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Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es:
LENN HAS COMPANY(1 of 1) /
LENN TIENE VISITA (1 de 1)
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 40 of 89) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50,51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89.
FOTOSTORY: In English / En Español
Gwen: Would you show them to me? XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
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Gwen: Me los enseñas? XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
LINKS:
- Las FOTOHISTORIAS de Sheryl en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Sheryl Photostories at Flickr
- Hilo de las Fotohistorias de Lenn y Gwen en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
capturing a butterfly
with a camera
makes a great metaphor
for freezing fleeting bursts
of magical moments
each flitter is a unique gesture
which passes in an instant
each flutter is a singular motion
which never comes back
Looking through my viewfinder while trying to capture this butterfly reminded me how important it is to live in the moment. It doesn’t matter how simple or insignificant that moment might seem to be. I know that within it lie incredible wonders, but which only my heart can see.
The anatomy of a stolen glance.
Wikipedia says, "Eye contact is an event when two people look at each other's eyes at the same time. It is a form of nonverbal communication known as oculesics and has a large influence on social behavior. Frequency and interpretation of eye contact vary between cultures."
Joan Baez, on the other hand, crooned: ~
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from?
A booth in the midwest
Ten years ago
I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust.
1. garden shoes for sale, 2. Day 183 / 365 - off in my own little bubble, 3. summer, 4. touch the sky, 5. A Family of ten, 6. we all scream for dairy queen, 7. momma's chalk art, 8. 120 mph One-Handed Whilst Dragging a Nikon D200 and a 12-24 f/4 Lens Inches Off of the Asphalt, 9. March, 10. strawberries, 11. Sparkling, 12. There's no stopping curiosity., 13. 365.153 Stiletto FUTAB, 14. Save Ferris!, 15. Smile!, 16. 193 of 365~~~ Playing Ballerina
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Taken with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XSi.
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I recently visited Morro Bay , specifically Morro strait a section of beach that words can barely descibe. Kids, dogs, and coulples just walking along this beach cannot help but be awestruck by the immense size of the rock and the atmosphere it seems to generate. The waves lap along the shore and the sun seems to just hover and play with the outline of the rock. Here is the series of shot I took this day as the sun slowly went down.
a must see for anyone visiting pismo beach or highway 1 on the California coastline. PS the riders of these horses asked me to post this as they said "they have no shots of them riding on this beach" I hope this finds you well.
Excerpt from www.lecinqueterre.org/eng/arte/vernaantiochia.php:
Legend has it that in ancient times, a small wooden box was found along the coast of Vernazza, containing the bones of a finger of Santa Margherita's hand. After shouting the miracle, the inhabitants decided to build a church in honor of the Saint in the district called Isolotto. A strong storm, however, dispersed the relic and it appeared only some time later, exactly where it was first found. The Vernazzesi then built the church there, overlooking the sea, where it is today.
More prosaically, the church of Santa Margherita d'Antiochia was built in the 13th century in the Gothic-Ligurian style by the Antelami Masters on a pre-existing Romanesque building. Mentioned for the first time in 1318, it stands on a rock overlooking the sea. The octagonal tower, 40 meters high, is crowned by small arches and ends with an ogival dome. Between 1500 and 1600 the church was enlarged, extending the hall by two bells per nave, to the detriment of the original medieval façade which was destroyed. In 1750, new works on the church led to the covering of the Romanesque interior with Baroque style coverings, also replacing the wooden roof with vaults and raising the bell tower. In more recent times, in the years 1964-1970, the church was partially restored with the original internal structure and recovering the exposed wooden roof.
The church has two entrances: the main one is more hidden and less easy to reach, and a more comfortable one, in one of the apses overlooking the tree-lined square in front of the marina, opened during the 19th century. The interior with three naves is raised above the level of the square. It houses two 17th century canvases, the Baroque high altar from 1750, an 18th century processional chest and a wooden crucifix attributed to Anton Maria Maragliano.
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Tutta la pianta dell'oleandro (Nerium oleander) è mortale, perchè contiene cianuro, non solo i semi.
Se ne mangi solo uno, al massimo stai solo un pò male... ma più di uno ti rischi di avvelenarti, provocando il soffocamente a livello cellulare.
Pensa che usando il legno dell'oleandro, per fare la carne allo spiedo, rischi un'intossicazione mortale.
Vuoi la prova della tossicità della pianta? Prendi un fiore, o una foglia... stropicciala con le dita, e sentirai odore di mandola. Quell'odore è dato dai composti contenenti cianuro.
