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I don't know why but i was searching thorough my pics seen this one and wham, Ice-cream Man by Van Halen popped into my head, must be the musician in me . Cheers and Happy Hump Day . If at all possible view on large screen you'll see why
Kim
uses Ginny head and hair
MJ torso backwards
two toned black and skin arms
brown belt from catman
legs din hunter cmf
shego
black hair
aura sing face
green arm black arm green hand black hand
green lantern legs
mantis torso
Hostlers shuffle Union Pacific SW9 No. 1848 and DD35 No. 85B at North Yard in Salt Lake City, Utah on Feb. 27, 1977.
Oh yes, I built myself a diy ligthbox from the strobist website instructions. So here are my first attempts. Two lights and my new flash and fong from Terry!
Explored 10-8-09
The impossible just takes longer.
Dan Brown.
Los Angeles County Arboretum and Botanic Garden. Arcadia. California.
After a pretty good day railfanning, I stumbled into CP #147 at Wolverton with a nice set of power in UP 5524-2389. A somewhat-frustrating day weather-wise, the clouds were rolling in pretty quickly by this time so this shot was looking pretty unlikely. Here, 147 lumbers towards Drumbo after lifting 61 loads at Wolverton in the very last minutes of sunlight with the power somewhat matching the colours in the trees.
Possible entrant for Looking close...on Friday: Jewellery (selective colour)
Before editing: multi-coloured necklace with teal glass bead on silver glitter paper.
Noel is studying to be an architect like his dad and big brother are. Caleb probably got all the good genes, but Noel is pretty hardworking on his own.
Some might call it such.
The odd quality of the light here presaged the atmospheric changes we've experienced as wildfires sweep the Pacific Northwest. Shot several days ago. This air was caused by California fires, several of which were/are large. The Golden Gate Bridge spans the horizon.
I hope your Friday goes better than it does for many on the Pacific Coast of America. The news from the wildfires is very disturbing to us all. Sending best hopes and wishes to those directly affected.
In the SF Bay Area we are impacted by quite bad air, in the range presenting a definite health danger. Meteorologists tell us we can look for some relief by Sunday night or Monday morning--when the jet stream is expected to bring a wave of northern air moving onto the North American land mass and "skirting" the northwestern United States.
Sometimes you're good and sometimes its just luck. I had a visitor while shooting this home in Jackson, Wy. I had to compromise the composition a little, but she didn't spook when I slowly opened the door and snuck back to my camera.
Back to 2008, and Midland Mainline 43076 passes Kibworth Harcourt with a Northbound HST service. This was a location I often visited, but this visit in February 2008 may well have been my last, 16 years ago, that does not seem possible!
I don’t use Photoshop
Only VPS mode in my Sigma dp3m
See my new story youtu.be/jYPMxkfze3o
Variable pixel size VPS (Variable Pixel Size)
Foveon X3 has another interesting feature - it can change the size of the pixel (in the future, this technology will be called VPS). The VPS technology opens up new horizons for the cameras and cameras they are installed in. The uniqueness of the technology lies in the fact that the matrix can change its resolution by combining signals from several pixels into one, which allows us to perceive a group of pixels as one large pixel.
For example: a sensor of 2300 x 1500 pixels contains approximately 3.4 million pixels. If we combine all the pixels in 4 × 4 pixel groups using VPS technology, we would end up with a matrix of 575 × 375 pixels, but each of them would be 16 times larger than the nominal pixel. This would significantly increase the amount of light received by one pixel, and inevitably would lead to an increase in the sensitivity of the Foveon X3 matrix.
The most common possible configurations of pixel groups are:
2 x 2 pixels
4 x 4 pixels
1 x 2 pixels
Management of groups of pixels occurs through a complex scheme integrated into Foveon X3
Because Foveon X3 fixes the entire portion of the visible range at each pixel location, the pixels in the merged groups are full-color "highest-quality pixels."
