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A Peacock once placed a petition before Juno desiring to have the voice of a nightingale in addition to his other attractions; but Juno refused his request. When he persisted, and pointed out that he was her favourite bird, she said:
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There once was a beautiful servant named Okiku. She worked for the samurai Aoyama Tessan. Okiku often refused him when he said he was in love with her and wanted to marry her, so he tricked her into believing that she had carelessly lost one of the family's ten precious plates. Such a crime would normally result in her death. In a frenzy, she counted and recounted the nine plates many times. However, she could not find the tenth and went to Aoyama in guilty tears. The samurai offered to overlook the matter if she finally became his lover, but again she refused. Enraged, Aoyama threw her down a well to her death. A real "my way or the highway" kind of guy. She became a ghost...always howling TEN....
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I won't bore you with the details of why I was down here but it involved trading in a lens, multiple closures on the M6, an eight hour journey, an unplanned overnight stop, the hottest curry I've ever tasted, the satnav taking me in to Warwick Castle car park and me refusing to pay the £6 exit charge out of principal and having to wait an hour and a half to be let out, a lost pair of glasses in the field surrounding the windmill, finding a 55mm Sony lens cap and a 3k Gorillapod mini tripod complete with ballhead with the initials 'PS' stamped on one of the legs....oh and spending much of the journey on the Roman roads of Watling Street and The Fosse Way.
Bit of a long shot but if the Gorillapod is yours and you can tell me what colour paint has been applied to the initials then I'll gladly return it.
Anyway, missed the wheat by a couple of days but got treated to a wonderful warm Summer's sunset.
Mercedes on the left. Midnight in front. Raphael behind. Charlie behind Raphael. Matilda in the shed way back, on the left out of the sun on a box. She had been in the sun and she got hot.
JOSIE UPDATE: The weekend vet rang to say they've realised Josie will eat if she has the vet in sight. She ate for the vet on duty last night. She refused food this morning. They will offer food again this afternoon.
Marbled white butterfly - Melanargia galathea.
Refusing to come out of the shelter of the long grass. This is a first for me, never actually come across this beautiful butterfly before and it is an absolute stunner! I do hope I get to see one again and get a better shot of it, the upper wing pattern is a work of art.
This will most probably be my last submission to the CLiC group for 2015.
Overall I took over 150 photos, tried out a whole bunch of ideas and in the end only posted three pics including this one :(( Well, I hope I do better next year...
Anyway, for this shot I was trying to get my set of lights into this punpkin-shaped crystal bowl and play with the reflections, and I would have managed just that if not for this little one light that simply refused to go in no matter what I did!!! Frustrating as it was, I was pleasantly surprised to see that it led to a lovely selective focus shot with a pretty bokeh from all the other, more cooperative lights of the set ;))
Yes, I have processed it (I couldn't resist) but for those interested in the original shot, it's in the link below:
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Have a wonderful pre- New Year's Eve evening, my dear friends and I'll send out my wishes for New Year's tomorrow ;)))
Later in the morning and still dark in another part of the Borough (Leyton this time), the clean up continues.
These two photos today of Jamie, the older of the two Tawny Frogmouth chicks are to help Tracey, who said on my photo yesterday "Oh my goodness, I refuse to believe this isn’t a muppet.". To help her decide, Tawny or Muppet? I have no idea which way she'll go ... lol
it is assumed that Gorinchem was founded circa 1000 CE by fishermen and farmers on the raised land near the mouth of the river Linge at the Merwede. (Home of Gorik) is first mentioned in a document from 1224 in which Floris IV granted people from Gorinchem exemption of toll payments throughout Holland.
Somewhere between 1247 and 1267, Gorinchem became property of the Lords of Arkel. At the end of the 13th century earthen mounts reinforced with palisades were built around the settlement to protect it from domination by the neighboring counties of Holland and Gelre. Half a century later real city walls were built complete with 7 gates and 23 watchtowers. Otto van Arkel granted it city rights on 11 November 1322.
Jan van Arkel had a dispute with Albert I, brother of Willem V of Holland, leading to war and subsequently to the annexation of Gorinchem to Holland in 1417. This resulted in increased trade and Gorinchem grew to be the eighth city of Holland.
On 9 July 1572, the Watergeuzen (Dutch rebels against Spanish rule) conquered the city and captured 19 Catholic priests and monks. Because they refused to renounce their faith, these priests and monks were brought to Brielle where they were hanged and were from then on known among Catholics as the Martyrs of Gorkum.
By the 16th century, the city walls were so deteriorated that they were replaced with new fortifications and eleven bastions that still are almost completely intact. The new walls were completed in 1609 and were located further from the town centre, making the city twice as large. In 1673, Gorinchem became part of the old Dutch Water Line.
