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Forest fires raged across coastal British Columbia in July, 2015. This made for some rather unusual "sight-seeing" on a boat trip through the Jervis and Princess Louisa Inlets off Georgia Strait.
These waters off the British Columbia coast have long been visited by colourful characters. Herman Caspar, who was a squatter with no legal rights to the property, sold the land at the entrance to the Princess Louisa Inlet to American aviation executive Thomas F. Hamilton for $500 in 1940. Hamilton wanted to build luxury resorts for visiting yachtsmen and Hollywood celebrities. Unfortunately, his grand plans came to little when someone contracted polio in in 1950, and the resort was abandoned by panicked staff and customers alike. In 1953, the property was bough by Young Life, Presbyterian Minister Jim Rayburn’s organisation, and it has run as a Christian summer camp for teenagers ever since.
For the story, please visit: www.ursulasweeklywanders.com/travel/smoke-on-the-waters-p...
Marcela Wolkahof was in the sun room when a bird flew in. It panicked to fly out, hit a window and died. Her & Christian's son, Tony, said that we should hold a service and bury the bird.
That day, Diana had brought some of her young friends to offer work service in the Center, starting with some garden work with George. So we all gathered at the animal grave and George led a brief service. Tony offered incense.
Then we went to work, raking and digging and weeding.
Survivor of a building collapse Reshma Begum receives treatment at a hospital in Savar, near Dhaka, Bangladesh, Saturday, May 11, 2013. The seamstress who survived 17 days before being rescued from a collapsed garment factory building was exhausted, panicked and dehydrated as she recovered in a Bangladeshi hospital Saturday, but she was generally in good shape, according to her doctors. (AP Photo/A.M. Ahad) Bangladesh Building Collapse
I missed the toss (I was the only shooter there covering three rings), but this girl was tossed off her horse during a jump! The horse panicked, and ran around the ring a few times before the riders could calm him. (The tack kept hitting the horse's belly making him move faster) There is an ambulance with a couple EMTs there at all times, but they weren't needed
so i saw this sunset on my way home from dinner with a friend, and panicked because of course i didnt have a camera. so i sped home grabbed the camera and ran around (with my dad) looking for a place where you could see the whole sky. of course the sky had completely changed by then, but it was still one of the prettiest i've ever seen. a lot of them came out badly cause i didnt have time to get a tripod and it got too dark and yada yada but this is probably the best one. :)
lately i have been living with my head in the clouds and looking at the world through a camera lens. it's different.
Railroad Tracks. An everyday object in our lives. But these tracks are different.
The citizens of Danask, Poland did not have tracks in their town until World War II. These tracks were built for one purpose only: to bring the Jewish people and prisoners of Poland to Stutthof Concentration Camp.
Perhaps the most chilling part of my trip to Stutthof was seeing these tracks miles before we arrived the camp. The tracks are now overgrown with wild flowers in the resident’s front yards. Everyday, citizens drive or walk over them, but they are no longer used. They were built for one purpose only.
The thought of the innocent being transported, the thought of their fear as they huddled together in the cars, the thought of what panicked thoughts were running through their minds as the train finally stopped. All of those thought are more than what I will ever be capable of knowing; I can only assume that the people on the cars wished that that train would continue on and drop them off at their own homes. But these tracks were built for one purpose only.
Hey, our house was featured on the Today Show today. Pretty cool.
I'm linking to the video but I just had to save the transcript for prosperity with my own reactions.
today.msnbc.msn.com/id/26184891/vp/43108012#43108012
Al: Now we're going to go on to Wilmington, North Carolina. A nice bungalow, over 100 year's old. This one priced at $138,000.
Barbara: But it's in mint condition. When people hear 100 years old and they get panicked, but look at this, this is a cream puff of a house in a friendly town. It's a mellow yellow color, I think it's appropriate. It almost looks like a fake house. It's in a historic district with 300 other houses just like it.
Me: Well, not just like it. We can't all be cream puffs.
Barbara: ...Hardwoods throughout and an arched doorway between the living room and dining room, that's a lovely dining room with lots of light. There is a beautiful kitchen that's pristine and white, totally updated. There's a screened porch out back, patio, shaded backyard, look at all those post-its on the refrigerator.
Me: Post its! I do not have Post its on my refrigerator!
Al: It's cute.
Me: Aw, Al, thanks!
Barbara: Your own backyard with furniture and a yellow woodshed. What's wrong with that house? Only $138,000.