Pixel grouping increases the "Useful signal / Noise ratio", allowing you to take full-color shots in low light with minimal color distortion. Thanks to VPS technology, it became possible to increase pixels, reducing their total number and resolution
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The XF 90 challenged me here in a lower light situation. With relative naivety, I somehow decided shooting at 1/60th was possible under this bridge. Once we moved on I quickly looked through the shots and found most of them blurry. Natalie kindly agreed to return so I could increase the ISO and shoot at or around 1/180th. I'm glad she did.
Taken during a visit to the Cotswold Lakes.
Christopher Evgeniou 23rd September 2005 - 17th September 2023 🚳 My 17 year old Motorcycle Warrior 😭
My little big guy wanted to grow up fast, turned into a man overnight and paid the ultimate price 😭
My eldest boy Christopher who would have turned 18 yesterday Saturday 23rd September 2023 died at the scene of a horrific motorcycle accident at the corner of Forest Road and Roach Street in the Sydney suburb of Arncliffe whilst attempting to be resuscitated despite his injuries and best efforts to no avail 19:28 Sunday 17th September 2023 😭
Investigation is underway with the coroner to determine findings (accident investigation, cause of death and toxicology report) but we know after identifying Christopher’s body at the Coroner, Christopher’s body sustained violent high speed direct impact injuries both internal and external which are horrific at the least.... Christopher would have faced a poor quality of life and outcome if he survived but no matter what and unconditionally, I would have looked after and cared for my boy 😭 Christopher's body is yet to be released by the coroner
Christopher acquired his motorcycle license two weeks prior to his motorcycle accident, Christopher had never ridden motorcycles before.... We tried to brainwash Christopher into not buying a motorcycle but he was determined and would have gone down that path with or without my support so in light of his decision to buy a motorcycle commuting back and forth for work I took him shopping gifting him $700 for a helmet and gloves one week after acquiring his motorcycle license as an early birthday gift then we had lunch out spending the rest of day together…. Additionally I gave Christopher $1.5k towards the purchase of motorcycle which he would contribute $3k of savings…. Christopher went to buy a 2013 HONDA CB500F the following week 16:00 Sunday 17th September 2023 and on the way home lost control without any interference of another vehicle and violently slammed into a tree taking full brunt at 87kmh whilst in a 60kmh zone at 19:28 😭 It was a big motorcycle, I would have been afraid to ride it! Christopher had the motorcycle in his possession for less than four hours and never made it home down the driveway to show me in his enthusiasm 😭 You can’t imagine my guilt and feeling responsible regardless.... I can take it and own it! I will live with it and carry that shit on my back for the rest of my existence along with everything else accumulated thus far in my timeline and journey! 😐
All I wanted to do is support Christopher's effort and enthusiasm, he was making great strides, I wanted him to be happy and I contributed in killing him 😭 We discussed all week how I wanted to go with him to inspect and buy the motorcycle but insisted every time ‘no dad, my friend rides bikes’ and so they would go together.... I wanted to respect his decision and give him space to learn, be independent and grow not stepping on his toes so to speak but rather support him…. Christopher enthusiastically asked me the night before, when he comes home with the bike if I wanted to come downstairs to look at it with him and I said 'Christopher, its going to be dark by the time you get home but I'll wait for you downstairs on Monday to have a look when you get back from work' 😭 I am plagued and hunted by that conversation everyday! I knew Christopher was high risk, OMG what have I done, I can’t grasp and fathom it, I'm a fucking idiot and totally out of my mind supporting the idea of a motorcycle when I could have brought 10 cars for him! I am part of the chain of events that killed my lovely boy 😭
Christopher started his carpentry trade apprenticeship working 6 days per week a few months ago and was starting TAFE in October with officially being backdated…. Christopher would contribute 10% of earnings towards the household, would wake up for work on his own, clean up, wash and pick up after himself, was very pleasant to be around and was a fine young man to be proud of…. I am gutted and numb, how could this be a reality!
