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The château is the seat of the duc de Sully, Henri IV's minister Maximilien de Béthune (1560-1641), and the ducs de Sully. It is a château-fort, a true castle, built to control one of the few sites where the Loire can be forded; the site has perhaps been fortified since Gallo-Roman times, certainly since the beginning of the eleventh century.[1] In 1218, Philip Augustus constructed a cylindrical keep to the south of the present enclosure, of which buried foundations remain. Guy de la Trémoille, inheriting the fortress, undertook the construction of the "Donjon", flanked by four towers, beginning in 1395. To one side was added the Petit Château in the sixteenth century to provide more agreeable accommodation; Sully remodelled it.
Sully bought the domaine in 1602, enlarged the park and the fortress; he strengthened the embankments of the Loire to protect the town from occasional flooding.
The Château de Sully-sur-Loire remained in the possession of the family until 1962 when it became a property of the Département du Loiret, and has since benefited from numerous restorations. It hosts a classical music festival each June. The château contains numerous tapestries (including a set of six seventeenth-century hangings, the Tenture de Psyché), paintings of Sully's ancestors and heirs, and seventeenth-century furnishings. Here is also the tomb of Sully and that of his second wife.
Henri IV never visited, but Mazarin and Anne of Austria took refuge here in March 1652 during the rigors of the Fronde, France's civil war. Turenne stayed here the same year, before his defeat of the Grand Condé at the battle of Bléneau. Later, in 1716 and again in 1719 the château sheltered Voltaire, when he had been exiled from Paris for affronting the Régent, Philippe, duc d'Orléans.
Château de Sully-sur-Loire is listed as a monument historique by the French Ministry of Culture.
Moonrise from Eugene. Mar 21 at 8:07pm. Just acquired a T-adapter so I could attach my camera to a small refractor. And using this moonrise to learn how to use this technique. Of the series, this one is my fav. Others from the series follow in chronological order. For those who name their Full Moons, this is the Worm Moon. It is not easy to tell if you have a sharp focus when you are shooting through a scope.
Thank you all for the kind comments and favs! I had no idea this photo would become so popular when I posted it. When I logged on the next day and saw 1,600 views and about 100 favs, I thought Flickr must be having a hiccup. Then a few days later it was up to #1 in Explore.
there is nothing I'm more aware of than how fragile I am.
Today is one of those days where I feel like the world is against me and lately that's all the time...school is over on friday, I don't know if it's a good thing or not, I need to pass junior year.
for everyone who is wondering what is written on my hand its talking about how fragile and breakable we are. I also wrote on my fingers "this will all be worth it, keep going" to motivate myself to finish writing all over my hand.
explored
118/365
June 6, 2010
"A murderer would never parade his crime in front of an open window..."
R is for Rear Window: the classic film directed by one of my favorites, Alfred Hitchcock. A thrilling taste of voyeurism, telephoto lenses, and romance between an invalid photographer and a piece of the Upper East Side's upper crust.
I thought of this shot about ten days ago, and have looked forward to it ever since. I really wanted to have a shot that was clearly inspired by one of my favorite directors and/or films, and I had great success doing it with Lost In Translation. But what sealed the deal with Rear Window was the fact that my stepfather had foot surgery and is in a cast/boot thing for six weeks. Pretty fortuitous ... plus, Jordy already did Psycho (props to him for making it funny and getting away with it), I am not even close to being able to have a scene from The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly, or No Country For Old Men and, well, those covered my favorite films by my favorite directors. I mean, okay. Yeah, I could have done the last two with a lot of time and effort, but it's not my fault the letter 'R' fell on a Monday I had work and two doctors' appointments!
I don't liken myself to Grace Kelly at all, and not just because she's blonde and infinitely more beautiful and royalty, (though those don't help) but because she is much more ladylike and, well, graceful. So ideally, this shot would be without me and in my place, a blonde and/or evidently graceful woman. However, I don't have either of those at my disposal; I was going to use my mother, since it felt a little weird (in theory) to be the Grace Kelly to my stepfather's Jimmy Stewart, but I got over it -- all for art's sake! :)
p.s. It's grainy for the old film feel -- but maybe it would be better without. Any thoughts??
p.p.s. two stills from the original movie: one and two
*Explored! Reached #140
Today I began a series at the Riverside Cemetery of Saddle Brook, NJ. I have never done this type of shooting before, and generally try to spend as little time as possible in a cemetery, considering that sooner or later I will do so permanently--anyway. :-)
Unless the light is of dramatic quality, most of the shots are pedestrian and forgettable.
But the beauty of Photoshop lies in its ability to facilitate emotional content in our images. And sometimes an image which finds itself inside the circular file gets a reprieve based on a second, thoughtful look. Such is the case with this one.
I love how the Ivy encroaches on this graveside, but also feel a twinge of sadness for a forgotten person with no more connection to succeeding generations. In many ways that is a more final death.
