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we may have felt alone in sharing our loving inspirations...but a countless people thereis who truly care for peace throughout Humanity...
even a tiniest beauty thereis will always spark even in a unnoticeable site... that could be in you.
...by NIIM
tai tam tung hiking
It has 154 thousand acres and is crossed by the Carretera Austral along 40 kilometers.
The name of this park in the chonos language, means "sound of waterfalls" and is known for its beautiful landscapes and exuberant nature, with an evergreen forest and an forest of ferns, orchids, vines and large nalca leaves that are found along the Carretera Austral.
It is also a habitat for native fauna such as the black woodpecker, kingfisher, different types of ducks, pudúes, cougar, red fox, black-necked swans, and other species.
It has many attractions like Salto Padre Garcia, Salto del Condor, the Risopatrón Lake and Los Pumas Lagoon, besides the impressive Queulat hanging snowdrift, a glacier that hangs from the Alto Nevado hill, 2255 meters above sea level.
From this height thereis an impressive waterfall, providing a unique show that can be seen from the Carretera Austral.
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Lagomsl - Funny Gravestone
Set incl:
Lagom - Funny Gravestones Braincell
Lagom - Funny Gravestones DED
Lagom - Funny Gravestones Down (shown)
Lagom - Funny Gravestones Hopes
Lagom - Funny Gravestones Next (shown)
Lagom - Funny Gravestones Rent
Lagom - Funny Gravestones Well F..k (shown)
Also incl thereìs a windlight
Mainstore LM: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Tracks/91/231/1093
even amidst a countless creations thereis in nature...we human beings have the humility... to choose to be in servitude to all creation...to protect life on Earth...in servitude to God...who created us all for this Divine Purpose...
The sunflowers out east are almost past their prime so I hurried to sneak out to this spot last night. This field goes on for close to a mile. I walked to the middle of the field and sat with the cameras for awhile quietly and in awe… Therei s an old saying, “Fishing is not about catching fish”. I think you could apply this to landscape photography as well. I had some lens flare in the pic but I thought it added to the shot, opinions welcome as are shares. Thanks for the view! #colorado #sunflowers #hdr
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I just love these lanes, It is such a shame though that thereis noting to see except for gates and breaks in the hedges
I was a queen, and you took away my crown
...some music (Jynweythek Ylow - Aphex Twin) here, but hurry up, to download it you have only two days from...now!
I was looking through archives of our travels for a screen saver on my new computer. Don't know why. It can't be seen most of the day with programs open, but I wanted it, and that's sufficient. From Monterey to Yosemite to Yellowstone and the Grand Tetons, I looked for something on which I would be able to see shortcut icons. After quite a search, and guaranteed to be only in passing, I found a shot I made of the mountain's glaciers and "Eskimo" with my wife, also only in passing as in photobombing ;-)
We were about another hour and half before we'd reach the base of the (usually) blue-white glaciers at 8,000 feet at the foot of the mountain. All I can tell you is that the air is so clear and clean, there is a "taste" and the compulsion to draw in the largest breath possible. That was the color of the sky. I wanted puffy clouds, but in eight (?) visits to Mt. Rainier, I've never seen even one cloud over the mountain.
There is a point at which you used to be able to catch a glimpse of Mt. Saint Helens, but that's literally gone since May 18,1980. The year before - to the day, is when that Mt. Saint Helens blew its stack, and we haven't seen it since. The road from Rainer was blocked to traffic the three times we were there after 1990.
It is one of my favorite parks. I guess visiting eight times either shows a love of the place or a very bad memory. Each time, we took "new trails." Skyline is one of the best, but leave yourself a full day... Well, in face, every trail "requires" a full day. The one to Mirrow Lake is stunning, but it is a more difficult route traversing moraine where Pikas snub me and a stream that created real problems on our return and led to my first balancing act across a tree to the other side. No, there's no rails to hold onto. Worse, the trail is mismarked and many of the signs are gone. Surprize!
