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Olèrdola, Barcelona (Spain).
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Olèrdola is a municipality in the comarca of the Alt Penedès in Catalonia, Spain. It is situated on the northern side of the Garraf massif, and the highest point of the municipality is the Puig de l'Àliga at 468 m.
The name of the municipality is derived from the historical castle, not from any modern settlement. Six villages and two industrial zones (poligons industrials) make up the municipality: Can Trabal, Daltmar, Moja, Sant Miquel d'Olèrdola, Sant Pere Molanta, Viladellops, Poligon Industrial de Sant Pere Molanta and Poligon Industrial el Clot de Moja.
The old walled city is in the hill of San Miguel de Olérdola, of 358 ms of height. In last times was also known it with place name of Olérdula. In a document of the 979 it is named as civitate Olerdula.
The older archaeological findings correspond at the beginning of the Bronze Age (2000-1800 BC), but will not be until the beginning of the next period -Iron Age- that is a town with a wall (centuries 8-7th BC). The iberians, of the tribe of the cosetans, also settled in the mountain taking advantage of the existing wall, and partially constructed trimmed houses on the rock (centuries 6-5th BC).
The territorial organization and social begins to change as of century 2th BC and, specially, during the next century, with the arrival from the Romans to the Iberian Peninsula. The iberians do not leave Olèrdola, but, little by little, they adopt the new customs and they coexist with the Roman soldiers.
During century 1th BC, coexists in Olèrdola the iberians and the soldiers who take care of the Roman fortification. At this moment, they rise infrastructure works (the wall, the cistern and the watchtower) planned and directed by the Roman authority, that they will have, nevertheless, one short stage of total operation, little more than 50 years, with residual or secondary uses during the high and low empire. Castellum of Olèrdola directly was related to the military protection and the control of the territory and the routes of communication around the capital, Tarraco.
The city returned to enter history in year 930 when count Suñer I tried to repopulate the zone and specially this strategic and good position for the defense, that there would be to serve like watchtower outpost against the Muslim invasion and that got to be military enclave until the conquest of Tarragona, gained to the Arabs in 1089.
During that period of time it maintained the category of capital of the Penedés and county. After the conquest of Tarragona it lost its strategic importance and later in 1108 it was destroyed by almoravids. It was repopulated again, but their inhabitants began to settle down themselves in more level places, with a view to the development of agriculture and this way the city of Villafranca of the Penedés arose.
Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ol%c3%a8rdola
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CASTELLANO
Olèrdola es un municipio de la comarca del Alto Penedés, provincia de Barcelona, comunidad autónoma de Cataluña, España, y está formado por ocho núcleos o entidades de población: Can Trabal, Daltmar, Moja, Sant Miquel d'Olèrdola, Sant Pere Molanta, Viladellops, Poligon Industrial de Sant Pere Molanta y Poligon Industrial el Clot de Moja.
La antigua ciudad amurallada se encuentra en la colina de San Miguel de Olérdola, de 358 m de altura. En tiempos pasados se la conocía también con el topónimo de Olérdula. En un documento del 979 es nombrada como civitate Olerdula.
Los hallazgos arqueológicos más antiguos corresponden al inicio de la Edad de Bronce (2000-1800 AC), pero no será hasta el inicio del periodo siguiente -Edad de Hierro- que se encuentra un poblado con una muralla (siglos VIII-VII AC). Los íberos, de la tribu de los cosetanos, se instalaron también en la montaña aprovechando la muralla existente, y construyeron casas parcialmente recortadas en la roca (siglos IV-V aC).
La organización territorial y social comienza a cambiar a partir del siglo II aC y, especialmente, durante la centuria siguiente, con la llegada de los romanos a la península ibérica. Los íberos no abandonan Olèrdola, pero, poco a poco, adoptan las nuevas costumbres y conviven con los soldados romanos.
Durante el siglo I aC, conviven en Olèrdola los íberos y los soldados que se ocupan de la fortificación romana. En este momento, se levantan obras de infraestructura (la muralla, la cisterna y la torre atalaya) directamente planificadas y dirigidas por la autoridad romana, que tendrán, sin embargo, una corta etapa de pleno funcionamiento, poco más de 50 años, con utilizaciones residuales o secundarias durante el alto y bajo imperio. El castellum de Olèrdola estaba directamente relacionado con la protección militar y el control del territorio y las vías de comunicación alrededor de la capital, Tarraco.
La ciudad volvió a entrar en la historia en el año 930 cuando el conde Suñer I trató de repoblar la zona y en especial esta posición estratégica y buena para la defensa, que habría de servir como atalaya avanzada contra la invasión musulmana y que llegó a ser enclave militar hasta la conquista de Tarragona, ganada a los árabes en 1089.
Durante ese periodo de tiempo mantuvo la categoría de capital del Penedés y condado. Tras la conquista de Tarragona perdió su importancia estratégica y más tarde en 1108 fue destruida por los almorávides. Fue repoblada de nuevo, pero sus habitantes empezaron a establecerse en lugares más llanos, con miras al desarrollo de la agricultura y de esta manera surgió la ciudad de Villafranca del Penedés.
Más info: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ol%c3%a8rdola, www.diba.es/parcsn/parcs/p11m114s706.asp
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Palau del Baró de Quadras ( back façade)
History and description:
This house was projected by Josep Puig i Cadafalch and built in 1904-1906.
