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Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget. - Anonymous
This is the seventh in my new series, one which recognizes my friends here on Flickr. I wish to thank you for your friendship and your support! Some of you I work with, some of you I have worked with, some of you have given me opportunities and the rest of you my wonderful friends share an infinity with art and an ability to share our love, ideas and support thank you all!
galatifrancescoenrico59
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Marie.L.Manzor
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Máximo Sanguinetti
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BA AB
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cjcrosland
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Janek
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Kat….
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Susanne
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Jose Jiménez Martinez
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Toby Harvard
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Claudio Lara
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Mohamad Khedr
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Jacob Edmiston
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Glenn Losack M.D.
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Paul Speight
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Joan Sorolla
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Mehmet Ali Kıratlı
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Bernard Levine
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Jesús Garrido
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steigiotto
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"I AM" Cem Bayir
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Dean Whitehurst
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Karen Kleis
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Fred Matos
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Gustavo Thomas
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Niles
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Chris Wehner
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Chris Sanford
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Jefferson Gomes
Bird Luik
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Niani Resident
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***** PLEASE UNDERSTAND, that there are so many of you who have befriended and support me, that if you have not already been mentioned, you will be. Please be patient, my list is long and will continue!!!
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day! xo❤️
Twenty-three subspecies are recognized:[3]
Indian black-naped blue monarch (H. a. styani) - (Hartlaub, 1899): Originally described as a separate species in the genus Ficedula, found from India and Nepal to southeast China and Vietnam. The abdomen is whitish in males.
H. a. oberholseri - Stresemann, 1913: Found in Taiwan
H. a. ceylonensis - Sharpe, 1879: Originally described as a separate species, found in Sri Lanka. The males lack the black necklace.
Andamanen black-naped blue monarch (H. a. tytleri) - (Beavan, 1867): Originally described as a separate species in the genus Myiagra. Found in the Andaman Islands. The abdomen of males is blue.
H. a. idiochroa - Oberholser, 1911: Found on Car Nicobar (northern Nicobar Islands). The abdomen of males is white tinged with blue.
H. a. nicobarica - Bianchi, 1907: Found on southern Nicobar Islands. The abdomen of males is white tinged with blue.
H. a. montana - Riley, 1929: Found in northern and central Thailand
H. a. galerita - (Deignan, 1956), 1929: Found in southwest and southeast Thailand
H. a. forrestia - Oberholser, 1911: Found in Mergui Archipelago (off western Myanmar)
H. a. prophata - Oberholser, 1911: Found on Malay Peninsula, Sumatra and Borneo
H. a. javana - Chasen & Kloss, 1929: Found on Java and Bali (Indonesia)
H. a. penidae - Meise, 1942: Found on Nusa Penida (near Bali in the Lesser Sundas)
H. a. karimatensis - Chasen & Kloss, 1932: Found on Karimata Island (off western Borneo)
H. a. opisthocyanea - Oberholser, 1911: Found on Anambas Islands (in the South China Sea)
H. a. gigantoptera - Oberholser, 1911: Found on Natuna Besar (Natuna Islands, South China Sea)
H. a. consobrina - Richmond, 1902: Originally described as a separate species, found on Simeulue (off north-western Sumatra)
H. a. leucophila - Oberholser, 1911: Found on Siberut (off western Sumatra)
H. a. richmondi - Oberholser, 1911: Found on Enggano Island (off south-western Sumatra)
H. a. abbotti - Richmond, 1902: Originally described as a separate species, found on Reusam and Babi Islands (off north-western Sumatra)
H. a. symmixta - Stresemann, 1913: Found on western and central Lesser Sundas
Philippine black-naped monarch (H. a. azurea) - (Boddaert, 1783): Also known as the black-capped monarch and Philippine black-naped blue monarch. Found in Philippines (except Camiguin Sur Island)
H. a. aeria - Bangs & Peters, JL, 1927: Originally described as a separate species, found on Maratua Island (off eastern Borneo)
H. a. catarmanensis - Rand & Rabor, 1969: Found on Camiguin Sur Island (southern Philippines)
Depending on your age you may not recognize the man in this picture. He was Ronald Reagan most notably host of the TV series “General Electric Theater” and “Death Valley Days.” Reagan was also a B actor and played in the frankly unbelievable comedy “Bedtime for Bonzo.”
What makes this of interest is that Reagan an otherwise minor, second rate actor is a character in a series of alternate history books (a sub-genre of science fiction) written by Tootie Hurtledore in which--incredibly enough--Reagan is elected governor of California and then (an even bigger stretch) president of the United States! While this makes for an entertaining “what if” read it ignores the fact that Reagan had no background in politics, and that the people of the most powerful nation of the world would never elect a second rate actor and TV host to be their leader. Politics is a profession that requires years of experience, thoughtfulness, intelligence and a certain ability to communicate that Reagan never possessed. For my tastes I prefer my fictional reading to be more believable.
Photo | Stable Diffusion | Photoshop
...A good word for this photo. Many years ago, the Virginian Railroad hauled coal and what better set up than to have the NS' "Virginian" heritage unit #1069 haul a loaded coal train to Chicago.