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- A prism of words, for the lucky who reads Neruda in spanish …
Poema El pozo
de Pablo Neruda
A veces te hundes, caes
en tu agujero de silencio,
en tu abismo de cólera orgullosa,
y apenas puedes
volver, aún con jirones
de lo que hallaste
en la profundidad de tu existencia.
Amor mío, qué encuentras
en tu pozo cerrado?
Algas, ciénagas, rocas?
Qué ves con ojos ciegos,
rencorosa y herida?
Mi vida, no hallarás
en el pozo en que caes
lo que yo guardo para ti en la altura:
un ramo de jazmines con rocío,
un beso más profundo que tu abismo.
No me temas, no caigas
en tu rencor de nuevo.
Sacude la palabra mía que vino a herirte
y déjala que vuele por la ventana abierta.
Ella volverá a herirme
sin que tú la dirijas
puesto que fue cargada con un instante duro
y ese instante será desarmado en mi pecho.
Sonríeme radiosa
si mi boca te hiere.
No soy un pastor dulce
como en los cuentos de hadas,
sino un buen leñador que comparte contigo
tierra, viento y espinas de los montes.
Ámame tú, sonríeme,
ayúdame a ser bueno.
No te hieras en mí, que será inútil,
no me hieras a mi porque te hieres.
Sorry for a crappy face shot. I was really busy today and by the time I was 1/3 done with my work it was nightime...
I'm pretty much started to hate what I'm doing, I'm irritable, I'm getting catty, I'm getting overly defensive. I sleep everywhere I go (I swear, even when I'm eating I can fall asleep)
I feel that ever since I entered this school I've changed for the worse. It makes you a more fucked up person. You got through so much shit, stress and drama that sometimes you change into the person you hate without really realizing it. ,
I used to love getting critique, my teachers used to say that they never met a student more willing to listen to criticism. But after I entered design school it started to irritate me. Well, depending on how the critique was phrased.
Sometimes critique sounds very rude and tactless. I've gone through harsh and at times, unreasonable critiques from lecturers.
Sometimes what they're saying is just "That's ugly, please re-do it." but they have to put you through at least 5 minutes of how ugly they think it is, and in front of the whole class. They don't even tell you how you can work on it to improve.
I'm so sick of this place, we work nearly 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, it changes you, it warps you into someone you don't want to be, now I finally understand why so many of my schoolmates quit.
1. You change (for the worse). 2. You get constantly backstabbed and bitched about. 3. You face unreasonable lecturers. 4. Your skin turns bad, you develop eye bags, you feel tired all the time 5. You don't get enough time to sleep, rest etc.
And yet all your hardwork doesn't ensure that you'll get a good grade because after all that hard work you can be just put down in front of the class.
3 more days of torture. Then freedom for a short while.
I can't wait.
My monday has been very mundane. Somehow I managed to go to bed at 5am and wake up once at 8 to wake my dad and make his tea, and then twice more for Dash to go out but really I didn't stay awake until after 1pm...I never do that! But oh it felt sooo nice...I needed that extra sleep badly.
I also had a day free of writers block! Go me *snoopy dance*
I also somehow managed to lose my neck in my photo...I know, I'm so talented pfft =^_^=
Peratallada que ha sido declarada conjunto histórico artístico, es uno de los núcleos más importantes del Ampurdán en cuanto a arquitectura medieval se refiere. De un extraordinario atractivo y belleza, conserva su antiguo aspecto feudal, donde hay que destacarn el castillo fortificado con su torre del homenaje y el palacio (s. XI-XIV), las murallas (s. XII-XIII) y la iglesia de San Esteban (románica, de principios del s. XII ). Llama la atención el gran foso que rodea a esta localidad, excavado en la roca viva. De aquí procede el nombre de la Villa: Piedra Tallada.
La villa conserva la misma distribución urbana medieval: desde la Plaza Mayor, con sus singulares porches, hasta la trama de estrechas callejuelas, donde descubriremos un interesante conjunto de arquitectura popular.
Peratallada that has been declared historical artistic, is one of the most important nuclei Ampurdán about medieval architecture is concerned. In a special attraction and beauty, retains its old feudal aspect, where destacarn that the castle with its tower and the palace of the tribute (s. XI-XIV), walls (s. XII-XIII) and the church of San Esteban (Romance of the early twelfth century). Draws attention to the great moat that surrounds the town, dug into the rock. Hence the name of the Town: Stone carving.
The village retains the same distribution medieval city: from Piazza Maggiore, with its unique porch, until the fabric of narrow streets, where they discover a set of interesting architecture.
Seriously. Big. On Black. So good.
The Rock Run Mill was built in 1794 by John Stump, a prominent businessman, on land originally known as "Land of Promise". The mill was in continuous use until 1954. It is one of the oldest mills still standing in Harford County.
