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This isn't my typical sort of shot, but I'm taking a nature photography class every Saturday this month and this was one of the shots I walked away with this past weekend.
PHOTO BY BILL EVANS
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"There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness."
the nicotine is absorbed causing her to be overcome with the momentary pleasure such that she has to close her eyes to take it all in while the smoke drifts from her nose and mouth, she will have to return to her cigarette master in a moment to try and recapture this feeling as it disappates like smoke in the wind.
The flowers look beautiful, and I love flowers, so there's a beautiful joyous smile on my face. It's all so simple. Some people seek happiness at the other side of the world or in complicated ways, yet often happiness is just easy and very close to you. Like my dress; happiness can't get closer than that. Or right in front of you, like these lovely flowers.
A newspaper, a deckchair, and a beach - what more could you ask for? (actually, a couple more degrees of warmth would have been nice, it was very cold, lol)
Série: Rosas
Nº 43
“Quero a delicia de poder sentir as coisas mais simples”
Manuel Bandeira
Você deve estar se perguntando porque série rosas, será que ela pensa que é linda igual a elas! Nada disso! Quero transmitir alguma mensagem de amizade, carinho e amor a quem olhar minhas foto e esclarecer que adoro rosas e nem todas são do meu jardim, foi no decorrer do tempo fui fotografando, porque rosas sempre marcou minha vida tanto na alegria e dor, e cada uma tem marcas na minha vida. Tenho a saúde fragil e fiquei um tempo doente sem condições de fazer fotos, por causa da visão, graças Adeus agora esta tudo bem. Escolhi esta rosa porque é simples e eu fotografei no Hotel Fazenda Barreiros local que fui passar uns dias por ordem médica e presente do aniversário do ano passado, para se recuperar de várias cirurgia nos olhos. Quando cheguei neste local tudo era lindo e comecei uma nova vida, admirando a beleza do lugar, simples, rústico que me senti em casa e com ajuda da Jenniffer saímos fotografando tudo que vinha pela frente. Lembrei de muitos aqui do Flickr para fazer lindas fotos, porque o lugar é encantador e inesquecível e tudo que imaginar de comidas gostosas, bichos, pássaros e o que tem bonito na natureza. Rose
Bom Dia!
Plain and simple, a Calla Lily was a refreshing sight as I wondered the grounds of the Belmond Machu Picchu Sanctuary Lodge (formerly the Orient-Express Sanctuary Lodge).
Here is image #2 for my month of posts during the month of july.
While in New Mexico in april, we made a stop at White Sands NP, It was everything I thought it would be. I really wanted a shot of the white sand againt a dark sky, As it turns out, I got a bunch. The only problem I found with shooting in NM in April beside the DAMN wind, was the lack of clouds, We had a few days with some nice clouds, but most of the time it was the normal boring blue stuff. So I decided for this image I would paint the sky black and add in a single cloud.
Have a great weekend All, I am off to Vermont for the weekend. I have a Reception at a gallery to attend, Then after that, I will stay there and hopefully capture some pretty nice images....... SEE YA!!!
Gladiator memorial for Patroklos
Description: A white marble altar-stele, with simple moulding above on three sides, and below on face (H. 0.88 x W. 0.36 x D. 0.34). Relief on the face (damaged) of a gladiator advancing to his left. He has body armour, boots, and a helmet with a crest, and holds a long shield in front of him; his sword arm is lost.
Text: Inscribed on the face, above a relief
Letters: standard forms, c. 0.025
Date: Second to third centuries A.D. (lettering, content)
Findspot: Walls, North: to the north of the north wall of the Stadium (1892) with 12.15, 12.16
Original Location: Unknown
Last recorded location: Museum
History of discovery: Copied by Reichel (R.I.10) with 12.15, 12.16 and by Kubitschek (K.IV, endpaper); recorded by the NYU expedition.
Bibliography: mentioned by Kubitschek and Reichel, no.2, whence Robert, Gladiateurs, no. 159; published from Reichel's notes by Robert, Hell. V, 93-5. Published by Roueché, PPA 26.