4th St
Chesterton, IN
July 19, 2017
2 Selfies 2022. Background Nira's designs.
Because the years fly by. And we all go through many different changes, I wonder..
If you had appeared in front of me, would I have recognized you immediately, in a tenth of a second? or not?
Look familiar.... (?) Or be able to react, immediately.. ?
I think not necessarily... because you won't necessarily recognize me, and you'll be able to respond in a split second, or not.
Some say I haven't changed at all, I don't think that's accurate.
May we have a joyful, safe life..
Thanks for visiting!
Copyrights (c) Nira Dabush.
Monica Bellucci (cat) is playing with Mark Twain (Lagotto Romagnolo dog-the only breed of dog that is officially recognized as specialized in truffle hunting).
It's a pleasure watch them having fun in the snow!
Recognizable from the rear in the Sound of Music where Julie Andrews and the children sing "Do-Re-Mi."
Recognize that emoticon head? Hopefully not...
My second attempt at a custom paint-job (sorry for the poor detail quality again). I'm going for a LED-array mask sorta look. My first try at this using a color gradient to black looked a lot better but I realized that Lego is limited to specific colors. They have to use thatching and dot-arrays to create gradients, and I can only think of a few parts in which even those are used (one is actually the purple torso here which uses cross-thatching to add wear to the look without including a new color to print).
So my second attempt used black dots over even-sized dark-red dots to obscure them and force a gradient. Since this is not my final attempt, you can assume I was unhappy with the result.
My third attempt (pictured) shrinks the dots as you move away from the lit portion. This keeps the LED-array look while also adjusting effective brightness. I believe I was able to keep the dots large enough to be printable so I likely won't do a fourth iteration with this specific design. The look may come out better with blue or green though.
Oh, and look, my first minifigure-scaled (ish) car!
Can You Recognize Him & The Legendary Music Group? - IMRAN™
I sometimes try to have experiences when family & loved ones are not able to. It can be something “I see with my mother’s eyes” or do “thinking of you dad” - honoring my late beloved parents. In this case, my dear sister in Lahore, Pakistan was the person I enjoyed this concert extra for.
I’m trying to see if she will guess whom I went to see perform live. Can you recognize this legendary group?
© 2023 IMRAN™
#IMRAN #concert #music #MusicGroup #legend #rockstars cr9u03
Recognize that blue?
Yes, Bogart really is a wonderfully tolerant dog.
Taken on Day of Life #38
[SOOC, f/4.0, ISO 100, shutter speed 1/80, +1/3 EV]
May 29, 2014
"Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope." - Maya Angelou
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And with madness, my work week comes to an end. Today was just absolutely insane, it started up as soon as I walked through the doors to the building, not through the doors to my office area, but to the building and didn't stop until I was finally able to leave for the day.
I left a pile of little things and to-do lists throughout the cubicle, but those weren't essential and they can wait until Monday.
Glad to be free, and excited to pick up Sylvia later on this evening!
Hope everyone has had a good day.
Click "L" for a larger view.
With a picture of him in the back of my mind, I searched the market stalls with garlic, onions and vegetables - and discovered him promptly and without a doubt. In the photo archive of my smartphone I found the picture from 2016 and showed it to him. Except for gestures to the photo, we found no common language. He seemed embarrassed, but behind it, I hope, there was also special joy.
Loving Father,
we have witnessed Your miracles yet have failed to recognize the wave of Your hand.
Forgive us when we receive good from You and do not give thanks.
Amen.
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Beaune is a walled town at the center of the Burgundy winemaking region in France. Surrounded by the Côte d'Or vineyards, the cobbled town is renowned for an annual wine auction held at the Hôtel-Dieu (Hospices de Beaune). Recognized by its colorful, geometric-patterned tile roof, this 15th-century former hospital is now the Hôtel-Dieu Museum
Recognized as a National Historic Landmark, the Watchtower was constructed in 1932. Architect Mary Colter’s design takes its influences from the architecture of the Ancestral Puebloan people of the Colorado Plateau. This particular tower was patterned after those found at Hovenweep and the Round Tower of Mesa Verde. Colter indicated that it was not a copy of any that she had seen, but rather modeled from several.
The view from the Watchtower provides a unique perspective of the eastern portion of Grand Canyon. From here, looking to the northeast offers a distant glimpse of the Colorado River's transition from the relatively narrow Marble Canyon to the north into the much wider, broader expanse of Grand Canyon.
Back Bay Historic District: Back Bay is an officially recognized neighborhood of Boston, Massachusetts. It is most famous for its rows of Victorian brownstone homes — considered one of the best preserved examples of 19th-century urban design in the United States — as well as numerous architecturally significant individual buildings, and cultural institutions such as the Boston Public Library. It is also a fashionable shopping destination (especially Newbury and Boylston Streets, and the adjacent Prudential Center and Copley Place malls) and home to some of Boston's tallest office buildings, the Hynes Convention Center, and numerous major hotels. The Neighborhood Association of the Back Bay considers the neighborhood's bounds to be "Charles River on the North; Arlington Street to Park Square on the East; Columbus Avenue to the New York New Haven and Hartford right-of-way (South of Stuart Street and Copley Place), Huntington Avenue, Dalton Street, and the Massachusetts Turnpike on the South; Charlesgate East on the West." Prior to a colossal 19th-century filling project, Back Bay was a literal bay. Today, along with neighboring Beacon Hill, it is one of Boston's two most expensive residential neighborhoods.
[Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Back_Bay,_Boston]
Boston is the capital city and most populous municipality of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts in the United States. It is also the seat of Suffolk County, although the county government was disbanded on July 1, 1999. The city proper covers 48 square miles with an estimated population of 673,184 in 2016, making it the largest city in New England and the 22nd most populous city in the United States. The city is the economic and cultural anchor of a substantially larger metropolitan area known as Greater Boston, a metropolitan statistical area (MSA) home to a census-estimated 4.8 million people in 2016 and ranking as the tenth-largest such area in the country. Alternately, as a combined statistical area (CSA), this wider commuting region is home to some 8.2 million people, making it the sixth-largest in the United States. Boston is one of the oldest cities in the United States, founded on the Shawmut Peninsula in 1630 by Puritan settlers from England. It was the scene of several key events of the American Revolution, such as the Boston Massacre, the Boston Tea Party, the Battle of Bunker Hill, and the Siege of Boston. Upon U.S. independence from Great Britain, it continued to be an important port and manufacturing hub as well as a center for education and culture. The city has expanded beyond the original peninsula through land reclamation and municipal annexation. Its rich history attracts many tourists, with Faneuil Hall alone drawing more than 20 million visitors per year. Boston's many firsts include the United States' first public school (Boston Latin School, 1635), first subway system (Tremont Street Subway, 1897), and first public park (Boston Common, 1634). The Boston area's many colleges and universities make it an international center of higher education, including law, medicine, engineering, and business, and the city is considered to be a world leader in innovation and entrepreneurship, with nearly 2,000 start-ups. Boston's economic base also includes finance, professional and business services, biotechnology, information technology, and government activities. Households in the city claim the highest average rate of philanthropy in the United States; businesses and institutions rank among the top in the country for environmental sustainability and investment. The city has one of the highest costs of living in the United States as it has undergone gentrification, though it remains high on world livability rankings.
[Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boston]
Chicagoans will recognize the local icons of the red Red Eye newspaper dispenser and the Chicago style bus stop. Blurists will recognize the two wanna be passengers awaiting their turn.
I recognize that it is Friday and I hope that everyone has a safe and fun day and a fantastic weekend.
"Part of the daily routine is to recognize the exteriors of the Echo Base, especially near the power generators."
"Their primary target will be the power generators."
―General Carlist Rieekan, during the Battle of Hoth
Power generators were used throughout the galaxy to supply large amounts of power to cities, bases, factories, starfighters, and planetary weapons. Smaller power generators existed which were able to provide continuous power for portable heavy weapons, vehicles, structures, and machinery.
Both the Galactic Empire and the Rebellion used power generators at their bases to keep their communications arrays, base shields, turbolaser towers, and mining facilities functioning at peak levels. They were also used by numerous other factions such as the Zann Consortium and the Hutt Cartel.
I'd recognize those shoes anywhere! They belong to none other than my dear friend and partner in photography adventures, Anita! LOL She insisted the shower cap was not a shower cap but raingear because it came with some other camera stuff she bought. I maintain that it is nothing more than a shower cap. But then, at the end of the day, her hair was dry and mine was not! She never did fully explain those bright blue gloves though. No matter where we go or what we see, I can always depend on this lady to add the Sparkle to our adventures! :D Oh and I confess, when we were sitting in the atrium just outside the Orchid room, I introduced her to an employee as my friend from France. He seemed quite impressed and politely enquired of her how she was enjoying her visit..... yes, I did eventually set him straight! LOL Only he knows what he was thinking at this point!!
The most recognizable part of the gondola is the intricate “ferro”, or prow decoration. It has a complicated symbolism, beginning with the “S” shape which represents the sinuous Canal Grande. The six teeth under the main blade symbolize Venice’s six “sestieri” neighborhoods, and the single tooth jutting out backwards, the island of Giudecca. The curved top signifies the traditional hat once worn by Venice’s “doge”, or governor, and the semi-circular break between the curved top and the six teeth symbolizes the Rialto Bridge. Some “ferri” also have three friezes between the six prongs, for the islands of Murano, Burano, and Torcello.
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Larung Gar, still one of the largest and most active Buddhist institutions on the Tibetan plateau, housing over 8000 students, in log-cabin hermitages and dormitories that cover the slopes of a secluded side valley. This Nyingmapa hermitage was originally founded by Dudjom Lingpa in the late 19th century, but it owes its recent revival to the late charismatic lama, Khenpo Jikpun (also recognized as Terton Sogyel, the incarnation of Lerab Lingpa), who is the spiritual teacher of thousands of monks and nuns of both Tibetan and ethnic Chinese origin. The main buildings at Larung Gar are on three levels: the lowest containing an assortment of small temples and concrete structures. The main assembly hall and the famous monastic college (shedra) of Larung Gar are at the mid-level, and the hilltop is dominated by two spectacular chapels: the three-dimensional Gyutrul Lhakhang, and the Tonpei Dekhang.
la rung gar dgon pa ལ་ རུང་ གར་ དགོན་པ་
These two Iranian filmmakers stopped us on the street in Amsterdam
while we were on the way back from picking up our laundry. They
recognized us from our videos and started asking technical questions
about how we'd done the one for TTSP. Was it steadycam? (no) Was it
recorded live? (yes) How'd you get the aerial shot? (pulley, rope,
cherry picker) Etc. Their names are (left:) Mostafa Heravi
(mostafaheravi.com) and (right:) Hadi Tehrani.
