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Blueberry - Can't Relate - Boots Flat & High Heels @ Main Store
Blueberry - Can't Relate - Fishnet Stockings @ Main Store
Blueberry - Can't Relate - Shorts & Belts @ Main Store
Blueberry - Can't Relate - Tops Alone @ Main Store
Blueberry - Can't Relate - Wrap Around Cardigan @ Main Store
Doe: Gabriella Hair @ Collabor88
Eyes : {S0NG} :: Crow Eyes Gacha - pale blue @ Epiphany
Doe: Monster Backpack (Hold) - Pink Gacha @ Main Store
Romazin - Earrings - Tori @ Sense
Romazin - Necklace - Tori 1 @ Sense
Romazin - Necklace - Tori 2 @ Sense
Romazin - Necklace - Tori 3 @ Sense
MINIMAL - Town Hall Backdrop -flower balcony-MINIMAL - Town Hall Backdrop @ Kustom9
SPELL : Bike -Mushrooms - RARE @ Main Store
ionic : Antique books & iron chair @ Main Store
ionic : Interior plant @ Main Store
ionic : Store Sign (Black & Gold) @ Main Store
ionic : Tea Store Sign @ Main Store
ionic: Fountain (tiled) @ Main Store
from Madras Fruit Stand Decor Gacha @ Main Store
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Madras Watermelon
Madras Raspberry Basket
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Madras Apple Box
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No, this item doesn't relate in any way to Miss Angie the dance instructor; instead, it's for Angie Mengoa, known throughout the whole domain of Flickrdom as Proverbs 31:10. Today is her 21st birthday, and I celebrated the occasion by creating this special screensaver at work, which was used only today and then deleted before I went home. Those are my glasses in the lower right-hand corner. It is proof positive that I thought of my young friend throughout her big day, as this greeting scrolled across my computer screen whenever I left it idle for more than a few minutes.
Angie herself commemorated her birthday with this little masterpiece, so typical of her in that it displays her formidable talent, her remarkable beauty, and her deeply-held religious convictions, all of which essentially define who and what she is. It is so fitting for her to note her 21st birthday with a prayer, as she did here. And as for me, I will keep her in my own prayers always, as well as in my heart and my affections. I admit to being very, very fond of this remarkable young lady.
When you see this, Angie, it will be either very late in the evening on your big day, or the following morning; but either way, I hope your 21st birthday has been just splendid. :-)
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I think all of us who love K-pop can relate to this movie...
Fantasy or not, the truth is that my soul was trapped in the demon of K-pop, and what a beautiful way this movie conveys that...
I recommend it...
But I'm taking this opportunity to say goodbye to the K-pop community in SL. For personal reasons, I'm hanging up my gloves, as they say in the daily struggle of life...
Just like in real life, things happen in SL that sometimes force you to make these decisions, and I feel I need to take a step back...
And returning to my principles as a model, dressing my Virtual Barbie has always been my priority...
To everyone who respected me and accepted my friendship in the K-pop world, THANK YOU.
I still love Korean culture, I still respect it, I like K-pop, and I always will... And my avatar will maintain that vibe for now... but I don't rule out a big change soon!
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for everything I've learned. I'll keep that!
Créditos - Credits:
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Relating to my previous image, information board at WWT Slimbridge giving details about the Crested or Southern Screamer www.flickr.com/photos/juliek1967/35849656142/in/dateposted/ (hope this is OK for Wing Wednesday too Ash) HWW & HSS!
Triangularity - Relating to entities such as three people, objects, ideas,...…. And Tri... refers to the number 3 an odd number...
For the challenge = triangular shapes, three items on a scarf with three sided shapes,......
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There are plenty of things I could tell you about this image but what I am going to relate tonight is only going to involve the mistake I made.
One of the risks to habits is that you can come to rely on them overly much. A case in point would be that by an unofficial rule I generally keep my Hasselblad backs loaded with 400 ISO film, one back for color and the other for b&w. When I do load a different speed film in one of my backs I try to make a note because I am so used to 400 speed film in them that I have mis-exposed film before because of mistaken assumption.
Before this latest trip up to the Olympic Peninsula I had been working a lot and photographing only a little. As such by the time I got up there my black and white back was halfway through a roll of film I could not remember loading and so I could not remember which film was in it. Normally no note would mean 400 speed but something in my brain was tickling away that this was not true, that I had loaded something out of the ordinary in terms of film speed in this back.