Go to my album of Mt. Rainier as see photos of Mirror Lake. Thereis the story of how a very old lady (well, we thought 87 and tramping through the forest..) helped us find our way back to the car. She was both a character and a special memory of the 2013 visit. (It was also 101° when we were there, unheard of - of course - and another "special memory."
Oh, I said I would explain the "Eskimo" of Mt. Rainier. I can't believe that I'm the only one who sees it (more clearly from a greater distance), but the black area front and center looks like an Eskimo with the hood from his parka...
So, a small break in the wildflowers, then to resume Monday.
This is my newest journal.
The words are 'reverse' embossed. They are stamped onto the cover and the letters are depressed into the cover. The effect is very cool!
for everything thereis has a Divine Purpose...reminding us of who we are...a people who loves...and who cares...
the white dress 11/52
i love to travel ...
have always been inspired by where people come from and cultures ...
i always go the opposite of the tourist i walk up to the local and say show me the way...
i traveled for months on the train in germany ....
i find inspiration all around me but mostly by going somewhere new...
finding a new place of beauty....
whenever we travel anywhere we call it an adventure....
. . yes, but which 1's mine?
Have been at work all day, dear friends, and just got back (2300 hours) for this quick post before bed.
There's always something eerie about empty carparks at night. The silence - but which isn't really quiet, there's always noise even if all there is, is a low hiss or even hum. Then, there's that awful feeling . . . where you know you're alone, but you feel you're not, and you're scared - because we've seen too many movies!
Talking of which . . what are your favorite movie scenes involving carparks?
C'mon . . . . tell all!
Active
Bushtit BUSH (Psaltriparus minimus)
nest
Like a mossy sock with a hole (other side) at top and nest area in the bottom
Brentwood Bay
Central Saanich
BC
DSCN9038
The Yardbirds Locale
i think therei s another active nest down the hill...will have to follow up on that
Deeley Motorcycle Exhibition.,
Vancouver, British Columbia., Canada,
For my video; youtu.be/tSrxolrTs0s,
Engine: 138cc single-cylinder, 4-stroke, air-cooled, 57.15mm x 53.98mm bore and stroke, 6.32:1 compression ratio, 2.5hp @ 3,700rpm
Top speed: 40mph (est.)
Model H Summer 1946- May 1948 Sales: 139,000 (approximate)
* One piece crankcase casting w/side cover access
* Improved bearings
* Improved seals & tappetts
* Elimination of oil pump (splash/spray lubrication)
* Changed exhaut design
* Twist off gas cap
* Tillotson carb replaces B/T unit
THE FIRST MODERN WHIZZER! Look at the improvement in the sales! The big news was that with WW2 over, an enormous pent up demand existed for ANYTHING that
moved (new cars were hard to come by and you had to wait for up to 18 months to get one)... but the Whizzer finally evolved into a quality machine capable of both performance and long life. Most Whizzers encountered are Model H's.
The Model H (introduced in the summer of 1946) changed everything. The most significant development for the company was that bicycle manufacturers began to take notice of these little engines and set out to design bicycles around them.
In late 1947 Cleveland Welding produced a type of Roadmaster specifically for the Whizzer engine (maybe 1,000 were produced; note that all sales figures mentioned are for kits only, perhaps an additional 5% of the H's and
later models were installed in preassembled bikes at best).
Schwinn would become involved with Whizzer in late 1947 through a patent conflict with Cleveland Welding.
Model H kit price: $97.55
Even with the prassembled bikes, the most commonly encountered Whizzers are of the kit variety. Most will be found on various 26" men's (there are no girl's Whizzers) bikes such as Cleveland Welding, JC Higgins, Shelby, BF Goodrich (a Schwinn licensee) and Schwinn itself.