Back to Cape Cornwall. This is a Panorama from 4 vertical shots (roughly 180degree) , all with bracketing for later DRI blending (see my blog). The dynamic range is huge here because of facing into the sun and also shooting away from it. So actually I did 2 panoramas, one after the sun was out of view without lense flares and one with the sunstar and the magic light. Later in postproc I layered both DRI panos together in PS to paint out the lense flares.
It was quite a lot of work behind this shot, both during the shot where I used my Nodal Ninja and in postprocessing but I'm happy with the result! What do you think, does it keep up with my other Cornwall shots?
PS: You might guess from the dark foreground, that it was still very wet and slippery there and not easy to stay on your feet ;-)
cheers
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I was looking through some old photos tonight for a family project and this one from the La Sal Mountains in Utah jumped out at me so I decided to share it.
This was shot with my ancient Nikon 4500 4 mp point and shoot digicam. The resolving power is nowhere near my Nikon 17-35 2.8 on an SLR for landscapes, so some fine detail isn't there. Still it's fun to use a simple point and shoot to focus more on composition and the artsy details of an image and just work within the tech's limitations.
"Feels like you're miles from here,
in other towns with lesser names.
Where the unholy ghost doesn't tell
Mary or William exactly what they want to hear.
You remember the house on Ridge Road
told you and the Devil to both just leave me alone.
If this is salvation, I can show you the trembling.
You'll just have to trust me. I'm scared.
I am the patron saint of lost causes.
Aren't we all to you just near lost causes?
Aren't we all to you just lost
Tommy, you left behind
something that will mean everything right before you die.
What if you gained the whole world?
You've already lost four little souls from your life.
Widows and orphans aren't hard to find.
They're home missing daddy who's saving the abandoned tonight.
Wish your drinking would hurry and kill you.
Sympathy's better than having to tell you the truth.
That you are the patron saint of lost causes.
All you are to them is now a lost cause.
All you are to them is now, causes.
Billy, don't you understand?
Timothy stood as long as he could and now
you made his faith disappear.
More like a magician and less like a man of the cloth.
We're not questioning God.
Just those he chose to carry on His cross.
We're no better, you'll see.
Just all of us, the lost causes.
Aren't we all to you just lost causes?
Are we all to you lost?
Lost causes
So all we are to you,
Is all we are, is all we are
All we are is all we are
Patron Saint, are we all lost like you?
Take what you will and leave.
Could you kill, could you kill me
If the world was on fire
and nothing was left but hope or desire
And take all that I could require, is this love?
Or am I on the floor over-desperate?
Hold hands streaming of blood again?
And then take full weight of me
Guard my dreams, figure this out,
It's me on my own. Helpless, hurting, hell.
Will you stay strong as you promised?
Cause I'm stranded and bare.
Meanness is washed up and all that I have
is God. Take this and all,
Then grace takes me to a place
Of the father you never had
Ripping and breaking and tearing apart
This is not heaven
This is my hell."
Song: Fin
Played by: Anberlin
Heard this song coming home tonight, and while alot of the words are of Stephen Christian's own personal life experiences, the message and meaning behind this song hit me pretty hard, so i figured instead of going out and ruining it with a self portrait again, ill just do my regular post for today and share the song so you can listen and see if you like it or not. its basically about the dangers of putting your hope in wolves wearing sheep's clothes, and the last few lines are about the pain of purification and the suffering he endured for his faith.
This is another shot from the "secret" spot that John and i went to last week. have a great tuesday everyone!
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It is not a great photo, but it's my way to celebrate that today two years ago I quit smoking, and that has changed my life for better. I take advantage to encourage all the smokers to leave the vice, that although is difficult, it's possible. After 24 years smoking without stop, I chose the difficult walk, to leave it suddenly and without aid of nothing nor of nobody... and I can tell it.
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No es una gran foto, pero es mi manera de celebrar que hoy hace dos años que dejé de fumar, y eso me ha cambiado la vida para mejor. Aprovecho para animar a todos los fumadores a dejar el vicio, que aunque es difícil es posible. Tras 24 años fumando sin parar, yo elegí el camino difícil, de golpe y sin ayuda de nada ni de nadie... y puedo contarlo.
¡¡En el puesto 204 de Explore el 12/11/2008!!
"One does not sell the earth upon which the people walk"
~Crazy Horse~
"You are the White Eagle who has come to steal the road. The Great Father (the president) sends us presents and wants us to sell him the road, but the White Chief comes with the soldiers to steal it before the Indian says yes or no. I will talk with you no more. I will go now and fight you! As long as I live I will fight you for the last hunting grounds of my people."
~Red Cloud~
The following is from: montanagroups.com/p20.htm
"Battle of the Little Bighorn. A national monument with museum exhibits, an interpretive center, and ranger-led programs that commemorates the site of the Indian victory over Custer's 7th Cavalry."