Al: Unless you get taken out to the woodshed. Then you're in trouble.
The helicopter scared the owl, who flew away in panic and ended up in the city. There he saw something he recognized, a green tree in the middle of the town square. He landed on it, and did what birds usually do.
The city citizens panicked! Are xmas trees washable?!?
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I have no idea what set these guys off. It was not raining and I could find no cause but I came upon this panicked nest of ants in the midst of this crazy fire drill. They each appeared to be carrying an egg. The whole thing lasted about 5 minutes and they were all done back into the nest again.
26/11/09
I *may* have mentioned once or twice (yawn) that I had flu for two weeks. It seems I chose the fortnight that everyone around me started and completed their Christmas shopping in.
Panicked by the fact that everyone I asked said, "oh yes I've nearly finished" when I asked them about their progress, I hijacked my mum and we went shopping whilst Toby was at nursery.
I live close enough to Canterbury Cathedral to get a free pass in to it. Since this saves me £7.50 each time, I feel compelled to take full advantage of my entitlement and go in every time I'm in Canterbury high street.
So, despite my Christmas shopping looming, I flashed my pass, took about 10 steps past the entrance booth, took this and walked out again. Loon.
I didn't mean for it to be an infinity sign until the camera went off. So then I panicked and this happened.
The current theme for Macro Mondays is TV Shows, while not a macro, this image reminds me of this TV show.
Have never played around with split tone, this is one of the LR 3 presets that I tweaked a little.
Last summer at Warped Tour something completely unexpected but amazing happened. As we walked by one of the many booths selling hats, sunglasses, bags and whatnot, one specific hat lured me in. The guy in charge said Assalamo Alaikum to me, or peace be with you, and I responded Walaikum Assalam (may peace also be with you). I was confused. I thought what is a Muslim other than me doing at Warped Tour? That’s completely unusual. He proceeded to ask me questions like was I Muslim, where I was from etc. He must have noticed how much I looked at that hat because he asked me if I liked it. I was embarrassed but nodded my head. Just as I was going to walk away he asked me if I wanted it. I said no and he asked why. I said because I have no money. In reality I did, I just did not want to spend $20 on a simple hat that I couldn’t even wear in public. For some reason he really wanted me to have the hat or he respected me for being Muslim (I think the second one) because he said I could have it for free. My friend and I were shocked! I replied, “What? For free?!” He said “Yeah anything here! You can have for free!” I looked at him in shock then looked at my friend who seemed to be pretty jealous. I couldn’t believe I was just about to get a free amazing fedora hat. It took me a while to decide but I went with the green and black plaid one. I thanked him so much and immediately put the hat on, which made me look completely ridiculous. I wore it for the next hour or so and when it was time to get back in the mosh pits I somehow fit it in my backpack. It was probably my favorite thing I’ve ever gotten from Warped Tour just because of the story behind it. I guess there was a benefit of being the only one to every wear a scarf at a concert. I was happy that someone there respected the religion enough to give me a free item. Although everything seemed great and the rest of Warped was as awesome as I’d hoped it would be, something traumatic happened. It was probably a few weeks later when my other friend and I went to the mall. Of course I had to show off my new hat so I wore it while I drove. When we got there my friend wanted to wear it inside so I let her. When we left she gave it back and because my hands were full with the keys and a drink in one hand and the hat in the other, I had to put my hat on top of the car in order to open it. I put my drink in the cup holder, put my seatbelt on, and started the car. That was it. We just drove away not even thinking about it. We got home and as I was bringing in everything from the car I couldn’t find my hat. I knew it had to be in the car somewhere so I didn’t panic too much. After about 5 minutes of looking, I panicked and realized I left it on top of the car. My friend was freaking out as much as I was because she knew how much it meant to me not to mention it looked pretty sweet. I couldn’t believe it but she actually wanted to go back to the mall to check if it was in the parking lot somewhere. Thankfully the mall is only 12 minutes away. We parked and checked under cars, on top of cars, in front of cars, everywhere…and nothing. It was gone. I was terribly sad and felt like such an idiot for putting something I love so much on top of the car to blow away. But we also wondered why someone would want another random person’s used hat. It was kind of gross. We gave up after a couple minutes and went really slow on the way to the highway in case it had stayed on the car that long down the road. There was still no sign of my precious green hat so I gave up and sat there in misery. Recently when I went to the PacSun in the outlets, I saw a 3 dollar hat that was exactly the same except for the colors. Even though it would remind me of the pain I went through, it was only 3 dollars and I knew I had to have something to replace it. I guess a lesson I learned is material things are not that important and yes, they can get lost. There will be other items to replace our material needs in the future.
