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Colocasia (Bengali Kochu)
Botanical Name:Colocasia antiquorum
Kingdom: Planta
Division: Magnoliophy
Class: Liliopsida
Order: Alismatales
Family: Araceae
Common Names: Polynesian Names: Kalo, Poi, Callaloo, Cocoyam, Dasheen, Eddo, Eddoe, Eddy Root, Tara, Tarro, Tarrow, Dalo, Kochu(in Bengali), English Names:Taro,Swamp Taro ,Elephant’s Ear
Habitat:India, Pakisthan, Bangladesh,Srilanka, Burma Philipines. Hawaii, Taro was probably first native to the lowland wetlands of Malaysia (taloes). Estimates are that taro was in cultivation in wet tropical India before 5000 B.C., presumably coming from Malaysia, and from India further transported westward to ancient Egypt, where it was described by Greek and Roman historians as an important crop.
Description:Colocasia is a genus of six to eight species of flowering plants .They are herbaceous perennial plants with a large rhizome on or just below the ground surface. The leaves are large to very large, 20-150 cm long, with a sagittate shape. The elephant’s-ear plant gets its name from the leaves, which are shaped like a large ear or shield.
The topic today is 10 or more....
I found some colorful candies to photograph, not good to eat. They are called sour soothers, not my kind of candy.
Our Daily Challenge - Ten or More - November 27, 2010
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The soothing nature of water on Cascade Creek on a hike to Terraced Falls on Fall River.
Ashton - Flagg Ranch Road, Wyoming.
A look towards Kennedy Road form Pacific Place where man made building coexist with the beautiful nature. The green building in the middle is Hong Kong Electric. One of the two main electricity generation companies in Hong Kong.
Photographs from my short trip to Iceland, exploring the world's northernmost capital city of Reykjavik, from the colourful houses and the vibrant old harbour, to the lively Tjornin lake and landmark Hallgrimskirkja church. Venturing beyond the city, we embarked on the Golden Circle tour, stopping at the historic Thingvellir National Park, the geysirs and hot springs at Haukadalu geothermal fields, and one of Iceland's iconic waterfalls, Gullfoss. We finished our trip with a last chance hunt for the Northern Lights during another cloudy night, followed by a relaxing morning in the warm soothing waters of the Blue Lagoon.
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When I was a young man I smoked. I loved it. I loved everything about striking a match and lighting my cigarette, or pipe, or cigar. I loved the aroma of the burning tobacco. I loved the flavor of the smoke as it rushed across my tongue on its way into my lungs. I had asthma since I was a kid, and the tobacco smoke acted as a narcotic on my inflamed lungs and helped to numb their pain. That’s what my doctor told me after I had stopped smoking in my twenties. After I stopped smoking my lungs hurt and the doctor told me that the tobacco smoke had literally acted as a narcotic to soothe my aching lungs, but that in time the pain would lessen or go away entirely. Mostly, it did.
But anyway, before I stopped smoking, I would wake up in the middle of the night and crave a cigarette. I would get out of bed, turn my radio on low volume, light up a smoke, and enjoy it while I sat in the dark and listened to music.
One Christmas morning in the early a.m. (it couldn’t have been much past midnight) I awoke craving a cigarette. I turned on my radio, which was tuned to my favorite station, and I heard the most glorious music I had ever heard emitting from the speaker. It was as if I had died in my sleep and awoken in Heaven to the glorious music and singing of the angels.
I chain-smoked while I listened to the entire two-hour plus presentation, which I learned was the complete broadcast of Handel’s Messiah. I had never heard it before and was even unaware of the famed Hallelujah chorus. The music captured me; it enthralled my soul like nothing had ever done before. I had to hear it again.
I found Messiah in a boxed set of two cassette tapes in my favorite local store, and I played those tapes repeatedly until they began to wear out, and I made copies of them and played the copies until those wore out. Eventually CDs came out and I purchased the performance on those. It became an important tradition to me to make sure that I played Messiah several times each and every holiday season.
As I write this I’m an old man, and Handel’s Messiah is playing in digital form on my desktop computer (thanks to Amazon Music) and emitting from small but sophisticated speakers on my desk. As I listen I’m transported back to my small dark room, the sound of the small transistor radio tuned to the frequency of my favorite FM radio station, and the glow of the cigarette providing occasional illumination in the darkness. It’s a full circle moment, and one that fills me both with a mild nostalgia and a gratefulness for the life I’ve led (and sometimes, had to survive).
