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This gentleman was playing the role of a well-to-do merchant during a recent U.S. Civil War-era reenactment in Port Sanilac, Michigan.
HBM (Happy Beard Monday)! :-)
Flickr friends, I'm back after a brief break and will be catching up with your latest images soon.
Re-posted 21st May 2011
A lovely mute swan family at Chew Valley Lake in Somerset.
Aren't they cute! :-)
Hope all my friends are having a great weekend!
Love Carl xx
I see these 3 white beauties so often on my commute to the next town (Castlebar) going to work, shopping etc. So I finally decided to stop the car and walk back with my camera. I feel as though they somehow keep the spirit of this derelict old bungalow alive.
The 1912 Greenwich foot tunnel is 504 meters (1,654 ft) long crossing under the crosses beneath the River Thames. I thought it would make for a good photo subject - once I waited for all the people to clear.....
The Quiraing is a landslip on the Isle of Skye, Scotland. The whole of the Trotternish Ridge escarpment was formed by a great series of landslips; the Quiraing is the only part of the slip still moving
The imposing appearance against the stormy background suggests that this is the weather god. I know that among the Germanic tribes his name was Thor. But here in Italy, with the Romans? I read in Wikipedia that the Romans believed in the Syrian weather god Iupiter Dolichenus. After they took the city of Doliche, their supreme deity, Jupiter, inherited the office of weather god. As if he didn't have enough on his plate already! In Christianity, Peter holds something like the office of weather god. When I took a picture of Peter?
The new sledge rezzer awesome shelter from Never Totally Dead.
Coming out on November 16, 2020 at Cosmopolitan.
You can see it here at Solus:
The Kelpies are 30-metre-high horse-head sculptures depicting kelpies, located between Falkirk and Grangemouth, standing next to a new extension to the Forth and Clyde Canal, and near River Carron, in The Helix, a new parkland project built to connect 16 communities in the Falkirk Council Area, Scotland.
The grey heron (Ardea cinerea) is a long-legged predatory wading bird of the heron family, Ardeidae, native throughout temperate Europe and Asia and also parts of Africa. It is resident in much of its range, but some populations from the more northern parts migrate southwards in autumn. A bird of wetland areas, it can be seen around lakes, rivers, ponds, marshes and on the sea coast. It feeds mostly on aquatic creatures which it catches after standing stationary beside or in the water or stalking its prey through the shallows.
The Dark Angel
They flow down her cheeks like a river, and roll off the end of her chin. She gently brushes the tears away with the back of her hand. She looks out into the graveyard that is her home, that is her life. Her head and shoulders bow as if she can no longer hold up the weight of her world any longer.
In the darkness between the trees, sitting on a broken crypt is The Dark Angel. Her once silent tears, have turned to shuddering sobs. The heartbreaking sound fills the darkened mists of the graveyard, and even the creatures of the night are silent, as The Dark Angel cries...
...she cries until there are no more tears left to shed. As the southern breeze brushes her hair, she rises from the crypt and slowly walks through the dead trees, a tiny jar grasped tightly in her small hands. She walks deep into the cemetery, past broken and forgotten headstones, to a lonely mausoleum. She takes the tiny jar, that holds the last piece of her broken heart, and hides it deep inside the small crypt. She slowly peers into the darkness of the night, and satisfied her heart is finally safe, flies away...
CLH - 2008
Sorry for another shot that most visitors to a Florence seem to take, but again it's such a beautiful sight.
The rowers at Kissing Point.
Putney - western Sydney.
The view looking south-west across the Parramatta River.
Across the river (on the left) is Rocky Point and 'Rivendell' - the Thomas Walker Convalescent Hospital, opened in 1893.
In the far distance is the suburb of Rhodes with, amongst other things, a giant Ikea store, lol.
My Canon EOS 5D Mk IV with the Canon EF 16-35mm f/2.8L lens.
Processed in Adobe Lightroom and PhotoPad Pro by NCH software.
A Legacy 'Food' filter from the Flickr Photo Editor.
The Loggerhead shrike is a medium-sized songbird endemic to North America. It is nicknamed the butcherbird after its carnivorous tendencies, as it consumes prey such as amphibians, small birds, and even small mammals, and some prey ends up displayed and stored at a site, for example in a tree. Due to its small size and weak talons, this predatory bird relies on impaling its prey upon thorns or barbed wire for easier consumption.
Loggerhead shrikes are found across southern Canada, much of the USA, and Mexico. Northern populations are migratory while birds from the southern part of their range are sedentary. Loggerhead shrikes require an open habitat with an area to forage, elevated perches, and nesting sites. They are often found in open pastures or grasslands and prefer red-cedar and hawthorn trees for nesting. The hawthorn's thorns and the cedar's pin-like needles protect and conceal these birds from predators. They may also nest in fence-rows or hedge-rows near open pastures and require elevated perches as lookout points for hunting.
Loggerhead shrikes are carnivores (insectivores). They feed on insects, but also consume arachnids, reptiles, amphibians, rodents, bats and small birds. Due to their small size in proportion to the size of their prey, shrikes must rely on specialized adaptations to facilitate their hunting. The powerful, hooked beak allows them to sever the neck of a small vertebrate. Larger prey are subjected to impaling, in which they are pushed down into a sharp projection, such as a thorn or barbed wire. Shrikes can then tear off flesh by using the projection as an anchor. They may also use the thorn to fasten and store their food to return to at a later time.