Text constituted from: Publications; notebook; transcription (Reynolds, Roueché) This edition Roueché (2007).
Edition Diplomatic Epidoc (XML) [Conventions] [Font help] 1 Πάτροκλος 1ΠΑΤΡΟΚΛΟΣ
Πάτροκλος
Translation:
Patroclus.
Commentary:
For an Achilles, see Robert, Gladiateurs, 300, Sabbatini, Roma 108. For another Homeric name, see 12.16
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Tiens j'ai un peu de temps devant moi du coup je vais en profiter pour blablater un peu.
J'ai pas mal d'opportunités niveau photo qui se présentent ou qui vont se présenter mais bon sang que j'ai la flemme... Il est incroyable ce gosse j'vous jure. Vous savez que j'ai refusé de faire un mariage payé très grassement avec le droit de faire la fête et vous savez ce que j'ai répondu ? "Tu demanderais à Picasso de venir repeindre ton salon ?", le mec à dû se dire "putain il est con ou quoi ?! C'est une offre en or".
J'ai encore fait mieux pour vous dire le personnage. L'année dernière on me payait le voyage à Sienne (juste ma ville préférée) tout frais payé etc pour prendre les photos d'un mariage, le truc in-refusable. Monsieur a dit non car il avait la flemme de bouger. Le pire c'est que qq temps avant j'avais demandé à la vie (ma spécialité ahah) de me faire retourner là bas car j'avais aucune occasion ou opportunité... Je pense qu'ils se sont arrachés les cheveux sur ce coup-là.
-- Quelque part dans l'au-delà --
- Purée mais c'est pas possible !!! Quel ingrat !! On se casse le cul, excusez mon langage, pour lui faire plaisir et monsieur ça lui va pas, y'a toujours un truc qui coince avec lui ! J'en ai marre, je jette l'éponge !
- Allons... Allons... Vous n'exagèreriez pas un peu ? Qu'y a-t-il ?
- J'en peux plus de lui ! Il est aussi flemmard qu'arrogant !! On se décarcasse à chaque fois pour lui et c'est jamais suffisant ! On lui offrirait l'univers qu'il nous réclamerait l'existence !
- Calmez-vous je vous prie. C'est un gentil garçon !
- Un gentil garçon ?! Allez demander ça aux filles qui ont le malheur de croiser son chemin !
- Il est un petit peu maladroit... Il est taquin.
- Mais vous vous foutez de ma gueule ?! Je voulais m'occuper d'une fille moi en plus à la base, c'est propre et c'est calme... Il pète au lit !! vous savez il pète au lit je vous jure !!! Le soir je viens lui chuchoter des idées il me pète à la gueule ce con !
- N'en devenez pas vulgaire je vous prie. Tous les humains font ça vous savez... Soyez patient avec lui.
- Non mais vous écouteriez ses pensées, mais quel melon bordel !!! Ce type ne respecte rien !! RIEN !!! *fait les cent-pas en rond l'air agacé*
- Vous êtes là pour l'aider et non pour le juger mon frère.
- Mon frère... mon frère... et ta soeur ?! Il m'a rendu mauvais ce bougre vous voyez ! Je vais finir par être rétrogradé avec ses conneries !
- Il est amusant quand même, c'est même vous qui nous l'avez dit une fois, non ?
- Non. ça c'était avant ! *croise les bras*
- Et sa blague de la dernière fois ?
- Non, mais...
- "Le lutin qui pue qui pète !" Il l'imitait vraiment bien d'après vos dire !
- Non mais cet abruti il a une tête de farfadet forcément il part avec l'avantage du terrain... *se retient de rire* Avec sa tronche c'est comme s'il jouait à domicile.
- Vous voyez il a des bons cotés aussi...