"Montana's Little Bighorn Battlefield National Monument memorializes one of the last armed efforts of the Northern Plains Indians to preserve their ancestral way of life. Here in the valley of the Little Bighorn River on June 25 and 26, 1876, more than 260 US Army soldiers and attached personnel met defeat and death at the hands of several thousand Lakota and Cheyenne warriors. Among the dead were Lt. Col. George Armstrong Custer and every member of his immediate command."
"Although the Indians won this battle, they lost the war against the white man's efforts to end their independent plains culture."
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It is interesting to note that there were Native Americans fighting on both sides of this conflict. For some brief, but interesting, accounts of the battle from the Lakota and Cheyenne side of the conflict see the following page: www.snowwowl.com/histcuster.html
Here is one account from that page. It tells the story of Whirlwind, who was 16 years old.
"Whirlwind, a Cheyenne, charged after a war-bonnet Indian belonging with the whites. The enemy Indian bravely charged toward Whirlwind. The two men fired rifles at the same moment. Both of them fell dead. This was on the flat land just east of the river where the soldiers crossed."
There were no first hand accounts from the Custer side of the conflict.
Highly recommended.
This photo was taken one night in The Old Churchyard, an old graveyard located in the middle of Reykjavík.
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Caillou de Soques, Pyrénées-Atlantiques (France).
ENGLISH
The vanishing hitchhiker (or phantom hitchhiker) is a reported phenomenon in which people travelling by vehicle meet with or are accompanied by a hitchhiker who subsequently vanishes without explanation, often from a moving vehicle. Vanishing hitchhikers have been reported for centuries and the story is found across the world, in many variants.
The archetypal modern vanishing hitchhiker is a figure seen in the headlights of a car travelling by night with a single occupant. The figure adopts the stance of a hitchhiker. The motorist stops and offers the figure a lift. The journey proceeds, sometimes in total silence, and at some subsequent point the passenger appears to vanish while the vehicle is in motion.
A common variant on the above involves the vanishing hitchhiker departing as would a normal passenger, having left some item in the car, or having borrowed a garment for protection against alleged cold (whether or not the weather conditions reflect this claim). The vanishing hitchhiker can also leave some form of information that allegedly encourages the motorist to make subsequent contact.
In such tellings, the garment borrowed is often subsequently found draped over a gravestone in a local cemetery. In this and in the instance of 'imparted information', the unsuspecting motorist subsequently makes contact with the family of a deceased person and finds that their sometime passenger fits the description of a family member killed in some unexpected way (usually a car accident) and that the driver's encounter with the vanishing hitchhiker occurred on the anniversary of their death.
More info: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vanishing_hitchhiker
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La autoestopista fantasma es una leyenda urbana. Al igual que la mayoría de estas historias, no tiene un origen definido y está dispersa por una extensa área geográfica. Aunque hay muchas versiones del relato, todas coinciden en que gente viajando en vehículos se encuentra con autoestopistas que luego desaparecen sin explicación alguna, generalmente en el propio vehículo en movimiento.
La leyenda circula desde hace siglos, y ha ido adaptándose a los cambios en el sistema de transporte. En las versiones más antiguas, la joven paraba a los jinetes para que la subieran al carruaje, o a la grupa de su caballo.
La leyenda cuenta que una joven vestida de blanco con un vestido rasgado (a veces de novia y otras de luto) se manifiesta frente a los viajeros a la vera de los caminos, por lo general cerca de una curva peligrosa. Les pide a éstos que la lleven; cuando sube, se dice que transcurre un tiempo en absoluto silencio hasta que ella, misteriosamente, desaparece del vehículo en movimiento. Se suele contar luego que el viajero termina enterándose que la mujer había muerto en un accidente o de alguna forma trágica. La versión que la viste con traje de bodas afirma que murió con su novio.
El propósito de la aparición varía: en ocasiones, alerta al conductor sobre una curva peligrosa, precisamente aquella en la que murió; otra veces, causa la muerte del conductor, al no alertarle del peligro de la curva. Actualmente circulan múltiples versiones de la leyenda, identificadas con títulos como La chica de la curva, La curva de la muerte, La muchacha del baile, La mujer de blanco, etc.
Mejor pincha aquí para ver en grande sobre negro o pulsa 'L'.
Better click here to view this large on black or press 'L'.
© Derechos de Autor. Esta fotografía no podra usarse sin mi consentimiento escrito.
© All rights reserved, don´t use this image without my permission.
Huesca: Album/Set
Castillos/castles: Album/Set
Paisajes/landscapes: Album/Set
Panoramics: Album/Set
Explore: 16 Jan 2011 in # 9 [Frontpage]
Canon 450D + CANON EF24-105 4L IS USM, @24mm, 1/40 sec, f/22, ISO 100
No Tripod, Date 04/08/2010 19:28:20
Panoramica compuesta por dos tomas, de la cara oeste del Castillo de Lorarre.
Panoramic of two shots, of the west side of Loare´s castle.