The most recognizable church on Anglesey, St. Cwyfan's, is popularly known as the Church in the Sea (or eglwys bach y mor in Welsh). Perched on a tiny island called Cribinau, encircled by a sea wall, this simple medieval church dates to the 12th century. It is thought to be dedicated to the Irish St. Kevin, who founded the monastery across the sea at Glendalough in Co Wicklow, Ireland.
Tobia (1 year and 3 months) is son of Constantine, The Great!
He is very excited playing in the snow...like all the dogs ;-)
Tobia is a great truffle hunter!
He is a Lagotto Romagnolo dog, a water dog.
This is the only breed of dog that is officially recognized as specialized in truffle hunting.
Recognize these? Yep...the same Cosmos from my last post! I desaturated these...they are a fairly dark lavender and I'm not too fond of the shade. I prefer the lighter ones!
I'm sorry, but I can't remember whose texture I used here. Naughty me!
Have a wonderful day, my friends!
The reflection of my face, some wouldn’t even recognize
Or who put me in this place, I wouldn’t even recognize
Time has been so cruel, I could’ve blamed me but I blame you
I do...
Lately, I feel lost, tell me if you find me
It's hard to put the past behind me
When my mind just sits there and keeps remindin' me
Of all the bullshit that I kept inside me
I'm not lyin' when I tell you I feel like I'm lost
It just feels like I trapped in my thoughts
I just sit there and think, and I think, and I think
And I think and I think, I lost it all
I am at home, I got my back against the wall
I feel hella alone, I got no one to call
And I'm still on my own because no one's involved
Tell me where do I go when everything falls
Damn, I guess that's why I'm makin' this song
I just sit and reflect on every single thing that went wrong
My best friend, he turned out to be a fake
The real definition of becomin' a snake
And I lost my girl too and that was my mistake
I put music above her and it took her place
And she's the one I love and my heart it just breaks
Because now I'm alone, there's no girl to replace
Yeah, I tried every day, but it's always a waste
Ever since she left nothin's ever been the same
Lately, it feels like I just been wildin' out
There's too many things that I'm findin' out
And my passion has been slowly dyin' out
And I'm still inside of a hole and I'm climbin' out
Just to stumble over, but I'm tryin' out
Lost my composure, so I write it out
I'm feelin' depressed and I'm hidin' out
I think that's why I'm cryin' out
The reflection of my face, some wouldn’t even recognize
Or who put me in this place, I wouldn’t even recognize
Time has been so cruel, I could've blamed me but I blame you
I do
I guess I'm to blame, can't lie to me
Walk in the room and they start eyein' me
Feelin' overwhelmed with my anxiety
So I stay to myself and I overthink quietly
I stare in the mirror and vent there alone
You say you been there when I'm on my own
You say you'll be there when I know you won't
And you say you love me when I know you don't
I swear this depression isn't a motherfuckin' joke
Anxiety too, I deal with them both
I been losin' my faith and my hope
Still haven't found a way I can cope
Yeah, I think lovin' myself is the very thing that I need most
'Cause I lost everyone else that I thought I would always keep close
And to think, I gave you all that I can
You took advantage of me and ran
I made you who you are, now I ask
Why would you flip on me I don't understand
Told myself never again, never reach out for a hand
Never put trust in a friend, never give up where you stand
I gave everybody a chance just to see we didn't last
Nothin' that I been doing has been I pannin' out
I'm sufferin' and you stand around
And I'm fallin' so fuckin' hard I could smash the ground
Wishin' that I could have my mom and dad around
Anxiety got the best of me and I'm spazzin' out
Exhausted so much I feel like just passin' out
I wanted the fame, you can have it now
'Cause I ain't the same you can ask around
The reflection of my face, some wouldn’t even recognize
Or who put me in this place, I wouldn’t even recognize
Time has been so cruel, I could’ve blamed me but I blame you
I do…
Recognized as a separate species from the Canada goose, the Cackling goose (Branta hutchinsii) is smaller with a shorter neck and smaller bill. It breeds farther north and west than the Canada geese and is somewhat rare to see in the eastern US.