The building was restored by the State of maryland in 1965. The huge water wheel, which drives the French-made mill stones, is an exact replica of the original. The water wheel turns from the weight of the water filling the buckets. Although it weighs twelve tons, the wheel is so finely balanced that less than two pouds of force will turn it.
During its operation the mill served as a center of activity for the community. Money was seldom exchanged between the local farmers, who brought their grain to be ground into meal, and the miller. Instead, the miller took a percentage of the processed grain, known as his "pottle".
Fatty marrow on char grilled toast (more delicious St. John bread) that bring out the smoky flavours from of the char. The marrow was served unsalted and tasted only oily, rich, but ironically very clean. I enjoyed the lightly dressed parsley salad, which was a lovely blend of crisp greens, kicked up with lightly salted fresh capers and peppery red onions. The salad was the cleansing component on this otherwise artery clogging plate, balancing out the strong flavours of the grilled toasts and cutting the richness of the fatty marrow.
Seen on: miseenplace.co.uk/blog/index.php/restaurant-reviews/st-jo...
♫♪Sta Limania♫♪, de Natasa Theodoridou, de la BSO de la película "Un toque de canela".
Rescato estas fotos porque ya no sé cuando volveré a tener tiempo para probar a hacerlas de nuevo y como lo que reflejan me gusta tanto, prefiero pasar por encima de calidades técnicas y perfeccionismos varios.
El lugar resulta curioso: es el casino del pueblo en el que vivo desde que nací. No es un casino de los de mesas de tapete verde y señores adinerados, no. Es una asociación cultural, por llamarlo de alguna forma. No sé los años que tendrá, pero seguro que pasa de un siglo, por la zona en la que se encuentra y por la construcción en sí. Es un amplio local -puede que, de lejos, el bar más grande de la población- en el que sólo se reúnen hombres a jugar la partida de cartas o la de dominó. Las únicas mujeres que se ven son las dos trabajadoras que gestionan la cafetería, integrada en el enorme salón en el que hay una mesa de billar, un rincón dedicado a la lectura de la prensa y el resto, a mesas para juegos varios.
El acceso a los que no están asociados es libre, pero, por ejemplo, los periódicos están reservados y los partidos de fútbol retransmitidos por la televisión, también.
Da a dos calles y tiene enormes ventanales. La única planta de la construcción se levanta un poco del nivel de la calle por lo que los habituales del casino están en un escaparate permanente. De ahí que a mí la situación del rincón de lectura me resulte tan atrayente: la misma gente, día tras día, leyendo el periódico a diferentes horas. Casi todos mayores; los más, bastante mayores. Una rutina que forma parte de mi vida, sobre todo, desde que tengo a Zas y he de salir a diario a pasearlo.
El local es la sede del Círculo Instructivo Musical, esto es, la Banda de Música municipal y desde el salón principal se puede acceder a un frontón de pilota valenciana, en el que se celebra, de cuando en cuando, alguna competición. Hace muchos años -y ahora también, pero mucho menos- era un lugar reservado sólo para hombres, en los que se apostaba de manera habitual. La imagen más representativa de esta "forma de ser" que se extinguirá por el paso del tiempo, cuando desaparezca esta generación de mayores, es la del señor repeinado, con bigote y puro en la mano, endomingado, con presencia de hombre satisfecho.
La dificultad que entrañaban las fotos era hacerlas sin que ellos me vieran, por lo que tuve que utilizar el zoom desde la acera de enfrente y aprovechar, en dos de ellas, la caida de la noche, porque salvo la primera que pude hacerla desde enfrente de la fachada, a unos diez metros de distancia y con la luz a favor, los reflejos de los cristales, en las otras tomas, se comían la escena. De ahí que tengan ruido y no estén bien enfocadas... esconderse detrás de un coche no es una buena manera de atinar a la hora de hacer una fotografía.
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Ex #6 Again not the shot I set out to get, tide was too high when I got here, bla bla bla. I had been on the beach for an hour and a half without one successful shot before I took shelter behind the old harbour wall to get this. The exposure is a bit too long as I lost a lot of detail in the clouds, but it was the only shot I got, i live and learn.
Looking for the Dog ? FWT can you find it ?
Have a party to go to tomorrow night, this is the invite:
[We are having a little party to celebrate the re-publication of...]
** SKY PIRATES...
** DRAGon LadIES...
** RazoR GirLS...
** Prim SmuggLERS...
** AndROID SlaVERS...
** And a FEW
JUST plain
F R E A K S.
CHARACTER & COSTUME
WE expect YOU to come in character of course...
but in the 'ZONE, character... CHARACTER?
