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The endless swathes of imperial Scots Pine.
Exquisite , calm waters of Loch Beinn á Mheadhoin and Affric,
convoluted by dips, hollows, bays and enchanting fresh-water islands.
Lofty, imposing peaks of Càrn Eighe, Màm Sodhail and Sgùrr na Lapaich, often snow-capped, well into April, and even May.
A glen of pulsating life.
From Wood-Ants and Dragon-Fly
to Salmon and Trout.
From Red Deer and Golden Eagle
to Wood-Cock and Wildcat.
Iconic, momentous, overwhelming, breath-taking in early morning mists, under winter snow or in colourful Autumn garb.
In Spring when Broom and Gorse smother slopes in dazzling yellow flower to Summer when green dominates and life buzzes with a frenzy.
As here, in Autumn, when the sun falls earlier behind the West Coast peaks, the tranquil, golden reflections of peaks, forest and island create a sumptuous vision of utter peace,
serenity and prodigious beauty.
Beyond doubt, this glen has a mystical magic beyond my powers of description.
If you ever go there, and catch it in a more convivial mood,
you will never forget it, never regret it
and you will surely return.
It really is a little bit of heaven……paradise.
I know nowhere quite like it.
Once smitten, the love affair
is likely to be eternal!
"São Luiz do Paraitinga - SP; a História pulsando", 03 fotos. Usei a Canon 6D, objetiva EF 28x135 mm.
"São Luiz do Paraitinga - SP; History pulsating", 03 photos. I used the Canon 6D, EF 28x135mm lens.
Todos os direitos reservados para Vivaldo Armelin Júnior.
Ein Herzstück der Liebe: Unser neues SL- Loveparade-Logo ist da!
Wir sind unheimlich stolz, euch das offizielle Logo der SL Loveparade zu präsentieren! Dieses Design ist mehr als nur ein Zeichen; es ist das Herzstück unserer Bewegung, die Liebe nach außen trägt und uns alle verbindet.
Seht selbst, was es symbolisiert:
Im Zentrum steht ein pulsierendes Gebilde aus unzähligen Herzen, das an ein Mandala erinnert. Es steht für die unendliche Liebe, die sich von einem inneren Kern aus ausbreitet und in alle Richtungen fließt.
Inmitten dieser Herzwelt befindet sich der Schriftzug "SL" (Secone Life), der uns als Ursprung der Bewegung kennzeichnet. Es ist der Motor, der die Liebe von hier aus in die Welt schickt.
Jedes einzelne Herz steht für eine Person, die Teil unserer Community ist. Zusammen bilden sie einen leuchtenden, strahlenden Kreis, der Einheit und Stärke ausdrückt. Die Liebe wird getragen, vervielfacht und an alle weitergegeben, die Teil dieses pulsierenden Stroms sind.
Unten am Logo steht unmissverständlich "SL LOVEPARADE". Es ist die klare Botschaft, die wir senden: Wir sind hier, wir tanzen, und wir feiern die Liebe!
Wir möchten mit diesem Logo eine Welle der positiven Energie und des Zusammenhalts lostreten. Es ist ein Aufruf an euch alle, Teil dieser Bewegung zu sein und die Liebe nach außen zu tragen.
Was haltet ihr von unserem neuen Symbol? Schreibt es uns in die Kommentare!
A heart of love: Our new SL Love Parade logo is here!
We are incredibly proud to present the official logo of the SL Love Parade! This design is more than just a symbol; it is the heart of our movement, which spreads love to the outside world and connects us all.
See for yourself what it symbolizes:
At the center is a pulsating structure made up of countless hearts, reminiscent of a mandala. It represents infinite love that spreads out from an inner core and flows in all directions.
In the middle of this world of hearts is the lettering “SL” (Second Life), which identifies us as the origin of the movement. It is the engine that sends love out into the world from here.
Each individual heart represents a person who is part of our community. Together, they form a bright, radiant circle that expresses unity and strength. Love is carried, multiplied, and passed on to everyone who is part of this pulsating stream.
At the bottom of the logo, it clearly says “SL LOVEPARADE.” It is the clear message we are sending: We are here, we dance, and we celebrate love!
With this logo, we want to kick off a wave of positive energy and solidarity. It is a call to all of you to be part of this movement and to spread love to the outside world.
What do you think of our new symbol? Let us know in the comments!
Halt, who goes there. Please indicate your initiative to our land and our planet. If it is your intent for peace, prosperity and respect to our people we ingratiate you with our planetary hospitality. If your intent is something than less than desirable then meet the united power of energons comprised of our people for you will feel pleasing paisley lOve through the pulsating energon tipped dual bow of my pulsar beam sword. I Quettabotix, designed and forged by the minds of more than a thousand Pakistanis from all provinces am a defender of justice, gratefulness, prosperity and cultural values for it is you who I will touch and teach you the dignified properties of passing love on to the rest of your species. Compliance of goodwill is the passcode to our world of inexhaustible hospitality.