We talked for months about going out for lobster September 23rd to celebrate Christopher’s 18th birthday then have a few drinks at the bar, sadly we never made it for lobster and drinks 😭 Instead, Christopher’s friends and us 6 days after his death celebrated his 18th birthday roadside last night at the site of his accident which has turned into a shrine both day and night, setup a table with steamed dumplings and dim sims, Greek spanakopita (spinach and cheese pita) also spinach and cheese filled triangle puff pastries, mini meat pies and sausage rolls, custard layered sponge birthday cake with fruit and berries on top, baked his favorite homemade banana cake, icebox with beers and water also his favorite drink Galliano Sambuca…. Christopher’s inner circle of five all got the number 17 tattooed on their hand and they also ordered t-shirts to be made which were worn on the night
Christopher and I planned for so much, I use to make weekly BBQ smoked meats cooked low and slow with indirect charcoal, his favorite being pork ribs with honey, I would ask him every week what meat he wanted for the following week.... We were going to renovate, design and build an outdoors BBQ charcoal pit also wood fired oven, work on cars and bikes then develop a knockdown rebuild property turning into a duplex site or ideally terraces.... I told Christopher to keep his head down and keep doing what he was doing grinding out the routine because I was so proud of him and his progress, I told him that every day when he would come through the door after work.... I would buzz him up through the intercom and run to the door opening it to greet him then eager to warm up his food and serve him dinner, try to engage with 'how was your day and what were you working on?'…. I told Christopher we would go to Japan and South Korea for culture and street food next year also to Laos, Thailand and Vietnam another time.... I gave Christopher my old school custom lifted and locked 1995 Solid Axle LN106 Toyota Hilux yeah it was defected by police for illegal lift modifications and unregistered as a result which needed full pit inspection to pass for registration but it was going to be his (our) long term project and we were going to work on it together to restore and get it back on the road…. Christopher asked me to help him work on his bike when he got it and I said ‘yeah Christopher for sure’ 😭 I never got a chance to hear Christopher and the bike come down the driveway 😭
Christopher just started to get a taste for life - Girls, mateship, travel, work, money, responsibility, experimentation, vices, planning and decision making, independence and what a supporting family really meant in the real world outside of school as an adult and had the whole world in his palms 😭 Remember when you were 17? Christopher literally thought he turned into a man overnight and paid the ultimate price but in reality, Christopher was just a kid, my kid and I let him slip right through my fucking fingers and hands 😭
I must add and make no mistake, it was not all a bed of roses, strawberry cream, champagne, pot of gold at the end of a rainbow and certainly no fucking fairy tales! We had some tough times with Christopher after the last Sydney COVID lockdowns ended late 2021 after he was coerced like everyone one else in the population by our State Government into being jabbed twice with their vaccine poisons as this was in their own words 'the only path out of lockdown'.... Christopher started to smoke weed and drink alcohol also vape, skip school, not go to school, abruptly stopped doing homework and assignments, up until 4am on his phone, wake up at 2pm, became very aggressive and abusive, habitual lying, stealing money, street and park brawls, police coming to the house.... Christopher became an angry young man and we could not even talk to him without a supernova response.... Seems I was the source focus and cause to all his grievances.... Christopher's behavior increasingly exacerbated during the course of 2022, he had run away from home a few times then come back.... One time after coming back, Christopher crash tackled and assaulted me, ground and pounded on me whilst I was on the ground and stood over me like a UFC fighter, he meant it with hatred in his heart and had the eye of the tiger in his stare.... I cant even remember what was said for it to flare up and end up in a fight.... I know it sounds cowardly but Christopher was bigger, stronger, faster, unpredictable and extremely erratic…. I'm no push over, I grew up in tough migrant neighborhoods with hardship where violence, drugs and crime was normal along with the smell of death and misery filled the air so I've been around the block more than a few times and done it all, seen a lot in my time, more than most, self made and still going around the fucking block but I must admit and without shame, I was afraid of Christopher in my own