November 13, 2017 - Melon-headed Whales Slaughter – Taiji, Japan
The day started out like any other, with a parade of banger boats heading out on the ocean to search for pods of dolphins.
Soon we saw a line of 10 banger boats far out on the horizon. It’s hard to describe the sickening feeling one gets when seeing the splash of dolphins swimming for their lives. In silence, we watched as the line of boats moved closer and closer towards us. We checked our photographs in order to get a positive identification on which species these dolphins belonged to, and saw the now-familiar white lips and dark eye patches of melon-headed whales – a new species, now all too familiar to us. Tightly, the group of 30 circled together as hunters closely examined them. This time, no trainers arrived, and then, the horrors began.
Hunters came directly towards the melon-headed whales, their engines pointed at the mammals. Loud noises and a strong stream of bubbles frightened the dolphins further towards the killing area, and predictably, complete panic ensued. Although their escape attempts were valiant, they fought a losing battle with many dragged underneath the tarps.
The dolphins killed in Taiji’s drive hunts are killed by pithing, where a sharp metal rod is hammered into the spinal cord, severing it and causing paralysis. Dolphins are supposed to die a quick death, however, the noises we broadcast to the world were anything but quick. Obviously, the mammals are taking a much longer time to die, suffering greatly in the process.
The surviving dolphins from today’s slaughter were forced to watch, as their pod members were killed under the tarps.
Those dolphins who were not selected for slaughter were pushed away from their dead or dying family members. Being dolphins, with such strong family bonds, they didn’t want to leave. Skiffs were used once again, turned around to terrorize the dolphins into moving away from the killing beach. Dolphins panicked and threw themselves on the rocks while others were simply run over by the boats. We watched helplessly as one dolphin appeared to be too weak to swim and was simply pushed through the water by the jet stream of bubbles, floating but not swimming. In a particularly heart-breaking moment, one young melon-headed calf was seen trying to get over the net to return to the killing area, perhaps in search of a lost mother. Finally, the cove went quiet. The tarps were pulled back, and the slaughter was over.
It is impossible to imagine what was going through the minds of these sentient mammals as they witnessed their beloved family members – 18 in total – dragged right past them, never to see them again.
In a repeat of a few days ago, the remaining members of this pod were eventually forced out of the cove. The same wall of sound that drove them into this nightmare was now terrorizing this group of 12 away from it. Unfortunately, there would be no reunion of family members as the decimated pod would now attempt to survive, broken, traumatized and injured. How things can change in the matter of a day.
LETS PROTECT WHALES AND DOLPHINS TOGETHER !!!
Credit: DolphinProject.com
Annie is #059 in my 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page.
I screwed this one up, but I am still including it because I liked meeting Annie so much. The focus is soft because I am focused on her hair, not her face. This is a result of panic and, because I am a left eye shooter, I find that my nose often accidentally presses the dial to move the focus point if I don't have the focus point locked. Certainly I could lock the focus point or just focus manually from now on, but then I get lazy and I don't always adjust the dioptric adjustment and then I don't trust manual focus.
My husband and I were in Missoula checking it out as a possible place to live. We went to Caras Park downtown on a Thursday evening where they have live music and food trucks from the local restaurants. It is a very fun atmosphere and to make it even better they have a beer stand set up. You buy your bracelet, get some tickets and have your pint glass filled with a local brew! This is where I met Annie, buying my beer bracelet. Annie is from Montana and attends the University of Montana here in Missoula. She loves it. When I told her I lived in San Francisco her face lit up. She told me that was the city she desired most to visit, that it is her dream to go there one day. Maybe I don't appreciate it enough. We chatted a bit about related things but then I didn't want to take up too much of her time because the beer bracelet line was suddenly getting very busy. This is when I panicked and did a crappy job taking her photograph. But like I said, she was just too nice to let this one go.
For more, read: The Great American Road Trip: Missoula.
Larena, Siquijor Island, Philippines
I was on the tricycle and we were driving by the rocky beach of Larena when from a distance, I saw this fisherman. I panicked and asked the driver to stop. I jumped out of the tricycle and ran across the road and jumped down from the bridge that was under construction. I had to go pass by a muddy area where my feet were covered in mud and trash that I don't wanna know. Finally, I reached the rocky beach walked closer to the fisherman. I clicked and clicked and took a few shots and then I had to stop and wait. He stepped into the sunlight and threw his net. I remember being so engulfed by the moment that I've captured forever.