Hoy hace un año de mi comienzo en flickr, comienzos casi siempre duros, sino conoces gente que esté introducida en este pequeño mundo. Yo creo que flickr es un cajón en el que hay miles de buenas fotos y personas, que están por descubrir. Mención especial quiero hacer a mi cuñado Jesús, quien me introdujo en este mundo de flickr y me ayudo en mis comienzos.
Quiero agradecer a todos los que vitáis mi galería con asiduidad, a los que la han visitado en alguna ocasión, a los que os gusta comentar, etc... Porque gracias a todos tengo las fuerzas y la motivación para seguir adelante.
Esta fotografía que os quiero mostrar, posiblemente representa una de las variantes fotográficas que más me gusta. En exteriores, donde en gran medida intervienen las condiciones climatológicas y tienes que conjuntarte con ellos para conseguir algo irrepetible. Llevo un tiempo pensando en la fotografía que quería subir este día, y después de varias candidatas esta ha sido la elegida, el resto de ellas están o estarán pronto en mi galería.
En este tiempo, he tenido encuentros y desencuentros, pero sobre todo buenos momentos. He conocido a un grupo de personas con las que he tenido una mayor afinidad y ha crecido una bonita amistad, de la ahora estoy muy orgulloso. Entre ellos están Gema, Eber, Pilar, Teresa, Toñy, Anna, Nathalie, Javi, Raúl, Juanma, Jesús, Rafael, Jesús CM. Con algunos he compartido técnicas, opiniones o simplemente momentos inolvidables e incluso en algún caso conocernos en persona.
Espero seguir compartiendo con todos mi forma de ver las cosas bajo el prisma de mi cámara. Yo como apasionado de la fotografía, disfruto viendo vuestras fotografías, e incluso en muchos casos aprendo de vosotros.
English:
Today makes it a year since I opened my Flickr account. It is always difficult to begin in a place like this when you don't know anyone who has been around here for a while. I believe Flickr is like a big drawer where there are thousands of good photographs and people to be discovered. I'd like to thank my brother-in-law Jesús, who introduced me to Flickr and helped me in my beginnings.
I would also like to thank all the people who visit my photostream regularly, those who visit it occasionally, those who like leaving comments, etc.... because thanks to all these people I have the strength and the motivation to keep going.
This picture that I want to share with you, possibly represents one of the photographic variations I like the most. It's taken in the open, where the weather conditions play an important part and you have to adjust to them to capture something special. I have been thinking for a while which picture I would like to publish today and this has been my choice; the rest of the pictures that were in my final selection will also be published soon.
In this past year I have had good times and also misunderstandings. I got to know a group of people with whom I've shared more and become friends, of which I am very proud; among these: Gema, Eber, Pilar, Teresa, Toñy, Anna, Nathalie, Javi, Raúl, Juanma, Jesús, Rafael, Jesús CM. With some of them I've shared techniques, opinions or simply special moments and I have even met a few in person.
I hope to be able to go on sharing the world as I see it through my camera lense. Being myself passionate about photography, I enjoy looking at your pictures and in many cases, learning from you.
Tarifa, Cádiz (Spain).
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North gate of the Church of Santa Maria, built at the end of 13th century on one old Islamic mosque. Is located in the oldest zone of the City, square of Santa Maria, next to the City council and near the Castle of Guzmán el Bueno, the place known like the Fortress. He is one of the older religious buildings of the population and its rectangular plant is divided in three ships, being the central wider than the lateral ones. The neoclassic cover of its main facade deserves special mention.
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Puerta norte de la Iglesia de Santa María, levantada a finales del siglo XIII sobre una antigua mezquita islámica. Se encuentra situada en la zona más vieja de la Ciudad, Plaza de Santa María, junto al Ayuntamiento y cerca del Castillo de Guzmán el Bueno, lugar conocido como la Alcazaba. Es uno de los edificios religiosos más antiguos de la población y su planta rectangular se divide en tres naves, siendo la central más ancha que las laterales. Merece especial mención la portada neoclásica de su fachada principal.
My first visit here
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Madrid (Spain).
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The Jardines del Buen Retiro or Parque del Buen Retiro (literally "Gardens" or "Park of the Pleasant Retreat"), or simply El Retiro, the "Lungs of Madrid", is the main park of the city of Madrid, capital of Spain.
The Parque del Buen Retiro is a large and popular 1.4 km² (350-acre) park at the edge of the city center, very close to the Puerta de Alcalá and not far from the Museo del Prado. A magnificent park, filled with beautiful sculpture and monuments, galleries, a peaceful lake and host to a variety of events, it is one of Madrid's premier attractions. The park is entirely surrounded by the present-day city.
In 1505, at the time of Isabella I (r. 1474–1504) the Monasterio de Jerónimos was moved from an unsuitable location elsewhere to the present site of Iglesia de San Jerónimo el Real, and a new monastery built in Isabelline Gothic style. The royal family had a retreat built as part of the church.
King Philip II (r. 1556–1598) moved the Spanish court to Madrid in 1561. Philip had the Retiro enlarged by his architect Juan Bautista de Toledo, and formal avenues of trees were laid out. Here, at the Palacio del Buen Retiro, the king could withdraw during Lent, bringing the court with him.