home 😑 We didn’t know what to do but the fear of living in your home with your child like that was horrible…. I went away on a prospecting trip October 2022 for three weeks to have some respite and me time in the remote bush contemplating how to move forward, during this time things flared up at home and Christopher rampaged through the house destroying everything in his path, packed his bag and left again…. I cut my trip short to get back and try to deal with the aftermath…. Christopher’s behavior was out of control and I thought my boy would end up in the red light districts with needles in his arms overdosing in gutters, in/out of jail and mental health institutions or dead…. A week later Christopher returns, ends up at the door downstairs after moving from place to place sleeping on sofas and I tell him to put his bags down outside, to not bring his belongings in the house because we will go upstairs and talk in a civilized manner engaging and exchanging first and after hearing me out either he will agree to stay bringing his stuff up or he can take his stuff and go but he was to decide that and not us…. My terms were simple – No abusive behavior either verbally or physically, no slamming of doors or windows, no breaking of personal or household items, no drug use, phone off on or before 11pm and out of reach, finish school or find a job in a trade, respect and work around other people’s needs in the household, open communication so airing grievances and concerns, negotiation, when working contribute to the household also pay for personal and household items smashed in last rampage…. We never made it upstairs to talk, Christopher violently lashed out and came at me downstairs even before I got a chance to finish talking so my spouse and younger boy Constantine (16) intervened…. My spouse then drove Christopher to his grandmothers place where he stayed for a few months till they could no longer tolerate and support his behavior so Christopher voluntarily left before they kicked him out, went to stay at his mates place and that’s where he lived for the next five months till second week of May 2023 where I would take everyone out for dinner once per week including Christopher to figure out how to reintegrate him coming home and even if this proposal was possible…. We did that for six weeks once per week and I could not have asked for a better outcome, not for me or us but for Christopher whom made a complete turnaround, he was a changed man…. At Christopher's friend’s family house he would pay $100 per week in board, supply groceries along with toiletries and personal grooming items also cook his own meals and do his own laundry..... Christopher found a job in the early stages of moving into his friends family home, albeit unreliable work but was enough to pay his way week by week…. We monitored his progress behind the scenes through back channels trying to figure it all out with the good, the bad and the ugly.... That time away into the real world opened up his eyes to the reality of life outside of school and home changing his mindset perspective becoming reciprocal.... I was so proud of Christopher and his achievements moving forward…. As hard as it was for me as a parent, I supported him being away because it seems he was in a better frame of mind and became a better person being in the real world rather than at home with us and if that is what it took then so be it.... I was all for it, to sacrifice my needs to my child for his greater good, all the power to him.... Then when Christopher came home he was thin and malnourished but we nurtured him to good health and he continued to evolve, improve and positively progress, he was clearly not the same Christopher who left and we had also changed in the process…. Sadly, we only had Christopher at home for 10 weeks before he died 😭 and they were some of the best times I have had relating to Christopher as a man and mate, not a child I was raising.... What a privilege, honor and absolute pleasure! I didn't care that he drank and smoked weed explaining to him as long as it didn't interfere with his work, family, friends and relationships.... Young men will drink and smoke, that's what they do socially and I'm not a fucking fool, ignorant or arrogant as I too was a young man once upon a time.... What a waste of a young life with so much potential who barely touched and scratched the surface 😭
We have never been parents, the kids have never been kids, there are no rehearsals OR scripts OR 101 how to and guidebooks OR rules OR time on/off/out OR magic solutions OR money trees nor respawn only examples from our parents and what character traits along with values they possessed to display but that was all in a different time and generation so everything is trial and error but at the same time constantly challenging and changing dynamic settings/environments making the best decisions possible weighing up all the available information at hand in any given situation with so many directions to go in with variables