Fairly common in wetland habitats from damp meadows to saltmarshes. Mostly inconspicuous, feeding in muddy ground by probing with its very long bill, usually near reeds or other grassy cover. Often not seen until flushed, when usually rises from fairly close range with rough rasping call. Breeding birds are more conspicuous, perching on fence posts. Note cryptic, stripy plumage, very long bill. In Asia and Australasia, beware of extremely similar Pin-tailed, Swinhoe's, and Latham's Snipes, all of which lack the white trailing edge of Common and have a slower, less erratic flight. In display flight, birds stoop from high overhead and produce a pulsating, bleating sound from air passing through their fanned tail. eBird
Last nights aurora was dancing like crazy. I decided to pull out the 50mm to capture some of the aurora curtains as they pulsated over head. www.brettabernethy.com
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Day 7
Last night was a full moon, and in obscure midnight hours, I was inspired to write a poem about it:
Over dark peaks, the full moon does rise
Silhouettes of pines sway as a night wind sighs
The moon walks its path across the night skies
All the long cold night, glaring brightly in my eyes
I had to hide from the moon in my sleeping bag, since I am not using a tent.
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Again, I photographed sunrise in the quiet dawn. I started from the southeastern shore near the outflow creek watching the first hint of pink light on the peak slowly decent to touch the glacial remnant. For most of the light’s trek down to the lake the progress was slow, but at a certain moment it speeds up and the whole opposite shore lights up all at once. I spent most of the sunrise by the outflow creek, but as soon as the sun light reached heavily forested northwestern shore I moved over there and liked my options much more. (1)
Today’s plan is to climb the ridge to the north, follow it along its spine, then cross over and drop down to a rock-ringed glacial tarn nestled in a moraine field—and maybe check out Ramona Lake. Since I would be retracing my steps tomorrow, I figured I would do a gear drop and leave behind things that I would not need. I would bring just enough food for two days, even though I only needed one day’s worth, plus my sleeping gear, jacket, water, and camera equipment. Everything else could stay here, hidden in a safe place.
After reorganizing my pack and stashing my gear, I made breakfast and ate beside the lake, surrounded by grasses swaying in the wind.
While eating, I contemplated the day's plan. On the climb to the upper lake yesterday, the tedious talus was not something I would want to tackle with a pack on, and yet today’s plan would require just that—and I would need to climb up even higher than I had yesterday. I think it is best that I save it for another trip when I have someone else with me in case something goes wrong. Instead, I decided to follow the trail down to the river and the main trail, then start making my way back to Piute Pass. Along the way there is a lake where I may want to spend the night.
So, I repacked my pack, finished charging up some batteries, and began hiking down the steep trail into the canyon.
At the bottom was the river, and just on the other side was the main trail. The last time I was here, back in 2019, the mosquitoes made it impossible to stop and take a break. This time, there was not a single one. Down here, the forest is thickest, and tall pines blocked out the sun. Following this trail south is a slow and steady climb the whole way.
After a couple of miles, I finally saw the first person I had seen in five days. We chatted for a little bit and then continued going our separate ways.
I passed several other hikers, soaked my feet in a creek, and climbed above the treeline into the treeless Humphreys Basin. Here, I had a 360° view of all the surrounding peaks, including Pilot Knob, Mount Humphreys, Mount Emerson, Muriel, and the entirety of the glacial divide that I had just finished exploring.
In front of me, I could see Piute Pass, but that was not my destination. Instead, off to my right, to the west, along Piute Creek, was a small lake with a grassy island in the middle. I left the trail and made my way to that unnamed lake.
The wind was intense, and the afternoon sun harsh out here in the open. Only a few small, crooked, windswept pines grew along the small lake’s shore. I found one that provided shelter from the wind and sun.
Not only did this pine give protection to me, but also to a flock of small, black-headed songbirds that twittered in and amongst the thick branches. In the relative calm between the big gusts of wind, they exploded from it, swarming around me as they hunted the tiny gnats that floated in black clouds, pulsating in the air currents.
That evening, for sunset, I explored around the western shore of the lake, looking for a good foreground so I could photograph Mount Humphreys and Mount Emerson in the beautiful pink glow that would soon adorn them. (2) Out here, away from the tree, the wind was cold and relentless—a single, continuous, strong gust. (if you watch the video of today on my YouTube Channel you can see on the Timelapse of this sunset the GoPro shaking from the wind. youtu.be/m0W5pD0WrUM?si=UjSjb8u5eKTC0ayc) Once the light faded, I made my way back to the shelter of the tree where I was going to spend the night.