The "Jardines del Buen Retiro" were extended in the 1620s, when Gaspar de Guzmán, Count-Duke of Olivares, Philip IV's powerful favourite, gave the king several tracts of land in the vicinity for the Court's recreational use. Olivares determined to build, in a place that the king liked, a royal house which should be superior to those villas that Roman nobles had lately been setting up in the hillyt outskirts of Rome. Although this second royal residence was to be built in what were then outlying areas of Madrid, it was actually not far from the existing Alcázar or fortress residence, and the location in a cool, wooded area proved to be ideal.
More info: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parque_del_Buen_Retiro
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Los Jardines del Buen Retiro, popularmente conocidos como El Retiro, son un parque de 118 hectáreas situado en Madrid. Es uno de los lugares más significativos de la capital española.
Los Jardines tienen su origen entre los años 1630 y 1640, cuando el Conde-Duque de Olivares (Don Gaspar de Guzmán y Pimentel), valido de Felipe IV (1621–1665), le regaló al rey unos terrenos que le habían sido cedidos por el Duque de Fernán Núñez para el recreo de la Corte en torno al Monasterio de los Jerónimos de Madrid. Así, con la reforma del Cuarto Real que había junto al Monasterio, se inició la construcción del Palacio del Buen Retiro. Contaba entonces con unas 145 hectáreas. Aunque esta segunda residencia real iba a estar en lo que en aquellos tiempos eran las afueras de la villa de Madrid, no estaba excesivamente lejos del alcázar y resultó ser un lugar muy agradable por estar en una zona muy boscosa y fresca.
Bajo la dirección de los arquitectos Giovanni Battista Crescenzi y Alonso Carbonell se construyeron diversos edificios, entre ellos el teatro del Buen Retiro que acogió representaciones teatrales de los grandes del Siglo de Oro, Calderón de la Barca y Lope de Vega. Perduran aún el Casón del Buen Retiro, antiguo Salón de Baile, el Museo del Ejército, antaño Salón de Reinos con sus paredes decoradas con pinturas de Velázquez, Zurbarán y frescos de Lucas Jordán y los jardines.
Éstos se levantaron al mismo tiempo que el palacio, trabajando en ellos, entre otros, Cosme Lotti, escenógrafo del Gran Duque de Toscana, y edificándose una leonera para la exhibición de animales salvajes y una pajarera para aves exóticas. El estanque grande, escenario de naumaquias y espectáculos acuáticos, el estanque ochavado o de las campanillas y la ría chica pertenecen a este período inicial.
A lo largo de la historia, en este conjunto se han ido efectuando modificaciones, no siempre planificadas, que cambiaron la fisonomía del jardín, como el Parterre diseñado durante el reinado de Felipe V (1700–1746), la Real Fábrica de Porcelana del Buen Retiro en tiempos de Carlos III (1759–1788) o el Observatorio Astronómico, obra de Juan de Villanueva, reinando Carlos IV (1788–1808). El rey Carlos III fue el primero en permitir el acceso de los ciudadanos al recinto, siempre que cumpliesen con la condición de ir bien aseados y vestidos.
Más info: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buen_Retiro
I've had this idea in my head for ages and don't know whether I had it before or after I saw Tim Wallace's (Ambient Life) shot. I like to think it was before, but if not well it's a total rip of his. I've been waiting for the exact conditions to get it and tonight they finally came together. The low sun and cloud formation worked a treat and the sea was sweeping in far enough to eradicate my foot prints but not strong enough to either move or wash away the chair.
All in all I'm pleased.
Things are kind of getting back to normal after the earthquake here in Chile..
This may sound cheesy but against mother nature we are nothing. A life time of work can be lost in a few seconds.
ps: about this pic.. yes it looks like Japan's Mount Fuji but it's call "el volcan Osorno"!
Tout va bien ici au Chili. Une très grande peur mais tout le monde que je connais est sains et saufs heureusement. Ça me fait réaliser par contre que nous sommes tous très petits face à tout ça et que nous pouvons tout perdre d'un instant à l'autre au Québec comme au Chili..
Evening jogger refreshing himself under the water sprays at Paris Plages. Inspired by Paris Steve's.
Part of "A stroll in Paris"
Cunit, Tarragona (Spain).
... with this song.
... con esta canción.
ENGLISH
The Carnival of Cunit is the oldest of the region of the Baix Penedès as we understand it at the moment since it is being celebrated of uninterrupted way from 1988; they are practically 2 weeks of different playful acts and celebration that has like central event great the cavalcade of carnival.
