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...as last holidays. Every time since the little pier of Hvidbjerg Strand has been constructed I have to creep under the building to take a shot. It has become almost an obsession. Needless to say that this exercise is more convenient in Summer and times of low tide. Blavand, Jylland, Denmark
The tours with Ken's Tours are well organized and prepared for emergencies. They have procedures to evacuate tourists for emergencies or claustrophobic anxieties. They DO NOT ALLOW tripods, monopods, or selfie sticks. They have apparently had problems with tourists.
This is an amazing place. Every turn shows a new amazing, colorful, glowing, canvas. It was easy to take lots of photos. The tough part was culling the photos when I got home.
There were 10 people (representing 5 groups) and a guide in our group. The tours are a little under an hour from start to finish. The sent us in about 10 minutes apart. The guide is very informative and educational. There was some pressure to keep the group moving. The guide was helpful and took pictures of us several times during the tour.
navajonationparks.org/tribal-parks/lake-powell/#:~:text=T....
The Navajo name for Lower Antelope Canyon is Hasdez twazi’, which means “the spiral role arches.” Lower Antelope Canyon is about 3,704 feet in elevation and the canyon walls are about 120 above the streambed. This canyon is more narrow to walk through, as it’s shaped like a “V”, so if you are claustrophobic this area is not for you. It goes into the slot canyon and you have to maneuver thru closely on stairs, which is harder to walk through. This area is also located within the Le Chee Chapter of the Navajo Nation, near Page, Arizona.
Navajo Nation 2025
The same procedure as every year ... "Look, what a beautiful little tree ... come on, let's cut it off and slowly kill it in the dry apartment and when it's no longer nice, then we throw it in front of the door, someone will take care of it" ... 😈
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"Traditionelles Ende eines Weihnachtsbaums"
Die selbe Prozedur wie jedes Jahr ... "Schau, was für ein schönes kleines Bäumchen ... komm wir schneiden es ab und töten es langsam in der trockenen Wohnung und wenn es nicht mehr schön ist, dann werfen wir es vor die Tür, es wird sich schon jemand drum kümmern" ... 😈
In attesa di completare le procedure per la certificazione dei nuovi convogli, le OBB hanno presentato nel frattempo la prima Rh1216 versione "A" destinata ai servizi verso il nostro paese.
La E190.018 è qui ripresa al tramonto di una splendida giornata primaverile in corsa all'uscita da canyon che l'Adige traccia fra le stazioni di Salorno e Mezzocorona. (19/4/16)
Waiting for the approval of the brand new Railjet coaches in Italy, the first OBB Rh1216-A already painted in the same livery, the unit N°018, is in service with the Eurocity trains between München and Verona along the Brenner route.
Here it's running throught the Adige Canyon between Salorno and Mezzocorona with the train 89. (4/16/16)
„The same procedure as last week, Sir Winter - but that would be enough now...“
„Die gleiche Prozedur wie letzte Woche, Sir Winter - das wäre dann jetzt aber auch genug…“
My personal challenge for 2022 - I'll try - and do my very best...
Meine persönliche Herausforderung für 2022 - ich werd's versuchen - und mein Bestes geben…
Bird fleas, Ceratophyllus gallinae
Size: 2 mm
This is a studio stack of two (dead) bird fleas placed on a microscope slide. I didn't actually position them like this. I placed them on the slide encapsulated in drops of alcohol. However the drops got stuck together and as the alcohol evaporated the fleas were drawn closer to each other and eventually ended up in this configuration. I liked the symmetry so I decided to shoot them as they were :)
I collected these fleas while helping a friend emptying the bird houses at a local golf course (a procedure repeated each year in March). Please see the comment section for more images and info!
Stacked from 21 exposures in Zerene Stacker (lit with two LED-lights).
Sony NEX-7, Nikon PB-6 bellows, Mitutoyo M Plan Apo 5X/0.14 + Apo-Gerogon 210/9.
The same procedure as last year, Katrin ?
Annual Christmas market walk with mulled wine & photo booth.
Same procedure as every year:
At the end of the years, I want to show a few of my old slides again:
Myotis daubentonii
Daubenton's Bat
Wasserfledermaus
Vandflagermus
Digitized slide from August 1995, the EXIF data refer to the camera used for digitizing, not to the original slide. The location indicated is not exactly to the point, but within a radius of 10 km
All my bat photos were taken as part of an authorized study of a bat roost.
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Digitalisiertes Dia von August 1995, die EXIF-Daten beziehen sich auf die Digitalisierung, nicht auf das Originaldia. Der angegebene Ort ist nicht auf den Punkt genau, sondern im Umkreis von 10 km
Alle meine Fledermausfotos wurden im Rahmen einer genehmigten Untersuchung eines Fledermausquartiers aufgenommen.