The Baró de Quadras commissioned Puig i Cadafalch in 1900 to build his new house in Barcelona after to finish his palace in Maçanes.
The building is located in a narrow space between two important streets of Barcelona, due to this reason it has two completely different façades.
The main façade on Diagonal Avenue is a mixture of gothic and "plateresc" styles - following Permanyer - whit, as a result, a very rich decoration.
The interior has some Moslem influence and fortunately, don't needed to be strongly modified to adapt it to the Casa Àsia.
The back façade is more conventional with a decoration remembering the Sezesionstyl.
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I wonder if anybody knows in which country this special tattoo is used. I have never seen this special tattoos on the fingertips, toes and on the sole of the foot.
Gatekeeper, also known as a Hedge Brown, seen on the way down to the beach at Three Cliffs Bay, The Gower, Wales. Olloclip macro @ 7x, tweaked in Snapseed on iPhone.
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__.__.1976 Auslieferung an DR - Deutsche Reichsbahn "132 384-9"
14.08.1976 Abnahme
01.01.1992 Umzeichnung in "232 384-8"
01.01.1994 => DB AG - Deutsche Bahn AG, GB Traktion "232 384-8"
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Kids playing volley and basket in the streets of La Havana, late afternoon. For a brief moment, the 2 balls happened to coincide with both hands of the player. The kind of magic which is too fast for the eye to see, only the camera ! No crop.
Won 2nd place on the French HP Street Photography contest.
Part of Cuba
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my mom lived in a little apartment in athens. after we lost her, we decided to ship her belongings back to her family's house in chios. they had been delivered to the moving company's warehouse a couple of weeks ago, but i had to go unlock the old, unlived-in, stone house, and let the movers in.
i had just visited the place over the summer with my immediate family and mom... i remember thinking that i might not go to chios again. i never thought that it would be mom who would never return.
there was no point sleeping tuesday night because i had to start early wednesday morning to catch a 6:15 flight. we landed at 7, i picked up the rented car and started to drive towards vrontados. the cold and rain matched my bitter mood as i followed the east coast. i glanced over towards turkey as the world turned blue. there was to be no glorious sunrise -- just troubled, turbulent sky.
i stopped next to the familiar windmills and tried to get a few shots. having no umbrella, i limited my attempts to brief lulls in the rain. finally, it was time for businesses to start their day, so i made my way up to the house and made the phone call to the movers that i'd arrived.
the house is on the slopes of mount epos and faces east. it's very old, built in the 1860s, and not the most comfortable of places -- but we sometimes visit in the summer. in fact, i'd never seen it in the winter. it looked different... the colors were dark and rich -- some trees were stark and brittle, but the normally dry wild grass in the yard was lush.
the movers came and left.
i hugged our neighbor, despina, when i saw her. she had just lost her own mother last year -- and she loved my mom too -- so we had a good deal to talk about, strangely, for the very first time. she was kind to me and even cooked a wonderful lunch. she cried, i cried. it was hard.
as evening fell, i took a last look at the house. this time, i wanted to save a mental picture only. i said goodbye to despina and drove back to the airport. i felt shattered but still wanted to stop at the harbor along the way to snap a few -- i haven't even looked at them yet. i doubt they're ok but, if they're even halfway decent, i'll post them.
i've placed this on the map.
on the blog: toomanytribbles.blogspot.com/2010/01/windmills-of-her-min...
Port Vell - Barcelona (Spain).
Today is the Saint's Day of Eulalia, or commonly Laia in Catalonia. My daughter's name is Laia. :-)
Hoy es el Santo de las Eulalias (al menos las de Barcelona), comumnente Laies en Catalunya (Laia en singular). Mi hija se llama Laia. :-)
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In January 1918, a schooner sporting three masts and named Carmen Flores was launched at the beach of Torrevieja. The vessel was active for almost 80 years, during which time it underwent various modifications and changes of name. Between 1928 and 1975 it was a motor sailer and went by the names of the Puerto de Palma and the Cala San Vicenç. As of 1975, by which time it was called the Sayremar Uno, it operated as an auxiliary ship for underwater work. The vessel continued to work in that capacity until 1997, the year in which the Museu Marítim de Barcelona acquired it through an auction. Now the schooner is renamed Santa Eulàlia in honour of one of Barcelona’s patron saints.
More info: www.museumaritimbarcelona.com/default.asp?idApartado=109
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Saint Eulàlia (Aulaire, Aulazia, Ollala, Eulària) (ca. 290-12 February 303), co-patron saint of Barcelona, was a thirteen-year-old Roman Christian virgin who suffered martyrdom in Barcelona during the persecution of Christians in the reign of emperor Diocletian. There is some dispute as to whether she is the same person as Saint Eulalia of Mérida, whose story is similar.
For refusing to recant her Christianity, the Romans subjected her to thirteen tortures; including:
- Putting her into a barrel with knives (or glass) stuck into it and rolling it down a street (according to tradition, the one now called Baixada de Santa Eulalia "Saint Eulalia's descent").
- Cutting off her breasts.
- Crucifixion on an X-shaped cross. She is depicted with this cross, the instrument of her martyrdom.