On a Coatbridge to Carlisle movement. Running slightly ahead of the 70 and giving a slightly panicked moment or two waiting for the 70 to appear.
It was hard to catch his breath now as he approached the steps. Time was a cruel Mistress and at seventy eight he wasn't the man he used to be. Whistling under his breath, between the wheezes, the old Eddie Cochran song from 1960 popped into his head..."Now there are Three Steps To Heaven.." He had followed the steps and found someone to love....even if it had been from afar. If he'd kept it that way life would have been so much simpler. When she screamed he'd panicked, he'd never meant to squeeze so tight... she'd become silent so quickly. Often he had wondered how many other undiscovered murders there were out there? Perhaps he'd been lucky and time had been kind to him? He didn't have long to make it to the finish line without being detected. He continued whistling softly as he slowly shuffled up the steps towards home.
Oh, Jack! You only needed to ask… – Milo Yiannopoulos – The Kernel: #Labour fail #bbcqt #Newsnight #skypapers #bbctw ow.ly/r3ZIH Harriet Harman's hubby has been caught 'accidentally' favouriting pictures of giant black dongs on Twitter. Unfortunately, his panicked explanation...
Today was pretty crazy with work, so by the time I made it home at 7:45 I was a little panicked that I hadn't shot a single image all day. Lucky for me, my good friend Matt had sent me a lovely letter from Paris. I still adore getting hand written letters in the mail. I'm nostalgic that way. And look at that fantastic penmanship!
Mehmood you looked very tense and worried, how soon before you have the Karachi Kickbot 50000 Online?.....We are working around the clock Admiral Shahjahan. We know it's very important. My assistant Noor is by my side doing the final Robot Ultra Megas Class tonnage displacement calculations. We expect about 6-8 hours and Khan Solo has arrived to pilot this with a crew of fourteen of the Pakistani Starfleet's finest.
Thankyou Mehmood, but we need it sooner, like within two hours and not a minute later as we have been receiving thousands of frantic and panicked reports of the largest Intergalactic dOve Invader ever witnessed in human history. It's not a pretty sight either and is already headed for the Karachi Coastline towards Karachi City and the Karachi Kickbot Factory is not but a few miles further. We suggest you finish the work ASAP.
Oh dear, will do Admiral Shahjahan!
Thankyou Mehmood, we knew we could count on you. We will have you backed up with several more squadrons of Bedford Truck Starfighters within the hour fully equipped with PPPDBSGTCs [Pleasing Paisley Powered dOve Buster Smart Guided Torpedo Canons]. You are not alone. Over and out!
Cornwall is possibly the quietest and most isolated county in England. 8 friends and myself, all aged 18, went on a holiday to Seaton, Cornwall. Whilst travelling to cornwall little did we realise that they'd be a hunt for a possible gunman. To our surprise on the journey to Seaton, a small village near Looe, a tweet showed that police were looking for a gunman... of course we thought nothing of it... despite the fact that widegate (the most vulnerable area) was only 4 miles away.
At 5pm, we started to notice police cars everywhere. Part of our party without cameras passed widegate at the time during a shop to be stopped by a police road block. We turned on the news to see BBC say there was a gunman and that there was a sighting of him in Seaton (the village we were staying in with a population of about 50-100) We panicked, and as more and more police cars came in we used the camera's Zoom Lens from the first floor to try and see what was going on. Eventually, we plucked up the nerve to speak to an armed officer to find out that there had been a siting of the man, who was involved in a domestic violence issue and since disappeared with his two registered guns. We drank, and it all blew over. The next day we found out that the man had been arrested and subsequent ally hospitalised indefinitely. Whether this was due to bullet found or mental illness wasn't published.
Anyway, that was an interesting start to our holiday. (we didn't go looking for these shots, they just sort of happened whilst we were holidaying)
We don't know anything about the police matters or anything, only the things that were told to us by local and national news at the time and later on, and information the police gave us informally.
For news coverage:
Local www.plymouthherald.co.uk/Arrested-man-hospital/story-2131...
www.cornishguardian.co.uk/Elvis-impersonator-Derrel-Weave...
National www.huffingtonpost.co.uk/2014/06/27/school-shut-gun-attac...