The cavalcade is celebrated the Saturday of carnival and is headed by Her Majesty Carnestoltes, “king of insolents” and the queen of carnival and her ladies (chosen in an act celebrated in the middle of August of the previous year); behind them it follows to him more than 60 groups of krewes and floats of all Penedès and part of Tarragona with a participation in 2006 of more than 4,500 different people disguised of thematic. The cavalcade leaves the railway station and finalizes in the square of Catalonia (square of the Casal). The route of cavalcade has a length of 3.5 kilometers where they are possible to be reunited up to 30,000 watching people (as much disguised as not). At the end of the cavalcade most of groups they go to the Platja de Calafell to make another cavalcade there.
The midnight after cavalcade is celebrated the great dance of carnival where they are distributed the prizes to the best groups as well as to the more original individual disguises, balconies and showcases of stores better adorned.
Sunday is celebrated the infantile carnival infantile with groups of animation and a "chocolatada" for the assistants when finalizing the act.
The carnivals finalize Wednesday with the burial of the sardine, in which is made a small cavalcade by the town taking for a walk the body of the Carnestoltes and finalizes in the station where is made popular "sardinada".
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CASTELLANO
El Carnaval de Cunit es el más antiguo de la comarca del Baix Penedès tal y como lo entendemos actualmente ya que lleva desde el 1988 celebrándose de manera ininterrumpida; prácticamente son 2 semanas de diferentes actos lúdicos y de fiesta que tiene como evento central la gran rúa de carnaval.
La rúa se celebra el sábado de carnaval y es encabezada por S.M. el Carnestoltes, "rei dels pocasoltes" y la reina de carnaval y sus damas (elegidas en un acto celebrado a mediados de agosto del año anterior); detrás de ellos le sigue más de 60 grupos de comparsas y carrozas de todo el Penedés y parte de Tarragona con una participación en el 2006 de más de 4.500 personas disfrazadas de diferentes temáticas. La rúa sale de la estación de ferrocarril y finaliza en la plaza de Cataluña (plaza del Casal). El recorrido de la rúa tiene una longitud de 3,5 kilómetros dónde se pueden reunir hasta 30.000 personas espectadoras (tanto disfrazadas como no). Al termino de ésta la mayoría de grupos se dirigen a La Platja de Calafell para realizar allí otra rúa.
La medianoche después de la rúa se celebra el gran baile de carnaval dónde se reparten los premios a los mejor grupos así como a los disfraces individuales más originales, balcones y escaparates de tiendas mejor adornados.
El domingo se celebra el carnaval infantil con grupos de animación y chocolatada para los asistentes al finalizar el acto.
Los carnavales finalizan el miércoles con el entierro de la sardina, en el cual se realiza una pequeña rúa por el pueblo paseando el cuerpo del Carnestoltes y finaliza en la estación dónde se realiza una sardinada popular.
Fuente: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cunit
EXPLORED!!
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Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit lonely
And you're never coming round.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit tired
Of listening to the sound of my tears.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit nervous
That the best of all the years have gone by.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit terrified
And then I see the look in your eyes.
Turnaround bright eyes
every now and then I fall apart.
Turnaround bright eyes
every now and then I fall apart.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit restless
And I dream of something wild.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit helpless
And I'm lying like a child in your arms.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit angry
And I know I've got to get out and cry.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit terrified
But then I see the look in your eyes.
Turnaround bright eyes
every now and then I fall apart.
Turnaround bright eyes
every now and then I fall apart.
And I need you now tonight
and I need you more than ever
And if you'll only hold me tight we'll be holding on forever
And we'll only be making it right cause we'll never be wrong together
We can take it to the end of the line.
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark.
We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks.
I really need you tonight - forever's gonna start tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight.
Once upon a time I was falling in love but now I'm only falling apart.
There's nothing I can do - a total eclipse of the heart.
Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only love in the dark.
Nothing I can say - a total eclipse of the heart.
Turnaround bright eyes
turnaround bright eyes.
Turnaround
every now and then I know you'll never be
The boy you always wanted to be.
Turnaround
but every now and then I know you'll always be
The only boy who wanted me the way that I am.
Turnaround
every now and then I know there's no one
In the universe as magical and wonderous as you
Turnaround
every now and then I know
There's nothing any better and there's nothing that I just wouldn't do.
Turnaround bright eyes
everynow and then I fall apart.
Turnaround bright eyes
everynow and then I fall apart.
And I need you now tonight
and I need you more than ever
...
Once upon a time I was falling in love but now I'm only falling apart...
A total eclipse of the heart
a total eclipse of the heart.
Turnaround bright eyes
turnaround bright eyes
turnaround.
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Bare SB24 Camera Right Lighting up Turquoise Wall
SB800 in Shoot Thru Brolly Camera Right to Light up Models
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Nikon D300
Sigma 18-50mm 2.8
Pocket Wizard Plus II's
Another shot from the 2 SiiCK crew of my self and Stephen.....This was shot in an alley near our studio. I had been walking back there quite a bit as I LOVED that wall and that gated door. So we went out and shoot behind the alley after the end of the day and that business had closed down. I was setting up another shot, when Steve saw this shot and mentioned it to me. We lit it up and I took the shot, I think it came out AWESOME.....Me and Steve are really finding our groove working together. Sometimes I see shots while he sets up things and vice versa....things are gonna HEAT up real quick here in The OC.....Here we come!!!