So now, once the Coroner releases Christopher’s body to our funeral director, I will inspect his body in full detail as I want to dress him then we will have a formal viewing another evening then when it is time for cremation, on the day Christopher will be driven past our home in the hearse also around where my mom Angeliki lived as they were very close right up to Angeliki’s death 31st October 2019, a few weeks before this SARS-CoV-2 (COVID-19) shit hit the fan in Wuhan, then the long slow drive to Macquarie Park Cemetery and Crematorium where we will have a 1.5 hour service at the Lotus Pavilion outdoor undercover Chapel attended by a Chinese Buddhist Monk whom will send Christopher with spiritual chant and prayer then Christopher will be moved to the onsite Crematorium which we will do a Witness Insertion…. We will then collect Christopher’s ashes at a later date in an Urn, transport them to the Chinese Mingyue Lay Buddhist Temple in Bonnyrigg where another ceremony will be conducted again by a Chinese Buddhist Monk onsite in the location where Christopher’s ashes will finally reside and permanently
OMFG NONONONONONONOOOOOOOOOO, Christopher was ONLY 17! My son Christopher was taken away from us by a fucking tree GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR 👿
I was working on this pic for about a week back and forth, would show Christopher my progress at night, particularly when I figured out how to do the blades effects.... I was so excited to show him and he would say ‘yeah dad nice’ so this post is in honor of 🚳 My 17 year old Motorcycle Warrior 😭 RIP my lovely young man after your short existence in turmoil and toil, I LOVE YOU and MISS YOU SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH 😭
If you have made it this far, I respectfully ask that you please share the link 🚳 My 17 year old Motorcycle Warrior 😭 with your friends, family, loved ones and other Flickr members so they can also read the description which for me helps keep the spirit and memory of Christopher alive
Thank you
Taken at Measham in Leicestershire.
The light was not very good and it was not possible to get closer as it was in the middle of a housing estate, so this was the best I could do today, nice bird though and a first for me!
The breeding range of this bird is in steppes, semi-deserts and deserts of Central Asia and Southeast Europe. It can be found from north-western Mongolia via Dzungarei, Xinjiang, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan, Uzbekistan and Turkmenistan to southern Russia, Ukraine, Azerbaijan and Armenia . Its southern range extends to the north of Afghanistan and Iran.
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The wind blue is possible now …
More blue intervals are coming from our ground…
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O vento azul é possível agora…
Mais intervalos azuis estão a vir do nosso chão…
C. A.
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Green.
Green everywhere.
In every shade possible, green.
Little flowers mingled throughout the trees and bushes brought flashes of color throughout the sea of green.
It was beautiful. Relaxing. Breathtaking even.
It was dangerous as well.
The Trandoshans know these jungles, far more than we do.
|CS-1742|Sabre: "Compound should've been just up ahead boss.
I scanned my HUD map. Coordinates said we were on track.
He's right. It should be right here.
Faulty Intel is the last cursed thing we need right now.
"Clip, Dancer, you two any good at climbing?
|CT-4474|Dancer: "Only one way to find out."
"Try to get a visual, we'll go a bit further up."
|CT-3741|Clip: "Copy that."
We had been dropped off on the outskirts of this sector of the jungle to avoid detection by enemy forces, and then made our way on foot towards the landing pad. HQ had intel reports indicating compounds were in place with direct comm-links to the Trandoshans landing pads needed for our LAAT/i's.
Eliminating or capturing the Blackscale Clan captain along with the landing pad was priority.
A bit hard to do, if we don't know where the kriff we are.
Clip's voice came over the comm.
|CT-3741|Clip: "Boss, I got a visual. HQ was off by about half a click to the west. Uploading new coords."
"Alright, good work. Stay low for backup."
|CT-4474|Dancer: "Do yall always get the fun part?
I chuckled. "You'll get your fun soon enough."
I peered behind a tree, some leaves brushing against my visor. Further ahead was a faint glimpse of the bunker compound, outlines by the few rays of light streaking firm the jungle canopy.
I saw 2 assassin droids.
Oh boy not another one of these. I unconsciously winced- I still had the scar from the encounter on Muunilinst.
No sign of the captain.
"Sabre, Tango, you take rear guard. Sabre, behind me. Fuse, Ratchet, follow."