- On lui donne tout sur un plateau d'argent et le bonhomme nous snobe et se plaint tout le temps ! Il a réussi l'exploit de se plaindre de pas aimer être heureux ! Non mais faut le faire j'avais jamais entendu ça ! "Gnn gnn gnn, ma soupe est trop froide, ma soupe est trop chaude, ma soupe est trop bonne." Petit con ! Il en a pas assez chié dans sa vie celui-là tu vas voir !
- N'exagérez pas. Vous saviez qu'il serait spécial... C'est pour ça que vous l'avez accepté d'ailleurs.
- Non mais...*se rapproche* Vous l'avez vu jouer au golf ? C'est un danger public ! Je suis même pas sûr qu'il sache vraiment ce qu'il doit faire. Le mec se croit sur un champ de bataille ! *fait de grands gestes dans le vide* Il gueule en plus à chaque coup ! ! J'en ai marre de me payer la honte à cause de lui ! Les autres font que se moquer de moi !
- Il n'est pas doué, ce n'est pas de sa faute. Il apprend à son rythme.
- Que dalle, le mec pense devenir un des meilleurs joueurs et il veut aucun conseil car il pense pouvoir apprendre mieux tout seul ! Il a déchiré plusieurs gants et s'est blessé de nombreuses fois tellement il frappe comme un gogole ! Et attendez, quand il arrive enfin à en taper une comme il faut, faut le voir toiser du regard les autres fièrement ! Non mais mec je t'explique, ça fait 20 min que tu mets des coups de pioche dans le sol, statistiquement c'est logique que t'en ai une qui parte à un moment ! *donne des coups de pied d'agacement dans le vide*
- Vous en feriez pas une affaire personnelle ?!
- Je me suis fais chier ces dernière années à lui présenter des filles en OR !!! EN OR MASSIF !!! Il avait juste à dire oui et à la fermer ! Vous savez ce qu'il a fait bordel ?!
- *se met à rire*
- Et ça vous fait rire ?! *prend un air grave*
- Désolé désolé, je repensais à sa blague du lutin qui pue qui... Bref, allez-y, videz votre sac !
- Il s'est comporté comme le dernier des connards ! Avec lui c'est comme donner de la confiture aux cochons !
- Il ne sait pas vraiment ce qu'il veut... C'est un artiste vous savez, ils sont tous un peu fantasques.
- Ses amis le comparent à Loki ! Le Dieu de la ruse !
- Il est farceur voilà tout.
- C'est un manipulateur ! Un calculateur égocentrique et individualiste ! Il se moque absolument de tout ! Il est dangereux, il me fait flipper ce con !
- Ne voyez pas le verre à moitié vide. Vous devez bien lui trouver des bons cotés quand même, non ? Citez-moi en au moins une.
*réfléchis un instant*
- Eh bien, j'en aurais bien une à citer oui... *se gratte le menton l'air pensif*
- Allez-y, je vous écoute.
- Il écrit de très belles histoires.
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This is for the Our Daily Challenge Group
Theme: "Golden rules", rule of thirds (explanation: photoinf.com/Golden_Mean/Eugene_Ilchenko/GoldenSection.html)
Inspired by all the Easter-egg-photos I have seen last week I decided to photograph this setting.
I just love the simplicity of these eggs.
49/365 (810)
ODC, Simple Pleasures
Another lovely day for a stroll along the beach at low tide, which for me is one of those Simple Pleasures.
Simple corniform signs: Mont Bégo
Further to the north of Mont Bégo in the Valcomonica petroglyph megasite, can be seen dated corniform signs from the neolithic e.g. the 'roche de la Baita'. As with Mont Bégo, corniform signs can also be seen here linked with yokes - forming an early representation of a 'living tractor' - the kind that will have also been employed for ploughing and during the movement of erratic monoliths, trees and megaliths. Whilst most of the glyphs around the Mont Bégo site are certainly Bronze age, it must be very difficult to say categorically that certain of the more simple examples are not neolithic, with the rule of thumb being that heavily simplified schematic glyphs are neolithic with representational details arriving for the chalcolithic and Bronze age. Thus the above simple signs need to be seen in contrast with more detailed corniform signs (see below). They may be of the later date, they may not. They may have exactly the same 'meaning' as more complicated corniforms - they may not.