I found this killer along Joe Overstreet Road in Osceola County, Florida.
It takes a lot of imagination, in photography, everything is so ordinary; it takes a lot of looking before you learn to see the extraordinary.
OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA
the macromonday theme for today, 6/29, is to match one of 4 colors to one of 4 objects. so the main match is is blue & paper and the secondary matches are: blue & pen and blue & flower, all with blue bokeh. (you knew this had to be mine, right?) .... time to dither a bit :)
macromondays blue paper possibility
"macro mondays" "pick two"
The Thames sand banks bask in sullen sun,
but all too briefly the slow cold waters return.
To take back their lost realm daily given.
The Drop is a steel sculpture resembling a raindrop designed by the group of German artists known as Inges Idee, located at Bon Voyage Plaza in the Coal Harbour neighbourhood of downtown Vancouver. The 20 m tall piece is covered with Styrofoam and blue polyurethane. According to Inges Idee, the sculpture is "an homage to the power of nature" and represents "the relationship and outlook towards the water that surrounds us".[1] The Drop was commissioned as part of the 2009 Vancouver Convention Centre Art Project and is owned by BC Pavco.[2]
The various moist and wet parts of the Biesbosch are host to many unusual plants and animals, such as diverse species of water, reed and meadow birds. Kingfishers and bluethroats are important nesting birds. You can also come across great and little egrets nearly everywhere. The abundant plant growth provides for a rich population of insects, with unusual beetles, dragonflies, crickets, moths and butterflies. The beaver is the figurehead of the Biesbosch. About 300 beavers live in over 100 lodges in the area. Beavers are herbivores and their preferred diet consists of tree bast, twigs and willows. The signs of their gnawing are visible throughout the area. The Biesbosch is also home to deer and foxes. Thanks to the increase in small mammals, the numerous geese, and the excellent fish stocks, more birds of prey, such as the osprey and white-tailed eagle have arrived in this area and also breed here.
Origin of the Biesbosch
The ‘Saint Elizabeth Flood’ occurred in 1421. This disastrous flood led to the disappearance of 17 villages. An inland sea stretching from northwest of Dordrecht to southeast of Geertruidenberg was created.
Immediately after the disaster, land fell dry again. The flow of water carried sand and clay, which sank to the bottom. The inland sea became shallower and shallower. Eventually, patches of land emerged from the water at ebb tide and rushes started growing on them. These plants flourish with their roots in the water. People planted extra rushes so they could harvest them. The Biesbosch derives its name from this plant; it means “a forest of rushes”. More land appeared; the roots were less frequently in water, and the rushes were unable to flourish so well. Reeds were able to withstand this condition better and supplanted the rushes, giving rise to vast reed beds. Subsequently, willows started to grow and people used the branches to make furniture and other products. Willows grow better when they get less water, so the people built dikes to prevent the willows being inundated at flood tide. A piece of land with planted willows is called a griend.
The Old Varodd Bridge is the older of the two bridges, which opened in 1956. It is a 618 metres (2,028 ft) long suspension bridge, with a main span of 337 metres (1,106 ft).
The two towers reaches 70 metres (230 ft) above sea level.
Before the completion of the second bridge, this was the only bridge crossing Topdalsfjorden, making it a two-lane bridge carrying traffic in both directions. Now, the Old Varodd Bridge only carries eastbound traffic.
This bridge is scheduled for replacement in 2020. The replacement bridge is going to be built in between the two current bridges and construction will begin in early 2017.
the house looked exactly as he remembered it and yet it did not. The afternoon grew cooler but his feet remained rooted in the old field where years before he had played with his brother. The old oak doorway beckoned from it's sanctuary of silent sorrow.
The second tallest building in the world has reached its top and they are now completing cladding and interior works.
The Nineteen Arches Bridge is the longest handmade stone bridge in Ireland and is considered a famous landmark. It crosses the Avoca river in Arklow, Co. Wicklow.
Created for Magnificent Manipulated Masterpieces
135th MMM "Shouldn't Be There" Challenge
And for EXPLORE Worthy - REMIX THIS PIX 27 (2020 Art)
(Winner - 3rd pl)
Also for Explore Worthy, Night-time in the City (2020 Art)
Entered in ~ Max Fudge Treatment! ~ The Award Tree 200 challenge ~
Time Square At Night building (mirrored) with thanks, from Doug Zwick.
Butterflies, Unicorn, SciFi Doorway, Fog, purchased from Renderosity.
Texture (mirrored) - Northern Nights, mine.
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The photograph is from Pensthorpe Natural Park. I love the Millennium garden there. The garden was designed by Piet Oudolf. The Pensthorpe website describes the garden as a lush tapestry of colour and texture. It is a wild, romantic meadow-style landscape with over 150 species of perennials, shrubs, grasses and climbers. Here’s a photograph of a bit of it.
In terms of photography, I am getting on better with my old friend, the Canon 350D. I have learnt to trust it more and to rely on its settings, rather than my eyesight.
Richard McRine Follow
4 years ago
The Boatman
Float on down
The mist in the night
Covers my shape as I walk
I take my time
My usual path
There's the same old drunk
Face down in the grass
He sleeps so easy
Until the dew takes him home
There's a boatman's light
Out on the lake
Tempting my mind
With thoughts of escape
What worries me now
I can't say a word
There's nothing to say you ain't already heard
Slowly he moves through the water
Down the stream and then home