Here, on its leeward side, I was able to finally warm myself up. Up the canyon to the north, the peaks and ridges of the Gemini and Seven Gables region appeared blue and purple in their own shadows, complementing the pale orange sky behind them. (3)
Not too long after, the last of the light faded, and Venus appeared, floating on deep red wisps of distant smoke. (4)
I watched the almost full moon rise from the warmth of my sleeping bag, its reflection shimmering in the turbulent, wind-blown waters of the lake.
Well I got to the Memorial Gardens for just after nine this morning and there were already a good half dozen Common Darters in the final stages of emergence, but I did find this pretty little lady that was mid emergence, so I got a load of shots of her hanging out of her exuviae, I even got a couple of shots of her pulling herself out of her exuviae. It was quite tricky as she was on the wrong side of the wall of the fountain and just above the water line, I must have looked a right nutter leaning over the wall of the fountain, camera in hand and arm in water LOL :o)
Then I thought, hey lets try a handheld focus stack, so here it is a 34 image natural light focus stack using F/9 and ISO 500 in bright natural light, I was averaging a shutter speed of !/800. This took ages to edit though, the main reason was she was starting to pulsate, if you watch a Dragonfly pumping up its wings and abdomen you can see it pulsating or if you will pumping to inflate those wings. So this caused quite a few movement problems, she was also nodding that head quite a bit as well :o)
The white strands you can see were used to connect the developing Dragonflies spiracles to the gills in the tail end of the exuviae/nymph, Dragonfly nymphs breath through these tail end gills under water and when they emerge the tubes that connect the gills to the spiracles stretch and eventually break off allowing the Dragonfly to be able to start breathing directly through its spiracles. (I think that's right)
Anyway, quite pleased with the results, this is a female by the way starting her new life :o)
My last video is here :o)
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actual emergence video here :-
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A pulsating journey through neon-drenched nights and shimmering synthscapes, this mix effortlessly blends vintage italo, dreamy disco, and deep electronic grooves. Anchored by standout cuts like BETA-MINX’s haunting “Bloom (Amends, Part I)”, where melancholic melodies meet cinematic tension, each track feels like a chapter in a retro-futurist love letter to the dancefloor. For lovers of euphoric highs, nostalgic lows, and that irresistible late-night pulse—this one’s for you.
Vannes comes alive after dark, pulsating with eclectic beats and vibrant energy...There was a moment when some kind of bouncer came up to me to tell me that this is private, nonsense of course, but I had already taken my shot so I wished him good evening and left....:)
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Match of the hard hitting smashers. Taiwan's No. 1 seed Chou Tien Chen over China's Qiao Bin 21-12, 18-21, 21-16 in a pulsating match to reach the finals of the Singapore Badminton Open 2018,
Harking back to the days of yore where an evening could be lost plunking quarters down in a darkened room with neon and 80's music blasting overhead.
Macro Monday entry for November 21, 2022 - "Vintage"
(For MacroMonday sake, note that care was taken to ensure that the negative space and the subject take up only three inches)
Camera is a Sony a7R III connected to a Canon EF 100mm f/2.8L Macro IS USM via a Sigma MC-11 mount converter. Lighting provided by monitor display in back, tiny monitor within cabinet, pulsating rim light to camera left from a "JBL Pulse 4", and a little help from reduced window light to camera right.
"No mar me encontrei, me refiz. Pedaços de mim encharcados numa amalgama das sobras de minha face destilada em sangue, suor e álcool. Me vejo no reflexo da água sob a luz do Sol ou da lua. De quantos fragmentos eu sou feita?"
Desde os tempos antigos o mar sempre foi um mistério que encanta e assusta. Muitos já se renderam aos seus encantos e encontraram a morte. Outros sucumbiram a loucura e aos medos, criando casos e aumentando a monstruosidade de criaturas. Mas a beleza do mar não está apenas na imaginação do homem. Há nesse espaço líquido uma beleza concreta, real, pulsante. Há vida que escondida sob a superfície caudalosa do oceano. Alguns dizem que sereias moram de baixo do oceano. Espécies de Ondina, metade mulheres, metade peixe. O conto da sereia se espalhou por todo o mundo. Em verdade vos digo: sereias, assim como as outras ondinas, são guardiãs das águas. E apenas nelas sabem viver em liberdade. Essa É uma ondina como todas as outras, de tês negra e escama nacarada. Não existem muitas ondinas, assim como não existem muitas sereias. Cada uma é um pedaço único e inestimável do próprio oceano, e de tudo que por ele é afetado.