The importance of the corniform sign to Mont Bégo cannot be underestimated, and there is a statistic that if you factor out unformed marks and scratches and only count 'symbols' and 'representations', then corniforms make up close to 80% of all petroglyphs. Seeing the wide variety of expression within the category of corniform, and it can be said that the ideas associated with the corniform symbol were taken by a diverse population to a zone above the agricultural line and onto bleak but mesmerising geological spaces. Mont Bégo, with it's Vallée des Merveilles and Vallée de Fontanalba was a focus for corniform 'cow signs' and understanding the dynamic range of these signs seems to be a task. For the record, there are plentiful examples of small pecks and scratches, and even when these are included, the statistic for corniforms runs to 46% of the 30,000 or so petroglyphs.
Top left: two corniform signs. See how there is no hint of a 'real' structure: these are not direct descriptions of a subject be it a cow-form hut, a stretching skin, a cow's scull, a cow, a tool (with the horns tipped inwards the would not make a pitch fork) or cow/human spirit - the lines seem to have starting to drift towards raw symbols.
Top right : The corniform has an appearance of a jubilant humanoid. Under are two 'rouelles' or spoked 'suns'. One has six 'rays' and the other five. Others similar signs can be seen with eight spokes. These are vivid but neither systematic or common to the Mont Bégo site, so however simple and eye catching they may appear, they do not seem to be representative of the site's 'zeitgeist'. The variety of the number of branches suggests to me an informal sign and not a rigorous symbol of, for example, a sun deity. Further to the north in the Valcamonica rock art site, there are seemingly indubitable sun-like petroglyph symbols with the 'rays attached to a central circle dated to the neolithic. These seem to be more conclusively suns, and the above radiants may simply be expressive and jubilant decorations associated with decorated cows and festivals. If they are aligned to a sun God then the position on the rock is small and to the side, so subordinate. With the 'corniform' on the verge of 'dancing', a description of 'festival' and joy on the corner of a vast petrogliphic surface may be a coherent explanation. As with the image top left, excluding a neolithic date for these signs would seem to me to be difficult even though they are surrounded by multiple petroglyphs that are know to be bronze age.
Lower left : It is very easy to see that two methods were used to produce this image. 'Pecking' and then 'scratching' with no great innovations from the great paleolithic rock art site of the Coa valley. The rock surface is very hard, and today pecking might involve a hole punch and a hammer - no great change, just a need for a sharp wrist action and eye concentration. The scratching is not always present (some may also be from historical visitors) and involves a repeated action to break the peaks between the pecks and in so doing creating a unified image. This mix of technique may have repeated on a larger scale during the late prehistoric periods for regional earthworks. Studies of some large earthworks show that ditches were first made as a series of pits and then broken through to create the large ditch enclosures we can see today. There are many surfaces where the best way to dig a pit is by driving down many deep holes using a weighted pole with a chiseled end. Adding water can speed up the process by creating shatter pressures and colloids that squirt out on their own. Messy but fast. Once a series of vertical perforations has been made, these can be broken through by levering a large pole, with the rubble of the pit removed. Two pits next to each other in the envisaged line of, let's say, a henge ditch, with the dividing wall battered down and antler picks used to clean up the ruts and imperfections. Today, predictive calculations for the time taken to make prehistoric earthworks are often made using only the final antler picks - as if you cook for one hundred using only a serving spoon - which can lead to dramatic statistics and truly vast numbers of hours required. This can make prehistory look like a repetitive and gruelling adventure in space-time or, force it to approach some of slave based monuments of early civilisation.
Lower right : A purely abstract sign again with humanoid overtones - a certain joy. The curling of the horns suggests an animal like a mouflon or a goat rather than a cow. Around Mont Bégo there are rare glyphs that I did not manage to photograph that are understood to be of goats. As with Soay sheep, the mouflon is an archaic variety - an early variety of sheep that has returned to the wild. They are easy to see today and unlike Isards, they retain a slight domestication and can wait to have their picture taken while still looking very wild. A very small corniform is also present top left of this image.