The city walls had four city gates: the Arkel Gate in the north, the Dalem Gate in the east, the Water Gate in the south (where the ferry to Woudrichem was), and the Kansel Gate in the west. Of these four gates, only the Dalem Gate remains. The others were removed in the 19th century to make way for vehicular traffic. A portion of the Water Gate was preserved in the gardens of the Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam.
Sorry I have been absent a bit with a neck problem. Do you sometimes feel at a stalemate with your photos? I am having a real down time with not liking anything I shoot right now. I feel a bit like this lonely maple leaf I caught in the back light tonight right before sundown. I missed all of the cedar waxwings who landed way too high and flew away and just gave up:) The butterflies also refuse to come down from treetop level.
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from Nelli and Mira on 'spring patrol' in our garden - Frankfurt Nordend
We are back home from our 'Spessart Safari' but unfortunately it didn't turn out as we expected, as our Vespa refused to start again on the third day. We had to take it to a garage where it hopefully will be repaired in the next days and returned home by taxi to our sweet Spanish ladies and the blooming garden.
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I will try to catch up with comments to your pictures during the next days ;-))
I wanted to photograph a lollipop in the worst way. You know the kind that is swirled in colorful goodness? Apparently kids do not enjoy lollipops like I did when I was young. The closest thing to a lollipop I could find at any store around here was a dum dum sucker. My husband, bless his heart, went out to all the local stores late last night looking for a lollipop for me and to no avail. This is what he came home with instead. Make do with what I have. ;)
I learned technical drawing at school with this kind of pens (Rotring Isograph).
The pens on the picture deliver lines of respective thicknesses 0.20mm (8 Mil), 0.35mm, 0.5mm and 0.7mm.
They could be a delight to use, delivering perfect lines with a constant thickness and a deep black color if you were in a good day.
They could also be a source of frustration and refuse to get enough ink on the paper... or drip on an almost finished drawing.
But with hindsight, this had mostly to do with how good you took care of them and how relaxed you were when using them. 😉
Amazing extra feature: you could erase mistakes once the ink had dried by carefully scratching the paper with a razor blade.
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I was going to skip this week's Smile on Saturday's theme "Spooky Spiders" since I don't like them and refuse to get rid of live ones then decorate with fake ones...lol. However, our local restaurant we frequent often had these spider decorations. So, happy Halloween weekend to my flicker friends who celebrate this spooky fun holiday.
The Great Crested Grebes were happily building their nest on this float on Hogganfield Loch. All of a sudden this young heron appeared. It had flown in from the neighbouring island. The GCGs 'abandoned ship'! The heron paced up and down on the float but refused to leave. The GCGs got their courage back and approached, then circled the float but the heron had no intention of leaving.
I was watching a video on photography where the topic was sharpness. The history of why it became important was discussed while the notion of an artistic form was also debated. This image is a little bit of both in respect to this topic and that informative episode.
While the rocks are tack sharp, we see movement in the ducks that just refused to sit still. Always on the move; do they add or detract from the artistic nature of the final product?
(or Winter upon us! Tegg, a first year theater student says
I have always been touched by the tragic story of the Romanovs and fascinated by the history of the Czars. The Romanov family reigned from 1613 to 1917.
Anastasia was only 17 when she was executed/ murdered with her parents, three older sisters and little brother, in the basement of Ipatiev House by the Bolshevik revolutionaries under Yakov Yurovsky. They were shot and bayonetted to death.
After the revolution of 1917 which deposed him, Czar Nicholas appealed for asylum from his English cousin who later became King George V, but he was refused, supposedly for political reasons. This sealed the family's fate. To Communists the Romanov family were symbols of a decadent and oppressive autocratic regime and as such they were held prisoners in Siberia for more than a year before the decision was made to brutally murder them. it is believed Lenin ordered the execution.
After the fall of Communism the remains of five family members and four loyal retainers were finally found in the nearby Koptyaki forest and buried with ceremony in St. Petersburg in 1998. The two remaining children were found in 2007. All were identified by Dna thus putting to rest the stories that any may have escaped, especially Anastasia.
They were all declared holy martyrs and saints by the Russian Orthodox church. The Church of All Saints was erected on the former site of Ipatiev House..
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...after sitting for a while with the damp rising into my nether regions, we finally got the last bit of light on the foreground, but it stubbornly refused to light anything else. Be thankful for what you got I hear you say.
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Buff-banded Rail
Scientific Name: Gallirallus philippensis
Description: The Buff-banded Rail is a medium-sized stout rail with short legs. It has a distinctive grey eyebrow and an orange-brown band on its streaked breast. The lores, cheek and hindneck are rich chestnut. The chin and throat are grey, the upperparts streaked brown and the underparts barred black and white. The eye is red. Young birds are much paler to white underneath, with indistinct bars and only a faint orange-brown tint on the breast. Downy chicks are fluffy black. This rail walks slowly, with tail raised and flicking constantly.