Greetings! I'm still alive. Long story, but I suffered a head injury in 2022 (because everything awful happened in 2022) that has affected my vision long term. I have 3 procedures on my eyes coming up this year. The last one will be invasive eye muscle surgery to correct strabismus (fancy term for double vision).
Until then, I won't be in SL. I cannot see properly. I'm only on my computer for things like taxes and vital things. SL, it turns out, it's not as vital as being as present as I can be for my family.
Meanwhile, I have my three cats and my very old dog, Farkus. I'm taking life a day at a time. My liver disease is stabilizing slowly. There have been good signs and then new things crop up. One thing that is tiring is having to explain "No, this was not caused by excessive drinking." I mean, alcoholism is a disease that can cause liver disease. I have an auto-immune disease that has caused liver disease. Why do we harshly judge people that do suffer from alcoholism in the first place, that those of us who got to the same place by another route feel defensive?
Anyway, enough blathering. Still alive, eyes suck, but I'm reasonably well.
Best wishes!
The Human Formerly Known as Athena
Had to pop into the local hospital in Newark yesterday. I was just having a blood test whilst my wife had an audiology appointment.
Sat in a ward in City Hospital, Nottingham at the moment, awaiting a set of procedures.
This is a doorway into an older part of Newark Hospital, only used for administration.
overworked photo from the paris-set (see link below) using a colorful high-contrasting procedure.
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Misterious flower - it spreads pestilentially in the garden and belongs to a species of clover and is only a few millimeters in size. To photograph it full frame I used retrorings and put the Allround Zoom 24 -70 mm in reverse position. During the whole procedure I shaded the flower and it started to close.
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The tours are well organized and prepared for emergencies. They have procedures to evacuate tourists for emergencies or claustrophobic anxieties. They DO NOT ALLOW tripods, monopods, or selfie sticks. They have apparently had problems with tourists.
This is an amazing place. Every turn shows a new amazing, colorful, glowing, canvas. It was easy to take lots of photos. The tough part was culling the photos when I got home.
There were 9 people (representing 4 families) and a guide in our group. The tours are a little under an hour from start to finish. We were the first of 4 or 5 groups in our time slot. The sent us in about 10 minutes apart. The guide is very informative and educational. There was some pressure to keep the group moving. The guide was helpful and took pictures of the families several times during the tour.
navajonationparks.org/tribal-parks/lake-powell/#:~:text=T....
The Navajo name for Lower Antelope Canyon is Hasdez twazi’, which means “the spiral role arches.” Lower Antelope Canyon is about 3, 704 feet in elevation and the canyon walls are about 120 above the streambed. This canyon is more narrow to walk through, as it’s shaped like a “V”, so if you are claustrophobic this area is not for you. It goes into the slot canyon and have to maneuver thru closely on stairs, which is harder to walk through. This area is also located within the Le Chee Chapter of the Navajo Nation, near Page, Arizona.
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The tours are well organized and prepared for emergencies. They have procedures to evacuate tourists for emergencies or claustrophobic anxieties. They DO NOT ALLOW tripods, monopods, or selfie sticks. They have apparently had problems with tourists.
This is an amazing place. Every turn shows a new amazing, colorful, glowing, canvas. It was easy to take lots of photos. The tough part was culling the photos when I got home.
There were 9 people (representing 4 families) and a guide in our group. The tours are a little under an hour from start to finish. We were the first of 4 or 5 groups in our time slot. The sent us in about 10 minutes apart. The guide is very informative and educational. There was some pressure to keep the group moving. The guide was helpful and took pictures of the families several times during the tour.
navajonationparks.org/tribal-parks/lake-powell/#:~:text=T....
The Navajo name for Lower Antelope Canyon is Hasdez twazi’, which means “the spiral role arches.” Lower Antelope Canyon is about 3, 704 feet in elevation and the canyon walls are about 120 above the streambed. This canyon is more narrow to walk through, as it’s shaped like a “V”, so if you are claustrophobic this area is not for you. It goes into the slot canyon and have to maneuver thru closely on stairs, which is harder to walk through. This area is also located within the Le Chee Chapter of the Navajo Nation, near Page, Arizona.