In conclusion, within the category of corniform there may be two qualitatively different glyphs with the above examples within the 'simple signs' group.
AJM 12.2.19
Vladimir Putin stood in the middle of the eastern Ukrainian town of Luhansk and addressed the residents. “I am not Vladimir Putin,” he began. “These vicious and false rumors are put forth by the west, by the propagandists in Europe and America. I am nothing but a simple farmer, and have toiled my entire life in the fields of Eastern Ukraine.”
“These rumors of Russian invasion are lies,” he continued. “There are no Russian troops in Ukraine, and there never have been. We can defend ourselves from the illegal and tyrannical Ukrainian government that attacks our local people. I came here to stand with my fellow Ukrainians, offering my rough farming hands in defense of our land.” At this Putin held up his soft pink hands, recently manicured and powdered.
“With me I bring my wife, Katyuska,” Putin said, gesturing to a masked special forces soldier standing behind him. “And together we bring our 67,000 children and cousins,” he continued, waving to the sea of armed Russian troops flooding the town. “Aggression towards free people cannot be tolerated. I am here with you in solidarity to protect our freedom. I bring nothing but my family and some farming equipment that I thought could help.”
The tanks rolled in all day and all night.
One of the early batch of class 59s 59202 makes light work of the 1135 Merehead Quarry to Wooten Basset seen here at Fairwater Junction taking the line through Westbury.
Doing exactly what it was built to do it is making light work of its load of stone.
It's hard to believe that these have been in service over 20 years.
It was a sunny day but bitterly cold. My good friend Richie B was down from Cumbria so we jumped in the car and headed up to Westbury for some freight action.
751. "Simple Pleasures" - Sometimes the simple pleasures are what our dogs most enjoy. What is your dog's simple pleasure?
I'd like to say that Spanky enjoys when I pet him, but most of the time he doesn't. He loves his morning neck rubs, but other than that, the fresh little thing moves away when I try to pet him.
So, while HE may not always appreciate them, belly rubs are MY simple pleasures.
Please bear with me my dear friends if I can't visit each and everyone of your streams to comment. Please give me some time to adjust. I'm not yet fully back at Flickr... just trying my best. :(
Thank you for all your support. Love You ALL!!!
Pattaya City, TH
We traveled from Seattle to Utah for our vacation this year. It was amazing at every turn!
Location: Utah
Established: November 12, 1971
Size: 76,359 acres
This park contains more than 2,000 natural arches—the greatest concentration in the country. But numbers have no significance beside the grandeur of the landscape—the arches, the giant balanced rocks, spires, pinnacles, and slickrock domes against the enormous sky.
Perched high above the Colorado River, the park is part of southern Utah's extended canyon country, carved and shaped by eons of weathering and erosion. Some 300 million years ago, inland seas covered the large basin that formed this region. The seas refilled and evaporated—29 times in all—leaving behind salt beds thousands of feet thick. Later, sand and boulders carried down by streams from the uplands eventually buried the salt beds beneath thick layers of stone. Because the salt layer is less dense than the overlying blanket of rock, it rises up through it, forming it into domes and ridges, with valleys in between.
Most of the formations at Arches are made of soft red sandstone deposited 150 million years ago. Much later, groundwater began to dissolve the underlying salt deposits. The sandstone domes collapsed and weathered into a maze of vertical rock slabs called "fins." Sections of these slender walls eventually wore through, creating the spectacular rock sculptures that visitors to Arches see today.
The land has a timeless, indestructible look that is misleading. More than 700,000 visitors each year threaten the fragile high desert ecosystem. One concern is a dark scale called biological soil crust composed of cyanobacteria, algae, fungi, and lichens that grow in sandy areas in the park. Footprints tracked across this living community may remain visible for years. In fact, the aridity helps preserve traces of past activity for centuries. Visitors are asked to walk only on designated trails or stay on slickrock or wash bottoms.