Thanks Sunshinecity for introducing me to Moo Me! Let the fun begins!
These are the 10 free cards I got when they first launched. I panicked and rushed the order in without taking care of the resolution and border and getting rid of my watermark. T^T
Please add a note on the one you like and I will reserve it for you. Or I will just close my eyes and draw one for you :P
Oh my. Time to order more!
Swap list:
1. Sunshinecity - mailed Nov 17 2006 flickr.com/photos/sunshinecity/307603684/in/set-721575943...
2. Rock Artist - mailed Nov 17 2006 flickr.com/photos/rockartist/309363951/
3. Fo-Kus - mailed Nov 17 2006
4. Watsonne - mailed Nov 18 2006
5. missS - mailed Nov 21 2006 www.flickr.com/photos/123blythe/307599195/
6. k.olschok - mailed Dec 5, 2006 (Sorry, delay due to snow T_T)
7. yoshiko314 - mailed Dec 5, 2006 (Sorry, delay due to snow T_T)
8. joojanta - mailed Dec 7, 2006
On Friday, October 31 at 8 pm the Long Beach Shakespeare Company celebrated its fifth anniversary in the Richard Goad Theatre with a live webcast re-enactment of Orson Welles’ adaptation of H. G. Wells’ The War of the Worlds.
This is the famous radio broadcast that panicked America.
I CANNOT sleep. I had the worst Monday I've had in a while. Hell, I had the worst day that I've had in a while. No matter how organized and together you are, you can count on several other mothereffers to eff your ish up, making you look like the most retarded mothereffer in the world. Instead of moving forward, you get to put your current ish on hold while you try to cram the last two weeks' worth of shit ish into two hours. All while being blamed every four seconds for the backup.
I wanted to run away. That's my gut reaction; I don't want to talk, I don't want to discuss, I don't want to fight. Just leave me the hell alone. I haaaaaate how I feel right now. I just replay the day over and over in my head, looking for what I did wrong, what I could have done better, replaying everything that was said to me, compounding the pressure building in my head. I feel the way I imagine one would feel after being beaten repeatedly over the head with a blunt object. Ugh, eff that ish.
Soooo before I started sniping people from rooftops, I dug through some old pictures, trying to find evidence of Happy Times™. I found plenty, but I locked in on this one. I took this picture while speeding home from college for the Christmas holidays. California to Tennessee -- my first time doing it. Best believe I missed a turn/exit/transfer/whatever in Phoenix and went about three million miles out of my way. Luckily I am the empress of map reading, so I was able to get back on track after I realized (100 miles later) what had happened.
I have no idea where this picture was taken. I was alone, I had no mobile phone service and I hadn't seen a car or a person in hours, but I was ok with that. I normally hate when things go offtrack, so I will admit that I panicked for a couple of seconds before I whipped out the map. After the moon rose, everything was so bright and quiet. I stopped driving so that I could be there for a while. I sat on this huge rock that was shaped like a hockey puck about fifty yards from the road. My dinner was Gatorade and Cheerios. The original Cheerios, don't play. I felt so good after that. Then I remembered that coyotes and dragons and wolverines probably run rampant in those parts, so I gave my love to the sky and peaced out. Aaaand now I feel better.
Not really bad kitty. Kirby fell, his paw got stuck and he was hanging by one leg. My husband heard him and got there quickly to support his weight. Cat panicked when he let go with one hand to free his paw and nipped his hand (thumbside base of his index finger, which you can barely even see in this pic and another small mark on the palm side). By that evening, it was red and swollen. Took him to urgent care for a tetanus booster and antibiotics. By the next day, it looked like this...with the addition of red streaking up the inside of his arm. Another urgent care visit, two hospital visits, two days of IV antibiotics and another oral antibiotic later...
December 20-22,2015 - Bottlenose Dolphins – at Taiji, Japan
Taiji, Japan continues to show the world where the horror of life in captivity begins. On December 20, 2015 (local Japan time) a pod of 85-90 Bottlenose dolphins were driven into the cove, in three separate drives.
After being left over night without shelter and food the panicked pod was met in the morning (local time, December 21, 2015) with greedy “trainers” who plucked 25 members of the family out of the ocean and dumped them into harbor pens. These innocent dolphins will be tortured by the “trainers” and only fed frozen fish once they have perfected the tricks they are forced to learn. However, this training will only begin after the dolphin has suffered days without eating, then he/she will be force-fed and have funnels shoved down their throat to prevent dehydration. They will be held against the side of the pen while “trainers” hold them down to get blood samples and do further tests.
