfits find themselves. Their true selves. And now, I have just the people to see that vision through. You see, unlike you, I choose my partners with great care. I don't rely on... nepotism to get the job done," he added, glowering at Bridget.
"Take a backseat, Barson," he added. "From now on, let the professionals handle this."
"No," Carson said firmly.
"No?" Day replied eyebrow raised. "Are you, what, going to crash another wedding? Perhaps steal someone's face in a poor homage to a John Woo classic? Merge with another bug demon?"
Carson looked at him, feebly. His composure crumbling, Bridget reached out and grabbed his hand. 'Don't.'
"Nice to see one of you has some sense," Day winked. "You want to make yourselves useful, you'll deal with that loose end of yours," he growled. "Find the midget."
==Chuck's Apartment==
October 31st 07:34
"Would he still hurt Gar?" Jenna asked.
Drury turned his head. He didn't respond.
"Jenna-" Gar began.
"Because it sounds very much to me like Carson only wants you."
"I can handle myself," Gar sighed.
"Carson, died with Suit," Walker said plainly.
Jenna snorted. "Oh, please, he came back, what six times, but a grenade finished him off?"
"What do you want me to say?" Drury said tiredly. "If he survived, if Krill dragged him through a portal, then Suit died for nothing."
"But he didn't die for nothing, did he?" Jenna replied. "He died for you."
The Misfits bowed their heads in silence. Drury nodded, and stepped out into the hallway, Jenna in pursuit.
Chancer scoffed, and turned to the others. "Why's it always about him?"
October 31st. 07:39
Drury closed the door. Behind them, the muffled arguments of the Misfits continued:
"I just think that, as an ensemble, some us of aren't getting the roles we should," Sharpe was complaining.
"Sorry, but psychopath with a bat doesn't scream leading man material," Gar spat back.
"What abou-"
"For the last time, Negan was the bad guy!"
"Well?" Duffy called out.
Drury's smiled faded. "'If you don't want me at my worst, you don't deserve me at my best,'" he said softly.
"I know the phrase, Walker, why do you ask?" she grimaced.
"Because," Drury said, turning around. "Garfield Lynns, at his best, is a fiercely loyal, brave, gentle man. At his worst..." Drury rolled up his sleeve, burns running up and down his forearm. "At his worst, he's Firefly. And Firefly could burn us all down. If you can live with that, cool- good luck, hope you've got a lot of concealer. But if you can't, you better let him down easy, or hell mend you. He doesn't need protection. Never has."
"He was hit by a car!"
"He was also burned alive by his last girlfriend," Drury replied, as he walked back inside. "Consider that."
"You OK?" Gar asked Jenna, now standing in the doorway.
"Fine," she replied, as she rubbed her arm. "Are... You happy, Gar?" she questioned.
Gar's brow furrowed. "Why'd you ask?"
October 31st. 07:51
Drury lay several photos on the table, each one a supposed member of the "Outcasts." Below them, was a large map of the United States, with several locations circled by him.
"Duffy's got a point. We can't get near Carson, so long as he's got Krill with him, and no prison's gonna hold him. It's a longshot, but I think I know someone who could help us develop a countermeasure. Problem is, last I heard he's in Colorado," Drury explained, drawing a red line onto the map.
"Road trip!" Sharpe cheered, as he nudged Rigger and Blake's shoulders excitedly.
"-For that," Drury continued, "We need transport, we need gear, and we need to know whatever the hell that speedster was. And there's only one place that has all that. Which is why I called a professional."
The Misfits panicked as the doorbell chimed suddenly. Drury nodded, as Rigger held the door open for the new arrivals.
The group shuddered as a large group of rats ran across the floor; behind them, smelling strongly of cheap booze, was their master: Otis Flannegan. Chuck winced, as the rats began chewing on his skirting boards. Behind him, skipping cheerily, was the Condiment King.
"You called Mayo too?" Rigger queried.
"Actually, I didn't."
...
"I've no clue why he's here."
Otis, came to a stop by Blake's chair, and glared at him angrily. Blake, nodded stiffly. "Itchy."
"Scratchy."
Mayo looked back at Flannegan oddly. For once, he wasn't slouching. "I'm sorry, how do you two-?"
Otis snarled. "He slept with my sister."
Blake swallowed. "Yes, I did. How is your niece by the way?"
Flannegan bobbed his head from side to side. "Oh, you know. Reading. Writing. Thinking of getting her into the family business."
Blake smirked. "Lion taming?"
"Pest extermination"
"Otis," Drury interrupted, "Is going to help us get into the Batcave."
The Misfits spun their heads around. "The Batcave?" Reardon queried.
Chuck explained. "After Nanda Parbat, we had to hand over our weapons and costumes to Batman to maintain a ceasefire. He's got them all locked up somewhere in this cave of his."
"I've seen it," Drury nodded. "He has a dinosaur."
"What, he ripped off the Moth-Cave?" Blake snarled in disbelief. "That motherfucker..."
"No," Drury sighed. "I ripped off the- it doesn't matter."
"Len, you up for this?" Rigger asked. Fiasco, had been silently smoking for about ten minutes.