- Finally, decapitation.
A dove flew from her neck after decapitation. This is one point of similarity with the story of Eulalia of Mérida, in which a dove flew from the girl's mouth at the moment of her death. In addition, Eulalia of Mérida's tortures are sometimes enumerated among the Barcelona martyr's, and the two were similar in age and year of death.
Eulalia is commemorated with statues and street names throughout Barcelona. Her body was originally interred in the church of Santa Maria de les Arenes (St. Mary of the Sands; now Santa Maria del Mar, St. Mary of the Sea). It was hidden in 713 during the Moorish invasion, and only recovered in 878. In 1339, it was relocated to an alabaster sarcophagus in the crypt of the newly-built Cathedral of Santa Eulalia. The festival of Saint Eulalia is held in Barcelona for a week around her feast day on February 12.
Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Eulalia_of_Barcelona
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En enero de 1919 se botó en la playa de Torrevieja un pailebote de tres palos que fue bautizado con el nombre de Carmen Flores. Durante los casi ochenta años en los que el barco estuvo en activo sufrió diferentes transformaciones y cambios de nombre. Entre 1928 y 1975 fue motovelero con los nombres de Puerto de Palma y Cala San Vicenç. A partir de 1975, con el nombre de Sayremar Uno, fue barco auxiliar para trabajos submarinos, actividad que realizaba cuando el Museo Marítimo de Barcelona lo adquirió en subasta en 1997. Actualmente recibe el nombre de Santa Eulàlia en honor de la compatrona de la ciudad.
Más info: www.museumaritimbarcelona.com/default.asp?idApartado=109&...
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Eulalia de Barcelona (llamada también Ollala o Eulària) (h. 290 - 12 de febrero de 303), mártir cristiana.
Según la tradición cristiana, Eulalia de Barcelona vivió cerca de Barcina, Hispania (actual Barcelona, España) en los tiempos del emperador Diocleciano (284-305) durante el siglo III o IV, siendo papa Marcelino.
Durante la persecución de los cristianos en la región, Eulalia, una muchacha de entre 13 y 15 años escapó de una casa de campo donde sus padres la habían encerrado para que no se entregase a las autoridades, abiertamente confesó su fe y fue entregada al martirio.
Fue víctima de diferentes tormentos y murió en la cruz, si bien hay serias dudas sobre la historicidad de la narración de su martirio.
De acuerdo con la tradición, uno de estos tormentos consistió en lanzarla rodando dentro de un tonel lleno de vidrios rotos por la calle (actualmente llamada Baixada de Santa Eulàlia -Bajada de Santa Eulalia-), donde hay una imagen de la santa en una pequeña capilla.
Dice la leyenda que fue clavada desnuda en una cruz de forma de 'X' (forma conocida como cruz de Santa Eulalia). En aquel momento para preservar su intimidad le crecieron los cabellos y comenzó a nevar.
Al final de su oración de que el Señor la tomara a Su Reino, la gente vio volar hacia el cielo de su boca una paloma blanca.
Fue canonizada y se considera santa tanto por la Iglesia Católica Romana, como por la Ortodoxa.
Sus despojos fueron localizados en 878 por el obispo Frodoi y trasladados solemnemente a la catedral.
I'm amazed I managed to rally in time to get this shot done today before Lost tonight. Let me back up. I went to Urgent Care this morning to get my leg checked out since I still can't walk. Turns out I tore my calf muscle and fascia in my right leg. The good news is that I didn't rupture my achilles tendon, so I won't need surgery. The bad news is that it's going to be 4-6 weeks before I can even think about running, jumping, playing soccer, or anything else that I actually want to do with my leg. But I'm thankful because it could be worse. I have to keep reminding myself of that. Anyway, the doctor gave me a prescription for Percocet to help with the pain. I had some issues with nausea when I took Vicodin a few years back, so he thought Percocet would be a good alternative.
WRONG!
About forty-five minutes after taking it, I hit a brick wall of nausea and was completely laid up for the rest of the afternoon, petrified that I was going to throw up. Did I mention that I do NOT throw up? I do everything in my power to avoid it at all costs, no matter what. Even when I know I will feel better afterwards. No thank you. Anyway, today sucked. That's pretty much the point of the story. But I managed to get this shot off for this week's Emulation Challenge in My Face is My Canvas. Can you believe this is our 25th week of emulation challenges??? If you haven't already checked out the group and you have even the slightest interest in face art photography, you owe it to yourself to stop by. And for those of you who haven't played in a while...hey, we miss you! ;)
Ok, time to watch the rest of last week's Lost in preparation for tonight's episode. Michelle and Daynna, prepare for the onslaught of texts and BBMs.
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365 Days (self portraits): Day 343
My Face is My Canvas: Emulation #25
This is the last night you’ll spend alone
Look me in the eyes so I know you know
I’m everywhere you want me to be
The last night you’ll spend alone
I’ll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go
I’m everything
You need me to be
I won’t let you say goodbye
And I’ll be your reason why
I love Skillet. I'm going to be seeing them in a little less than 2 weeks! WOOT!!!!
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Recomiendo verla en grande. Large View.
Esta foto se la quería dedicar a aquellos que les gustan las fotos callejeras, que a mi tanto me gustan pero que por mi vergüenza me cuesta tanto practicar. Me siento extraño robando la intimidad de personas que no conozco.