So what are my options at this point with about six frames left to expose? Well I could trust my habits and expose at 400. I could attempt to second guess motives and backtrack through memory to deduce which film I might have loaded. I could meter somewhere in between. This latter is what I did. I figured the only other speed I would have loaded would have been 100 ISO film. So if I metered at 200 then I would only be wrong by a stop. If it was 100, I would be a stop under and considering that I normally overexpose by habit anyway, all would be ok. If it was 400, then I would be a stop over (or two with my usual overexposure). and film so readily forgives overexposure. Seriously, you can get away with three or four stops over and still produce reasonable images. Additionally I was going to be a bit less choosy with those six frames and try to blow through them quickly so I could confirm the film and if necessary backtrack to re-expose any images.
Thus I set off. Unfortunately it was sunny and clear and conducive to heavy ND shooting so "blowing through" half a roll takes on a slightly different meaning when shooting through 18 stops of neutral density. It took a few hours but I managed, wound the roll and unloaded it... to find a roll of Rollei RPX 25. Umm yeah. So metering for 200, maybe overexposing by design by a stop I was still going to be two stops under. That was a bit disappointing. Usually I defer to the decisions that past-Zeb makes. He often seems to think of things that present-Zeb appreciates. But this time I was wondering what in the heck that past me was thinking by loading a roll of 25 speed film in a camera that usually uses 400 speed and not putting a note on it to warn present-Zeb how to expose it properly. Sheesh.
So I had a bit of a sinking feeling in my stomach, figuring not even the forgiveness of film was going to save me this time. Luckily I was still on the same beach and did backtrack to re-expose the images I felt most strongly about. I debated having the roll pushed when I got back but then the first half had theoretically been exposed accurately and I couldn't really remember what was on it, so I didn't want to push process that stuff, so I just let it go, morbidly curious to see how thin the negs would be. Imagine my surprise when the stuff that came back turned out to be fairly usable... at least some of it. This image for example was metered somewhere around 100 to 200 ISO, which means I probably overexposed it to begin with due to the deep shadows in the frame. But that is ok, I wanted the cliffs to be black anyway.
So what to take from all this? I guess mostly that we all make mistakes. In fact you ought to find opportunities to make mistakes. They keep us sharp, they are opportunities to learn, they sometimes show us things we may not have discovered on our own, they remind us that we are fallible in our decision-making. And I tell you about this one in particular so that you know that I am not above making such silly errors. I tend to curate out most of the images I don't consider worth the time to post or your time to see. I edit down to the good stuff, which really means the stuff that I like for one reason and another. And I think with practice and by limiting how much I post I tend to only share the stuff that is noteworthy for good reasons. But that can easily lead to the mistaken perception that maybe I don't make the same mistakes you make. That I don't screw up my calculations or forget something simple and obvious. Well trust me, I do. And sometimes it works out and sometimes it doesn't. On this case I got lucky, no thanks to my past self.
Hasselblad 500C
Rollei RPX 25
Inspirées de plans proposés par l'entreprise Eiffel en 1868, les halles de Dijon ont été construites de 1873 à 1875 par les Fonderies et ateliers de construction de Fourchambault (Nièvre), sur les plans de l'ingénieur Louis-Clément Weinberger. Elles sont inscrites à l'Inventaire des Monuments Historiques. Le bâtiment présente une structure extérieure inspirée de l'architecture classique avec une succession d'arcades et de colonnes aux fûts cannelés et aux chapiteaux décorés de pampres de vigne. Il comprend 4 pavillons articulés autour de deux rues en croix. Les écoinçons des grandes arches sont ornés de motifs animaliers et de thèmes symboliques se rapportant aux halles : têtes de chevreuil, de mouflon, de sanglier et de boeuf, gibier et volailles, poissons et anguille, en médaillons, Cérès, déesse de la moisson et Hermès, dieu des échanges et du commerce. La toiture s'inspire fortement de celle des halles centrales de Paris.