Hector
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The Brittany is still commonly referred to as the Brittany Spaniel, despite the AKC's official removal of "Spaniel" from the breed name in 1982 (read more about this in the history section). The Brittany is quick and curious with an abundant love for running, hunting, and playing. The dog’s good nature and natural eagerness to please make it a great companion pet, but potential owners should be aware that the breed requires plenty of exercise – let your Brittany roam in open areas whenever you can, especially with other dogs. The Brittany is highly trainable and obedient but is also very sensitive to reprimand; take care not to chastise your Brittany too roughly, or it may become shy and fearful. The dog is a natural socializer and gets along exceedingly well with other dogs and children, though small children should never be left alone with a Brittany as the dog’s natural energetic play could cause the child accidental harm.
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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"
01.01.1998 => DB AG - Deutsche Bahn AG, GB Ladungsverkehr "232 384-8"
01.07.1999 => DB Cargo AG "232 384-8"
01.09.2003 => Railion Deutschland AG "232 384-8"
01.01.2007 Vergabe der NVR-Nummer "92 80 1232 384-8 D-DB"
16.02.2009 => DB Schenker Rail Deutschland AG "232 384-8"
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28.11.2014 z-Stellung
01.03.2016 => DB Cargo Deutschland AG "232 384-8"
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Olèrdola, Barcelona (Spain).
ENGLISH
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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Wünsche eine gute und beleuchtete Woche...
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.
Each day during the year, Flickr employs a 'secret' algorithm to select five hundred images for a daily-posted Explore page —all exemplifying some sort of 'interestingness.'
▶ During 2024, Flickr selected seventeen of my images for Explore:
☞ Percussionist in the green was my most viewed, at 10,310 views.
☞ Lanceleaf coreopsis (sepals & petals) was my most 'faved', with 282 'faves.'
☞ Tree falls into winter received the highest position (no. 78 out of 500), selected on 12 December 2024.
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8,534 views; 266 'faves'; 78th/500.
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☞ Woodland at Glenn Creek (22 November 2024)
8,766 views; 217 'faves'; 102nd/500.
☞ Purple aster (13 October 2024)
8,992 views; 232 'faves'; 150th/500.
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6,177 views; 188 'faves; 313th/500.
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6,632 views; 128 'faves'; 479th/500.
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6453; 73 'faves'; 186th/500.
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8,358 views; 120 'faves'; 216th/500.
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8,514 views; 118 'faves'; 157th/500.
☞ Geese, too? (19 June 2024)
6,882 views; 162 'faves'; 269th/500.
☞ Percussionist in the green (3 June 2024)
10,310 views; 119 'faves'; 85th/500.
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☞ Lanceleaf coreopsis (sepals & petals) (10 May 2024)
9,497 views; 282 'faves'; 98th/500.
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☞ Arabia Lake (in early spring) (24 April 2024)
7,658 views; 215 'faves'; 230/500.
☞ Arabia Mountain spring landscape (03) (5 April 2024)
8,822 views; 217 'faves'; 104th/500.
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View The Tattoo Tat-toe Big On Black
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.
Thank you all my dears Flickr friends for your sweet comments! I do appreciate them very, very much
Heaven's not enough Kanno Youko
My Books:
My book "Discover GUIMERÀ" (preview)
My book "Discover SANTA PAU" (preview)
Heaven's not enough
if when you get there...
just another blue
and heaven's not enough
you think you've found it
and it loses you
you've thought of all there is
but not enough
and it loses you in a cloud
"there" most everything is nothin'
that it seems
"where" you see the things you only wanna see
I'd fly away
to a higher plane
to say words I resist
to float away
to sigh
to breath.... forget
and heaven's not enough
if when I'm there I don't remember you
and heaven does enough
you think you know it
and it uses you
I saw so many things
but like a dream
always losing me in a cloud
cause I couldn't cry
cause I turned away
couldn't see the score
didn't know the pain
of leaving yesterday really far behind
in another life
in another dream
by a different name
gave it all away
for a memory
and a quiet life
and I felt the face
of a cold tonight
still don't know the score
but I know the pain
of leaving everything really far behind
and if I could cry
and if I could live what truth I did then take me there
heaven good by
El núcleo de Tarroja de Segarra está situado en la cuesta a la derecha del río Sió, a medio camino entre Cervera y Guissona.
El barrio moderno ha estado edificado hacia el norte, donde la cuesta se transforma en plana, cerca de la carretera, donde también encontramos algunas casas diseminadas. Fuera de los arrabales forma un grupo bastante compacto, casi circular, al abrigo de un cercado más primitivo, que estuvo amurallado, centrado por la plaza de la iglesia, por el que se entra a través de tres portales y callejuelas cubiertas.