THEREIS NO TYPICAL WHIZZER. What you see when encountering a kit bike is some kid's idea of what a motorized bicycle should be 50 years ago... if it's 'restored' you get the restorer's idea of nostalgia.
I really do need more practice in taking a Selfie, Missed half my face in this one.!!
i hope thereis just the smallest smile across your face. have a great day.
Trent most efficaciously inventing new drumbeats whilst being shittily photographed by me!
Everyone *DIEZ* of evil laughter at the sight of this shot. 8O Ahem.
My epic Trent encounter went something like this:
Rat: "O HAI! Thanks for coming!" (AND THANKS FOR 32492093583 OTHER THINGS I WOULD MENTION HAD I NOT BEEN A SOCIAL 'TARD! WITH LIMITED TIME! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!)
Trent: "Hi." *handshake* (Or whatever he said... Anyway, the moment just happened to be photographically documented by enf2k5!)
Rat: *presents the presence page of year zero's cd booklet*
Trent: *signs*
Rat: "It's for my friend, she couldn't be here because she has a life..." (She probably would have been there if Düsseldorf had been announced before Arvika, where my busy busy friend ended up going and where no meet & greet was held!)
Trent: "A what?"
Rat: "A life."
Trent: "Oh, I thought you said she has an iPhone." (This would of course cut into one's gig budget... *shudder* I'd never let an iPhone do that shit to me!)
Rat: "Heh. Thank you, can I take a picture?"
Any poor fuck to whom the above question was ever posed: *cannot decline*
Camera flash: *blinds*
Rat: "Cool. Kthxbai!" *runs like hell*
Trent (to someone): "Rob made that shirt." (I was wearing Rob Sheridan's "Reading is for faggots!" T-shirt.)
Rat: *splodes and turns back to where trent is telling justin the shirt's history* "I wasn't sure you'd remember them." (UMMMMMM... Could any non-senile person FORGET them?)
Trent: "Yeah, I remember them."
And we all took a group photo where I ended up between Robin and Justin, faaaaaaairly good times. :)
Before the meeting I explicitly ordered myself to:
1. Memorize the handshake.
Result: FAIL! At least I know it happened. XD
2. Look certain people in the eyes. Eye contact is generally not my cuppa, since it feels like standing in front of an approaching train. However, I would be happy to let Trent run me over and maul me against the track until my guts flew in every direction. Wait, wat? Anyway - special eye contact with special people is special.
Result: No idea! 8D *SELFSPANK* So obviously I had to spend 5 WHOLE GIGS creepily staring at him. :) (OK, not the entire time.)
The ultimate reason for this meet & greet was GODAWFUL AMERICAN HEALTH CARE. :(
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Vegan FAQ! :)
The Web Site the Meat Industry Doesn't Want You to See.
Please watch Earthlings.
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Oh. When you search Flickr for Trent's name... you get 38000 hits, but this shot... does rather well. :o :O :D HAHA. Thank you, www.nin.com, for featuring our Flickr thumbnails on your main page - the photo got loads of views while it was there. Thank you, viewers, comment-droppers, fav-ers, aaaaaaaand... THE DUDE IN THE PICTURE! :B
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Someone used it for a photoshop over at the nincom forum! :B
Later on I discovered that ETS had also molested the portraits well. XD
And I spotted it in a friggin X-Files 'shop at Trent Reznor As Everyone! :B
And on The Daily Cuntpunch! :q
It reached 30 Flickr fav-ings on 21-Jul-2011! :)
The true windows of our Life is beyond this image...beyond the computer and the internet that we use now...but the reality of the people around us even while reading this...and extends to our family, our friends, our community, the common people...even up to all the farthest places on Earth...and even expands to the vast reaches of Humanity...for our perception in Life goes beyond the aesthetic sense of an image or a picture, or what can be read...but immersing ourselves in understanding what is real and what is True Life thereis...for the Truth comes from the Heart...for we are people...who are the ones who are truly alive...