Len placed his cigarette in the ash tray. "Can't. Plans."
"Plans? Since when do you have plans?" Chuck uttered.
"I always have a plan, Brown. I just never share 'em," Fiasco grumbled back.
The Misfits all turned to him suspiciously.
"Look," Fiasco scowled, "Carson, wouldn't have known where Lynns worked, or who he was dating. And he wouldn't know what fucking hospital room he was staying in. Fix this," he ordered, as he pushed his chair in. "Sharpe," he called, as Chancer stood up with him, and left.
"What was that about?" Chuck frowned.
October 31st. 08:01
"You're asking me to choose between you, and Drury?" Gar said, taking a step back.
"I'm asking you to choose life, Gar," Jenna pleaded, her hand wrapped around his.
"It's just Carson," he said nonchalantly.
"And Carson almost killed you."
"And we'll kill him, we'll fix this," Gar smiled.
"It's not your mess to fix."
Gar shook his head. "Drury's not who you think he is. He's a good man, he just- Last time he needed me, I let him down. And y'know what happened? His wife died."
"That's not on you!"
"It is on me. It's on me to protect him, otherwise good people like Miranda, and that cloth, they pay the price. It's on me to take the fall so those people don't."
"Even if it means dying for him?"
Gar turned his head, and let her hand go.
"Gar..." Jenna sighed. "You know what happens if you go back in there, don't you?"
He placed his hand on her chin tenderly. "Yeah," he said softly. "I do."
October 31st. 08:10
The Misfits looked up, as Gar walked back inside alone, his coat hanging off his shoulders.
"No Jenna?" Rigger asked.
"No," Gar shrugged. "She, uh, she had to go. Edison called her in for some last minute set adjustments."
"Alright," Rigger said, convinced. "Just tell her we were asking about her."
Gar nodded slowly. "Yeah, uh, I will."
==Butchinsky's==
October 31st. 09:17
Fiasco unlocked the door, and moved a large crate of beer aside, revealing a secret hatch below. He descended the stairs, and flicked the light on. Beside him, Chancer swung his bat excitedly.
Tied to a chair, bloodied and bruised, was a man about four foot tall, his red and black outfit lay on the ground in tatters.
"Now, listen, insect," Fiasco tutted, as he took a golf club from off the shelf. "This is the part you tell me about your pal, Carson."
==GCPD==
October 31st. 09:30
Gordon slid his pipe into his pocket, the slight glimmer of sunlight filling the sky. "Cutting it close," he tutted, looking out into the city. "It's almost daylight."
Batman walked out from behind the signal. "The Gotham General attack?" he assumed, placing his hand on the warm spotlight.
Jim nodded stiffly. "Here. Had Major Crimes sweep the CCTV footage. Managed to pick this one up."
Batman held the photo in his hand, and grimaced. 'Walker...'
“soylent green” is the title for a 1973 science fiction movie starring Charlton Heston. The film is loosely based on a 1966 novel, 'Make Room! Make Room!' by Harry Harrison.
Heston plays a New York policeman investigating the brutal murder of a wealthy businessman in a dystopian future suffering from pollution, overpopulation, depleted resources, poverty, dying oceans and a hot climate due to the greenhouse effect (sound familiar?). Much of the population survives on processed food rations, including "soylent green".
As the film progresses, Heston uncovers disturbing information about the true nature of soylent green and the corporation that produces it.
[Plastic CD rack]
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Seems flickr can't handle the color gradient in the sky as it looks very smooth at full resolution on my computer. Weird.
Went to check out the Tijuana Estuary this weekend with a friend. Was a pretty cool place with plenty of birds frolicking in the protected reserve. As we were walking on the beach we notice a couple of boys who were inside of the nesting area of the Snowy Plover. These are very sensitive birds that freak easily so we were wondering why their dad was encouraging such behavior. We decide to talk to him and it was mind opening to see how ignorant some people can be. Bare with me please as I rant...
This man says he grew up in the area when the wildlife flourished and the nesting area was not protected. Plenty of birds and man sharing the land. He even admits that there are fewer birds now then when he was growing up but could not grasp the fact that things have changed and it's no longer cool messing with endangered animals. This guy could not get it through his thick skull that his childhood was well over 30 years ago. There is overpopulation, overfishing, pollution, you name it, but the reason is irrelevant because now there are less than 2000 of these birds along the California coast. He kept saying that it was just "Extreme Environmentalism" and I am a bit upset I didn't ask him to explain what he meant. Science is based in logic, methodology, data, statistics, metrics, experiments and so forth. Volunteers and scientist sit around and track these little buggers, counting them and tagging them and it is definitely not for fame. How in the world is collecting data and taking appropriate actions to save a species considered extreme? I did say a few things that I hope woke up the slumbering hamsters in his dormant brain. He also kept saying how Man was entitled to this land where birds have laid their eggs for centuries. We are free to roam just about every inch of beach but this tiny area was what he wanted because he couldn't have it any longer. My goodness I wanted to slap him silly. Where does this false entitlement come from? Well I can only hope his children grow up to use their own judgement and to realize how embarrassing it is to have such a misguided father. Maybe if more people keep confronting him and his kind, their children will figure out what is truly right and wrong. The thing is, the area they were playing in was exactly the same as the miles and miles of beach that was not restricted. What a jerk...