... well, it is a matter of intensity, not form.
And if you are still mystified, read the accompanying history, in this loooooong, involved, tedious note.
Above is what I came up with, below are the details.
Style Card:
Hair: .+*Inem*+.Silver [MS]
Skin: ND/MD Galaxia masked skin
Ears: .: Black Heart :. Cyber Neko Ear I Blue Preset
Tail: .: Black Heart :. Iron Scorpio Tail ((Modded to invis the scorpian stinger))
Bracers: .: Black Heart :. Solaris Patrol Forearm I
Dress: *League* Scoop! Dark Grey/Black
Boots: Blaze* Stiletto Boots - Black
Shape: Alady
Model: Bianca Bender
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Pictured:
Illuminations: Reflections of Earth
World Showcase
Epcot
Walt Disney World Resort
Lake Buena Vista, Florida
November, 2008
This picture made it to Flickr Explore November 21, 2008 - #14 - thanks everyone!
Featured in the Digital Photography School blog post "Long Exposure Photography: 15 Stunning Examples" - I'm honored to have been included among such amazing photographs - thank you DPS!!
Disney Photo Challenge winner in "Fireworks" - thanks for your votes!
Thanks for stopping by!
www.ukbutterflies.co.uk/species.php?species=hyperantus
Ringlet
Aphantopus hyperantus (a-fan-TOH-puss hy-per-AN-tuss)
Wingspan
Male: 42 - 48mm
Female: 46 - 52mm
Checklist Number
59.009
Family:NymphalidaeRafinesque, 1815
Subfamily:SatyrinaeBoisduval, 1833
Tribe:ManioliniGrote, 1897
Genus:AphantopusWallengren, 1853
Subgenus:
Species:hyperantus(Linnaeus, 1758)
Introduction
This is a relatively-common butterfly that is unmistakable when seen at rest - the rings on the hindwings giving this butterfly its common name. The uppersides are a uniform chocolate brown that distinguish this butterfly from the closely-related Meadow Brown. Despite this uniformity, a newly-emerged adult is a surprisingly beautiful insect, the velvety wings providing a striking contrast with the delicate white fringes found on the wing edges. The dark colouring also allows this butterfly to quickly warm up - this butterfly being one of the few that flies on overcast days.
Variation in this butterfly is primarily focused on the rings on the hindwings, the lanceolata aberration being particularly striking, where the rings are elongated to form teardrops. Other aberrations occur where the rings are greatly reduced or completely absent. Huggins (1959) also describes a form in Kerry, Ireland, that is of normal size until 600 feet, when it starts to be replaced by a dwarf form that, at 1,000 feet, takes over completely.
This butterfly can be found throughout most of the British Isles, south of a line between the South Ebudes in the west and Banffshire in the east. It is also absent from the western parts of northern England, north-west of the Midlands, the Isle of Man and the Channel Islands. This butterfly forms discrete colonies where numbers vary from a few dozen to several thousand.
Aphantopus hyperantus
This species was first defined in Linnaeus (1758)
Conservation Status
This is one of the few species that is doing well, with evidence of increases in both distribution and population. It is not, therefore, a priority species for conservation efforts.
Habitat
A variety of habitats is used, although sites characterised as being sheltered and damp are preferred, such as woodland clearings, woodland edges and rides, meadows, hedgerows, road verges and country lanes, where the full heat from the summer sun can be avoided and where the foodplant is lush. The butterfly is not typically found in open areas, such as grassland or heathland.
Life Cycle
There is one generation each year, with adults emerging in the second half of June, peaking in mid-July, with a few individuals continuing into August. The flight period is relatively-short when compared with its close relatives.
Imago
Male and female are almost identical in appearance, although it is just possible to make out the feintest of sex brands on the forewings of the male, which contains special scent scales used in courtship. Males adopt an exclusive strategy of patrolling for mates and are often seen in ones and twos fluttering among the grasses that typify their habitat.
A mated female lays her eggs in a somewhat-chaotic fashion, typically perched on a grass stem and ejecting a single egg at random, often into the air, causing it to land in the vegetation. Both sexes take nectar from a variety of sources, Bramble and Thistle being particular favourites.
Adults feed primarily on Bramble (Rubus fruticosus), Fleabane (Pulicaria dysenterica), Hemp Agrimony (Eupatorium cannabinum), Kidney Vetch (Anthyllis vulneraria), Marjoram (Origanum vulgare), Privet (Ligustrum vulgare), Ragwort (Senecio jacobaea) and Thistles (Cirsium spp. and Carduus spp.).