"At sea, I found myself, I remade myself. Pieces of me drenched in an amalgamation of the remains of my face distilled in blood, sweat and alcohol. I see myself in the reflection of the water in the light of the sun or moon. How many fragments am I made of? "
Since ancient times the sea has always been a mystery that delights and scares. Many have already surrendered to their charms and found death. Others succumbed to madness and fears, creating cases and increasing the monstrosity of creatures. But the beauty of the sea is not just in man's imagination. In this liquid space there is a concrete, real, pulsating beauty. There is life that is hidden under the flowing surface of the ocean. Some say that mermaids live under the ocean. Ondina species, half women, half fish. The mermaid tale has spread all over the world. Truly I say to you, mermaids, like the other undines, are guardians of the waters. And only in them can they live in freedom. This IS a wave like all the others, with black tees and pearly scales. There are not many waves, just as there are not many mermaids. Each is a unique and priceless piece of the ocean itself, and everything affected by it.
The green earth has a stubborn streak for survival. It was born from a violent Big Bang explosion in the universe some four billion years ago & since then continuously evolved to pulsate with life in one form or the other. As illustrated by this diminutive tuft of grass, which glows to live another beautiful day on the ever encroaching sand dunes of the Namib Desert, the earth has the desire to live till the sun exhausts all it's Hydrogen.
Are we Homosapiens, the most intelligent species on earth helping the earth's desire to live? Do we want to preserve the green "Oxy-Generators" tree cover around us or convert everything into a Concrete Desert?
Think..... & then Act on it.
Ramgarh, Uttarakhand, India
Nikon D500, Nikkor 300mm f/2.8G AF-S VRII
"To see the greatness of a mountain, one must keep one's distance; to understand its form, one must move around it; to experience its moods, one must see it at sunrise and sunset, at noon and at midnight, in sun and in rain, in snow and in storm, in summer and in winter and in all the other seasons...Mountains grow and decay, they breathe and pulsate with life. They attract and collect invisible energies from their surroundings: the forces of the air, of the water, of electricity and magnetism; they create winds, clouds, thunderstorms, rains, waterfalls, and rivers. They fill their surroundings with active life and give shelter to innumerable beings. Such is the greatness of mighty mountains." ~ The Way of the White Clouds, Lama Anagarika Govinda
Jellyfish from the Aqua Museum at Sea Paradise glow pink as they pulsate under the light in the their tank, while a woman is transfixed by them on the other side, her face lit only by the glowing light from inside the tank.
Hakkeijima Sea Paradise, Yokohama, 2005
Posted on February 20, 2023 / Downtown Sacramento, CA
A beautiful vintage neon sign. The big arrow pulsates in different colors.
A Most Intriguing Affair
Once again pursuing quest, outside a fancy dress affair he accordingly peaked,
Prickling elegance beheld, slithering opportunities to quell, ‘is masked eyes piqued.
Hither to and fro, into every nook and cranny, his devils’ gaze cannily sneaked,
Unabashed, unashamed, contrived of whimsy, which he impudently cheek’d!
Intrigued eyes followed leisurely thrills, windows wills then eagerly hopscotched,
Wiley unbeknownst, from covert sills, guests acts were closely being watched.
With blissful self-narration, ghostly figure held adoration, avenues of plots be-hatched,
Dreams of acquiring riches within, tempting sins, laid out just wishing to be grasped!
Whence, startl’d from above, fluttering drifting love, held him wincingly check’d,
Magnificence belle, vision’d onto an upstairs landing above, had most carefully crept.
Tantalizing sparkles of uncanny beauty, goddess soulfully down a stairway swept,
Glittering muse whose winsome charms chilled, as shiny heels so elegantly stepped!
Reaching bottom, she observed around, innocently perennial, making one fey’d,
Begowned , beguiling, Jewels tantalizing in eruption, like a fireworks colourfuly display’d.
Soon was swarmed, series of mock suitors born, nobly led nymph unabashedly astray’d
She was wined and danced, teasingly, swirlingly, seemingly magically fairy tale’d away!
Captivating, bewitching, intriguingly, before her willful suitors she soon would be shed,
Blue blushed eyes, darting thither and fro, with her enticed clad figure, his heart, then fled.
Being pulsating as the wriggling Pygmalion, eluding out into a garden , willfully daintily tread,
whilst melting into hedges fellow shadows , a dark pursuing figure, also began to silently thread!
Tightly sheathed, she stood away, purely in a rose’s fragrance did one joyously partake,
Desires’ progress, treading ever so carefully, to her pall, scoundrel did silently overtake.
Creasingly fitted satin and lace, bending happily, whilst bringing sweetness yon lovely face,
Ever a portrait of endearing grace, thus sweet victim posed, innocently in an unwary place!
Swiftly a black mask’d form, moves out from lurking hedges, found lying off stages’ wing,
Dark figures’ intentions yet unknown, possibly menacing, tis this seemingly regal false king.