On the morning of December 22, 2015, after again being left without shelter, food, and missing a large amount of their family members this shattered pod watched in horror as “trainers” and killers entered the cove. Trainers stood in the water selecting another five Bottlenose dolphins for captivity while the water turned red with blood from a slaughter.
After destroying so many lives the hunters returned on their killing machines and drove the pod out to open waters. The fear was almost palpable as the pod sprinted towards the open water. The young had a hard time keeping up and were observed swimming alone behind the pod. These dolphins may have been “released” but every death that occurs in this pod will be more blood on the hands of the killers.
In total over the three days 30 Bottlenose were taken into captivity, 28-30 were taken to the butcher house, 25-30 were driven out of the cove. This torture in Taiji is due to the captivity industry. So far this season we have seen 85 Bottlenose ripped from the ocean to be sold into a live of slavery, all of this for human entertainment and profit. If you buy a ticket to dolphin show or a swim with the dolphin adventure you are supporting the Taiji hunters. Captivity fuels these drives.
SAY NO TO CAPTIVITY !!!
Sites for more information :
Sea Shepherd Cove Guardians Page (official)
www.facebook.com/SeaShepherdCoveGuardiansOfficialPage
Cove Guardians
www.seashepherd.org/cove-guardians
Photo: Sea Shepherd
On Friday, October 31 at 8 pm the Long Beach Shakespeare Company celebrated its fifth anniversary in the Richard Goad Theatre with a live webcast re-enactment of Orson Welles’ adaptation of H. G. Wells’ The War of the Worlds.
This is the famous radio broadcast that panicked America.
Panicked that the other horses went for a walk and she was left home, she resorted to her own methods of getting exercise...
Forest fires raged across coastal British Columbia in July, 2015. This made for some rather unusual "sight-seeing" on a boat trip through the Jervis and Princess Louisa Inlets off Georgia Strait.
These waters off the British Columbia coast have long been visited by colourful characters. Herman Caspar, who was a squatter with no legal rights to the property, sold the land at the entrance to the Princess Louisa Inlet to American aviation executive Thomas F. Hamilton for $500 in 1940. Hamilton wanted to build luxury resorts for visiting yachtsmen and Hollywood celebrities. Unfortunately, his grand plans came to little when someone contracted polio in in 1950, and the resort was abandoned by panicked staff and customers alike. In 1953, the property was bough by Young Life, Presbyterian Minister Jim Rayburn’s organisation, and it has run as a Christian summer camp for teenagers ever since.
For the story, please visit: www.ursulasweeklywanders.com/travel/smoke-on-the-waters-p...
Vivi did fly off the edge - but I was watching and snagged her by the ankle as Mama panicked and caught her back.
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For the past week, i've been hanging about in orchards, in beautiful Herefordshire. Glorious weather (it was too hot for sampling at times!), a bit of sight seeing and general goodness. How is it that no matter how lovely a B+B I stay in, how well things are going, how I managed to joyfully find pink moleskins, there is always that one day when I do something REALLY stupid and have a whole day of crying and utter panic?
Now for those of you who are regular visitors to my stream, you may remember the Great Key Debacle of last summer? Yes, you guessed it, I lost the University Department Car Keys! I narrowed it down to 2 hectares of 6-12inch long grass to search in! I had only been walking around for 15 minutes when I realised they had mysteriously fallen out of my pocket (although irritatingly, 2 AA batteries remained), I was initially panicked but thought, it'll be ok. I haven't moved out of the orchard, there are no waves to carry them off this time, it'll be fine. Won't it??
Four, yes FOUR, hours later, I was still parting each blade of grass by hand to search for the said missing keys, which unhelpfully had a yellow key ring, which suspiciously blended in well with the grass. The roadside cover service (no names mentioned) said they wouldn't come out to help because it was "human error". So there I was, a lone girl stuck stranded in an orchard with only a stick (to measure trees), a tape measure, a clinometer (also used for measuring trees but pretty useless for anything else) and my phone.
It was 27 degrees or more, i.e. extremely hot for us tame Brits, I had no water, no food, had been crying constantly and felt like I was going to pass out. I had no money, no way of getting back to my B+B and was in total despair, thinking my only option was to spend the night sat outside the car.