Inspired by plans proposed by the Eiffel company in 1868, the Dijon market halls were built from 1873 to 1875 by the Fonderies et ateliers de construction de Fourchambault (Nièvre), based on plans by the engineer Louis-Clément Weinberger. They are listed in the Inventory of Historical Monuments. The building has an exterior structure inspired by classical architecture with a succession of arcades and columns with fluted shafts and capitals decorated with vine branches. It includes 4 pavilions articulated around two cross-shaped streets. The spandrels of the large arches are decorated with animal motifs and symbolic themes relating to the market halls: heads of deer, mouflon, wild boar and ox, game and poultry, fish and eel, in medallions, Ceres, goddess of the harvest and Hermes, god of trade and commerce. The roof is strongly inspired by that of the central market halls of Paris.
I have been pretty busy lately working on a number of side projects, almost all of which relate to photography, so I have been a bit absent of late. But I am excited to say that because of that work I have quit a bit of news to share, though I am not going to get to all of it tonight.
For this evening's post, the biggest item I wanted to talk about is my website. I have my own corner of the web now. It is a project I have been meaning to get wrapped up for some time, but as I possess little to no web developing skills, or much of a budget to pay for them, it has taken me until now to actually realize that little dream (many thanks to Ben and Stacey, but more on them in a bit).
The main reason I have wanted to get my own website is mainly to serve as an on-line portfolio. Flickr is a great site, but my Flickr stream now has over 800 photos, a laughably small amount compared to some streams, but still way too many for a portfolio.
For the past couple of years I have been sending people to my Flickr stream if they wanted to see my work, but with the realization that they would have to sift through it all. The idea of a portfolio is a very important one. It is, you ought to be able to communicate a sense of your body of work with a concise set of 8-16 photos or so, give or take a couple. I think it is an art that is quickly becoming forgotten, especially in this era of 4gb memory cards that allow the shooting of thousands of images in a single day. I know a number of photographers that are lost when forced to edit their bodies of work down to such a small number of images. I, myself, find the task challenging, but in a good way.
I know the temptation is to show a lot of your work, the fear that you will edit out some important shot that would have sealed the deal. But at the same time, many photographers fail to realize that most of us have fairly short attention spans. We are going to spend a couple of minutes max looking at images before we move on. If you have not sold me in the first dozen images, I probably am not going to keep sifting through the next dozen, or the third after that hoping for some hidden gem. At least this is my mentality when looking at portfolios. The portfolio is meant to serve as an introduction, and more importantly, to catch interest and attention right away. It is your best work and only your best work.
And this is how I wanted my site. I purposely wanted to design one around the ideas of clean, simple and elegant. No animations, no (shudder) music, nothing blinking or bleeping, nothing overly fancy, something that was all about the photography...almost. In other words, I wanted the site to embody those qualities of a physical portfolio. I would not have my portfolio play music when a reviewer opened it up, nor would there be some animated screen embedded in the cover, and so on.
I am not saying websites that incorporate these features are bad, it all depends on how they are used. I have seen several websites that use many of those features quite well, I have also seen some very awful examples. But I believe in this case, for me at least, less is more.
The other purpose of my website was to incorporate a blog feature. I wanted it to have its own soapbox that I could occasionally climb up on. I do plenty of that here on Flickr, but they are much more informal and spontaneous, not to mention they tend to get lost in the shuffle, even by me. I think I have a lot to offer, not just in what I see and shoot, but what I think, feel, believe and say, and it was important for me to have a vehicle with which I could share that.
I really should wrap up this bit about the website and move on to news item #2. But before I do that, I have to say a big thanks to ben_hengst and kirainpdx. They were the movers and the shakers (though not necessarily in that order) in making my site happen. If you see something about my site that you like, you should let them know. So thank you Ben and Stacey.
Now on to related news. For the past year or so I have been represented by the Bartram Gallery in La Jolla. They have been a pleasure to work with, and I have been quite impressed with their philosophy regarding not just how they run their gallery, but about photography in general.
They are pretty forward thinking folk, and in the last couple of months have really pressed forward at strengthening their web presence. A part of this direction for them has been the start of an on-line blog which they have asked me to be at the helm of. Oh dear... No really, it is going to be a fair amount of work, writing for both their blog and maintaining my own (I will probably share a lot of material actually), but it is a responsibility I am looking forward to. It really means a lot to me to be able to share so many of my thoughts with a wider audience, and even more so, so far at least, to have them respond favorably.