Sandro Botticelli, real name Alessandro di Mariano di Vanni Filipepi (1445 - 1510) - the calumny (1494-1495 approx) - tempera on wood size 62 × 91 cm - Uffizi Gallery Florence
il quadro va letto da destra verso sinistra: re Mida (riconoscibile dalle orecchie d'asino), nelle vesti del cattivo giudice, è seduto sul trono, consigliato da Ignoranza e Sospetto; davanti a lui sta il Livore (cioè il "rancore"), l'uomo con il cappuccio nero, coperto di stracci che tiene per il braccio la Calunnia, donna molto bella, che si fa acconciare i capelli da Insidia e Frode, mentre trascina a terra il Calunniato impotente e con l'altra mano impugna una fiaccola che non fa luce, simbolo della falsa conoscenza; la vecchia sulla sinistra è il Rimorso e l'ultima figura di donna sempre a sinistra è la Nuda Veritas, con lo sguardo rivolto al cielo, come a indicare l'unica vera fonte di giustizia.
The picture must be read from right to left: King Midas (recognizable by donkey ears), in the role of bad judge, is sitting on the throne, extending his hand to Slander while she is still at some distance from him. Near him, on one side, stand two women, Ignorance and Suspicion; before him lies the Livore (the "grudge"), the man with the black hood, covered in rags holding his arm Calumny, very beautiful woman, who does hair styling as Pitfall and Fraud, while dragging ground the Slandered helpless and with the other hand holding a torch that does not light, the symbol of false knowledge; the old woman on the left is the remorse and the last figure of a woman to your left is the Nuda Veritas, with an eye to the sky, as if to indicate the only true source of justice.
The Fog Bell is one of the most recognizable symbols of Chersonesos. This monument has nothing to do with the ancient and medieval history of the city, but its fate, nevertheless, is amazing.
It was cast from Turkish captured cannons at the end of the XVIII century in Taganrog. He did not stay in Sevastopol for very long – during the Crimean War, French troops took him as a military trophy. For more than half a century, the bell decorated the belfry of Notre Dame Cathedral. The bell returned to the holy land of Chersonesos only in 1913.
Туманный колокол – один из наиболее узнаваемых символов Херсонеса. Данный памятник не имеет отношения к античной и средневековой истории города, но его судьба, тем не менее, удивительна.
Он был отлит из турецких трофейных пушек в конце XVIII века в Таганроге. В Севастополе он пробыл совсем недолго – во время Крымской войны французские войска забрали его в качестве военного трофея. Более полувека колокол украшал звонницу Собора Парижской Богоматери. На святую землю Херсонеса колокол вернулся только в 1913 году.
A sensible man will remember that the eyes may be confused in two ways - by a change from light to darkness or from darkness to light; and he will recognize that the same thing happens to the soul. ~Plato
Recognized as the first regional railroad, the Gulf and Mississippi may also be the largest road with the shortest (1985 – 1988) lifespan. Acquired by MidSouth just three years after being spun off by ICG, the GMSR did get its initials out on some boxcars during its short existence, as seen here in Binghamton, New York.
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Friendship consists in forgetting what one gives and remembering what one receives. - Alexander Dumas
This is the ninth in my new series, one which recognizes my friends here on Flickr. I wish to thank you for your friendship and your support! Some of you I work with, some of you I have worked with, some of you have given me opportunities and the rest of you my wonderful friends share an infinity with art and an ability to share our love, ideas and support thank you all!
MichaelNiñoDelmar
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shelby-dog
www.flickr.com/photos/shelby99/favorites/
Frank T.Y.
www.flickr.com/photos/bbpump/favorites/
Themida's photos
www.flickr.com/photos/themidaz/
ElsjeD
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Marie.L.Manzor
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Duncan
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Pat=H
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Harold Joy
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bjarne.stokke
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m!ngus photografer
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dangomushi2009
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Bernd Kretzer
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nmaicas
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Gr⊙f ⊙f the P⊙p [@Grofbd]
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Sophie Shapiro
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Sankalan786
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Theophilos
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Black Napkin
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Amba Lee
www.flickr.com/photos/jardeniere/
clueidea
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The Visual Poet
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placieli
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sophie_merlo
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Steve Taylor (Photography
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wildfirehv
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mayo mayo…
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Jay 龍 Den (Jayarr Denson)
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Bronzino (Agnolo di Cosimo Tori 1503-1572) - Descent of Christ into Limbo (1552) - Medici Chapel - Basilica of Santa Croce Florence
La Discesa di Cristo al Limbo, raffigura la liberazione delle anime oneste nate prima della Resurrezione di Cristo. Nell’opera si riconoscono molti ritratti, tra cui quelli di alcune donne note al tempo per la loro bellezza, alcune delle quali raffigurate seminude, e quindi particolarmente sensuali e perturbanti, ritenute, all'epoca, poco adatte a un luogo sacro.
The Descent of Christ into Limbo, depicts the release of honest souls who were born before the Resurrection of Christ. The work will recognize many portraits, including those of some women known at the time for their beauty, some of which depicted half-naked, and therefore particularly sensual and perturbing, considered at the time, poorly adapted to a sacred place
The most recognizable church on Anglesey, St. Cwyfan's, is popularly know as the Church in the Sea (or eglwys bach y mor in Welsh). Perched on a tiny island called Cribinau, encircled by a sea wall, this simple medieval church dates to the 12th century. It is thought to be dedicated to the Irish St. Kevin, who founded the monastery across the sea at Glendalough in Co Wicklow, Ireland.