Ovum
Eggs are a pale yellow when first laid, but soon turn a pale brown. The stage lasts between 2 and 3 weeks.
Larva
The larva is nocturnal and hides by day at the base of a grass tussock, emerging at night to feed on the tenderest parts of the foodplant. The larva hibernates while in the 3rd instar, but will feed on particularly warm evenings during the winter. Regular feeding resumes in the spring when the larvae can be found by torchlight feeding on grass stems, although they will fall to the ground with the slightest disturbance. There are 4 moults in total.
The primary larval foodplants are Cock's-foot (Dactylis glomerata), Common Couch (Elytrigia repens), False Brome (Brachypodium sylvaticum), Meadow-grasses (various) (Poa spp.) and Tufted Hair-grass (Deschampsia cespitosa).
Pupa
The pupa is formed in a flimsy cocoon, comprising just a few strands of silk, at the base of a grass tussock. This stage lasts around 2 weeks.
There are so many variations to the skin on this one that it simply had to all be put into some kind of a composite image: 6 skins for ladies and 6 for gentlemen. Some ornate, others less so, some incorporating typographic elements, others without typography. Other than that there are shoulder pads, shoes, a mohawk and a pelvic attachment, which for lack of a better word we are simply calling a "skirt".
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To be serious, one of my top-ten super hero movies is definitely Big Hero 6. It has a great storyline despite that it's made for kids. Furthermore the animations are really well done and the emotions of the characters are captured perfectly. In addition all the scenes in the movie are filled with a lot of nice details.
The fact that they used a Fall out Boy song makes everything even better!
I especially liked how they designed Hiro's Workshop. It's full of stuff.
Now with a SuperHero competition on Imperium der Steine I had the chance to build it in Lego.
If you want to see more details or how dusty my bricks are, look at the picture in high resolution
It's been deep around here lately so I thought I had better lighten it up around here or at least mom it up *grin*
I mean HELLO! I AM a mom of three kiddos.
Three kids in less than 5 years......
that is a hell of A LOT OF MOM MOMENTS.
Sure some days, okay okay, A LOT of days, okay okay MOST days, they make me CrAzY but damn I am one blessed woman.
Be back later today with today's 365 shot.
Excerpt from fpf.ccidahk.gov.hk/en/location/detail.php?id=76:
Tsuen Wan Jockey Club Tak Wah Park was designed along the classical Chinese garden theme. The park, with an area of about 1.63 hectares, is located in Tsuen Wan town centre. Being a Chinese-style garden that is rarely found in Tsuen Wan, Tak Wah Park provides a fine place for relaxation in the bustling town area. Sponsored by the Hong Kong Jockey Club, construction works of the park were carried out in 2 phases. Phase I was completed in 1989, while Phase II was completed in 1995. Modelled on the setup of a classical Chinese garden, the park has rock mountains made from Taihu rock, thick foliage, ornamental lakes, ancient village houses, a "pai lau", stone bridge, a stone boat, a pavilion and a verandah. A "Chess Garden" was built in the park, where giant stone-carved pieces of Chinese chess are used to display the endgame for the deliberation of chess lovers. In addition, there are 2 theme gardens in the park, namely, "Camellia Garden" and "Herb Garden", where different species of Camellia and herb are grown. Tak Wah Gallery and Environmental Resources Centre are converted from ancient village houses on the site. They are managed by Leisure and Cultural Services Department and Environmental Protection Department respectively.
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I took this photo during my 5-day backpacking trip in High Sierra: from Onion Valley to Rae Lakes.
My team of 8 hiked about 40 miles, including going through tough Glen Pass 11798 ft (3596 m) and Kearsarge Pass 11760 ft (3550 m)
This was taken at evening before spending very first night near Matlock Lake. I walked around lake at evening - and took a number of macro shots with frogs and flowers. And I took this beautiful sunset photos of near-by Flower Lake.The whole trip was amazing, opening my eyes at beauty of high mountains filled with dozens and dozens of alpine lakes...It was not easy to carry a 40-pound backpack and climb high elevation passes while the air is so thin, but it was worh the effort and I surely will return here again
'The little church at San Bernolfo - Bagni di Vinadio - Cuneo, Italy - # 15' On Black
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Text of this ancient document preserved at the interior of the churh.
CULPAE RESERVATAE
IN CUNEENSI DIOCESI
I. Blashpemia contumeliosa in Deum, vel Deiparam Virginem, aut aliquem ex Sanctis, quae a doubus, aut pluribus audita fuerit; et blasphemia haeriticalis, etiam nullo audiente prolata.