Sensing, sprite turns, stares upon face of masked masculine figure, with finger to shushing lips,
Curiously smiling, she copies and mirrors newcomers request, eyes reflecting accord to his scripts!
Twirling, she lures him down off the beaten path, into yon wooded hollow, glows with candles lit,
Her shiny beacon he follows, lures and attractions beckon, caution now deserted , loss of all wit.
Reaching hollows flickering center, she swirls to impishly face her familiar, mephistophelean consort,
Purposefully approaching, eagerly unabashed , with no recourse, he with willing winsome, casts resort.
Husband faces wife, lifts her necklace up in daring strife, whilst eyeing a most suggestive gleam,
Wife foxily faces husband, helplessly brigand I’m your grasp, ‘ur intentions ‘r strip one totally clean?
With feigned acquiescence, charted actions carried out, as the faux King checkmates to his queen,
The action cuts puritanically away, as our couples final curtain sways, deliciously upon their scene!
The revolution is like a vessel filled with the pulsating heartbeat of millions of working people.
- Ernst Toller
A Wicked Turn
Acte 23
The Fondling Theft
He smiled as he looked down upon her throat, watching the diamond and emerald necklace moving up and down in conjunction with her heavy breathing!
For the small fortune in diamonds, dribbling nicely down as her throat was arching back in her ecstasy, was sending a rippling cascading fire of colour from its’ gemstones!
This was, for the most part, the blame for a stiffly obvious condition of his John Thomas!
“Kiss me, Gaston!”
The enraptured miss cried out yearningly at that point.
In her bliss, his victim moved open her knees ever so slightly, uncovering several small glittering objects!
The rings! He had almost forgotten all about them!
Seizing the moment, his hand had delved down, then up in between her legs!
He pried open wider her legs, finding no resistance atoll.
He then obliged her sweet fantasy
As her thoughts of being kissed vanished into the aire in a fit of convulsive ecstasy.
She screeched, her whole figure thrashing against her bindings as the intensity of sparking feeling erupted from the sensitive area he had invaded!
He reached into her lap, his fingers plunging in against her silken slip, scooping the rings inside, inserting two fingers, pushing inside a portion of her slip with the bundle of 3 rings, deep up within her vagina!
Her whole being exploded into enveloping, exquisitely painful jolts of pleasure as her long waiting orgasm took full effect.
He had ardently moved against her and he felt her fingers curling around his manhood, he pulled away quickly before she could cause him some pain from a reflecting grasp!
“Gaston,!” she screamed her eyes closed shut tight in pulsating ecstasy!
He had begun groping about inside her vagina, searching inside the slip he had pushed up for the rings that were laying somewhere there, unseen!
He soon found and scooped out each glittery ring one by one, pushing them deeply up and into her pulsating “Labia Majora”, before pulling them from the now damp silk and tossing them each neatly into his bag.
As he pulled out the last ring, along with her now wet portion of slip, she said, her voice hoarse with expectations,
“Sure you found everything mister burglar Gaston?”
He reached down and randomly pulled up her hairpiece from the top of the glistening pile in his pouch and dropped it down between her legs.
She opened her eyes, looking down
“When did that fall off?”
Forgetting her hands were bound, she had tried to feel up for her hair…
Like she had done with her rings, she firmly clamped her legs tightly over the jewel, extinguishing its flicker as it laid there shimmering brightly!
“Not part of the game, luv… I borrowed that from Lilly, silly! “
She giggles at her rhyme, light-headed from the lingering effects of her prickling arousal and orgasm!
He smirked, thinking!
Hmmm, where is this Lilly, and is she another one wondering about, wearing the good ‘ice’ this evening? But, back to the job at hand!
He bent down and tried to open her knees…
She resisted, struggling against her bindings as she tried to work her hands-free to stop him!
He hoped she was still playing her game, and not having second thoughts about it.
It could make things rather unpleasant!
Pulsating or flickering auroras typically follow after a major substorm. They might be caused by electrons bouncing back and forth from pole to pole. Neat to watch but tough to shoot except on video. A substorm is a usually brief outburst or brightening and increase in motion that might last only a few minutes before subsiding. And after it subsides the aurora can sometimes turn into a pulsating form. Never gets tired of seeing the northern lights. I can understand why people travel around the world to see them. After years of photographing this natural phenomenon I still find it beautiful and fascinating every time.
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When you don't have a mind, then you have a heart. When you don't have a mind only then your heart starts pulsating, then you have love. No-mind means love. Love is my message.
- Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh
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Kodak Vision 3 200T 35mm Film
Shot at 125 iso.