It may seem an odd and perilous place to build a church, but it originally stood at the end of a peninsula between two bays, Porth Cwyfan and Porth China, as shown on John Speed's map of Anglesey from 1636. In the decades after this the sea slowly eroded the coast in the two bays enough that the peninsula was cut off, turning it into an island.
A causeway was built to the island to allow parishioners to get to the island. Its remains are visible in the picture below. However, even with the causeway, sometimes high tides prevented access. At those times services were held in a room in the nearby house, Plas Llangwyfan, which was specially consecrated for the purpose.
The waves continued to eat away at the island until, in the late 19th century, some of the graves surrounding the church began to fall into the sea. At this time the church was also disused and roofless, having been replaced by a new church further inland. However, in 1893 local architect Harold Hughes, concerned for the fate of this evocative old church, raised money to save the it by constructing a seawall around the island and restoring the building.
Although the church was initially built in the 12th century, only a small portion of the south wall dates from this period. Most of the walls were rebuilt during a 14th century reconstruction. In the early 16th century an aisle was added to the north side, accessed through an arcade of three arches, but it was demolished in the early 19th century as the cliff edge eroded ever closer. The infilled arches can now be seen in the outer wall, after the old cement mortar was removed during refurbishment in 2006. This refurbishment also involved limewashing the walls, making them very white, to the consternation of some locals who were used to the old grey appearance.
This tiny church was at the centre of a big controversy in the 18th century. In 1766 the Bishop of Bangor appointed Dr Thomas Bowles as the parish priest of Trefdraeth, which included St. Cwyfan's as a chapelry. Unfortunately Dr Bowles spoke no Welsh, and only five of the 500 parishioners understood English. They protested against his appointment and eventually the case was heard in the ecclesiastical court in 1773. The judge ruled that Bowles should not have been appointed, as Welsh speaking priests should be sent to primarily Welsh speaking parishes. However, once a priest has been granted ecclesiastical freehold of a parish it is very difficult to remove them, so the judge ruled that he should be allowed to stay in his post, which he did until his death later that year.
Recognized as one of the most significant buildings in America, Trinity Church took shape on marshland in Boston's Back Bay in the 1870's.
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Throughout your life people will come and go. Many will mean nothing to you but some will have a profound influence. It may be subtle it may be obvious. You may not understand the lesson at first. It may hit you years later. It may be an important person, or a close relative or friend. A beggar or homeless man that you hand some change to in a brief second. It may be his dirty hand or a glint in his eye that you remember. It may be a word or a speech you have listened to. But if you look carefully at this person and listen for that voice inside, the one that guides you the one that matters, there in lies a truth a life lesson. This is a saint. Sent to you for a reason, they are there to teach you something. Don’t falter. Don’t rush by too fast, still the moment even if only briefly. Absorb, learn and go forward. These are blessings in disguise. This is recognizing your saints.
Picture is of a man who lives in an insane asylum on an island in the Mediterranean. He spotted me and my camera, jumped up from his bench in the court yard and grabbed at my shirt, tugging at it, begging me to take his picture. I smiled and said ok. He ran over to the wall and said ‘here, take it here’. He stood up so proud and stared straight. I took his picture and told him I would be back next year and he would have it then. Promise. I did go back. Asked the aids where this man in my picture was. They pointed to a room upstairs, said he never leaves it now. He saw me enter his dark room and recognized me even after a year had passed. He asked if I brought the picture said he was waiting a long time. I said to him a year is not that long and a promise is a promise. He could not move much. Reached for the photo, smiled and set it by his small night stand. He told me he was dying of cancer and had not long to live. He told me I had made him happy and would look at that photo and smile at how he use to be. He thanked me. I left.
I then knew that when he died someone would place that photo into his coffin. I knew then how important my work could be. Recognize your saints.
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Eventhough the gayfeathers have finished blooming weeks ago, they still are artistic with the back lighting.
Circle Dance: Shinnecock Reservation, L.I., NY: Labour Day Pow Wow, September 2006.
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Shinnecock Tribe
Rte 27-A, Montauk Hwy
Southhampton, NY 111968
631-283-6143
State recognized; (no BIA office liason - seriously ridiculous!)
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Shinnecock Indian Nation: An Ancient History and Culture.
Since the beginning, Shinnecock time has been measured in moons and seasons, and the daily lives of our people revolved around the land and the waters surrounding it. Our earliest history was oral, passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, and as far back as our collective memory can reach, we are an Algonquin people who have forever lived along the shores of Eastern Long Island.
Scientists say we came here on caribou hunts when the land was covered with ice. But our creation story says we were born here; that we are the human children of the goddess who descended from the sky. It was she, the story goes, who caused the land to form beneath her feet from the back of Great Turtle, deer to spring forth from her fingertips; bear to roar into awakening, wolf to prowl on the first hunt. It was she who filled the sky with birds, made the land to blossom and the ponds and bays to fill with fish and mollusks. And when all was done, the Shinnecock, the People of the Shore, appeared in this lush terrain. We are still here.
As coastal dwellers, we continue to prize the bounty of the sea, the shellfish, the scaly fish, which for thousands of years provided the bulk of our diet. We were whalers, challenging the mighty Atlantic from our dugout canoes long before the arrival of the big ships, long before the whaling industry flourished in the 19th century.