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I’m sitting here at my desk wondering what to write and I’m struggling. Most of the time I like to accompany my photos with some sort of chatter. Sometimes it’s about the photo but most of the time it has nothing at all to do with. I do this mainly to keep my writing brain active, which I must admit a talent I’ve always been poor at. Suffering from a level of dyslexia English was a totally failed subject at school, It was a skill I did not need the first part of my working life as a mechanical fitter, It also did not hinder me in my switch of careers into Information Technology (IT). However as I moved into management the more I needed to write, the word processor and spell checker came to my rescue as it was painful to be referring to a dictionary for every other word, even so I know when I read this back the spelling and wrong or missing words will be most evident along with poor gramma. So now I write drivel and it’s OK if you don’t read it, it’s for me as is the photo. At the moment I’m looking at instructions entitled “Pelvic Floor Exercises for Men”. I should have been doing these exercises the last 11 months waiting for my prostate procedure, but I haven’t. This is not out of laziness more from an inability to be convinced I’m doing the exercise properly as I’m still struggling to identify the muscle in question. Now with just over a fortnight to go before I go under the laser I’m resigned to not be prepared in that department and the foreseen circumstances. Anyway a little about the photo. When the storm was upon us and everything seemed lost the heavens opened and a messenger appeared. it’s all there in my imagination and photo.
We took a day trip to Los Algadones Mexico and learned something interesting. Evidently Los Algadones is very well known as a town for tourists from the US and Canada to come to for dental work, medications and eye glasses. Cheap prices, good work, and many of the clinics accept US insurance!
This is a typical street in Los Algadones and I count at least 10 different signs for dental offices. If you're curious just plug these numbers into Google Maps and see how many you can find:
32.71340805178894, -114.73698994533632
It seemed strange to walk into the town and get touted for dental work, medicine, and glasses not cheap trinkets. "Hey buddy, you need a good dentist"? "Lady, lady, best pharmacy in town right here"! "You looking for Botox"? "1 hour glasses, we got them here". "Come inside, we've got medicine and liquor here".
The touts were really hustling for customers because no one was walking the streets. It was 106 Fahrenheit (41 Celcius) outside a little warm for a casual stroll.
Interesting little town, evidently it gets packed in the winter with the snowbirds. Don't think we'll be going back any time soon and no, we didn't get any dental work!
Lubrication information tag hanging from the speed-control pull-chain of a mid-to-late 1950s-vintage Fresh'nd-Aire air circulator (the Successor to the Fan, as the tag boasts), about 2½" (63.5mm) tall. (I haven't yet posted a picture of the unit by itself, but it can be seen here; it has long since been relocated since I took that shot.)
I'll confess...even though this fan (sorry, air circulator) sees regular summertime use, I hadn't lubricated it in about fifteen years. Back when I first put it in service, I lubricated it with synthetic automatic transmission fluid instead of the oil recommended on the tag. Over the years, I noticed no performance loss. Since I had the unit apart on my workbench to clean off the accumulated dust inside and out before the photoshoot, I gave the bearings fresh squirts of ATF to keep the air circulator going for many years to come..
By the way, I couldn't help but search the address on the tag to see what became of the factory. It is now the site of an apartment building.
The tours are well organized and prepared for emergencies. They have procedures to evacuate tourists for emergencies or klaustrophobic anxieties. They DO NOT ALLOW tripods, monopods, or selfie sticks. They have apparently had problems with tourists.
This is an amazing place. Very tight canyon. Every turn shows a new amazing, colorful, glowing, canvas. It was easy to take lots of photos. The tough part was culling the photos when I got home.
There were 9 people (representing 4 families) and a guide in our group. The tours are a little under an hour from start to finish. We were the first of 4 or 5 groups in our time slot. The sent us in about 10 minutes apart. The guide is very informative and educational. There was some pressure to keep the group moving. The guide was helpful and took pictures of the families several times during the tour.
navajonationparks.org/tribal-parks/lake-powell/#:~:text=T....
The Navajo name for Lower Antelope Canyon is Hasdez twazi’, which means “the spiral role arches.” Lower Antelope Canyon is about 3,704 feet in elevation and the canyon walls are about 120' above the streambed. This canyon is more narrow to walk through, as it’s shaped like a “V”, so if you are claustrophobic this area is not for you. It goes into the slot canyon and have to maneuver thru closely on stairs, which is harder to walk through. This area is also located within the Le Chee Chapter of the Navajo Nation, near Page, Arizona.
DSC00628 acd
I don’t normally talk about my problems on Flickr, but I’m really struggling lately so I need to vent. I hesitate to even talk about it because it’s one of those things that unless you’ve been through it, it’s easy to judge because of a lack of understanding.