Se la dedico especialmente a dos maestros en este arte, a mi paisano Ariasgonzalo y a Wilillo, porque me hacen disfrutar mucho con este tipo de fotos.
La foto fue tomada en una callejuela de Segovia y me llamó mucho la atención la forma de la calle y el duro camino que le fataba a la señora por recorrer, con su compra diaria en la mano.
Etimología
Aún siendo desconocido el origen de la palabra ;azafrán es muy similar su denominación en distintas lenguas habiendo sobrevivido sin casi alteración en árabe (záfaran), inglés (saffron), francés (safran), italiano (zafferano), hindú, griego, etc. Un posible origen es el de la palabra del francés antiguo safran, que deriva del latín safranum y que proviene de la palabra árabe asfar que significa amarillo y es parónimo de záfaran
Orígenes
Existen referencias del azafrán que datan del año 2300 a. C. A partir de esta fecha son variadas y diversas las referencias sobre su uso en ritos y ceremonias religiosas, en medicina, en la gastronomía, etc.
Una definitiva identificación del azafrán data de 1.700- 1.600 a. C. en una pintura en el palacio de Minos en Knossos en Creta. Otro fresco data de 1.500 a. C. y presenta a una joven cosechando azafrán ceremoniosamente, ha sido descubierto recientemente en Akrotiri en la isla de There. El azafrán es recolectado, picando la flor entera en Minos mientras que las jóvenes de Teran picán solo los estigmas directamente.
En Egipto sobre el 1.000 a.C el azafrán pudo ser usado en embalsamamientos ó más tarde ocasionalmente para colorante de mortajas en donde las momias eran cubiertas, amarillo las hembras y rojo los machos. El azafrán era un importante colorante en la Grecia antigua y en Roma era usado para colorear la ropa de matrimonio. En otro tiempo fue usado como tintes para el pelo por los romanos.
Los griegos lo consideraban como un perfume sensual. Fue esparcido en los vestíbulos, patios, y teatros griegos y en baños romanos; las calles de Roma fueron rociadas con un azafrán cuando Nerón entró en la ciudad.
El azafrán tuvo extraordinaria importancia en el concepto comercial. Comercialmente sigue siendo un artículo importante (especialmente en España). En la Edad Media era la única especia que se cultivaba en Cataluña (tanto en la parte que actualmente està en España como en el Riberal del Rosellón, actualmente en Francia) y Comunidad Valenciana. El azafrán catalán de la Horta de Sant Joan era reconocido por su alta calidad nacional e internacionalmente y uno de los centros de venta más importantes del mediterráneo tanto en la baja edad media como en la edad moderna. Otro foco comercial era Venecia, cuyos compradores principales eran los alemanes. Empleados especiales que formaban parte del Ufficio dello Zafferano e iban armados, se encargaban de la inspección de los comerciantes de azafrán y de evitar que este fuese falsificado. La importancia del comercio del azafrán en Alemania se deduce ya del hecho de que en 1.448 se registró en Verona una partida de azafrán destinada a Alemania que fue evaluada en 10.000 ducados.
Cultivo del azafrán en España
El cultivo del azafrán parece haberse extendido del Oriente al Occidente.
A mediados del siglo X se cultiva esta planta en España, en donde probablemente fue introducida por los árabes. El consumo del azafrán fue continuamente aumentando en la Edad Media extendiéndose a través de la Europa cristiana hasta Inglaterra.
España es actualmente el segundo país productor de azafrán del mundo, y dispone de una denominación de origen protegida para el que se produce en Castilla. Además de en Castilla, se sigue produciendo en Cataluña y en Aragón, donde ya se había cultivado en las edades media y moderna. El azafrán catalán ya tenía por entonces gran prestigio internacional y era la especia más consumida en la cocina tradicional de la época.
Se necesitan 85.000 flores para lograr recolectar un kilogramo de azafrán.
En Ojos Negros (Teruel) siempre se cultivó este producto. Ahora, por lo laborioso del mismo se ha dejado de producir. Estas flores han crecido en una maceta en Teruel.
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Another build for RogueOlympics and this week’s category of “Risk”. With such a broad prompt it took me a while to decide how exactly to approach it. In the end I fell back on one of my favorite childhood themes, Power Miners. Which led to lots of fun, and even a simple function on the mining vehicle as when lowered the orange ‘drill’ rolls with the vehicle. 100 parts used this time.
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Starlings are small to medium-sized passerine birds in the family Sturnidae. The name "Sturnidae" comes from the Latin word for Starling, sturnus. Starlings occur naturally in the Old World, from Europe, Asia and Africa, to northern Australia and the islands of the tropical Pacific. Several European and Asian species have been introduced to these areas as well as North America, Hawaii and New Zealand, where they generally compete for habitat with native birds and are considered to be invasive species.
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A young buck strolls though the park as the sun breaks though the Pacific fog deep in the redwood forest. My wife and while out driving without knowing where we were going had accidentally discovered a nearby redwood park that was often laden with fog from San Francisco Bay. At the time, all I had was a simple point and shoot Olympus camera and we didn't have all the filters you would have with an SLR camera and I had not yet learned to use the manual modes. The walk through the park remarkable but unfortunately the camera just wasn't up to the task of taking the pictures under these conditions.