In the 1700's, we became noted among the northeastern coastal tribes for our fine beads made from the Northern quahog clam and whelk shells. The Dutch, who arrived on our shores before the English, turned our beads (wampum) into the money system for the colonies.
The Shinnecock Nation is among the oldest self-governing tribes of Indians in the United States and has been a state-recognized tribe for over 200 years. In 1978, we applied for Federal Recognition, and in 2003, we were placed on the Bureau of Indian Affairs' "Ready for Active" list.
Traditionally, decisions concerning the welfare of the tribe were made by consensus of adult male members. Seeking to shortcut the consensus process in order to more easily facilitate the acquisition of Indian lands, the Town of Southampton devised a three member trustee system for the Shinnecock people. This system of tribal government was approved by the New York State legislature in February of 1792. Since April 3, 1792, Shinnecock Indians have gone to the Southampton Town Hall the first Tuesday after the first Monday in April to elect three tribal members to serve a one- year term as Trustees. In April of 2007, the Shinnecock Indian Nation exercised its sovereign right as an ancient Indian Nation and returned to one of its basic Traditions: it bypassed the Southampton Town Hall and for the first time since 1792 held its leadership elections at home, where they will remain.
The Trustee system, however, did not then and does not now circumvent the consensus process, which still remains the governing process of the Shinnecock Indian Nation. Major decisions concerning the tribe are voted yea or nay by all eligible adult members, including women, who gained the right to vote in the mid-1990s. Also in that period, the Shinnecock Nation installed a Tribal Council, a 13 member body elected for two years terms. The Council is an advisory body to the Board of Trustees.
Today, we number over 1300 people, more than 600 of whom reside on the reservation adjacent to the Town of Southampton on the East End of Long Island. While our ancestral lands have dwindled over the centuries from a territory stretching at least from what is known today as the Town of Easthampton and westward to the eastern border of the Town of Brookhaven, we still hold on to approximately 1200 acres.
With modest resources, we have managed to build a community to help us better meet the demands of an ever expanding and intrusive world. In addition to the Shinnecock Presbyterian church building and its Manse, our infrastructure includes a tribal community center, a shellfish hatchery, a health and dental center, a family preservation and Indian education center, a museum, and playgrounds for our children. Also on our list of recent achievements is the design and development of an official Shinnecock Indian Nation flag and an official seal.
Our skilled craftspeople and fine artists find employment within the Tribe as well as the surrounding area. The number of tribal members holding advanced degrees in law, business, medicine, social sciences and liberal arts continues to grow, and tribal members hold positions of responsibility in all areas, including teaching, banking and counseling, both within and outside the Shinnecock community.
One of the earliest forms of economic development that the Shinnecock Nation undertook was to lease Reservation acreage to local area farmers for their crops, mainly potatoes and corn. While the project did bring in a small income for the Tribe, the resulting damages from pesticides leaking into the ground water and polluting our drinking water supply were enormous. We had great expectations for our shellfish hatchery (Oyster Project) but brown tide and general pollution forced it to close before it had the chance to develop into the business enterprise it was planned to be. In the summer of 2005, the Tribe began reseeding parts of its waterways with oysters, and celebrated a renewal harvest of Shinnecock chunkoo oysters at the Tribal Thanksgiving Dinner, November 2006.
At the present moment, the Shinnecock annual Powwow is the economic development project of record for the Shinnecock Nation. Revived in 1946 as a benefit for our church, the Powwow has evolved into an event that hosts thousands of visitors. But we are at the mercy of the weather. For the past two years, rainstorms have forced us to drastically revise our budgeting plans. We are now exploring Indian Gaming as a means of attaining the much needed self-sufficiency that will enable us to perform the sacred duties laid out for us by the Ancestors — to protect, manage and maintain the Shinnecock Indian Nation.
By Bevy Deer Jensen
Shinnecock Nation Communications Officer
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For more information on the Shinnecock Nation, please visit: www.shinnecocknation.com/
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photography: a. golden, eyewash design, c. 2006.
The Eland is the largest genre of gazelles. They are almost as big as a wildebeest, but they retain a distinctly gazelle form and look, with none of the cattle-like looks of a wildebeest.
There are some 4-5 varieties of elands, each with a different stripe pattern, skin color, horn shape, etc. I'm sure someone will recognize this particular sub-species.
Maasai Mara, Kenya
The Supermarine Spitfire is probably one of the most recognizable and iconic aircraft in history, with a total production number of 20 351. As I have always been fond of it, I decided to give it a try, even though it is my very first propeller aircraft model.