I carried on parting each blade of grass, I had two more tree rows to go before I reached the end of the area that I had covered. There seemed no hope. I sent up an almighty cry for help and then my prayers were answered! I looked down and there they were!!
What a relief!
I now have been given the tag of No.1 troublemaker in the whole department (after scratching the hire car last time..did I tell you about that?)
Just when things seemed to be better, I found out my credit card has been stopped due to it being used fraudulently again (twice in 6 months is very unlucky) and I almost got killed on a roundabout. I don't know why people pull out in front of you in big vans, when they look at you and you are clearly indicating that you're coming off the roundabout. Idiot. Hmph.
Safe to say, I was glad when Wednesday was finally over!!
There once was a man named Phillip who was walking around the quads. He saw his old friends and an old piece of bread that looked precariously odd. It was there on the floor with the shade of lavender, and the antlers of a deer, yes, it’s weird. He told his friends but they couldn't see it. So then he tried to grab it, but once he did, it was absorbed into his body and he panicked! His friends gathered wondering what was wrong. He tried to think but he became dizzy, so he focused and then he was floating!
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The First Battle of Bull Run, also known as First Manassas (the name used by Confederate forces), was fought on July 21, 1861, in Prince William County, Virginia, near the city of Manassas, not far from the city of Washington, D.C. It was the first major battle of the American Civil War. The Union's forces were slow in positioning themselves, allowing Confederate reinforcements time to arrive by rail. Each side had about 18,000 poorly trained and poorly led troops in their first battle. It was a Confederate victory followed by a disorganized retreat of the Union forces.
Just months after the start of the war at Fort Sumter, the Northern public clamored for a march against the Confederate capital of Richmond, Virginia, which they expected to bring an early end to the rebellion. Yielding to political pressure, Brig. Gen. Irvin McDowell led his unseasoned Union Army across Bull Run against the equally inexperienced Confederate Army of Brig. Gen. P. G. T. Beauregard camped near Manassas Junction. McDowell's ambitious plan for a surprise flank attack on the Confederate left was poorly executed by his officers and men; nevertheless, the Confederates, who had been planning to attack the Union left flank, found themselves at an initial disadvantage.
Confederate reinforcements under Brig. Gen. Joseph E. Johnston arrived from the Shenandoah Valley by railroad and the course of the battle quickly changed. A brigade of Virginians under the relatively unknown brigadier general from the Virginia Military Institute, Thomas J. Jackson, stood their ground and Jackson received his famous nickname, "Stonewall Jackson". The Confederates launched a strong counterattack, and as the Union troops began withdrawing under fire, many panicked and the retreat turned into a rout. McDowell's men frantically ran without order in the direction of Washington, D.C. Both armies were sobered by the fierce fighting and many casualties, and realized the war was going to be much longer and bloodier than either had anticipated.
Discover the true meaning of fear in Alien: Isolation, a survival horror set in an atmosphere of constant dread and mortal danger. Fifteen years after the events of Alien, Ellen Ripley’s daughter, Amanda enters a desperate battle for survival, on a mission to unravel the truth behind her mother's disappearance. As Amanda, you will navigate through an increasingly volatile world as you find yourself confronted on all sides by a panicked, desperate population and an unpredictable, ruthless Alien. Underpowered and underprepared, you must scavenge resources, improvise solutions and use your wits, not just to succeed in your mission, but to simply stay alive.
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Padley & Burbage Hike Conclusion:
I panicked when I arrived at the top of Higger Tor. I had given myself plenty of time, an hour to in fact! to find my spot but Higger Tor has so many different shapes, forms and possibilities in its gritstone that my mind started to race and so did my heart rate.
I found several spots I liked and it felt like being a small kid again in a toy store being told you can only choose one. I came to this spot, left, returned, left again, came back, went somewhere else but ultimately, like that kid in the toy store eventually does; I formed my bond with this spot and knew in my hearts of hearts this was the one I wanted.
After all the rushing about (which felt like hours in my mind) I sat down to realise I hadn't cut it quite as fine as I thought (*cough* as usual) leaving me the luxury of forty minutes to relax and enjoy watching the light go from yellow to orange and eventually that afterglow explosion of red and magenta.
I used the last of the afterglow light to take the lazy persons route off the tor and scrambled directly down, enjoying a night hike back along the way I came, through a very spooky Padley Gorge at night.
I think this guy heard my shutter clicks. He never panicked and slowly sauntered away after a few minutes.
I didn't have to do anything to the light in post. It was perfect.