Phew. Ok I think that is good for tonight. I need to save my strength, still fighting a bit of a cold. So I will save the rest of my news for tomorrow night, or the night after, or the night after that. ;-)
And now for those patient enough to read this far down, or yes for those too impatient and just scrolled to the bottom...
My website here: www.zebandrews.com
The on-line blog at Bartram Gallery I will be helping to manage:
The International Bomber Command Centre (IBCC) a memorial relating the historical impact of and on Bomber Command during the Second World War. Located on Canwick Hill, overlooking the city of Lincoln in Lincolnshire.
The city of Lincoln was selected for the location of the IBCC because 27 RAF Bomber Command stations (over a third of all Bomber Command stations) were based in the county during World War II. The large amount of airfields led to Lincolnshire being nicknamed the "Bomber County".
Located at Canwick Hill, the centre is just under two and half miles from RAF Waddington, which suffered the greatest losses of any Bomber Command station, and close to the former Avro aircraft production facility at Bracebridge Heath. A view of Lincoln Cathedral, a prominent landmark for aircrews, forms an important part of the vista from the centre of the Memorial Spire.
The aim of the IBCC is to tell the personal stories of members of the RAF Bomber Command, ground crew and civilians impacted by the bombing campaigns during the Second World War. The centre will also provide a comprehensive record of the role of Bomber Command's squadrons and to digitally display historical documentation and photographs relating to the activity of Bomber Command.
Within the grounds of the International Bomber Command Centre the Spire Memorial was erected on 10 May 2015. The memorial is a spire, reflecting the connection to Lincoln Cathedral. Created out of Corten A weathering steel, it is based on the dimensions of the wingspan of a Lancaster bomber, being 102ft high and 16ft at the base. The Spire was officially unveiled in October 2015 to an audience of 3,600 guests including 312 Bomber veterans.
The spire is encircled by walls carrying the names of all 57,871 men and women who gave their lives whilst serving in or supporting Bomber Command. This is the only place in the world where all these losses are memorialised.
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it's strange following a portrait of my serene face with this "notice" ... i don't really talk anymore about this to people, but today i'm at wit's end:
i have some disabling health conditions that include daily pain. it's been many years since this began, so i've oh so gratefully learned to cope with it to a great extent. and i have been able to not only function, but engage with the world and enjoy, even while experiencing debilitation.
the pain has been building up for a month or two, and i've been feeling increasing anxiety around its constancy lately. i've had to forego more than usual, and resort to relief measures i've not taken in a long while.
i'm often ashamed and humiliated to id myself as a "crip", and frightened about how health issues change the way people relate to me; despairing about the impact, the limitations on what i can give at any given time.
i've even been thinking i need to take a break from the computer, as it's definitely exacerbating everything. if i can resist all of your many charms, i may disappear for a bit. i hope i don't miss too much ...
xo
...relating to the first in comments!
A few things can be described about this. The location is Bingsjö in Sweden, Päckosgården to be more exact. Once the home of a musician...
This year I will try to stay away from the cruising nights and concentrate on this place ;) More to come on that...
June 05, 2016
Villatic:
[vi-lat-ik]
adjective
1. of or relating to the country or to a farm; rural.
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It's a cool, gray and rainy Sunday here which is perfect for some quality time in the kitchen!
We desperately need the rain, and I really needed to get caught up and ready for the work week ahead by preparing food so the rain is working out just fine for me.
The garden is being watered and I'm not tempted to go sit out in the sun with a good book. Win, win!
I bought a lot of basil plants this week and so I was on the hunt for a recipe that would work for Sweet Sunday, then I got it in my head that I needed scones for the week which narrowed down my search until I came across this!
In the future, I think I would double the basil, lessen the strawberries and maybe throw some jam in the mix for additional flavour, but this reccipe is not a bad starting point!
Recipe:
Ingredients:
3 cups of flour
1/3 cup of sugar
1 teaspoon of salt
2 1/2 teaspoons of baking powder
1/2 teaspoon of baking soda
3/4 cup of unsalted butter, cut into small chunks
1 cup of buttermilk
1 cup chopped of fresh strawberries
1/4 cup of fresh chopped basil
1 tablespoon of buttermilk, for brushing
Brown sugar for sprinkling
Directions:
01. Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.