II. Incantationes, maleficia, et sortiligia cum abusu sacrarum rerum.
III. Homicidium voluntarium, quod quis sive per se, sive per alium perpetraverit. Abortus quoque foetus sive animati, sive inanimati, etiam irrito effectu tentatus.
IV. Suffocatio infantis anno expleto minoris in lecto, ob praetermissam cautionem cunarum, vel alterius repaguli.
V. Bonorum ad loca pia spectantium conversio in proprios usus ab administratoribus facta, si, anno expleto, integre non satisfecerint, vel si requisiti, administrationis suae rationem non dederint.
VI. Horrendum scelus bestialitatis aut sodomiae, tam activae, quam passivae.
VII. Incestus inter consanguineos in primo et secundo gradu; inter affines in primo gradu; inter cognatos spirituales; et tactus impudici habiti a Confessario cum filia confessionis.
VIII. Copula carnalis inter sponsum et sponsam ante celebrationem matrimonii per verba de praesenti.
IX. Perjurium in judicio, et falsum testimonium; inductio quoque falsi testis in judicium.
X. Denunciatio falsi impedimenti, ne matrimonium ineatur; vel omissio revelationis impedimenti, quod quis noverit matrimonio obstare, antequam ipsum celebretur.
XI. Percussio et maledictio parentum, patris nempe, vel matris.
XII. Baptismatis ultra octavam diem a parentibus protractio.
XIII. Qui callide per se, vel per alium malitiose impediunt, quominus Parochus, aut alius Confessarius ad aegrotum accedant Sacramenta conferendi gratia, vel quominus condatur testamentum.
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Omnes confessarii adprobati facultatem habent in hac Dioecesi a culpis ut supra reservati absolvendi.
1.° Eos qui vincti in carceribus detinentur -- 2.° Aegrotantes, qui muniaendi sunt sacrosancto Corporis Christi viatico -- 3.° Eos, qui totius vitae, vel saltem anteacti triennii exhomologesim faciunt -- 4.° Clericos spiritualibus exercitationibus operam dantes ad sacros Ordines recipiendos -- 5° Tum etiam sponsos et sponsas, a quibus aedem vel proxime sequenti die suscipiendum est sacramentum matrimonii --6.° Eos, quibis sine scandali, aut gravis probri periculo nequit prorogari absolutio, quum aliunde censeantur ad eam recipiendam satis praeparati.
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We zijn aangekomen in Buka. Dit is een eilandje ietsje ten noorden van Bougainville,
een buurprovincie van de Solomon eilanden in de stille zuidzee, en je merkt hier dan ook invloeden van dit land in de gebruiken en tradities. De mensen zijn donker van huidskleur.
Vrouwen zijn heel fier op hun halskettingen van geslepen schelpjes. Dit is een huwelijkscadeau. Lichaamsbeschilderingen worden zelden toegepast. Bij speciale gelegenheden dragen ze fel gekleurde borststukjes en rokjes van een soort raffia, gedroogde bladeren.
We worden ontvangen door een lokale stam. Er volgt een aangename begroeting, en onze voeten worden besprenkeld. Dit is hun welkomstgroet.
ook:
nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bougainville_(eiland)
Buka Island is the second largest island in the Papua New Guinean province of Bougainville.
Buka is situated on Buka Island, Bougainville Province, Papua New Guinea. It has been the capital of the province during the Bougainville civil war. The former, or proper capital of Bougainville, Arawa was all but destroyed in 1990 as tensions reached a critical level in a civil uprising.
Buka today is a bustling, peaceful town, detached by water from the main island Bougainville, and the much publicized tension there.
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es:
LENN HAS COMPANY(1 of 1) /
LENN TIENE VISITA (1 de 1)
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 50 of 89) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50,51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89.
FOTOSTORY: In English / En Español
Lenn: - skidding – (SHIT LENN HURRY UP!!! Write: ENTRANCE FORBIDDEN!!)
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Lenn: - derrapando - (JODER LENN ESPABILA!!! Escribe: PROHIBIDA LA ENTRADA!!)
LINKS:
- Las FOTOHISTORIAS de Sheryl en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Sheryl Photostories at Flickr
- Hilo de las Fotohistorias de Lenn y Gwen en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
Eumigus rubioi
Endemismo nevadense
La característica más singular de esta especie de orthóptero es la casi ausencia de alas, ya que sólo quedan unas alas claramente vestigiales, llamadas tegminas. La banda de color blanco, muy visible, en el borde superior de las tegminas son definitorias para identificar el género Eumigus.
why sayonara? greeks use this japanese word, for flip-flops, as they look like the traditional footwear.
after a tiring overnight ferry ride, our patience was thin. we couldn't wait for a longer drive and headed for the most local beach at vrontados.
it's on the map.
on the blog: toomanytribbles.blogspot.com/2009/08/sayonara.html
Well the whole day started with us getting there and going through a 1& 1/ 2 hour talk on what to do and not do when you went in with the wolves. They are wild but they are ok with people being in with them as long as you do nothing stupid.