About the aircraft
The history of the Spitfire started in 1934, with the first flight of the famous K5054 prototype taking place on 5th March 1936. After the initial delays, the first Spitfire Mk. Is started to reach the operational units in 1938, and since then the type became a stronghold of RAF fighter forces, with a number of substantial improvements being introduced over the whole duration of WWII. Most of these improvements were directly correlated with the development of another icon, the Rolls-Royce Merlin engine. Consequently, 3 generations of Spitfires are commonly recognized: early Merlins (Merlins with a single-stage supercharger, Spitfires Mk. I, II, III, V, VI, and PR XIII), late Merlins (60 and 70 series Merlins with a two-stage supercharger, Spitfires Mk. VII – IX, PR X, PR XI, and Mk. XVI), and the last generation utilizing more powerful and heavier Rolls-Royce Griffon (Mk. IV, XII, XIV, XVIII, PR XIX, XX, 21-24). Among all those Marks, the Mk. IX and XVI were by far the most numerous, and their introduction was a major step in RAF’s capabilities. The idea for Mk. IX came out of necessity, as after the introduction of Focke-Wulf Fw 190 in late 1941 it became obvious that the then-standard Spitfire Mk. V was no match for the newest Luftwaffe addition. As the two-stage Merlin 61 became available, the Supermarine proposed to address this issue with an interim Mk. IX variant, which was basically Mk. V airframe fitted with the new engine. At the beginning, it was planned as just a short-term fix, with the revised Mk. VIII being the “ultimate” late-Merlin variant. However, the Mk. IX proved to be so successful that there was no point in disturbing its production lines, and it remained in production until the end of the war with constant upgrades being added (e.g. Merlin 66 engine). An interesting twist in the history of the Mk. IX is the Mk. XVI variant, which even though gained a new Mark number, differed only by the fact that instead of the British-built Merlin 66, its US licensed-built Packard Merlin 266 variant was utilized.
About the building process
The Spitfire is my very first propeller-driven aircraft, and it was basically an accident that I even started it. I was playing with some trans-clear canopy solutions and after one of the attempts I thought “Well, this looks like a Spitfire canopy”. As it turned out, it was perfectly scaled to my favorite 1:33 scale, so I had no choice but to continue. Still, the idea to make a WWII fighter was not new to me, as for years I’ve been a great fan of a number of different designs by other builders, so I’ve always wanted to have one for myself. As the Spitfire is an extremely common topic, it is impossible to mention all my inspirations. Still, by far the most prominent one was the Spitfire Mk. IX by Ed Diment, which even utilizes the same scale as mine. Another big inspiration was a much bigger Spitfire Mk. I by Lennart Cort. In fact, I had a very hard time deciding on the scale, as his 1:18 Spitfire looks so amazing it gave me second thoughts. Other, smaller designs, which were extremely useful for me, were the Spits by Dierett89, Sydag, BuildArmy, and picardbricks. As I mentioned before, the first part I got together was the canopy, followed by the engine section. Then, I got stuck a bit with the wings, as I really wanted to include the dihedral on them. Finally, I was able to slightly minimize the solution proposed by Nick Goodwin, which fitted nicely with the rest of the plane. The shape of the wings was also a bit painful to get right, but as I decided to go for the “clipped” wings, I didn’t have to make them fully elliptical, which made it much easier. The rest of the fuselage was quite easy. A big challenge overall was the very disappointing variety of dark green pieces, which I had to compensate for with the extensive amount of stickers. Here, the solution proposed by Maks in his Su-24
turned out to be very handy – I just had to use an awful lot of stickers from 76907 Lotus Evija set. I must say that the results look surprisingly good, as the colors match perfectly.
About the model
The model represents a Supermarine Spitfire LF. Mk.XVIe in a 1/33 scale. The camouflage is based on the aircraft currently stored in the Polish Aviation Museum in Kraków. It was produced in 1944 and served in the 421 Squadron of the Canadian Air Force (RCAF). In 1956 it was moved to the RAF museum in Hendon, having a short episode in the 1967 Battle of Britain film. Since 1977 it has been in the possession of the Polish Aviation Museum, where currently it is presented in the camouflage of the Polish 308 Squadron as TB995 ZF-O. The original aircraft of this designation was delivered to 308 Sqn. on 15th March of 1945, and the Squadron was mainly involved in the anti-V1 and V2 operations. As the Mk. XVI was introduced in 1944, there are so misconceptions about its configuration. Similarly to what happened to P-51 Mustang, the late Spitfire variants were fitted with the teardrop “bubble” canopy. Even though it was used in a number of different Marks, including Mk. IX, it is most commonly associated with Mk. XVI, as due to the shorter production, a much higher percentage of them received this upgrade. Still, the “razorback” Mk. XVIs were also quite common, being virtually indistinguishable from the standard Mk. IXs, which is the case for the TB995 ZF-O. As the model is significantly smaller than my usual jets, I wasn’t able to include as many working features as usual. Still, it has movable flaps, a working tail, and working landing gear.
I'm sure you recognize this tower. It's been photographed to death so I'll tell you a little known fact about the twin towers to liven things up.
The towers were built by two separate construction companies. One tower was built by a Japanese construction company and the other one was built by a Korean construction company.
Naturally, the Japanese having superior technology and project management skills were first to reach the top followed months later by the Koreans.
Japan and Korea don't often see eye to eye and when the two towers were completed, the hole for the bridge in the middle did not see eye to eye either and the bridge could not be hoisted up to connect both towers. It took many more months for them to fix this problem.
Every time I look at that bridge, I think of this story which I heard from someone involved in the project. Did you know this?