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If you enlarge this photograph you can see that a dead tree still provides a comfortable habitat for various birds and other animal specials. Here a number of Cockatoos are perched in its branches.
Yesterday I finished by showing you one end of the Little Blue Lake. This is the other end. This long narrow and deep lake is the result of water flooding the old tin mining digs which ceased operation in the 1980s. Since then much work has been done with re-forestation. The colour of the water (as I explained in the previous photograph) is a result of the minerals leaching from the granite gravels and the white kaolin clay. They are highly toxic, so no swimming here.
Sure sign that this years Harvest is nearly over.Taken through a moving Bus Window near Driffield in East Yorkshire.
Ω οἱ ποιμένες οἱ διασκορπίζοντες καὶ ἀπολλύοντες τὰ πρόβατα τῆς νομῆς μου.
Ιερεμίας 23-1
Νομή λέγεται και το χωριό στο οποίο διαμένω και όπου έγινε η λήψη.
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Στα βοσκοτόπια του Δήμου Φαρκαδόνας In the Farkadona's pastures
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at Marie's place, from the back door, Peak Crossing country.
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You don't see a stile like this one too often. Not these days. But this enterprising farmer has used an age old technique for getting over his fence without the need for a gate. The reddish stile is very attractive as well against this landscape full of colour in the bright morning sun.
Sunset time The sunflower field he Lopburi Popular winter attractions Because sunflowers will bloom.
Pont Y Bermo/Barmouth Bridge, or Barmouth Viaduct is a Grade II* listed single-track wooden railway viaduct across the estuary of the Afon Mawddach near Barmouth, Wales. It is 820 metres long and carries the Cambrian Line. It is the longest timber viaduct in Wales and one of the oldest in regular use in Britain.
Barmouth is a seaside town and community in the county of Gwynedd, northwestern Wales, lying on the estuary of the Afon Mawddach and Cardigan Bay. Located in the historic county of Merionethshire, the Welsh form of the name is derived from aber and the river's name, "Mawddach".
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Ω οἱ ποιμένες οἱ διασκορπίζοντες καὶ ἀπολλύοντες τὰ πρόβατα τῆς νομῆς μου.
Ιερεμίας 23-1
Νομή λέγεται και το χωριό στο οποίο διαμένω και όπου έγινε η λήψη.
Κατά Ιωάννη κεφ. 10 (ι΄) στίχοι 1-42
>Ἐγώ εἰμι ὁ ποιμὴν ὁ καλός.
1 Ἀμὴν ἀμὴν λέγω ὑμῖν, ὁ μὴ εἰσερχόμενος διὰ τῆς θύρας εἰς τὴν αὐλὴν τῶν προβάτων, ἀλλὰ ἀναβαίνων ἀλλαχόθεν, ἐκεῖνος κλέπτης ἐστὶ καὶ λῃστής·
2 ὁ δὲ εἰσερχόμενος διὰ τῆς θύρας ποιμήν ἐστι τῶν προβάτων.
3 Τούτῳ ὁ θυρωρὸς ἀνοίγει, καὶ τὰ πρόβατα τῆς φωνῆς αὐτοῦ ἀκούει, καὶ τὰ ἴδια πρόβατα καλεῖ κατ' ὄνομα καὶ ἐξάγει αὐτά.
4 Καὶ ὅταν τὰ ἴδια πρόβατα ἐκβάλῃ, ἔμπροσθεν αὐτῶν πορεύεται, καὶ τὰ πρόβατα αὐτῷ ἀκολουθεῖ, ὅτι οἴδασι τὴν φωνὴν αὐτοῦ·
5 ἀλλοτρίῳ δὲ οὐ μὴ ἀκολουθήσωσιν, ἀλλὰ φεύξονται ἀπ' αὐτοῦ, ὅτι οὐκ οἴδασι τῶν ἀλλοτρίων τὴν φωνήν.
6 Ταύτην τὴν παροιμίαν εἶπεν αὐτοῖς ὁ Ἰησοῦς· ἐκεῖνοι δὲ οὐκ ἔγνωσαν τίνα ἦν ἃ ἐλάλει αὐτοῖς.