In my youth listening to Messiah filled me with a certain reverence and hope. In my old age it mostly wraps bandages on the wounds my soul has suffered along the way. So in some respects it has been a sort of panacea for most of my lifetime. A crutch to lean on emotionally. A reminder that beauty can be found amongst the ugliness so prevalent in the world. A small light in the darkness. A friend whose comfort has been consistent when so many other areas of my life have faltered or failed entirely.
The key to the ability to endure life with some level of happiness is to find out exactly what it is that keeps us going, makes us happy, and enables us to achieve an upbeat mood, and then to hold onto that with a grip of iron, and forbid anything or anyone to wrest it away from us. It must have enduring and eternal qualities (or at least be able to survive our journey on Earth with us). It should be something that’s immune to the winds of change and the fads of fashion and fleeting popularity. Something that we can clutch onto in times of sorrow and celebrate with in times of joy and gladness. Something that never lets us down.
To discover exactly what that thing is we may have to make a return to our past; or…we may have to avoid it altogether.
Maybe we’ve neglected to have made such an anchor for our souls along the way, and now we find ourselves adrift. It’s okay. It’s not too late. It’s never too late to cast about for the thing that will stabilize and satisfy our souls.
We may have to do a little serious soul-searching in order to discern true north, to find the direction that will lead us to our warm blanket of comfort that will shield us from this chilly world. But that comfort is there, if we will seek it with diligence.
I hope that you will either discover this needed balm for your soul—your very own Messiah—or recognize and appreciate the thing that has been a joy and comfort to you for all of these years, and that in this somewhat strange and difficult holiday season that you will allow it to continue to bring you hope.
God bless, Merry Christmas, and well wishes for a happy and bountiful New Year.
“A daily dose of daydreaming heals the heart, soothes the soul, and strengthens the imagination.” – Richelle E. Goodrich
Pepper over Pepto Bismol.
Notes:
- D3 w/ 50/1.8
- SB-900 on camera, down -9°
- Natural lighting behind
- Foam board base
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Today I went to one of the local greenhouses and found some beautiful flowers in bloom. Like these gorgeous Cyclamen!! They were placed around a water fountain and I wanted to captured both the Cyclamen and the water. Then I played around with the new Topaz plugin Star Effects. It even picked up the waterdrops on the flowers and leaves. Wish I had sound to go with this!!!
Photo of Turtle Lake captured via Minolta MD Tele Rokkor-X 200mm F/4 Lens. Spokane Indian Reservation. Selkirk Mountains Range. Okanogan-Colville Xeric Valleys and Foothills section within the Northern Rockies Region. Inland Northwest. Stevens County, Washington. On the last day of August 2020.
Exposure Time: 1/160 sec. * ISO Speed: ISO-100 * Aperture: F/5.6 * Bracketing: None * Color Temperature: 5000 K * Mood: Super 8 Daylight Sharp * Elevation: 2,484 feet above sea-level
More wildflowers today. These are called Glory of the Snow. They get their name from their early arrival even pushing through the snow like crocuses. Our snow happened to already be gone when they bloomed this year though. This is another favorite of mine with their deep blue color.
I hope everyone enjoys this image! :^)
The scientific genus of this species is: Chionodoxa.
" Gently resting on lac Brome
Where the heart is
And light is at your side "
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HAEVN - Where The Heart Is (live @ Roodshow Late Night)
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While taking my anxiety for a walk the other day I spotted this soothing balm for my panicdemic pummeled soul on a neighborhood park sign kiosk. I hope the park board leaves it alone.
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This year I have promised myself that I will work towards my weaknesses in photography, one of them being portrait compositions.
This is my first attempt since this promise, and I am looking forward to getting out of the comfort zone and practicing more and more!
The word for this week was light, I really wanted to shoot the sun, but the weather, the week, and the unplanned stuff didn't let me. Still, this one works. LIGHT for the challenge, as when your face feels warm getting so much light that you can barely open your eyes.
I'm enjoying this challenge so much. Thank you all, challenge group!!!
Shots from our Labor day Weekend visit to Michigan covering Sleeping Bear Dunes, Point Betsie Lighthouse, Silver Lake Dunes, and Little Sable Point Light.
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ReEdited: Aug 2022
I dunno, something about this shot just calms and refreshes me....it has been as hot as Hades around here the last couple of days and nights and I don't sleep well when it is like that, so I thought I would post it...because today, I have a million things to do....
This will be my last post for a week....tomorrow we are off to Barcelona for a few days. Never been there before, so am looking forward to exploring the city and coming back with way to many pics to work with....lol
See you all next weekend!!