I never throw away an image and I was glad I held on to this one. As I was digging though my old photographs and realized that this shot had some potential especially given that I've learned a lot about Camera RAW And Photoshop. One of the things I had recently learned was that you could load the old JPEG images in Camera RAW. With a bit of work in Camera RAW and then Photoshop, I had a photograph that reminded me of that day and made hanging on to the image worth it all.
Olympus C5050Z
f / 1.8
s 1/30s
ISO 78
A cheap tripod
Processed in:
Adobe Camera RAW 5.5
Photoshop CS4
Darv
© Darvin Atkeson
Rupit, Barcelona (Spain).
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ENGLISH
The Flintstones is an animated American television sitcom which ran from 1960 to 1966 on ABC.
The Flintstones is about a working class Stone Age man's life with his family and his next door neighbor and best friend. The first prime time cartoon geared for adults, the show originally aired from 1960 to 1966, on the ABC network. It was also ABC's first series to be televised in color. While the show was originally syndicated by Screen Gems (until 1981, then DFS Program Exchange from, and then Turner Program Services), Warner Bros. Television later acquired the rights (through parent Time Warner's purchase).
The show is set in the town of Bedrock in the Stone Age era. The show is an allegory to American society of the mid-to-late 20th century; in the Flintstones' fantasy version of the prehistoric past, dinosaurs, saber-toothed tigers, woolly mammoths, and other long extinct animals co-exist with barefoot cavemen, who use technology equivalent to that of the 20th century, largely through the use of various animals. The characters drive cars made out of stone or wood and animal skins and powered by foot.
More info: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Flintstones
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CASTELLANO
Los Picapiedra (en inglés The Flintstones), es una serie animada de la productora Hanna-Barbera Productions, y ha sido una de las series más exitosas de la historia. Apareció por primera vez al aire a través de la cadena estadounidense ABC el 30 de septiembre de 1960 hasta el primero de abril de 1966 con un total de 166 episodios además de algunos especiales y películas que se han hecho.
La acción tiene lugar en un pueblo llamado Piedradura ("Bedrock") en la Edad de Piedra, pero con una sociedad idéntica a la de los Estados Unidos a mediados del siglo pasado.
Es un mundo fantástico en el que los dinosaurios, los tigres dientes de sable, los mamuts y otros animales hoy extintos coexistían con los humanos, quienes usaban tecnología similar a la del siglo XX, pero en la que los animales sustituian a los aparatos eléctricos. Los personajes conducían automóviles formados por troncos de madera (troncomóviles), ruedas de piedra, en los que el motor era sustituido por el empuje de los pies de sus ocupantes. Las vestimentas eran de piel animal.
Más info: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Los_Picapiedra
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Listen Spirit of the sea Blackmore's Night
I took a walk along the shore
To clear my mind about the day,
I saw a man I´d seen before
As I approached he slipped away...
I knew his face from years ago,
His smile stays with me ever more
His eyes, they guide me through the haze
And give me shelter from the storm...
As I walk I can feel him,
Always watching over me...
His voice surrounds me,
My Spirit of the Sea...
He went away so long ago,
On a maiden voyage far away
A young man then I did not know,
His life was taken that same day...
And it was almost like he knew
He wouldn´t see me anymore
He looked so deeply in my eyes, and said
"Wait for me along the shore..."
And so I come most every day,
To watch the waves rise and fall,
And as I sit here on the sand,
This ocean makes me feel so small...
But I feel my lover by my side,
And he makes me follow my own heart
We´ll be together some sweet day
When that day comes we´ll never part...
When that day comes we´ll never part...
Wait for me along the shore...
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it came it came !! I wrote it !! I wrote it !!!! I can't believe it !!
if wasn’t in my pjs and with the plate in my mouth id shoot right now but there's no way I'm shooting right now! So I'm posting this outtake.
I was gonna post the right photo from the 3 of these I've posted but then decided on this one I think the pose is allot more confident and I like how I posted that first photo of me blurred and where I've come to
I wish I had what I wrote in English but I don’t and I think it will be a while till I translate it. But I really felt my grandmother here with me helping me and I even cried while writing it I just feel like " this is it" and I've only used 1 paragraph from what I've written in the past 4 days, I just sat and blurred it all out. Just felt amazing like I said when it comes to me it comes and when it doesn’t it doesn’t… and ill shit up now
The ‘Bon Ami Point Range Front’ lighthouse was constructed on Inch Arran Point in 1870. It was built to guide steamers and other vessels to safety at night. Prior to the construction of the lighthouse, a woman by the name of Marie-Louise (Landry) Arsenault, the "medicine-woman" whose house was very close to Inch Arran, placed a bright light in one of her windows to guide her sons, who were captains of the boats coming into Dalhousie. Mrs. Arsenault did this for many years before it was decided that an actual lighthouse would be built nearby. Under the Federal Heritage Buildings Policy, the Bon Ami lighthouse became recognized as a Federal Heritage Building on September 5, 1991. To this day the lighthouse remains in operation and in clear weather, can be seen at a distance of 16 miles. It is a perfect spot for panormanic photographs, birdwatching, and it is a stone's throw from the Inch Arran Park campground where you will find a gift shop featuring local crafts and artwork as well as a Visitor Information Centre.