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“I've been a victim of
A selfish kind of love
It's time that I realise
That there are some with no home
Not a nickel to loan
Could it be really me
Pretending that they're not alone?”
Man In The Mirror ~ Michael Jackson
Either abandoned by his owner, or a product of pet overpopulation, a stray dog stares down at the beach, wondering where his next meal will come from. Kilgwyn, Trinidad & Tobago, W.I.
Update: Thank you for all the likes, loves and faves for the photo. Thought everyone may like to know, that the dog in this photo is now at an animal shelter, receiving care and treatment. Now we need to find him a home :)
Gx
Sorry again i am very busy at the moment with work but im trying my hardest to keep up on flickr.
When taking this i was at one of my favourite places down west Wales a small reservoir, where i have visited for most of my childhood or at least for the past 12 years. At this reservoir i have watched Canadian geese family raising their chicks every year, little grebes, loads of dragons and even foxes on a few occasions. But on the previous trip i was down there taking this image and a man walked towards me carrying a big gun, i asked what it was for and he said with a proud sort of tone to shoot foxes, he had also killed the family of geese that had been nesting there every year. He shot the geese because they are territorial and there were getting too many. But if he doesn't shoot the foxes there wouldn't be overpopulation of the geese!!! (Which he didn't agree with) It is private land and he said he was hired by the farmer, but this has been driving me insane the last few weeks, and i have to notice that i have seen no foxes down west Wales at all this year and i always see them on my walks down the coast! And along with this stupid badger cull i am really disheartened at the moment. Is there actually any law against shooting foxes?
Sorry for such a long story and also if i have offended anyone.
This was a stack of about 8 images and was taken with the use of a twin flash kit (from the university) i have been avoiding using this much as i have to give it back soon and have been spending the time trying to get more natural lighting stacks.
Wigwam Falls on Yankee Horse Ridge
34.4 mile post Wigwam Falls
Found at Yankee Horse Ridge Parking Area.
Narrow Gauge Railroad Exhibit
Back in the early 1900s, much of the land along the Blue Ridge Parkway was being logged. To get the logs out of the mountains, the lumber companies built narrow gauge railroads. What you see at this stop is a reconstruction of a short section of tracks, though a 50-mile long railroad did follow this exact path. A set of stone stairs located on either side of the parking lot allows you to take a short walk along the tracks and come out on the other side of the lot.
Source: npplan.com/parks-by-state/north-carolina-national-parks/b...
Wigwam Falls is a 0.1 mile moderately trafficked loop trail located near Vesuvius, Virginia that features a waterfall and is good for all skill levels. The trail is primarily used for hiking, walking, and nature trips.
Source:https://www.alltrails.com/trail/us/virginia/wigwam-falls
George Washington and Jefferson National Forests
The George Washington and Jefferson National Forests are U.S. National Forests that combine to form one of the largest areas of public land in the Eastern United States. They cover 1.8 million acres (7,300 km2) of land in the Appalachian Mountains of Virginia, West Virginia, and Kentucky. Approximately 1 million acres (4,000 km2) of the forest are remote and undeveloped and 139,461 acres (564 km2)[3] have been designated as wilderness areas, which eliminates future development.
History
George Washington National Forest was established on May 16, 1918 as the Shenandoah National Forest. The forest was renamed after the first President on June 28, 1932. Natural Bridge National Forest was added on July 22, 1933.[2]
Flora and fauna
The Forests' vast and mountainous terrain harbors a great variety of plant life—over 50 species of trees and over 2,000 species of shrubs and herbaceous plants.[5]
The Forests contain some 230,000 acres (930 km2) of old growth forests, representing all of the major forest communities found within them.[6][7] Locations of old growth include Peters Mountain, Mount Pleasant National Scenic Area, Rich Hole Wilderness, Flannery Ridge, Pick Breeches Ridge, and Laurel Fork Gorge, Pickem Mountain, and Mount Rogers National Recreation Area.[8] The Ramsey's Draft and Kimberling Creek Wildernesses in particular are mostly old-growth.[8][9][10]
The black bear is relatively common, enough so that there is a short hunting season to prevent overpopulation. White-tailed deer, bobcat, bald eagles, weasel, otter, and marten are also known to inhabit the Forests.
Notable features
The northern portion of the Blue Ridge Parkway, which is separately administered by the National Park Service, runs through the Forest.
Over 2,000 miles (3,000 km) of hiking trails, including segments of the Appalachian Trail, go through the forest.
Virginia's highest point, Mount Rogers, is located in the Mount Rogers National Recreation Area that is part of the forest. Other notable mountains include Elliott Knob, which has one of the last remaining fire lookout towers in the eastern U.S., and Whitetop Mountain.
Approximately 230,000 acres (930 km2) of old-growth forests.
The deepest gorge east of the Mississippi River, Breaks Interstate Park, is located in the forest.
Roaring Run Furnace is the only site on the National Register of Historic Places owned by the Jefferson National Forest.[4]
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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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