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Revolution in Digital Transaction at grassroot level in India.
During Kadalekai Parishe (Groundnut Festival) 24 in Malleshwaram, Bengaluru: cent percent transaction was made digitally.
More than 100 million transaction a day. RBI Survey 2020.
www.jetphotos.com/photo/9359705
Nutrien is a Canadian fertilizer company based in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. It is the largest producer of potash, and the second largest producer of nitrogen fertilizer, in the world. It was formed through the merger of PotashCorp and Agrium, in a transaction that closed on January 1, 2018.
Hybrid Tea rose SECRET. A brief moment in time... one bee and one flower and a lot of pollen. A transaction that happens billions and trillions of times per day throughout the world.
Last Day for Hairfair 2016.
Every transaction made at Hair Fair will donate a portion to Wigs for Kids, the charity of choice for Hair Fair 2016. Don´t miss it!
Bandana Day is 31th of July where we remove our hair to show we care. All bandanas sold at hair fair have been created by Residents all over SL and 100% of sales of those go to Wigs for Kids, and are only available for sale during this event, and destroyed after it ends. They will be transfer, so you can gift them.
I wear a Bandana from Lelutka. A must have for every Fashionata!
Two Indian Women making a cash deal at a roadside grocery store in the Kailash Colony of Delhi. Taken with the Canon 5D4 and the Sigma 135mm Art lens from the roof of the hostel I was staying in.
Another knit prop from Clickknits. A fluffy, soft, chunky, fringy, oatmal colored mini blanket/wrap..Here is the link. I love it!
www.etsy.com/view_transaction.php?transaction_id=24332849
View on black...and click to enlarge to see the blanket detail.
I would imagine every Flickr member received this email yesterday:
"If you haven’t heard, Yahoo plans to sell its operating business, including Flickr, to Verizon Communications Inc. We anticipate the completion of the transaction to occur in June 2017. Upon the completion of this proposed transaction, Yahoo products and services, including Flickr, will be provided by a new Verizon-owned company called Yahoo Holdings, Inc.
In connection with this proposed transaction, Yahoo is updating its Terms of Service. You can review the changes by visiting our Terms of Service
These updated terms will automatically be effective on June 8, 2017, unless you cancel your Yahoo account before then.
That’s it! We look forward to continuing to deliver your favorite products and services."
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Well, I'm certainly not getting on very well with my Trinidad photos at the moment : ) Other things keep popping up and they have offered, or will be offering, photo opportunities, too. This morning, I posted four more shots from my day out with four friends, driving the area SW of Calgary, on 20 May 2017.
Normally, I wouldn't be posting so many bird photos all close together. However, I so rarely see Rose-breasted Grosbeaks and Evening Grosbeaks, so wanted to make sure I didn't forget to post the somewhat better shots I took. This male Evening Grosbeak was waiting in the nearby trees.
Part of that morning was spent at our friend, Barb's, acreage, SW of Calgary, enjoying the variety of birds that visit her property. Thanks so much, Barb, as always, for letting us visit you. Such a joy to see birds like this handsome male.
We then drove the various roads SW of the city, as far south as Turner Valley, hoping to see a few birds. Beautiful scenery in the whole area. In Turner Valley, we called in to see another mutual friend and watch the birds that visited her tiny, but beautifully and thoughtfully designed, back deck. Thanks so much for having us, Jackie - and for the most welcome coffee! - especially at such very short notice!
On my way home from this enjoyable day out, I drove a few backroads, looking for any Mountain Bluebirds. Not much luck, though I did see one pair close to their nest box.
This coming weekend, it is the annual May Species Count. This year (2017), I am only going to be doing the Sunday Count - no walking : )
"The count goes May 27-28: Calgary birders have been out in force every May since 1979, contributing to a broad census of the constantly changing patterns of bird distributions in North America. The count circle is the same as previous years, extending from Olds to Nanton, and from Exshaw to Standard, and includes a variety of environments." From NatureCalgary.
Last week I got a notice from 500px that someone wanted to licence this photo that I took and uploaded almost 3 years ago. A little investigation revealed that, if there is a logo on a private building, I would either require a waiver from the owner or I would have to remove the logos. Well there were logos of a sort, but they were very insignificant (look in Comments, clickable, to see them), so would I really have to comply? Yes.
I wasn't going to be bothered since it seemed to be too much to ask for what I assumed would amount to 10 bucks. However, it turned out that it was more like 10x10 bucks, so I began to rethink my reluctance.