Around a headland called Punta Banda and into Puerto Escondido Bay. There, thereis an unusual aquaculture business - an underwater feedlot for the creatures that are called "the kings of the sea": Thunnus thynnus orientalis, or Pacific bluefin tuna.
This is the fish prized above all others by connoisseurs of sushi and sashimi, the one whose belly meat, called toro, commands the highest prices on Japanese restaurant menus (with the exception of the potentially Lobster, and fish are farm raised off the pacific coast in Ensenada
Ask about the "new" revolution in Egypt and activists will say the last one never ended, and won't.
Egyptian revolutionaries and several political groups are calling for a million man protest on July 8th for weeks now. The call is getting more attention and more support especially from young protesters after the events of Tuesday and Wednesday. Unlike May 27 therei are many provocations making people more pissed off , forcing them to head to Tahrir square once again.
english.aljazeera.net/video/middleeast/2011/07/2011781013...
english.aljazeera.net/programmes/artscape/2011/07/2011749...
This is the youngest camera in my collection, barelly 10 years old. It was love at first sight. The camera is all in alluminium and extremely well finished. The pic doesn't do justice but it is very small and handsome. It might be compact, but it is big in specifications. It packs an impressive 28-120 mm zoom into such a diminutive body. The downside is that the lens is terribly slow (5,6/12,5). However, it seems that the lens quality is very high for such a camera. It managed to beat the Minolta TC-1 lens and to top the Carl Zeiss Vario-Tessar of the Kyocera.
Another good thing is the level of manual control.You have all the normal flash modes and B, yes, time for long esposures. You also can choose from multi-AF or single and multi-zone metering or spot metering. Also, there is the panorama option hidden at the bottom of the camera, nice touch with a 28mm lens. The tinny flash zooms with the lens, just like the big pro cobra flashes and thereis a remote control.
The viewfinder has dioptric correction and it is fairly decent.
All in all, an interesting little camera that I had never heard of and the info on the net is virtually zero.
Aberfoyle, Stirlingshire, Scotland.
The "Great" poet William McGonagall wrote ...........
Beautiful Aberfoyle
The mountains and glens of Aberfoyle are beautiful to sight,
Likewise the rivers and lakes are sparkling and bright;
And its woods were frequented by the Lady of the Lake,
And on its Lakes many a sail in her boat she did take.
The scenery there will fill the tourist with joy,
Because 'tis there once lived the bold Rob Roy,
Who spent many happy days with his Helen there,
By chasing the deer in the woods so fair.
The little vale of Aberfoyle and its beautiful river
Is a sight, once seen, forget it you'll never;
And romantic ranges of rock on either side
Form a magnificent background far and wide.
And the numerous lochs there abound with trout
Which can be had for the taking out,
Especially from the Lochs Chon and Ard,
There the angler can make a catch which will his toil reward.
And between the two lochs the Glasgow Water Works are near,
Which convey water of Loch Katrine in copious streams clear
To the inhabitants of the Great Metropolis of the West,
And for such pure water they should think themselves blest.
The oak and birch woods there are beautiful to view,
Also the Ochil hills which are blue in hue,
Likewise the Lake of Menteith can be seen far eastward,
Also Stirling Castle, which long ago the English beseiged very hard.
Then away to Aberfoyle, Rob Roy's country,
And gaze on the magnificent scenery.
A region of rivers and mountains towering majestically
Which is lovely and fascinating to see.
But no words can describe the beautiful scenery.
Aberfoyle must be visited in order to see,
So that the mind may apprehend its beauties around,
Which will charm the hearts of the visitors I'll be bound.
As for the clachan of aberfoyle, little remains but a hotel,
Which for accomodation which will suit the traveller very well.
And the bedding thereis clean and good,
And good cooks there to cook the food.
Then away to the mountains and lakes of bonnie Aberfoyle,
Ye hard-working sons and daughters of daily toil;
And traverse its heathery mountains and viewits lakes so clear,
When the face of Nature's green in the spring of the year.