7 Εἶπεν οὖν πάλιν αὐτοῖς ὁ Ἰησοῦς· ἀμὴν ἀμὴν λέγω ὑμῖν ὅτι ἐγώ εἰμι ἡ θύρα τῶν προβάτων.
8 Πάντες ὅσοι ἦλθον πρὸ ἐμοῦ, κλέπται εἰσὶ καὶ λῃσταί· ἀλλ' οὐκ ἤκουσαν αὐτῶν τὰ πρόβατα.
9 Ἐγώ εἰμι ἡ θύρα· δι' ἐμοῦ ἐάν τις εἰσέλθῃ, σωθήσεται, καὶ εἰσελεύσεται καὶ ἐξελεύσεται, καὶ νομὴν εὑρήσει.
10 Ὁ κλέπτης οὐκ ἔρχεται εἰ μὴ ἵνα κλέψῃ καὶ θύσῃ καὶ ἀπολέσῃ· ἐγὼ ἦλθον ἵνα ζωὴν ἔχωσι καὶ περισσὸν ἔχωσιν.
11 Ἐγώ εἰμι ὁ ποιμὴν ὁ καλός. ὁ ποιμὴν ὁ καλὸς τὴν ψυχὴν αὐτοῦ τίθησιν ὑπὲρ τῶν προβάτων·
12 Ὁ μισθωτὸς δὲ καὶ οὐκ ὢν ποιμήν, οὗ οὐκ εἰσὶ τὰ πρόβατα ἴδια, θεωρεῖ τὸν λύκον ἐρχόμενον καὶ ἀφίησι τὰ πρόβατα καὶ φεύγει· καὶ ὁ λύκος ἁρπάζει αὐτὰ καὶ σκορπίζει τὰ πρόβατα.
13 Ὁ δἑ μισθωτὸς φεύγει, ὅτι μισθωτός ἐστι καὶ οὐ μέλει αὐτῷ περὶ τῶν προβάτων.
14 Ἐγώ εἰμι ὁ ποιμὴν ὁ καλός, καὶ γινώσκω τὰ ἐμὰ καὶ γινώσκομαι ὑπὸ τῶν ἐμῶν,
15 καθὼς γινώσκει με ὁ πατὴρ κἀγὼ γινώσκω τὸν πατέρα, καὶ τὴν ψυχήν μου τίθημι ὑπὲρ τῶν προβάτων.
16 Καὶ ἄλλα πρόβατα ἔχω, ἃ οὐκ ἔστιν ἐκ τῆς αὐλῆς ταύτης· κἀκεῖνά με δεῖ ἀγαγεῖν, καὶ τῆς φωνῆς μου ἀκούσουσι, καὶ γενήσεται μία ποίμνη, εἷς ποιμήν.
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Day tripping yesterday with friends to explore some of our old favourite abandoned houses. Nice to see them still standing.
Lucky enough to catch these cloud reflections on Caban Coch reservoir this morning, Elan valley, Powys, Wales, UK
Loch a' Chàirn Bhàin and Quinag, Kylesku, Sutherland, Highland, Scotland, UK
Loch a' Chàirn Bhàin, or Loch Cairnbawn, is a sea inlet off Eddrachillis Bay on the west coast of the Scottish Highlands north of Ullapool. It was the site of the World War Two midget submarine training base, Port HHZ.
Quinag is an 808 m high mountain range in Sutherland in the Scottish Highlands, with an undulating series of peaks along its Y-shaped crest. The name Quinag is an anglicisation of the Gaelic name Cuinneag, a milk pail, reflecting its distinctive shape.
Ellenabeich is the largest village on the island of Seil. And Seil, connected to the mainland by "The Bridge Over the Atlantic" is the most easily accessible of the Slate Islands, a dozen miles or so south of Oban.
Ellenabeich is mostly made up of long lines of white-harled workers cottages that on a sunny day make it gloriously attractive. However, the real story of Ellenabeich revolves around part of the village that is at first far from obvious. On the shoreward side of the village, immediately behind one of the rows of cottages, is what at first looks like an atoll, a large very roughly circular line of rock apparently enclosing an arm of the sea.
This can look like a harbour from a distance. Actually, it is all that remains of the slate quarry that led to Ellenabeich's growth. This was started by the Campbells of Breadalbane in 1745, and by 1842 new steam powered pumps meant that quarrying could take place to a depth of 250ft below sea level, in a vast pit separated from the sea by just a narrow wall of rock.