OMG. I almost forgot my photo today!!! I panicked. I took the first thing in my reach: a Plasmaball. So nothing great here. But a photo for the day anyway. So far a bad start for my project 365. :-(
Pantropical Spotted Dolphins January 24 , 2014
An entire family of Pantropical Spotted dolphins was obliterated this morning in the killing cove. Despite worldwide media attention on Taiji, the dolphin killers continue to hunt, kidnap and murder dolphins.
The killing is not limited to just one species. After decimating a bottlenose pod over the weekend and a Striped dolphin pod yesterday, they kidnapped 6 captive and brutally slaughtered 40-45 Pantropical Spotted dolphins today.
11 killing boats herded the pod toward the killing cove in less than 3 hours. The Spotted dolphin pod was found far south of Taiji, and was driven for miles.
Exhausted and panicked, the dolphins clung together and adults were seen protecting their young calves. It was a heart breaking visual for those of us documenting the process.
Once the pod was pushed under the tarps, thrashing could be heard as babies were ripped from their family and tossed into the transport skiff. Four dolphins were taken for the first transfer to the Taiji harbor holding pens. The skiff returned filled with bloody water from the injured dolphins. More thrashing echoed above the cove as the slaughter began and 2 more dolphins were taken prisoner and transferred out from the cove to the harbor holding pens. The thrashing continued over 10-15 minutes as the pod was pithed one by one and left to eventually die in the shallow water. An eerie silence and a crimson colored cove indicated that the mass murder had ended. The loud “thumps” we heard were the bodies being hurled into the skiffs for transport to the butcher house. Two skiffs were piled high with dead bodies and of course covered and hidden with tarps, because Taiji is so proud of the their culture and tradition.
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This is the only picture that I am positive is Mary Abigail Freeney. She is the one seated, and was granny's (Ila Josephine Oakes Hardesy) birth mother. If there is anyone who does not know the story, she died at the age of 26 in a horrid accident.
The laundry was done in a huge cast iron vat over a fire in the yard, and she was working on it early one morning when her night gown caught on fire. She panicked and rushed to the field where great grandpa, Daniel Webster Oakes, was working. It was already too late though he tried to save her. She left him with several small children and he married their school marm, Minnie Ketchum, not much later. She is the great grandmother you will be remembering and the one we have more photos of.
This is circa 1888 to 1890.
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This garden lizard voluntarily fell prey to my camera, as I was sitting in my living room this fellow ran in, panicked people where cooing, yelling and jumping around as I was casually getting ready my lens to shoot :) ... of course, as you see I wrapped him up into my memory card!
mouth cover only make people more panicked. so please wish me luck as I try to enter beijing, china in 24 hours.
Meet Woodie the Wood Doo (aren't I brilliant and imaginative at names).
Gradually it got tamer and started to sit at the back door waiting for peanuts. Then it advanced to sitting on the door threshold and have a good look around to see where the nuts were coming from.
After doing this a few times, I heard a pitter-patter of tiny feet on the kitchen floor, and thought 'Oh no, Tufty the Squirrel is back'. But it was Woodie half way across the kitchen floor. When it saw me it panicked, and tried to fly off, knocking dishes, pans, fruit etc. onto the floor. It also defecated as it was flying about, creating a bit of a mess. It smashed against the window (leaving an impressive imprint) and landed in the sink where I could grab it (it was remarkably calm about being held) and evicted it.
It still comes to the back door, but that's as far as it comes now, and flies onto this fence when I'm putting nuts out instead of just sitting at the back door.
We actually had some rain in the Bay Area last week, and after it I ran into this sign. I hope it was ironic, and not truly a panicked reaction to .1 of an inch of rain.
One of the few pictures I have of my favorite species of anemonefish. Seen here with one of the only two species of anemone it pairs with, Stichodactyla haddoni (the other being Heteractis crispa), this dive point is a standard stop for tourists visiting the Kerama islands in Okinawa prefecture. S. haddoni will withdraw quickly into the sand if handled, leaving panicked and dismayed anemonefish to fend for themselves. Nikon 8008, fujichrome Provea 100, 60mm Nikon macro lens. Aquatica housing. Single Ikelite 225 strobe.
I stopped to look at this beautiful thistle covered hill. I disturbed a red-winged blackbird nesting area and they panicked, much like kildeer.
Check out the root system. www.btny.purdue.edu/pubs/ws/canadathistle/CanadaThistle.html