There was much more back and forth with 500px than I want to go into here, which included me having lost my original higher res version of the photo, but at the last minute I capitulated, removed the logos on the lower res version (so silly because they are so benign) and figured out how to get the amended version back to 500px. It took about a dozen emails to sort it all out. There are many twists and turns that I am leaving out, and I am only telling you half of the rigmarole, but it was quite a frustrating process, especially since it was happening when we were preparing for and then actually receiving company. I was in quite a dither at times.
BTW, I don't really do 500px and just uploaded a few photos as an experiment in the past. Maybe I should rethink that however.
I don't know who purchased the photo or why as that information is kept confidential for some reason. I mean to say that I always thought it was a nice photo, but the world is full of nice photos. I just wish I knew who the buyer was and where, but that's life.
Anyway, the original upload is below in the Comment section, the only difference being that it contains the logos. I still can't understand why they presented a problem when they were so obscure (one is just a flag and the other is pretty blurred), especially since the buyer obviously didn't mind them in the first place.
...not sure who's on the other end but it almost sounds like she was closing a business transaction...ha, ha runny nose and all!
Found this letter (from 1947) and lots of other documents/receipts inside People's Bank in downtown Greensboro, Alabama. There were open safety-deposit boxes just lying around, and stacks of burned books -- from the days before computers...
Left to right: Sniper, Heavy Weapons, Sharpshooter/Captain, 4 Infantry.
Also, I still need to fix the damn lighting.
While walking between the wholesale district and the what is becoming the Cannabis legal and illegal distributing area of Los Angeles! As I was checking out the mural, I some sort of transaction taking place, the SUV sped up to the two men, they quickly made an exchange and drove off, all within a few seconds!
Mission Logs [(local)]
Transaction ID: 0000:000655B
User: PT-491, “Ghost”
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Filename: Reinforcing Bravo Base
> Frantic chatter over the comm channels operated by the regs. The guttural vibrato of Separatist artillery. I’m pounded by a thousand sounds as our gunship makes its approach to Bravo Base, our forward outpost. But despite the ambience of war just beyond the hull of the transport, the atmosphere inside is one of readiness.
Deadeye, our spotter and sharpshooter, locks and loads for the dozenth time beside me, sorting his various ammunition pouches underneath his shawl. Back at the chaos of the landing platform, we’d picked up a few clips of incendiary rounds on our way through, along with a spare crate of grenades - all semblance of order amongst the regs had disappeared, and supplies were being abandoned in favour of a rapid withdrawal as CIS units encroached on our defensive line. Or rather, what was left of it.
‘We’re two klicks out now, boys.’ Our pilot shouts back from his seat instead of trying to get a word over the 253rd comm channels, which had been knocked out earlier. ‘Respectfully, I’m not dropping you at the front door - there’s a lot of surface fire, and too many casualties in need of evacuation to afford losing more ships.’ I nod to acknowledge his rationale. Knowing what we’re about to get ourselves into, I can’t blame him.
At the same time, my other troopers begin checking their gear. Through the slits in the door, plumes of churning smoke can be seen spiralling into the sky from a dozen different locations. It’s obvious which one is Bravo Base once I see it. The forward fortifications had been all but obliterated by heavy CIS weapons, gaping holes blown in the outer wall; exchanges of blaster fire - mostly coming from enemy positions - cast a red and blue hue over the snow. It quickly becomes obvious that the situation is worse than Legion command had anticipated.
The pilot brings our gunship as close as he dares, AA rounds passing narrowly overhead and the sound of the exchange at the base clearly audible. He gives us a two-finger salute as we disembark; we hit the ground running. Lines of evacuees are gathered at the main depot, the only secure part of the base remaining, as medics guide them to our transport.
As we run up to the rear fortifications, I gesture for the bulk of my squad to head to the west side of the base, while Deadeye and myself make our way to the command centre, bringing a crate of thermal detonators with us. We quickly run into complications. Droids have overrun the corridors like an infestation, the sound of mechanical walking echoing throughout the complex.
I turn to Deadeye. ‘Bring up the map - we’ll have to find another route.’ The sniper produces a hologram and places it on the floor, kneeling as it scales to our current location.
‘Two other entry points, sir. We either double back and head up the east flank, or divert through the armoury. Either way, we’ll be drawing a lot of fire.’ I point to the armoury, and Deadeye nods.
After navigating our way past the bulk of the Separatist forces, exit the cargo hatch from the armoury and are met by a platoon of droids, milling around on sentry duty. Deadeye takes the right flank, while I wait to give the signal. As I raise my hand, we toss grenades into the midst of the droids. Their platoon leader picks one up.
‘Hey! These aren’t standard issue!’
As the two grenades hit the end of their timers, erupting into glorious clouds of fire, I lay down covering fire with my twin DC-17s as Deadeye takes out the droids out of my line of sight. As he blasts his way through the last of them, I lower my guns. The hard work is only just beginning. <
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