Pentax ME SLR
SMC Pentax 50mm 1.4
f8 1/125
Didn't let enough light in on an overcast day and the DIY filter made some interesting results which I dig here, so rollin with it. I think the orange tinge and pits of light from marked film being scanned sort of helps to emphasize and convey the vibrancy of this place and the community. My photo of it would of just been dull otherwise and not a suitable representation and I would of binned it.
Manual Focus.
No Crop. #85b Homemade filter
Developed with Bellini C41 Kit. Some kinking to the negative/film.
A group of priests in resplendent ceremonial dress performing “Ganga Aarti” at the banks of the sacred river for Hindus, the Ganges in Varanasi, India with the pulsating sound of ceremonial bells and the circular sway of brass camphor lamps. This daily spectacular Hindu ritual begins in the evening and lasts for 45 minutes.
Bradford, Pennsylvania is home not just to Zippo lighters and Case knives but also to a commitment to the craft and quality. Visit the Zippo/Case Museum, where fans and collectors from across the globe gather to experience the rich history of these two American icons.
Come explore the 15,000 square foot attraction that includes the world famous Zippo Repair Clinic and Zippo/Case Store. Fourteen custom-made Zippo street lighters line the drive leading up to the building. Over the entrance towers a 40-foot Zippo lighter with pulsating neon flame, and an enormous Case Canoe three bladed pocketknife. Enjoy a self-guided tour to learn the rich history of two American icons.
NGC 3766 (also known as Caldwell 97) is an open star cluster in the southern constellation Centaurus. It is located in the vast star-forming region known as the Carina molecular cloud, and was discovered by Nicolas Louis de Lacaille during his astrometric survey in 1751–1752. At a distance of about 1745 pc, the cluster subtends a diameter of about 12 minutes of arc.
There are 137 listed stars, but many are likely non-members, with only 36 having accurate photometric data. Total apparent magnitude of 5.3 and integrated spectral type of B1.7. NGC 3766 is relatively young that is estimated as log (7.160) or 14.4 million years, and approaching us at 14.8 km/s. This cluster contains eleven Be stars, two red supergiants and four Ap stars.
36 examples of an unusual type of variable star were discovered in the cluster. These fast-rotating pulsating B-type stars vary by only a few hundredths of a magnitude with periods less than half a day. They are main sequence stars, hotter than δ Scuti variables and cooler than slowly pulsating B stars.
source: wikipedia
RA: 11h 36m 17.665s
DEC: -61° 36' 46.985"
Size: 41.2 x 27 arcmin
Orientation: Up is 348 degrees E of N
Location: Centaurus
Distance: 5.5 kly
Magnitude: 5.3
Acquisition February 2021
Total acquisition time of 3 hours.
Technical Details
Data acquisition: Martin PUGH
Processing: Nicolas ROLLAND
Location: El Sauce Observatory, Rio Hurtado, Chile
R 6 x 600 sec
G 6 x 600 sec
B 6 x 600 sec
Optics: Planewave 17“ CDK @ F6.8
Mount: Paramount ME
CCD: SBIG STXL-11002 (AOX)
Pre Processing: CCDstack & Pixinsight
Post Processing: Photoshop CC
Auroral streamers or rays rather than curtains as part of the pulsating phase of the great equinox display of Northern Lights on March 23, 2023. The rays have a strong vertical structure from precipitating electrons but were pulsing off and on rather than rippling. While the predominent colour is green, there is a lot of red and magenta mixed in. The rays appear to be converging up toward the magnetic zenith. This is looking south. Orion is at right.
This is a single 2.5-second exposure with the Venus Optics 15mm lens at f/2 and the Canon R6 at ISO 3200. Taken from home in southern Alberta.
B&W version of image taken during visit to Amsterdam in April 2018. Processed using DxO Photolab, converted to B&W using Silver Efex Pro.
Eye Filmmuseum is a film archive, museum, and cinema in Amsterdam that preserves and presents both Dutch and foreign films screened in the Netherlands. The Eye Filmmuseum building is designed by Delugan Meissl Associated Architects, and features two gallery exhibition spaces, one 300-seat cinema, two 127-seat cinemas, and a fourth intimate cinema of about 67 seats. The Filmmuseum was renamed the Eye Film Institute Netherlands and was officially opened on April 4, 2012, by Queen Beatrix.
A’DAM LOOKOUT is an observation deck with an unrivalled panoramic view of Amsterdam, where you can view the city’s historical centre, its pulsating port, and the famous canals which belong to the UNESCO World Heritage list. Complementing the experience is a state-of-the-art interactive exhibition and free audio tour about Amsterdam’s history and culture. A’DAM LOOKOUT is located on top of the A’DAM Tower in Amsterdam North.