02. Mix together dry ingredients in a large bowl from flour - baking soda.
03. Add butter and mix using pastry cutter, a knife or your hands, until mixture resembles coarse meal.
04. Add buttermilk and mix until just combined. Fold in strawberries and basil.
05. Lightly dust flour onto work surface. Divide dough in half. Working with one batch at a time, shape dough into 3/4 inch thick circle. Cut into 8 wedges.
06. Lay on baking sheet lined with parchment paper.
07. Repeat with other dough.
08. Brush tops of scones with buttermilk and sprinkle with brown sugar.
09. Bake for 15-20 minutes or until golden brown.
Hope everyone is having a Sweet Sunday!
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How many of those of you who are parents can relate?
Malaysian Pied Fantail. Singapore Botanic Gardens.
June 25, 2011.
This is my sister
I'm only getting started. I won't blackout
Thank you so much Meggie for the testimonial :)
I've been thinking for a long while over the topic of meeting new people, and watching the previous ones leave as new ones enter.
Maybe everyone is meant to meet one monster in their lives, the ghost of their past that whispers in the haunting darkness, the one shadow that will never let them go. It awakens in the night, waiting for the hours to tick by so it can press its suffocating weight onto your shoulders. Insomnia keeps your eyes wide open, allowing you to feel the pressure from the shadow.
There's no escaping, because nightmares only materialise in pure silence, when your thoughts are fleeing in hurried bursts from your mind. When the only sound is the jagged edge of your breath catching in the ragged air. When your hands are clenched in tight little grips on the sheets, and you feel an inconsolable sense of grief.
All that you have lost, and the pain you have gone through, slowly collected in that one shadow, all weighing down on you. All the memories. All the recollections. They're all waiting in the dark to come back and haunt you.
Remembering a memory is akin to taking a blurred photograph and putting it in your pocket. You will always remember what happened in that instant, but not too clearly; yet clearly enough to know the general details. And try as you might, you will never be able to change the memory. Because it has already been printed, and it has become a fact of life.
Not certain how this relates to Cool Hand Luke, but I have to say that this Great Brown Heron did have a bit of shaking going on while resting in the shallow waters along Horsepen Bayou. Yes, it is a juvenile Great Blue Heron that hasn’t transitioned to the adult blue colors and my Great Brown reference is just another lame attempt at humor. My daughter will tell you that you don’t have to laugh at my jokes. I did like the feather detail.
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Relating to or denoting art that does not attempt to represent external reality, but rather seeks to achieve its effect using shapes, colors, and textures.
Elysian (E•ly•sian): relating to, or characteristics of heaven or paradise. | Model: @ktmkvi
So I'm finally posting personal work. Took this awhile ago with my friend. I really really wanted to get out and go explore. We decided to go check out these waterfalls by my house & do a shoot. It was super cold. So cold that nobody was even at this park. We climbed down to the base and walked right over the ice. Large portions of the water was frozen so it made it easy getting over by the waterfall. After a while we both started getting cold and packed up.
Eidetic: relating to or denoting mental images having unusual vividness and detail, as if actually visible. Gainesville Florida 9/8/24
Practically, most humans ears merely relate far less than 20% of truth through listening and our highly regard window of souls, the dependent eyes only sees 60% of absolute truth. Fundamentally, our weakest, disturbant mind render and analyse close to 20% of unrational facts in many circumstances incorrectly.
Sadly, we human being prefer to act 100% according to our unbalance, misery brain chemical signal, our separated left and right brain cell sent out very contradicting wave signal and therefore our final independent heart is determine to react accordingly in final stage. even 90% of great scientist miss out emphasize our critical functionality of heart incorrectly with mistake
In reality with all such complex human senses aid, we can only be less than 90% certain correct at most times as the other negative balance remain 10% was distributed and affect by our much prejudice, emotional core ownership - human solitude heart that stay much farther away from eyes ears and the brain. As a matter of fact, heart, eyes, mind and ears solely function individually and selfishly according to days and night different basically cause by the atmospheric transition of changing light phantom . Is still a mystical to scientist but much connected with your previous Karmathic field records why we are here. To argue, fight and destroy for own justice with the five distratrous senses we own from pass mistake.
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I don't know how that title relates to the picture but it's what came to mind.