At the height of the industry in the 1870s the combined output of the quarry at Ellenabeich and those on Easdale Island filled ten steamers each week that called at the specially built pier in the channel between Seil and Easdale (of which, today, only a collection of posts remain). It was justly claimed that, together with the nearby islands of Luing and Belnahua, these were "the islands that roofed the world".
A storm in 1881 breached the wall around Ellenabeich's quarry and it was inundated by the sea. Fortunately no one was in it at the time. As the slate here was nearing exhaustion in any case, this spelled the end of slate quarrying in Elleneabeich and the several hundred jobs it provided. The same storm badly damaged some of Easdale Island's quarries, but these were pumped out and reopened, to survive in production for another thirty years.
Today's Ellenabeich has a timeless quality. The quarry is much as it was left in 1881, while the village itself seems little changed in over a century. Today, though, it is more a place for people to escape the bustle of Oban or places further afield, and where you come to catch the small ferry to Easdale Island.
Text source: www.undiscoveredscotland.co.uk/seil/ellenabeich/index.html
Cycling is a popular pastime in Tasmania. Tasmania has also produced a number of world class road cyclists, most recently Tour de France rider Richie Porte.
Sunflowers line the shoreline of a marsh at Quivira National Wildlife Refuge in Stafford Country, Ks.
Anyone driving the highway between Launceston and Hobart is well aware of this scene. It stands out like a little bit of Tuscany. Those pencil pines always remind me of that romantic region in Italy. Unfortunately, you won't find Tuscan wines here, but you do have plenty of sheep.
The winding road of Glen Docherty leading down towards Loch Maree, Wester Ross in the Northwest Highlands of Scotland.
It is the fourth-largest freshwater loch in Scotland; it is the largest north of Loch Ness.
A lone tree stands like a memory etched in the sky, its bare branches spreading into the stillness. The land sleeps beneath a faded winter light, and in the distance, a solitary figure walks—small against the quiet vastness. The horizon is a blur of forgotten time, where earth and sky no longer argue about where one ends.
I don't know why, but I like shooting those three trees. To me they look like three brothers standing there in the middle of the hill. I've processed this image with idea of painting. Do you remember those old paintings of Shishkin - well I've always wanted to capture and image that could come close to that look. I hope I've succeeded!
Clogwyn y garreg with Yr Wyddfa (Snowdon) beyond under cloud, Eryri/Snowdonia, Gwynedd, Wales, UK
Snowdon (Yr Wyddfa in Welsh) is the highest mountain in Wales and England. It's one of the most famous and regonizable landmarks. Standing tall over the village of Llanberis, Snowdon is part of a close-knit family of jagged peaks and can offer views of Eryri (Snowdonia), Anglesey, Pembrokeshire and Ireland.
Taken through a moving bus window earlier this year. It is the small village of Burstwick in the Holderness area of East Yorkshire.
The 13th century church of St.Peter located in Dyrham Park. The church is framed by the branches in the foregound and the old stonework of the building contrasts nicely against the green of the mature trees and the landscaped lawns and other vegetation.
The heavy rain had subsided and patches of sunlight broke through the otherwise grey day. No one was complaining. After a long period of drought in these parts, you learn to take the rain when it comes. The whole region is now an emerald green, and a little more rust is added to that shearing shed roof.
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slowly decaying barn in North Branch, Michigan
2019 This barn has finally collapsed under the load of age and neglect
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Bonar Bridge marks the point where the Dornoch Firth becomes the Kyle of Sutherland, the tidal causeway of the Kyle stretches across nearly half of mainland Scotland.
The bales of hay in the foreground point to a bumper season. It has been unusually dry this summer in northeastern Tasmania. Unfortunately that's why there is a smoke haze over the mountains. A bushfire further north at Lebrina/Pipers Brook (right near the wineries, which caused some concern for the quality of this year's vintage), meant that the whole Fingal Valley was covered in a smoke haze. Tragically, a helicopter pilot who was fighting the fires, lost his life when his aircraft crashed on a mission.
In this drive-by shot, taken from the window of our car, we can see the prominence of Stacks Bluff at the very southern end of the Ben Lomond plateau.