They nodded and took their positions.
I unholstered my pistols, glancing back at the target.
I took a deep breath.
It's go time.
I sprinted from cover, fired two quick volleys, which slammed directly on the first droids chest, blossoming into a brilliant flower of fire- the blast had triggered the grenades on its sling, showering silver fragments.
*PSSZZzzz*
The laser bolt had glanced off my shoulder, and even with my armor I still felt the searing pain- much more than expected.
I instinctively ducked and rolled- out of the corner of my eye I saw the Blackscale captain- his wild, frenzied grin spread across his pale green face, firing wildly from his pistols, darting for the saftey of the jungle.
Oh no you don't.
I took off after him, entering the dark maze of trees, catching glances of his figure flashing in and out of sight. He turned a fired back at me, but stumbled while doing so, as I dove on him and knocked his pistols out of his hands.
My planted my foot on his throat, my pistol aimed at his head.
"Agck... you ssstupid Republic dogsss....hyckk..."
I pressed my foot deeper.
"Ughck... aghkk...ugk... jussst k-kkill ....me already..."
I tightened my grip on the pistol.
I hesitated.
"I probably should."
I pulled the trigger.
But no burning hole appeared on his forehead.
I looked at my pistol- it was on stun.
Pocket cutter, which could be used by engineers for the opening of something not very massive. Possible the narrowing of the beam in one spot for more precise operations.
Just finished Dead Space and Dead Space 2, it was AWESOME! Very liked it, now it's my second favorite franchise after Mass Effect. Scary in some moments, but still dynamic and awesome. Cant wait for DS3.
And I hope the Severed DLC will port on PC.
Comments and fan-emotions from Dead Space would be cool.
P.S.: Which moment in DS2 was most *SCARY!1* for you? For me it was a sun on a school scene. I shoot it off from it's place (nervous, yup) and killed 2 monsters with it and with *WAAAAAAAGH* :3
Evening amongst the bluebells at Pamphill last week. Really disappointing to see how badly they have been trampled on - not sure if its by dog walkers, photographers, children or who but I wish people would be more considerate! In the end I managed to find this corner that was good enough to photograph.
Here's a link to The Dorset Rambler on FACEBOOK.
Here's a link to The Dorset Rambler BLOG.
This is another confusing bird. Initially, I thought it was a Calliope, based on the gorget. But there is pinkish red on the forehead and top of the head, as in an Anna's. In certain images, there is orange visible in the tail.
Santa Rita Lodge, Madera Canyon, Arizona.
Aug. 17, 2024
or RL under the big tent.
Fun, interactive Worldling, seen at Fairelands Junction. Worldbuilder Saiyge Lotus.
Fantasy Faire 2024
IC 434 is an emission nebula visible in the constellation of Orion; thanks to its presence it is possible to observe the famous Horsehead Nebula, a dark cloud that overlaps it on our line of sight.
This is an H II region that extends south of Alnitak, on the southwestern edge of the large Orion B cloud; it has a very elongated shape in a north-south direction and receives the ionizing wind directly from the star σ Orionis, a bright member of the large Orion OB1 association.
The nebula reaches 70' in length and is easily shown in long exposure photos or CCD images, although its thickness is only a few arc minutes.
The temperature of the region was measured using various methodologies and exploiting various radiation ratios, initially obtaining values between 8000 K and 7600 K;
subsequently this value was reduced to 3360 K and even less depending on the map taken as reference.[3] A study on electronic temperature conducted in 1992 instead provided a value more similar to the previous ones, which is around 6000 K.