With Love that our concern goes beyond for ourselves...but goes beyond our family, friends, livelihood, community and nation...but an awareness of everything thereis to help save others...even from the fathest corners of the earth...
This is my 4 year old on a Thomas the train ride... $ 15.00 dollars the price of the tickets, $ 10.00 the price of the t-shirt. This image: Priceless
Leaving York rail station, Volvo B7TL Plaxton President Y709 HRN is taking an 844 Coastliner service to Leeds... thereis now uncertainty as to whether this bus will get painted into Coastliner livery or not, as it might not stay in York.
Meine Einstiegsdroge war damals eine kleine Casio. Diese langt mir jedoch nicht und ich stieg um auf eine Minolta 5000AF. Dort dort fehlte mir der "Luxus" des digitalen und so kam eines Tages eine Canon EOS 450D ins Haus.
Dies ist meine Einstiegsgeschichte in die flickr-Welt in der ich noch immer gefangen bin, allerdings auch nicht raus möchte!
Ich könnte natürlich jederzeit aufhören wenn ich will, ehrlich!
My first drug was a small Casio.
This, however, not reached me and so I switched to a Minolta 5000AF. But thereI missed the "luxury" of digital and so one day a Canon EOS 450D came into the house.
This was my entry in the flickr world I'm still there, but would not go out too!
I could quit at any time when I will, honest!
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This is a real cool summer weighttop. thereis amatching pants that goes with it . I am just loving it.
Will you sleep tonight, or will you think of me?
Will I shake this off, pretend it's all okay -
that there's someone out there, who is just like me...
There is.
-- Boxcar Racer, "There Is".
Seen in explore!
A modern reproduction but still an attractive model/toy. Just as Dinky/Meccano lost the technology / innovation plot, so did Kodak with it's camera / photography film business succumbing to digital. There was foray into photocopiers but the company eventually filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy in 2012 in the US. However in the US it still survives as a technology company producing imaging products for the business to business sector. Thereis a separate UK business
Emma Avenessyan helping around the home doing the laundry, cooking lunch, washing dishes.
She lives with her children and mother-in-law Irinia in the village of Hermon. Emma is married to Araik who has gone to work in Russia.
Irina: "My son Araik, who is 26, left for Moscow one month ago. Itís better for him to go, thereís nothing to do here to earn money. He earns perhaps 50,000 (£80) drams a month, and some months he sends us 10,000."
Photo: Abbie Trayler-Smith/Oxfam
Happy: so I hear you are new around here too...
London:....well sort of....i just am kind of quiet..thereis always a lot going on around here and i get kind of nervous....I like all the dogs though..
Look! From my window there’s a view
of city streets
where only lives as dry as tortoises
can crawl—the Galapagos of desire.
There is the day of Negroes with red hair
and the day of insane women on the subway;
there is the day of the word Trieste
and the night of the blind man with the electric guitar.
But I have no profession. Like a spy
I read the papers—Situations Wanted.
Surely there is a secret
which, if I knew it, would change everything!
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I have the poor man’s nerve-tic, irony.
I see through the illusions of the age!
The bell tolls, and the hearse advances,
and the mourners follow, for my entertainment.
I tread the burning pavement,
the streets where drunkards stretch
like photographs of civil death
and trumpets strangle in electric shelves.
The mannequins stare at me scornfully.
I know they are pretending
all day to be in earnest.
And can it be that love is an illusion?
When darkness falls on the enormous street
the air is filled with Eros, whispering.
Eyes, mouths, contrive to meet
in silence, fearing they may be prevented.
3
O businessmen like ruins,
bankers who are Bastilles,
widows, sadder than the shores of lakes,
then you were happy, when you still could tremble!
But all night long my window
sheds tears of light.
I seek the word. The word is not forthcoming.
O syllables of light ... O dark cathedral ...