I”ve been dealing with chronic pain for 2 years now. It’s not the kind of pain that comes and goes. If only I could be that lucky. I hurt 24 hours a day, 7 days a week and have for 2 solid years. It’s isolated to my neck, back and shoulder all on the right side. When I open my eyes in the morning, I’m hurting. When I close my eyes at night, I’m still hurting. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve sat and cried over the fact that it never lets up. Nothing relieves it. Nothing. I’ve seen numerous doctors, been through test after test, tried numerous therapies both traditional and alternative, but still can’t get a clear diagnosis or any relief. This week I’m scheduled to go to a pain specialist for a diagnostic procedure, but even he doesn’t sound hopeful.
I’ve become an expert at hiding this. I smile, laugh and carry on with my life only to come home at night exhausted from fighting it. I’ve yet to miss a day of work because of it. 99% of the people I come in contact with everyday have no clue what’s going on.
This week is just a bad week. It’s one of those weeks where I’m tired of being strong.
That being said, if it wouldn’t have been for photography, I don’t know where I’d be with this right now. It has truly saved me and continues to do so. When my camera’s in my hand, I almost forget about the pain. Almost. It brings me so much joy.
So the title of this photo is very fitting for me. I’m truly missing me right now because that’s what chronic pain does, it takes pieces of you bit by bit.
But I’m a fighter and I”ll keep fighting. Because a part of me still believes that someday, someone will figure this out and fix me.
This squirrel made the following statement.....
He did not make the mess around him, and that the food was already there when he got there.
He also stated that it was a chipmunk that had created the mess!!
The subject was let go due to lack of evidence.......
Have a great day my Flickr friends 😃😃😃😃
Where: Hospital
Procedure: C-Section
Final Pregnancy Weight: 185lbs.
Two Ups: I love the epidural & room service
Two Downs: the smell of my own burnt flesh & being awake during the whole procedure as the doctors discuss the political candidates (shouldn't they be focusing on me)
Mood: Scared & Sleepy
It became evident that after 20 hours of labor, I would need a C-section. The doctor informed me that even though with the help of pitocin, I still wasn't able to sustain the contractions on my own. The baby was either too big to deliver vaginally or I was too small to push him out. I had endured 3 grueling of hours pushing and nothing, no progress.
At this point, I was exhausted, fatigued, tired and sleep deprived. I wanted him safely delivered and I didn't care by what means. What I wasn't prepared for was going into surgery. My heart was set on a vaginal birth, but the circumstances did not work in my favor. I began to feverishly shake. I was nervous and scared that I would have to be awake during this whole procedure. As I was strolled down the hospital hallway in the gurney, my mind began to race: will the epidural wear off before they begin cutting into me, will there be complications with the delivery, is my baby safe?
It happened so fast. They began with the incision, then I felt pressure in my lower abdomen and a tug. Soon, I heard a gurgling noise like someone trying to breathe, gasp for air. The nurse began to clear my child's airway. Then I heard his cry. At that point, I was relieved and I began to cry. It was the most beautiful sound.
The nurse brought him towards me. She put his forehead to mine and I kissed him. The first thing I said to him was, "I love you." That was the last thing I remember.
(I'm having a small procedure, and may be quite late getting to your posts today.)
Today I want to show you something usually unique in the world of birds, but this one is uniqueR. I found this perhaps one of a kind Nuttall's Woodpecker morph on Mt. Diablo, California 12 years ago. Now, morphs are unusual to start with, maybe less so with a woodpeckers whose range is just California, but I'd never seen one before, and I've never seen one since. I would imaging that an Acorn Woodpecker morph would be more unusual, but I just had to bring back this Nuttall's for one last showing. I'ce asked quite a few birders, and thanks to the feather patterns, at least they could identify the species, but no one has been able to tell me the sex of this Brown Morph Nuttall's.
Only three percent of birds are polymorphic, fewer than that are woodpeckers. All things considered, since I've only been involved in avian photography and birding in general, that I have now photographed five morphs is quite a bit of luck. One was a hawk, but the morph of that hawk is as high as five percent, it became its own subspecies (if that's the way it works.) I will post that again when (and if) I can find enough images for a Radical Raptors Day. (More likely a year.)
Nuttall's woodpecker (Dryobates nuttallii) is a species of woodpecker named after naturalist Thomas Nuttall in 1843. They are found in oak woodlands of California and are similar to the ladder-backed woodpecker in both genetics and appearance. Nuttall's woodpecker has black wings and tail feathers with white barring. On the ventral surface, colour is white with black spots and barring. It has a black forehead with white streaks on the sides and an unbarred black region at the top of the back. Adult males have a distinguishable red crown which females do not. I cannot find any record of a Nuttall's morph, but that doesn't mean that this is the only one. It does mean that I've been incredible lucky. Perhaps it's a female where all feathers that should have been black are brown.
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