Monty, Gail, and Pat were in with us the whole time and at one point I had three wolves surrounding me wanting to be scratched behind the ear. It was incredible. Valerie and Tony were there also. I will put up links to their streams tonight.
Oh and I will put up pics of the staff with the wolves also. I am in Atlanta waiting for my husband to get out of work. Talk to you all later tonight.
HaPPY WeeKeND FRoM LuCiuS MuNaTiuS PLaNCuS
After quiet a while, I discovered, that I got a new testimonial.
So it is time to thank my dear friend Ewa for the wonderful words she found.
Thank you, my dear.
To look at her wonderful stream, click HeRe
Look HeRe for more infos about the statue from Lucius Munatius Plancus.
Play it loud and………
The texture comes from les brumes.
Merci ma chère
Le api sono una vera e propria palestra per chi si confronta con la macrofotografia. Se da un lato sono soggetti molto comuni da fotografare, dall'altro - per la loro estrema mobilità - pongono non pochi problemi per la messa a fuoco!!!
Al Bombus terrestris piace caldo ---->> una ricerca pubblicata diverso tempo fa sulla prestigiosa rivista scientifica Nature ha svelato una peculiarità davvero inaspettata dei bombi (Bombus terrestris) e di altri insetti impollinatori.
Per questi piccoli insetti, una corretta amministrazione delle energie diventa fondamentale per mantenere una buona autonomia, in grado di assicurare non solo il volo da fiore a fiore, ma anche un ritorno rapido e sicuro al favo. L’evoluzione ha quindi premiato quegli esemplari maggiormente predisposti a conservare energia, selezionando nuove generazioni costituite da elementi sempre più efficienti e autonomi.
Secondo il gruppo di entomologi che ha curato la ricerca, nel loro alacre lavoro di raccolta del polline, i bombi prediligono i fiori dalle corolle più calde, che consentono a questi insetti di spendere meno energie per mantenere alta la loro temperatura corporea.
Sempre secondo la ricerca pubblicata su Nature, questa curiosa predilezione dei bombi e di altre specie di api avrebbe spinto alcune specie di fiori a sviluppare particolari forme e colori per mantenere più a lungo il calore, rendendosi così più invitanti per gli insetti impollinatori in grado di riconoscere proprio dalla colorazione i fiori più caldi.
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hey guyyyys!
im sosoooosososososo sorry im getting so behind and stuff.
our team gives us RIDICULOUS amounts of homework. this is our 8th day of school and i already have 3 tests coming up on friday/monday. wooooohoo. x(
i wont be on much anymore during the weekdays now, im really sorry. ill try to upload at least twice a week, but im trying my best!! i know i have like 8 tags to do.. but i just dont have time right now. DD: ahhh. eigth grade suckkks. i hate algebra. officially. :P
anyways.. i hope you guys are having an awesome week! and for those of you who are starting school soon- good luck, i wish you the best. (:
if you join ill love you forever:D
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"Non avrai altro Dio all'infuori di me" spesso mi hai fatto pensare.
Genti diverse venute dall'Est dicevano che in fondo era uguale:
Credevano ad un altro diverso da te, non mi hanno fatto del male,
credevano ad un altro diverso da te, non mi hanno fatto del male.
Non nominare il nome di Dio, non nominarlo invano.
Con un coltello piantato nel fianco gridai la mia pena ed il suo nome:
ma forse era stanco, forse troppo occupato, non ascoltò il mio dolore;
ma forse era stanco, forse troppo lontano, davvero lo nominai invano.
Onora il padre ed onora la madre, e onora anche il loro bastone:
bacia la mano che ruppe il tuo naso perche' le chiedevi un boccone.
Quando a mio padre si fermò il cuore, non ho provato dolore,
quando a mio padre si fermò il cuore, non ho provato dolore.
Ricorda di santificare le feste, facile per noi ladroni,
entrare nei templi che rigurgitan salmi di schiavi e dei loro padroni,
senza finire legati agli altari sgozzati come animali,
senza finire legati agli altari sgozzati come animali.
Il quinto dice "non devi rubare", e forse io l'ho rispettato
vuotando in silenzio le tasche già gonfie di quelli che avevan rubato:
ma io senza legge rubai in nome mio, quegli altri nel nome di Dio,
ma io senza legge rubai in nome mio, quegli altri nel nome di Dio.