"In the heart of Neo-Tokyo’s sprawling urban jungle, nestled high above the neon-lit streets, Thea’s apartment stood as a sanctuary of creativity and desire. It was a modest space, filled with the hum of technology and the pulse of the city beyond the round window that framed its skyline.
Thea, known to the world as a masterful weaver of fantasies through Braindance recordings, prepared for her latest creation. Her apartment was a reflection of her dual existence—a small, intimate room dominated by an illuminated platform where she would dance her tales into existence.
The platform, bathed in soft, shifting hues of light, awaited her graceful movements. The room itself was a testament to her craft—a netrunner chair nestled beside a server rack, where the intricate dance of data mirrored the dance of her body. Screens flickered with lines of code and digital landscapes, ready to be woven into the fabric of her art.
As the music began to swell, Thea emerged, a vision of elegance and allure against the backdrop of the city’s ever-changing skyline. Her movements were fluid, a seamless blend of strength and grace as she navigated the pole with practiced ease. The round window behind her framed the chaotic beauty of Neo-Tokyo—a testament to the world outside, where reality and fantasy intertwined.
The holographic displays around her sprung to life, projecting scenes that spanned galaxies and dimensions. From ancient temples bathed in moonlight to futuristic metropolises pulsating with life, each scene was a canvas upon which Thea painted stories of longing and fulfillment.
As the night unfolded and the city below buzzed with life, Thea danced on, her movements a hypnotic rhythm that echoed the beating heart of Neo-Tokyo itself. In her apartment, surrounded by the hum of technology and the glow of screens, she knew that in the realm of dreams and desires, she held the power to create, to seduce, and to liberate."
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BackBone Cyber Pole
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Ashemi, Azure Star (122, 101, 27) - Moderate
Chill out in a colourful garden, situated right in the middle of the pulsating city. Many peaceful spots to enjoy and relax with friends. City, garden, colours, gallery, flowers, asian, lights, chill, romantic, love, pictures, photo, landscape, art
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The endless swathes of imperial Scots Pine.
Exquisite , calm waters of Loch Beinn á Mheadhoin and Affric,
convoluted by dips, hollows, bays and enchanting fresh-water islands.
Lofty, imposing peaks of Càrn Eighe, Màm Sodhail and Sgùrr na Lapaich, often snow-capped, well into April, and even May.
A glen of pulsating life.
From Wood-Ants and Dragon-Fly to Salmon and Trout.
From Red Deer and Golden Eagle to Wood-Cock and Wildcat.
Iconic, momentous, overwhelming, breath-taking in early morning mists, under winter snow or in colourful Autumn garb.
In Spring when Broom and Gorse smother slopes in dazzling yellow flower to Summer when green dominates and life buzzes with a frenzy.
As here, in Autumn, when the sun falls earlier behind the West Coast peaks, the tranquil, golden reflections of peaks, forest and island create a sumptuous vision of utter peace, serenity and prodigious beauty.
Beyond doubt, this glen has a mystical magic beyond my powers of description.
If you ever go there, and catch it in a more convivial mood,
you will never forget it, never regret it and you will surely return.
It really is a little bit of heaven……paradise.
I know nowhere quite like it.
Once smitten, the love affair
is likely to be eternal!
Untitled - View on black www.flickr.com/photos/declarationsphotography/5661057191/... Stare at the light in the window and it seems to pulsate (or maybe it's just because I've been awake all night). Photo by Larry Brown.
Astrophoto deprivation due to bad weather for 3 months got me yesterday into processing a bunch of Hubble images. I ended up doing 4 of them in a single evening (!!) and I'll be sharing them here, of course.
This first image is that of a star. Its name is RS Puppis, a pulsating star that changes luminosity in a constant loop. It is uniquely surrounded by a large dusty nebula and, due to the very large distances involved, the light variations of the star do not propagate instantly in the nebula, creating wonderful light echoes over time. I tried to produce an image where the colors are more neutral, the image is cleaner and with the fainter structures more visible than in other versions I've seen - that was my goal, at least. Hope you like it!
Yesterday, I was invited by my friend Booka B to experience the magic of this vibrant community, and what an adventure it was!
Surrounded by incredible people and pulsating beats, I found myself immersed in a world where music and friendship collide.
Join Face to Face for an unforgettable journey into the heart of electronic music!
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Poem.
Beautiful Affric.
As if the Caledonian Forest breathes out, the mist slowly rises like a spirit rising to the ethereal heavens.
Just visible, the River Affric surges down the valley, two hundred feet below, just east of Dog Falls.
Life here is so abundant, from Golden Eagle to Wood Ants,
from Red Deer Stag to Pine-Marten.
In the dawn, a slow pulse of life gathers pace.
Life begins to pulsate, quietly but tangibly.
The carpet of life is mesmerising.