Acquisition Telescope
Tecnosky APO Triplet 152/1216
Camera
Omegon VeTec 571C latest version
Mounting
iOptron CEM120
Homemade flat box, with Ascom 50x50 dimmer
Filters
Optolong L-Pro
Optolong L-Ultimate
Accessories
Primaluce Lab SESTO SENSO 2 • WandererRotator • Electronic control of anti-condensation bands • ZWO 7x2" filter wheel • Riccardi flattener 0.75x
Software
Adobe Photoshop · Astrometric STAcking Program (ASTAP) · iOptron ASCOM Driver and Commander · Planewave Platesolve2 · Pleiades Astrophoto PixInsight · Stark Labs PHD Guiding · Stefan Berg Nighttime Imaging 'N' Astronomy (N.I.N.A. / NINA)
Guiding Telescope
Omegon 90/500
Driving Camera
Asi Zwo 224MC
it is possible cinders that you might go to the ball but can you first clean the house top to bottom do the washing and drying and get dinner ready?
Oh well looks like its another night home alone. On the plus side i play dress up with my sisters clothes result
It is possible to fly without motors, but not without knowledge and skill.
Wilbur Wright
tones: Fly Preset
texture: flypaper
And now I tell you openly
You have my heart so don't hurt me
You're what I couldn't find
A totally amazing mind
So understanding and so kind
You're everything to me
Oh, my life
Is changing everyday
In every possible way
And oh, my dreams
It's never quite as it seems
'Cause you're a dream to me
Dream to me
This is a sculpture I encountered at the Decordova Museum and Sculpture park. According to their website, Saul Melman's "Best of All Possible Worlds" consists of eight vacuum-molded casts of doors, arranged in the exact configuration of the artist’s Brooklyn apartment. The vacuum-cast process creates translucent replicas of the original doors. Traces of paint and small pieces of wood cling to the surface of some of the doors, suggesting their past lives and situating them between the material and immaterial, past and present.
Still not 100% this jacket goes with the skirt and blouse, but willing to give it another shot :P.
While Flickr will always have the most images of each outfit, follow me on Instagram (/secretjess42) to see the latest pics!
This is such a fun thing to watch. I noticed it's active this morning. This one says cloudy skies snow in winter. It's very accurate.
How to Predict the Weather:
Clear liquid: Bright and clear weather.
Cloudy liquid: Cloudy, possible thunderstorms & rain.
Small dots in the liquid: Humid or foggy weather.
Large flaky crystals: Cloudy skies, snow in winter.
Threads of crystals at the top: Windy weather. Crystals at the bottom: Frost may be coming.
Read more: Crystal Ball Weather Station | A magical way to forecast the weather
Before we went to France for our autumn break, we looked at possible days out. JJ found some colourful photos of a town close by called Menton. I must admit I'd never heard of it before, but the photos were beautiful and I agreed immediately that we had to fit it in to our trip! It was very different to Antibes, but equally beautiful, with an Italian feel (not that I've been to Italy - yet!). Understandable, given its close proximity to Italy and its history!
This is when we got off at Menton railway station - very different to Nice!
Last stop on the Côte d’Azur before Italy, the seaside town of Menton offers a glimpse of what the high life on the Riviera must have been like before the developers moved in. With its sunny climate, shady streets and pastel mansions – not to mention a lovely old port – it’s one of the most attractive towns on the entire coast. Menton’s old town is a cascade of pastel-coloured buildings. Add a fantastic museum dedicated to the great artist and film director Jean Cocteau, as well as several excellent restaurants, and Menton really is a must. (From lonely planet.com)
The Menton area has been inhabited since the palaeolithic era. The first major settlement was built in the XI century when the Count of Ventimiglia constructed the Château de Puypin. During the XIII century, the seigneur of Puypin fell to the Vento family of Genoa. Menton was thus incorporated into the Republic of Genoa. Then the town was mentioned in the peace treaty between Provence and the Republic of Genoa. The treatment stabilized that Menton became a part of Liguria. However, in the XIV century the town was acquired by the Lords of Monaco and again became a part of France. It remained French until the XIX century. Then, together with the Republic of Genoa became a part of the Kingdom of Sardinia. However, in 1860 France called for the annexation of Menton and the whole County of Nice to France. For this reason, a plebiscite was organized and as its result, Menton and County of Nice became a part of France. (From thatsliguria.com)