Similar species: The orange-brown breast band distinguishes the Buff-banded Rail from the similar but smaller Lewin's Rail,Dryolimnas pectoralis, which has a rich chestnut crown and nape and a proportionally longer pink bill.
Distribution: The Buff-banded Rail is widespread in mainland Australia, particularly along the eastern coast and islands, and on Norfolk and Lord Howe Islands. It is also found in south-east Asia, New Guinea and New Zealand.
Habitat: The Buff-banded Rail is seen singly or in pairs in dense reeds and vegetation bordering many types of wetlands or crops. It makes widespread use of artificial wetlands like sewage ponds and drainage channels.
Seasonal movements: The Buff-banded Rail is resident and possibly locally nomadic, though little is known of these movements.
Feeding: The Buff-banded Rail feeds on crustaceans, molluscs, insects, seeds, fruit, frogs, carrion and refuse. It mostly feeds early in the morning and the evening.
Breeding: Breeding is poorly known, but the Buff-breasted Rail nests in long grass, tussocks, rushes or crops. It makes an unlined cup-shaped nest of grasses or reeds. Both parents incubate and the young will leave the nest within 24 hours. Both parents remain with the young, which usually feed themselves, though the female may feed them as well. Two broods may be raised in some seasons.
Calls: Loud creaky squeak when breeding but usually silent.
Minimum Size: 28cm
Maximum Size: 33cm
Average size: 31cm
Average weight: 130g
Breeding season: September to February
Clutch Size: 5 to 8 eggs
Incubation: 19 days
Nestling Period: 1 days
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These big gators scattered in the water when I approached on the path behind them, but on my return trip, they refused to move ! Needless to say, I was very cautious in skirting around them. They can outrun me !!
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I close my eyes
Only for a moment and the moment′s gone
All my dreams
Pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind
All they are is dust in the wind
Same old song
Just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do
Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind (ah, aah, aah)
All we are is dust in the wind
Oh, oh, oh
Now, don't hang on
Nothin′ last forever but the earth and sky
It slips away
And all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind (all we are is dust in the wind)
Dust in the wind (everything is dust in the wind)
Everything is dust in the wind
The wind
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Driving home on several occasions recently, I noticed a derelict plot in an industrial area a few hundred metres down my road from my home, that looked a likely spot for butterflies. It had a number of self seeded Buddleia bushes and well developed wild flower growth Sure enough, Common Blues, Small Coppers, Small Skipper, and others were present. This was one of the shots I took that morning, before the inevitable clouds rolled in.
This butterfly settled on this flower as the sun disappeared behind a cloud briefly and stayed put for 15 minutes, until the sun emerged again, buffeted by gusts of wind but refusing to budge, no matter what.
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A really pleasant walk in the pine forests of Glen Nevis.
Much preferring to take these type of shots over the more mainstream landscape shots at the moment. Just going out wandering around taking whatever catches your eye.
I've been getting a bit bored and disillusioned with the planned wide vista shots which more often than not end in disappointment when the conditions don't go your way. Don't get me wrong, if a big landscape shot presents itself I'll not refuse it but don't think I'll chase them as avidly as I did.
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The Ertebølle culture (ca 5300 BC – 3950 BC) (Danish pronunciation: [ˈæɐ̯təˌpølə]) is the name of a hunter-gatherer and fisher, pottery-making culture dating to the end of the Mesolithic period.
The culture was concentrated in Southern Scandinavia, but genetically linked to strongly related cultures in Northern Germany and the Northern Netherlands.
It is named after the type site, a location in the small village of Ertebølle on Limfjorden in Danish Jutland. In the 1890s, the National Museum of Denmark excavated heaps of oyster shells there, mixed with mussels, snails, bones and bone, antler and flint artifacts, which were evaluated as kitchen middens (Danish køkkenmødding), or refuse dumps.
Downpatrick Head, County Mayo, Ireland
Dún Briste (The Broken Fort) is a sea stack close to the edge of the cliffs. In 1393 it was separated from the coast as a result of high seas and violent stormy weather.
According to an old local legend, a Druid Chieftain, named Crom Dubh, lived there. He refused to convert to Christianity, Saint Patrick struck the ground with his crozier and the stack was separated from the mainland, leaving Crom Dubh to die on the top.
Inedible mushrooms are also often called “Toadstools”. They are not recommended for consumption, most often due to their taste, hard consistency or too small size. But some of them are poisonous and hallucinogenic.
I envy people who know how to pick mushrooms... I don’t know how, in the forest I see a lot of beautiful things, but not mushrooms, they always hide from me. My older brothers refused to take me into the forest, they had to look for me, not mushrooms :)