And, as always, view large!!!
Also, what is your opinion of getty images? I got a message about it a long time ago inviting me to join but I feel like I don't know enough about it to participate. If anyone could give me more insight about it or, if they are/did use it, what they thought about it. If I do add some of my photos to the sight, I'm afraid of where they will end up..
Facciamo un sondaggio:
-Quanti di voi sanno di essere vivi?
Cazzate! Siete soldatini di plastica in una fangosa guerra in miniatura!
Avanti...quanti di voi pensano di essere vivi,quanti di voi sanno di essere veramente vivi?
Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them- Thoreau- Thank you Susan for relating it to me.
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Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
© Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, 1927
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The Little Charmer… (not about me…)
Oh! What a person can get, with the right charm!
And all those tales, she'll tell, regardless of harm...
Convinced to help out, by her little sweet song -
You won't be aware, of the fun ride, you're on...
The heart and the purse strings will soon be untied,
To meet her own needs - you'll not know, that she's lied....
You! Unwittingly taken, to be a soft touch,
While She! cannot believe such a run of good luck,
Congratulating herself, that it's all under wraps -
Not thinking, two stories conflicting, at some stage, perhaps,
Might collide with each other, when they shall reveal
How dishonest, she is, to give you a raw deal...
If end results turn awry, I think, she would not relate,
Be conscious enough, to differentiate -
When inflow outweighs the exit amount,
Leads to, sooner than later, a surplus account...
To get something for free, someone else always pays,
Universal Laws never cease to amaze...
Regarding her ongoing greed, her delight to connive...
It may not ever happen, but she could realise:
All those things, she does have, and did so crookedly earn,
Karma's decided, This Little Charmer, just did not deserve!
© Pearl, 25th April, 2013.
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The 1890 Empress Flour Mill on Queen Street is category C industrial heritage building, which means that its removal is a permitted activity. There are two plaques on the front of the building, one relating to the 118 year old structure and the other to the 1921 grain silos. With a height of 35 metres the category B listed heritage silos are the town's most prominent landmark. They're still in use and will not be demolished.
Relating to a blog I posted today about how I'm fine taking my clothes off in abandoned buildings yet totally afraid to pose clothed in public view, I went outside to take a photo. Granted, it was just on the corner of my street, but someone even walked by while I was setting up the camera and nothing bad happened! Baby steps. That's what it's all about.
The mural is part of the Calgary Municipal Land Corporation’s Art in the Public Realm Program and connects the Victoria Park area to East Village. When Hoogveld was coming up with the design for the mural, she drew inspiration from the idea of connection and how it relates to Calgary’s connecting rivers and the area being a place where people came together.
It took Hoogveld around seven weeks and 70 gallons of paint to finish the Corridor of Connection mural, which spans 950-feet and runs along both sides of the underpass. The mural is broken up into dozens of triangles that Hoogveld filled with colourful images of flowing water, lips, rainbow checkers, nature, animals and more. We talked with Hoogveld to find out more about some of the hard numbers and stories behind specific pieces of the mural.
The other major change relating to the Central Connect withdrawals is that the 93 is more-or-less replaced by the LC9. It’s similar but not identical and funded by Leicestershire County Council between Nottingham and Bottesford (despite the vast majority of the route falling within Nottinghamshire).
Since the drivers and vehicles for this route are based out of Grantham, some journeys extend to there, to allow travel on what would otherwise be dead mileage for changeovers. However the Grantham to Bottesford section has even more going on which I’ll delve into at a later time.
Journeys on the LC9 are covered by two individual duties which interwork onto different routes, so it starts off with vehicle ‘A’, then swaps to vehicle ‘B’, and then later on back to ‘A’ again. The route regulars are these YY64 E200s, plus a pair of 75 plate E200 MMCs that originated at Chaserider. The 64 plates are 6cyl and have some poke to them.
Here YY64 GWF turns down Friar Lane, Nottingham, on 2.2.26
Auguste Renoir.
Nigella damascena (love-in-a-mist, ragged lady or devil in the bush) is an annual garden flowering plant, belonging to the buttercup family Ranunculaceae. It is native to southern Europe (but adventive in more northern countries of Europe), north Africa and southwest Asia, where it is found on neglected, damp patches of land.
