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Every holiday season~every year~it is the same thing~~~panic!!! People act like it is a total surprise the holidays are here and they haven't made appointments to get their dogs groomed...Makes for a very stressful and exhausting few days for me. One more day and then I'm off to Austin for the week end...then the run up to Christmas, ugh!!!
Project 366-1 328/365 24november2009
Plastic forks against black background with polarizing filter to show the stress in the plastic as color fringe.
Lough Ash, Donemana, Strabane, County Tyrone, Northern Ireland, UK
Whilst awaiting for an overly bright sunset to dim and soften down a little, I walked around the lake facing away from the bright sun and captured this tranquil and calm lake scene instead, Now I just hope my gamble has worked lol
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I’ve just come back from shopping at Tesco’s, and I don’t know about you but I found it stressful! Shopping I ask you, stressful, good grief what is the world coming to. I’m at an age now where I’m at a higher risk of this virus being a one to miss, still the percentages of getting through it are very good but I’m taking no risks. A year ago I took this photo on my way down from Hart Crag, the mountain behind the rowan tree, obscured by clag. I had approached the mountain from Deepdale, deciding when I was in the hanging valley below Greenhow End, not to go up the step, a scramble up the crag to the summit plateau, a climb I had good experience of. I had weighed up the risk, it looked like bad weather on top with enough snow on the rocks to give it an edge, my balance is not what it was and I was solo. So I decided on an easier route, to head for the col between Dove Crag and Hart Crag and on to the summit, although I still felt the need to put my crampons on nearing the top. On the top it was a whiteout and I careful noted my route to the summit cairn. I was to follow it again on the way down as I intended to descend by Hartsop above How. The point of this story is that I knew what I was doing from many years in the mountains, understood my diminishing abilities in this terrain and managed my survival accordingly. However this virus is something different, I have no experience of this type of situation, don’t understand what we are dealing with, and relying on the advice of a government/leader (which I’m following to the letter) who I usually passionately disagree with. So outside of my enforced cocoon going shopping was very stressful. But there is always a bright side, during that hour I focused on the task in hand and anxiety for my far away children took a temporary backseat, I was in the same zone a year ago on that mountain.
I must, I have to, I can't. Sometimes you are stuck in the bubble of stress. Photo for this weeks theme stress in Fotosöndag.
╱╲╱╳╲╱╲ BEAULIEU-SUR-DORDOGNE ╱╲╱╳╲╱
LE CHÂTEAU D'ESTRESSES.
✠ Il se trouve sur la commune d'ASTAILLAC EN CORRÈZE CONSTRUIT SUR LES BORDS DE LA DORDOGNE au cours du XVI ème siècle et du XVII ème siècle.
✠ IL EST INSCRIT AUX MONUMENTS HISTORIQUES DEPUIS 1971 (façade et toiture).
╱ ╱╱╳╲╱╲ ╱╲╱╳╲╱╲ ╱╲╱╳╲╱╲ ╱╲╱╳╲╲
Some very stressed looking trees in Freshwater.
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Nikon Z6, FTZ, Nikkor 18-35mm f/3.5-4.5
Exposure X7, Color Efex Pro 5, Silver Efex Pro 3
Weird to think that predators get stressed but a few crows can grief just about any animal alive. General rule of thumb, when the crows are freaking out...go check it out.
Boogie man
A short outing at Hospital Permai last Sunday. It's our 1st and maybe our last before they move to the new ward in a few months time.
Zeiss Ikon Ikoflex Novar Anastigmat 75/3.5 + Kodak Ektar 100.
Negative scanned at 1200dpi.
There were, in his mind, many other shapes—of people and places, of philosophies and poems. All these had their own identities and were each autonomous. But in his poetry Dante determined to relate them all to the Beatrician figure, and he brought that figure as near as he could to the final image, so far as he could express it, of Almighty God.
-THE FIGURE OF BEATRICE, A Study in Dante by CHARLES WILLIAMS
It's that time of year again, when the Cardinals start showing up with bald heads - like this unsightly male.
I've heard different theories as to the cause:
It could be normal molting.
It could be mites, as they can groom all their body, except for the head.
It could be due to the stress of parenthood, raising their young.
It could be heat related stress.
Or, a combination of any or all of the above.
Regardless, it's only temporary, and the birds don't seem to notice or care what they look like, as long as the feeders are full.
4-20-10
"They will see us waving from such great heights. 'Come down now,' they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away. 'Come down now.' But we'll stay." -Iron And Wine/The Postal Service, whichever you prefer.
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I'm stressed out. Pray for me...
Church is tomorrow, so I hope that cheers me up. :)
(these everyday breaking-points bear minor symphonies)
An installation that is basically a life-size scene made out of layered cardboard.
As part of the scene made up of various components and happenings, there is a crying bird on a wire located right above a crack in the pavement. Under the cardboard pavement, hid away from eye’s sight there is soil with grass and flower seeds planted in it and in reality the bird’s tears are generated by a dripping water source, subtly watering the seeds and making plants naturally grow from in between the “stress marks” of the weary and busted pavement.
thanks so much to flickr.com/photos/itayniv/ for the photos.
Poor Hendrix has become scared of thunder after 7 years. He's terrified of it =(
We had terrible thunder the day Sara, Garth and the girls arrived and the morning they left. Garth helped Hendrix through this difficult time =) Thank you Garth!
Maya is peeking out at us thru the kitty door....lol....
(these everyday breaking-points bear minor symphonies)
An installation that is basically a life-size scene made out of layered cardboard.
As part of the scene made up of various components and happenings, there is a crying bird on a wire located right above a crack in the pavement. Under the cardboard pavement, hid away from eye’s sight there is soil with grass and flower seeds planted in it and in reality the bird’s tears are generated by a dripping water source, subtly watering the seeds and making plants naturally grow from in between the “stress marks” of the weary and busted pavement.
thanks so much to flickr.com/photos/itayniv/ for the photos.
Như một thói quen mỗi khi bị stress tôi sẽ tìm những thức này để giải khuây...
Thay vì hét lên ầm ĩ để rồi đập phá mọi thứ xung quanh mình...
Cái thói quen đó nay bị " ai đó " cấm tiệt...:)
Hôm nay vì lí do gì tôi phải giận dữ đến cực điểm...
Không được bộc lộ ra bên ngoài...
Nhất là không lớn tiếng để không làm tổn thương người đối diện...
Lúc nào cũng phải dịu dàng trầm ấm...
Trong khi lòng tôi đang bị lửa nóng thêu rụi...:)
Có ai biết thường ngày nhất làngày hôm nay tôi đã dành hết thời gian cho họ...
Vậy họ có nghĩ đến tôi không ?
Không màng đến cảm xúc của tôi...
Cứ xả những lời nói đó...
Để rồi kết quả như vầy nè...
Nếu như ngày trước nóng giận...
Tôi có thể xả hết vô những nấm đấm vào tường...
Hoặc trút nó bằng cách hút một điếu thuốc hoặc một lon bia...
Với tình thế này hôm nay thì tôi phải làm gì ?
Ai nói cho tôi biết đi ,
Hôm nay , tôi đã sai cái gì ?
Nhìn lại cuộc đời mình
Sao mà nực cười quá...
Lúc nào cảm xúc cũng theo người khác :-j...
Chợt lặng !
Đời vốn dĩ là một vỡ kịch nhưng là hài hay bi...:)...