Non commettere atti che non siano puri, cioè non disperdere il seme...
Feconda una donna ogni volta che l'ami così sarai uomo di fede,
poi la voglia svanisce ed il figlio rimane e tanti ne uccide la fame.
Io forse ho confuso il piacere e l'amore ma non ho creato dolore.
Il settimo dice "non ammazzare se del cielo vuoi essere degno":
guardatela oggi questa legge di Dio tre volte inchiodata nel legno.
Guardate la fine di quel Nazzareno, un ladro non muore di meno!
Guardate la fine di quel Nazzareno, un ladro non muore di meno!
Non dire falsa testimonianza ed aiutali ad uccidere un uomo...
Lo sanno a memoria il diritto Divino, ma scordano sempre il perdono.
Ho spergiurato su Dio e sul mio onore e no non ne provo dolore,
ho spergiurato su Dio e sul mio nome e no non ne provo dolore.
Non desiderare la roba degli altri, non desiderarne la sposa...
Ditelo a quelli, chiedetelo ai pochi che hanno una donna e qualcosa...
Nei letti degli altri già caldi d'amore non ho provato dolore.
L'invidia di ieri non è già finita, stasera v'invidio la vita.
Ma adesso che viene la sera ed il buio, mi toglie il dolore dagli occhi.
E scivola il sole al di là delle dune a violentare altre notti:
io nel vedere quest'uomo che muore, madre io provo dolore;
nella pietà che non cede al rancore, madre ho imparato l'amore.
(Fabrizio de Andrè, Il testamento di Tito)
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Una delle mie preferite. L'espressione femminile islamica. Perdente, sottomessa e infinitamente triste... Direi orgogliosamente disperata.
Da occidentale non posso che "assistere" alla nullità femminile dei paesi islamici, Marocco incluso.
Sono stato in alcune case marocchine, sia di città che di montagna, e nel deserto. E assicuro che le donne non contano nulla. O meglio, non contano nulla umanamente. Per il resto, naturalmente, hanno la loro funzione sociale, materiale e affettiva ma sempre in subordine all'uomo e alla polizia governativa.
Ho visto le donne lavorare nei campi (cioè nel deserto) tornare su camion scoperti ammassate come bestie. Ho visto i bar pieni di uomini e basta. Le donne non possono accedervi. Le donne non possono contrattare soldi. Le donne non possono "scegliere" quasi nulla.
Per quanto il nuovo Re, salito al trono per discendenza diretta nel 1998 (mi pare) sia un occidentalista convinto, i marocchini ad uno stadio, molto più moderno degli altri stati islamici, sono ben lungi da considerare le donne delle "persone" a tutti gli effetti. Certo, col passare degli anni, saliranno fino alla parità. Ma al momento chi parla di parità, esprime un commento decisamente edulcorato. Tuttavia è corretto ritenere il Marocco uno degli stati più avanzati in questo senso e quel conta di più in fortissima crescita economica e civile.
Dopo aver visto coi miei occhi il Marocco, non voglio immaginare cosa siano gli altri stati più integralisti con le donne...
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Actuación de la Compañía Senza Tempo (España), con la obra "A+, Cosas que nunca te conté", durante la celebración del Noveno Festival Internacional de Teatro y Artes de Calle [TAC] de Valladolid.
Mas fotos en éste monográfico:
Valladolid · Festival de Teatro y Artes de Calle [TAC] · 2008
Mas fotos en éste monográfico:
Son et lumière (French, lit. "sound and light"), or a sound and light show is a form of nighttime entertainment that is usually presented in an outdoor venue of historic significance. Special lighting effects are projected onto the façade of a building or ruin and synchronized with recorded or live narration and music to dramatize the history of the place. The invention of the concept is credited to Paul Robert-Houdin, who was the curator of the Château de Chambord in France, which hosted the world's first son et lumière in 1952. Another was established in the early 1960s at the site of the Great Pyramid at Giza, Egypt.
This night time medium naturally lends itself to ecclesiastical buildings, stately homes and ruins, and has rapidly become very popular in France where about 50 annual productions take place, principally in the Loire Valley, at the Palace of Versailles and at Les Invalides in Paris.
Essentially the format involves no active participation by actors but a recorded narrative of the history of the building concerned by one or a cast of voices. To this is added music or sound effects as appropriate, all of which is synchronised to lighting effects which provide the visual dimension. Pyrotechnic effects are occasionally included to give added spectacle.
A relatively recent variation is that, rather than the music and narration coming through a concert-like sound system, they may use headsets, such as in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania's "Lights of Liberty". This allows an audience to move through a historic district as the show proceeds.