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Macro Focus on MV Zuiderdam from Holland America Line in the Gatun Locks Panama Canal.
Ex #7 First time I had been here when the tide was out, totally different place. I scrambled around for 20mins looking for a spot to get the sunrise, then came back to where I had started.
To see the sphinx better look Here
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خذني معك لا اصير جسمٍ بلا روح
حيث انها تقفى الا اقفيت روحي
...
ارحم خفوقٍ بين الاضلاع له نوح
عقبك يعلم ساجع الورق نوحي
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ليلي يطول ان غبت من غير مصلوح
و ان جا النهار اطول و عيا يروح
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لو ضامني وقتي ترى الوقت مسموح
و عيني تشوفك يا مداوي جروحي
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باب المحبة لك مدى الدهر مفتوح
و عن حب غيرك فيه تسعين لوح
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سري بحبك دايم الدوم مفضوح
لوما نطقت دموع عيني تبوح
La Mussara, Tarragona (Spain).
EnFoCa: 2ª KDD - "Los Castillejos" i La Mussara [22/03/2009].
ENGLISH
La Mussara is a town in Tarragona that has been left about 50 years ago. It is on the edge of a cornice of the Muntanyes de Prades, at 990m. height, and thence there are spectacular views of all Tarragona.
It appears mentioned in documents in 1173 where it states that the town already was inhabited. The church of La Mussara appears mentioned in a bull of Celestine III in 1194. The temple maintained the category of parish until in 1534 it passed to depend on the one on Vilaplana. Nowadays about the church of San Salvador, built on the previous one of gothic style, it only left the four walls and the bell tower of 1859. As peculiar things of this town, it was named ranas to its inhabitants because when it rained a little, it formed a great pool in the only street of the town. Also from here it comes the Catalan saying “baixar de La Mussara” (to lower of La Mussara), equivalent to the Castilian “bajar de la higuera” or “bajar de la parra”.
The Mussara gave up exist officially in January 1960, and nobody knows so that of its depopulation. It is attributed mainly to the phylloxera plague, but that is not a zone in which the culture of the grapevine is important, reason why almost surely that the abandonment could have to the water shortage... or simply that the population was scattered and there they lacked the more basic things like a doctor, a rector, electricity or telephone. All this halo of mystery in the disappearance of the town and the place in which it has given cause to a series of histories and legend that borders the fantasy and the superstition, cataloguing La Mussara like a “damn town”.
Inside the church and in the cemetery black masses are celebrated. Proof of it is the esoteric symbols that sometimes appear painted in the walls. In many corners of the town also they are deposited branches of flowers. There is one who has heard helmets of horses in the neighborhood of the church, or even chimes of the same church (that does not have bell). There is people who say to feel a species of call that it impels to him to go to La Mussara. A friend mine, who is neighboring of the zone, commented me that some years ago a man raised in his car, stopped minutes next to the pool, and soon he went at full speed to the precipice of the viewpoint.
Some hikers who have themselves bold to spend the night there have seen luminous shades, or figures moving between the houses and losing themselves behind the trees. Even there are witnesses of UFO sightings. But in which they agree more most of phenomena it is in the cold fog that appears suddenly and that it disorients people immersed in her, in such a way that what for them can seem minutes, soon they discover in its clocks that have spent hours. The electrical apparatuses also are altered.
From remote times to well entered 20th century, that zone has been land of witches. It counts the legend that during the carlists wars soldiers went to the cemetery of La Mussara to unearth a carlist general called Cercós (really Isidre Pàmies i Borràs, named general for a reason or purpose posthumous by Carlos VII) to shoot it (or to hang it, according to other sources), although already was dead. The fog confused to them and unearthed and shot the body of a old witch (l'àvia Boronada). This caused that the fog thickened still more to his around and that the soldiers fled terrified when occurring account of the error. One tells that this unleashed a curse on them.
Another legend talks about a rock near, which who steps on it or it jumps it passes to a parallel dimension, “Vila del Sis” (Town of the Six). It is know the case of a pair of “boletaires” (pickers of mushrooms) that went by the zone looking for mushrooms in October 1991. They were speaking one with another one calmly, watching the ground, when one of them, Enrique Martinez Ortiz, it let respond, and until now it has not been known nothing else about him. He was neighboring of the place and he perfectly knew the land, reason why doubt that was had lost. Searches by the zone were organized during days, with the participation of soldiers of a close barracks, with unfruitful result.
It is all truth or lie, which is clear is that La Mussara is a place surrounded by natural beauty by its landscape, and of mystery by its undocumented history.
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CASTELLANO
La Mussara es un pueblo de Tarragona que lleva unos 50 años abandonado. Está al borde de una cornisa de las Muntanyes de Prades, a unos 990m. de altura, y desde allí hay unas vistas espectaculares de toda Tarragona.