The specific epithet damascena relates to Damascus in Syria. The plant's common name comes from the flower being nestled in a ring of multifid, lacy bracts. It is also sometimes called devil-in-the-bush.
It grows to 20–50 cm (8–20 in) tall, with pinnately divided, thread-like, alternate leaves. The flowers, blooming in early summer, are most commonly different shades of blue, but can be white, pink, or pale purple, with 5 to 25 sepals. The actual petals are located at the base of the stamens and are minute and clawed. The sepals are the only colored part of the perianth. The four to five carpels of the compound pistil have each an erect style.
The fruit is a large and inflated capsule, growing from a compound ovary, and is composed of several united follicles, each containing numerous seeds. This is rather exceptional for a member of the buttercup family. The capsule becomes brown in late summer.
Nigella from "Los Angeles County Arboretum and Botanic Gardens" Arcadia. California.
Not a good photo of the planets and stars, but I think it is a very good example of the demons that all too often thwart the desires of amateur astronomers, who should relate well to this scene.
A particular situation that relates to Poverty;
Gregory White - is a homeless man in Louisiana who was arrested for stealing food from a grocery store. The retail
value of the food was $39. He was assessed $339 in fines and fees and was jailed. His charges were later changed
to community service because he could not pay the fines. But when he could not pay the bus fare to complete his community service, he went back to jail. He spent a total of 198 days behind bars, and his incarceration cost the City of New Orleans $3,500.
(American Civil Liberties Union, “IN FOR A PENNY: The Rise of America’s New Debtor’s Prisons.”)
Can anybodyout there relate to this adult burrowing owl (dad)? I feel that I can ... seems to me that it's just looking for a little bit of shade from the heat and a bit of solitude from its routine busy day duties.
See, this dad had numerous burrowing owlets to provide for and a mate that also requires a bit of attention. The owlets can be quite demanding at times ... not to mention noisy. Where better can there be than to fly off to a nearby tree that the young can't quite navigate yet. LOL
It's an absolutely gorgeous day here on the western slope of Colorado, though I honestly wish it would be a bit cooler. Hopefully it won't be that long, though the cold weather from a few weeks ago got me anxious for more.
Happy Weekend everyone. Hope that you're out there enjoying it.
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I met this giraffe doing a feeding type of this and boy was he only there for the food and that’s it which is obviously pretty relatable I think
Like other vultures it is a scavenger, feeding mostly on the remains of dead animals. It usually disdains the actual meat, however, and lives on a diet that is typically 85–90% bone marrow. This is the only living bird species that specializes in feeding on marrow. The bearded vulture can swallow whole or bite through brittle bones up to the size of a lamb's femur and its powerful digestive system quickly dissolves even large pieces. The bearded vulture has learned to crack bones too large to be swallowed by carrying them in flight to a height of 50–150 m (160–490 ft) above the ground and then dropping them onto rocks below, which smashes them into smaller pieces and exposes the nutritious marrow.They can fly with bones up to 10 cm (3.9 in) in diameter and weighing over 4 kg (8.8 lb), or nearly equal to their own weight.[8] After dropping the large bones, the bearded vulture spirals or glides down to inspect them and may repeat the act if the bone is not sufficiently cracked. This learned skill requires extensive practice by immature birds and takes up to seven years to master. Its old name of ossifrage ("bone breaker") relates to this habit. More seldom, these birds have been observed to try to break bones (usually of a medium size) by hammering them with their bill directly into rocks while perched. During the breeding season they feed mainly on carrion. They prefer limbs of sheep and other small mammals and they carry the food to the nest unlike other vultures which feed their young by regurgitation.