Stately, dignified Scots Pine sweep up and down these slopes for over thirty miles.
Early golden gorse contrasts with still burnished bracken.
“Lambs-tail” catkins quivering in the slightest breeze confirm that spring has arrived.
Delicate silver-birch branches hang, bare of leaves, but laden with tiny buds.
The sun is rising fast and soon the mist will burn away.
The promise of a glorious new day creates a quiet excitement and anticipation.
This place is very special.
It has a spirit that absorbs my own and softly whispers its reassuring but unassuming reality.
It beckons the senses to see, hear and feel its stupendous splendour, again and again!
Poem.
A silhouetted, rapier-like peninsula piercing the radiant splendour of a pewter-grey sea.
Domed islands capped by the heavenly spokes of a setting-sun.
Timeless beauty.
Silence, but for the distant scream of a gull and the gentle, pulsating whistle of an oyster-catcher.
Sky, rock, sand, light and sea uniquely combine
to produce a glimpse inside heaven’s door.
Don’t yearn for heaven.
Look around.
It’s already here!
Andrea Mantegna (1431 - 1506) - Profile of a Man or Male Portrait (circa 1450) - tempera on canvas size 32.3 × 28.8 cm - Museo Poldi Pezzoli, Milan
Nel ritratto è raffigurato un uomo anziano di profilo, il cui abito e copricapo hanno suggerito alla critica l’identificazione con un magistrato della Repubblica veneta o con un giureconsulto, o comunque con un personaggio di alto lignaggio. Il dipinto si segnala per l’intensa forza espressiva: la volontà di caratterizzare realisticamente il soggetto è particolarmente evidente nella barba incolta sul mento e nelle vene pulsanti della tempia.
In the portrait there is an elderly man in profile, whose dress and headgear have suggested to the critics the identification with a magistrate of the Venetian Republic or with a jurisconsult, or however with a character of high lineage. The painting is noteworthy for its intense expressive force: the will to characterize the subject realistically is particularly evident in the unkempt beard on the chin and in the pulsating veins of the temple.
From this angle the ceiling almost looks as if it could pulsate and give birth to some kind of amorphous creature. Fortunately it didn't, or I have to say this picture might have been considerably more blurry! ;-) Best seen On Black.
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Amidst the whispers of a forgotten era, a stone bird perched silently, its wings outstretched in perpetual yearning. It starkly contrasted the grandeur and artifice surrounding it, symbolising a reality untouched by illusion. Its form seemed to pulsate in the stillness with a longing for liberation, a silent echo of the countless souls who had once sought solace within these walls. Frozen in mid-flight, the bird embodied their collective desire to transcend the artificial and find truth in the unyielding embrace of the stone.
Commentary.
The endless swathes of imperial Scots Pine.
Exquisite , calm waters of Loch Beinn á Mheadhoin and Affric,
convoluted by dips, hollows, bays and enchanting fresh-water islands.
Lofty, imposing peaks of Càrn Eighe, Màm Sodhail and Sgùrr na Lapaich, often snow-capped, well into April, and even May.
A glen of pulsating life.
From Wood-Ants and Dragon-Fly
to Salmon and Trout.
From Red Deer and Golden Eagle
to Wood-Cock and Wildcat.
Iconic, momentous, overwhelming, breath-taking in early morning mists, under winter snow or in colourful Autumn garb.
In Spring when Broom and Gorse smother slopes in dazzling yellow flower to Summer when green dominates and life buzzes with a frenzy.
As here, in Autumn, when the sun falls earlier behind the West Coast peaks, the tranquil, golden reflections of peaks, forest and island create a sumptuous vision of utter peace,
serenity and prodigious beauty.
Beyond doubt, this glen has a mystical magic beyond my powers of description.
If you ever go there, and catch it in a more convivial mood,
you will never forget it, never regret it
and you will surely return.
It really is a little bit of heaven……paradise.
I know nowhere quite like it.
Once smitten, the love affair
is likely to be eternal!
This was the scene in Funchal harbour ,Madeira as they welcomed in the new year ...2014. Not usually over-impressed with firework displays ,this one had me gasping. A continuous barrage of sound & colour for almost 10 minutes ,from a wide zone.
Pre-eminent, palpable. polychromatic, pulsating, public, pyrotechnical performance.
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Build by Titans Creations for Legoland Malaysia May the 4th event.
Minifig scaled and measuring 110 cm by 85 cm , its bigger than the UCS Millennium Falcon.
Main objective of this build is to replicate the interior of the popular Millennium Falcon as accurate as possible with references to different online materials.
Features 24 LED , 7 which are programmed to pulsate at the rear thrusters for realism , and the rest spread among the corridor, hyperdrive and cockpit.
Took a total of 2 months to plan and build.
Thank you for viewing !
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