Aparece citado en documentos de 1173 donde consta que el pueblo estaba ya habitado. La iglesia de La Mussara aparece citada en un bula de Celestino III de 1194. El templo mantuvo la categoría de parroquia hasta que en 1534 pasó a depender de la de Vilaplana. Hoy en día de la iglesia de San Salvador, construída sobre la anterior de estilo gótico, sólo quedan las cuatro paredes y el campanario de 1859. Como cosas curiosa de este pueblo, a sus habitantes se les llamaba ranas porque cuando llovía un poco se formaba una gran charca en la única calle del pueblo. También de aquí proviene el dicho catalán "baixar de la Mussara" (bajar de la Mussara), equivalente al castellano "bajar de la higuera" o "bajar de la parra".
La Mussara dejó de existir oficialmente en enero de 1960, y nadie sabe el por qué de su despoblación. Se atribuye principalmente a la plaga de filoxera, pero aquella no es una zona en que el cultivo de la vid sea importante, por lo que casi seguro que el abandono se pudo deber a la escasez de agua... o simplemente que la población ya estaba muy diseminada y allí faltaban las cosas más básicas, como médico, rector, electricidad o teléfono. Todo este halo de misterio en la desaparición del pueblo y el lugar en que se encuentra han dado pie una serie de historias y leyendas que rozan la fantasía y la superstición, catalogando La Mussara como "pueblo maldito".
En el interior de la iglesia y en el cementerio se celebran misas negras. Prueba de ello son los símbolos esotéricos que a veces aparecen pintados por las paredes. En muchos rincones del pueblo también se encuentran depositados ramos de flores. Hay quien ha oído cascos de caballos en los alrededores de la iglesia, o incluso campanadas de la misma iglesia (que no tiene campana). Hay gente que dice sentir una especie de llamada que le impulsa a ir a La Mussara. Un amigo mío, que es vecino de la zona, me comentó que no hace muchos años un hombre subió en su coche, se detuvo unos minutos al lado de la charca, y luego se dirigió a toda velocidad al barranco del mirador.
Algunos excursionistas que se han atrevido a pasar la noche allí han visto sombras, o figuras luminosas moviéndose entre las casas y perdiéndose tras los árboles. Incluso hay testigos de avistamientos OVNI. Pero en lo que más coinciden la mayoría de fenómenos es en la fría niebla que aparece de repente y que desorienta a los que se ven inmersos en ella, de tal modo que lo que para ellos pueden parecer minutos, luego descubren en sus relojes que han pasado horas. Los aparatos eléctricos también se ven alterados.
Desde tiempos remotos hasta bien entrado el siglo XX, aquella zona ha sido tierra de brujas. Cuenta la leyenda que durante las guerras carlistas unos soldados fueron al cementerio de La Mussara a desenterrar a un general carlista llamado Cercós (realmente Isidre Pàmies i Borràs nombrado general a título póstumo por Carlos VII) para fusilarlo (o colgarlo, según otras fuentes), aunque ya estuviera muerto. La niebla les confundió y desenterraron y fusilaron el cuerpo de una anciana bruja (l'àvia Boronada). Esto provocó que la niebla se espesara aún más a su alrededor y que los soldados huyeran despavoridos al darse cuenta del error. Se cuenta que esto desató una maldición sobre ellos.
Otra leyenda habla de una roca cercana, que quien la pisa o la salta pasa a una dimensión paralela, a la "Vila del Sis" (Villa del Seis). Se conoce el caso de una pareja de "boletaires" (recolectores de setas) que iban por la zona buscando setas en octubre de 1991. Iban hablando uno con otro tranquilamente, mirando al suelo, cuando uno de ellos, Enrique Martínez Ortiz, dejó de responder, y hasta ahora no se ha sabido nada más de él. Era vecino del lugar y se conocía perfectamente el terreno, por lo que se duda que se hubiera perdido. Se organizaron batidas por la zona durante días, con la participación de soldados de un cuartel próximo, con resultado infructuoso.
Sea todo ello verdad o mentira, lo que está claro es que La Mussara es un lugar rodeado de belleza natural por su paisaje, y de misterio por su historia indocumentada.
Más info: ca.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Mussara, www.franrecio.com/investigaciones/la_mussara_pueblo_maldi...
Reef Point - Moody Morning_B&W_6017
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I love mornings like this.
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Ultimas noticias de la nieve tras la borrasca
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Dans la vocifération blanche
d’une tempête,
on distingue quelquefois un flocon méritant.
Mais le tumulte ne peut se
l’adjoindre.
Délaissé,
il tombera seul, dans la lourdeur tragique
du temps.
(François Jacqmin, Belgique, né 1929.
Extrait de Le livre de la neige publié en 1990)
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Engtre los gritos blancos
de la tempestad,
se distingue a veces un copo benemérito
aislado.
Pero se pierde en el tumulto .
Abandonado,
se perderá en su soledad
y en la trágica inmensidad
del tiempo.
(François Jacqmin, Bélgica, 1929. Sacado de
El libro de la nieve, 1990, versión española K)
Photo: Pic du Midi de Bigorre, descente à ski de la face sud. L'oriflamme rouge.
Foto: Esperando turno junto al precipicio.
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es: SHIN'S BASS SOLO (1 of 1) /
EL SOLO DE SHIN (1 de 1)
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 01 of 48) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48.
LINKS:
- FOTOHISTORIAS en casa de Sheryl en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Hilo de las Fotohistorias de Shin y Yashiro en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Hilo de la Relación entre Shin y Yashiro en la sección de Penpals de Pullip .es
- Ayrin and Sheryl PHOTOSTORIES at Flickr
King Neptune and his court BIG On Black
King Neptune and his court ready to begin the ceremony.