Live prey is sometimes attacked by the bearded vulture, with perhaps greater regularity than any other vulture. Among these, tortoises seem to be especially favored depending on their local abundance. Tortoises preyed on may be nearly as heavy as the preying vulture. When killing tortoise, bearded vultures also fly to some height and drop them to crack open the bulky reptiles' hard shells. Golden eagles have been observed to kill tortoises in the same way. Other live animals, up to nearly their own size, have been observed to be predaciously seized and dropped in flight. Among these are rock hyraxes, hares, marmots and, in one case, a 62 cm (24 in) long monitor lizard. Larger animals have been known to be attacked by bearded vultures, including ibex, Capra goats, Chamois and Steenbok. These animals have been killed by being surprised by the large birds and battered with wings until they fall off precipitous rocky edges to their deaths; although in some cases these may be accidental killings when both the vulture and the mammal surprise each other. Many large animals killed by bearded vultures are unsteady young, or have appeared sickly or obviously injured. Humans have been anecdotally reported to have been killed in the same way. However, this is unconfirmed and, if it does happen, most biologists who have studied the birds generally agreed it would be accidental on the part of the vulture. Occasionally smaller ground-dwelling birds, such as partridges and pigeons, have been reported eaten, possibly either as fresh carrion (which is usually ignored by these birds) or killed with beating wings by the vulture. While foraging for bones or live prey while in flight, bearded vultures fly fairly low over the rocky ground, staying around 2 to 4 m (6.6 to 13.1 ft) high. Occasionally, breeding pairs may forage and hunt together. In the Ethiopian Highlands, bearded vultures have adapted to living largely off human refuse.
Breeding
The bearded vulture occupies an enormous territory year-around. It may forage over two square kilometers each day. The breeding period is variable, being December through September in Eurasia, November to June in the Indian subcontinent, October to May in Ethiopia, throughout the year in eastern Africa and May to January in southern Africa. Although generally solitary, the bond between a breeding pair is often considerably close. In a few cases, polyandry has been recorded in the species. The territorial and breeding display between bearded vultures is often spectacular, involving the showing of talons, tumbling and spiralling while in solo flight. The large birds also regularly lock feet with each other and fall some distance through the sky with each other. The nest is a massive pile of sticks, that goes from around 1 m (3.3 ft) across and 69 cm (27 in) deep when first constructed up to 2.5 m (8.2 ft) across and 1 m (3.3 ft) deep, with a covering of various animal matter from food, after repeated uses. The female usually lays a clutch of 1 to 2 eggs, though 3 have been recorded on rare occasions. which are incubated for 53 to 60 days. After hatching the young spend 100 to 130 days in the nest before fledging. The young may be dependent on the parents for up to 2 years, forcing the parents to nest in alternate years on a regular basis. Typically, the bearded vulture nests in caves and on ledges and rock outcrops or caves on steep rock walls, so are very difficult for nest-predating mammals to access. Wild bearded vultures have a mean lifespan of 21.4 years, but have been observed to live for up to at least 45 years in captivity.
The title can relate to the car or this man's low riding pants. Decide for yourself. I have no idea what these two are talking about. For all we know, he may have a lesion on his stomach or maybe he painted a smiley face on his chest, or maybe he's just proud of his abs. In any event, it was an unusual moment in an interesting setting. The old 1958 Chevy Bel Air completes the scene. And yes, the horizon is off purposely. Havana, Cuba, March 2019
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I can relate, LOL! This made me laugh, as did the yellow squash in the previous post. I mean, usually you see them in a more passive pose at the grocery store. This was at the roadside market on Hwy 60 in east Brandon, FL. Hugs and thanks for viewing! I hope this makes you smile as it did me! =o)
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In a split second after I took this photo she walked away, and I couldn't help but wonder what her thoughts were as she had lingered at the artwork for quite a while before I took this photo. The white clothing she wore, plain and simple, made me think she could relate to the minimalistic and simple artwork she seemed to be admiring.
I can relate to this surfer's race to beat the setting sun. The big kid in me is always on the lookout for one last adventure before the end of the day. With this kind of daydream/sunset who can resist not getting one last ride before the days end?
Pacific Ocean Sunset
Southern California, USA
Mike D
Behind the Camera:
I'm off today and have loads of chores to do around the house. It's cold and rainy outside. All I care to do is sit around and surf the web or go out on a photo walk. Yes its the winter of my discontent.
This entry relates to the north-eastern most part of Arnhem Land, Northern Territory, that receives the first light as the sun rises in the east. This is the landscape during April and the start of the harvst season following the wet, when the earth receives sudden showers during what is meant to be the dry. This artwork was painted on a huge piece of bark and tells the story about a group of spirit women who appear as stars in the night sky.
I do relate so well to this quote....art is my solace no matter the end result....the only time my brain isn't running at high speed... the only time I'm quiet...it's my meditation.
Thank you to borealnz for the texture.