La iglesia parroquial de Sant Salvador fue construida durante la segunda mitad del siglo XVIII. Conserva el campanario, edificado durante el siglo XV encima del ábside de la antigua iglesia románica de la cual se conservan unos muros, una portalada y parte de la bóveda de un altar lateral.
Por encima de las murallas, la calle del Raval bordea el camino de Sedó, mientras que a lo largo de la muralla inferior se extiende la calle Gual. En la última línea de casas, al oeste, se ven unos muros que formaron parte del antiguo castillo de los condes de Cardona.
Más allá de la ribera no encontramos población.
A la orilla izquierda del río Sió encontramos la ermita de Sant Julià y, en el sector septentrional del término, la ermita de Sant Antoni.
Tarroja, con su conocida tradición que la relaciona con Colom, cumple quince años de publicación de la revista Terra Rubra, la cual colabora en la investigación de este tema. La Segarra, en donde habitaban familias arraigadas como los Oluja y Sacirera entre otros, muy relacionadas con el descubridor, no defrauda a los historiadores que investigan
Cerca de Tarroja se han producido hallazgos arqueológicos, en el Pla de la Mata cerámica neolítica y en los campos de los Vilassos restos de una villa romana del siglo II.
En Tarroja encontramos ya un polideportivo y unas piscinas municipales.
Tarroja celebra la fiesta mayor el primer fin de semana de agosto, por Sant Salvador. El Lunes de Pascua se hace una reunión en la ermita de Sant Julià y el primer domingo de mayo se celebra la fiesta del Roser.
In Wordpress In Blogger photo.net/photos/Reinante/ In Onexposure
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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
please view on black
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...
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
Hi every my firends in flickr, have a nice weekend!!
night snap of certain display near by my office.
daytime version by iPhone is here.
ricoh GRD
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.
More photos on Brickbuilt.
Rupit, Barcelona (Spain).
View from the suspension bridge / Vista desde el puente colgante.
ENGLISH
Rupit and Pruit (in Catalan Rupit i Pruit) are a municipality of the region of Osona located to the northeast of the region and the east of the Sierra de Cabrera. It is integrated by two urban nuclei: Rupit and Pruit, that they were independent until year 1980. It is the last town of the province of Barcelona in the highway that unites the municipalities of Vic, capital of the region of Osona and Olot, capital of the region of the Garrotxa (Girona).
The origin of the town we found in the castle that was constructed around year 1000, replacing the one of Fàbregues, where they went constructing houses around.
In 14th century the population underwent a reduction but it recovered, arriving in 17th and 18th centuries at the maximum splendor that has never had the town. The church was possibly built between 13th and 14th centuries, and it was dedicated to San Miguel Arcángel.
Pruit already names in year 955, when it belonged to viscounts of Osona. Always there is been united to the castle and jurisdiction of Rupit.
Sources: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rupit_y_Pruit and pieraedicions.com/rupitpruitbreuhistoria.htm.
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CASTELLANO
Rupit y Pruit (en catalán Rupit i Pruit) es un municipio de la comarca de Osona situado al noreste de la comarca y al este de la Sierra de Cabrera. Está integrado por dos núcleos urbanos: Rupit y Pruit, que fueron independientes hasta el año 1977. Es el último pueblo de la provincia de Barcelona en la carretera que une los municipios de Vic, capital de la comarca de Osona y Olot, capital de la comarca de La Garrotxa (Gerona).
La iglesia de Sant Joan de Fàbregues y su castillo están documentados desde el año 968. Hacia el siglo XII surgió el pueblo de Rupit habitado por familias nobles. En 1878, la iglesia de Rupit dejó de depender de Sant Joan de Fàbregues y en 1959 el municipio pasó a llamarse Rupit. En 1977 se unieron los municipios de Rupit y Pruit.
Más info: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rupit_i_Pruit
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As in previous years, today until 1th I'll reupload my top pictures this year, so everyone can review and new followers enjoy. Hope you enjoy.
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Tal como em anos anteriores, de hoje até ao dia 1 vou recolocar o meu top de imagens deste ano, assim todos poderão rever e novos seguidores apreciar. Espero que gostem.
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Get them just in time for Christmas. I just ordered 2 canvas's myself.
I just bought the new photomatix pro 3.1 and love it. It was the last piece of software I need for my macbook pro. Now I'm set for a little while till I get my reversed gnd and full frame camera! Come on Santa! I've been good this year? =0)
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.
This is captured on a small island in the Norwegian archipelago. The ice age shaped this landscape when the land was covered by glaciers. Another photo from the same island can be seen here. A b&w version with a different crop and treatment is available here.
The picture is inspired by the great works of valpopando.
Fine print available at: www.redbubble.com/people/hogne/art/1578731-1-smoot-lines-2
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.
Para más informacion, WIKIPEDIA
Please View On Black Here This shot was the result of finding some higher ground just as the fog was starting to lift, the sky hadn't been visible all day up to this point, so I wanted to capture both, 10 minutes after this it had all gone, right place, right time, never works like this for me usually....