King Neptune, Queen, five Police, Barber, Astronomer, Doctor and Nurse
Baptism on the line, also called equatorial baptism, is an initiation ritual sometimes performed as a ship crosses the Equator, involving water baptism of passengers or crew who have never crossed the Equator before. The ceremony is sometimes explained as being an initiation into the court of King Neptune.
The ritual is the subject of a painting by Matthew Benedict named The Mariner's Baptism and of a 1961 book by Henning Henningsen named Crossing the Equator: Sailor's Baptism and Other Initiation Rites.
After a rainy day a beatiful sunset.
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Posting a photograph regularly is very difficult job to a lazy man like me,so I always try to find interesting subject in common material…..
And always consciously looking for good photographs in everyday scenes to open up a whole new source of subject matter….
Here I try to give total pictorial qualities such as shape, form, pattern and texture…In this photograph; I also try to capture the atmosphere….
I use here, feather of a Macau bird with natural light, and a simple white board as a reflector to combines the compositional elements of shape, texture and tone….
Hope you like it……………….
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An abstract based on my Groyne Strain shot.
Thanks to Merillou who added a note to the original shot which I've used as a crop and to Tasha Downs who suggested the rotation.
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www.lounge.fm/ressort/entspannung/
kathika.com/travel-photo-of-the-day-iceberg-off-greenland/
innovationeye.wordpress.com/2009/10/11/community-manageme...
www.squidoo.com/planning-wedding-photography
thelastminuteblog.com/2009/07/29/how-to-keep-cool-during-...
openpolitics.com/2009/04/12/optimistic_assets_the_banking...
www.lounge.fm/2010/07/14/visuelle-erfrischung/
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triggerpit.com/2011/02/07/incredible-icebergs-37-pics/
wordful.com/5-gentle-seo-tips-for-creative-writers/
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A shot of a water bottle reflecting flickr from my pc monitor.
An idea probably subconciously inspired by Jane In Colours excellent work on Cross Polarisation (set) (please check it out if you haven't already!) .
I have also experimented with light through plastic water bottles (with water in them) in one of my earlier (Flickr infancy) shot CD Water Drops #2.
A cousin shot to abstract #8
Part of my bottles (Set)
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sooc.
well doesn't this look familiar?
no good unless you view here
Can you guess the movie?:
When you're young, everything feels like the end of the world.
But it's not.
It's just the beginning.
You might have to meet a few jerks,
but one day,
you're gonna meet a boy
who treats you the way you deserve to be treated.
Like the sun rises and sets with you.
Ok, so the real reason I uploaded this is because i was tagged by sara.kross. She's amazing! Check out her stream! I love all her photos so much :)
I know I did this before, but I've changed a lot since then. I thought I'd be a little more serious with this one and answer some questions i've gotten in my flickrmail. Maybe even ask you a few...hmmm?
1. I got the question "why don't you upload more pictures of yourself?" The answer to that is actually really simple. It's because I don't have a remote and I get tired of the ten second dash and the inability for my camera to focus is i'm not standing there the whole time. But hopefully, Christmas will be the time to fix that problem...
2. Someone also asked me where I got the models. My models are actually just friends from school. I live in an area where it seems like everyone is super skinny and gorgeous so it's not hard to find someone who looks like one, but i really love taking photos of girls that don't have that perfect body. I just wish that people would find a photo of someone they considered unattractive to be just as interesting as the ones of someone they do.
3. Another question was do you want to do this professionally. Um...i don't know yet...I know I probably wouldn't do it full time, even though I would like too. But my mom doesn't particularly approve of being a photographer, so i think i really want to be a third or fourth grade teacher and maybe take pictures during the summer?
Here come the facts and questions for you...
4. I'm adopted. Now tell me an interesting fact about you.
5. I greatly enjoy photography because the view from my side of the lens is only my own and no one else can see through it unless I allow them to through the photograph. What's your favorite part about photography?
6. I love love love getting together with other photographers and attempting to see their visions. I would love to do more of this (anyone live around here?). Do you prefer to work by yourself or with someone? Not necessarily in photography, just in general.
7. Music is a good escape for me. I love the sound of acoustics. In fact, I play/played the acoustic guitar. Not so much anymore, but I still play the piano quite often. Who/what's your favorite type of music, artist, etc.
8. Wow this is long. When I was reading through it I know I only read the bold parts. Are you only reading the parts that are bolded?
9. For Christmas, I would like a remote, money, a new journal for my overflowing quote book, a new living translation bible, and an air freshener for my car. It smells like something died in the back seat. Even if something did, i wouldn't notice because my car is so messy. For example, in my trunk, there is a cot, a guitar, a ton of fake flowers, lots of schoolwork, glitter, an easter basket, a basketball, costume jewelry, a fiddler on the roof record, a cowboy hat, lots and lots of clothes, etc. Seriously, there is a LOT of stuff in my car. So I have two questions...What do you want for Christmas? and What's weird in your car?
10. I enjoy solitude almost more than I enjoy being with people. I'm usually happier with people, but it doesn't give me time to think. Would you rather be alone in this world or constantly surrounded by people?
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