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The response from Ali was not unexpected. Much as she might admire the view from the top of a mountain, getting there without the aid of a helicopter seemed liked a lot of unnecessary effort, especially when there was rain in the forecast. She would spend the afternoon exploring the charity shops in Crickhowell, while I got whatever it was out of my system by walking up to the summit and back, via the halfway house of Table Mountain that is. Not the famous one that overlooks the southern tip of Africa – you’d worked that out already, hadn’t you? – but the rather more modest lump at the edge of the Brecon Beacons. At seven hundred and nine metres above sea level, I’m probably pushing it with you hardened outdoor types by calling Pen Cerrig-Calch a mountain, a claim all the more audacious given that the grassy plateau on top of the neighbour with the famous name is a mere pimple by comparison. Four hundred and fifty-one metres to sit at the Table if you were wondering.
We squeezed Brenda into the one remaining space large enough to accept her in the car park behind the town centre, a feat made all the more interesting by the fact I’d decided to break out with the ramps in an attempt to level her up. Ever tried making a cup of tea at a fifteen degree angle? No, I didn’t want to try that either. And while she now boasts a fridge that would work perfectly well whilst parked on the slopes of the mountain I was about to commune with, this was in the days of the gas powered affair that would give up the ghost at the merest hint of an incline.
After a brief lunch, we set off across the car park in our own separate directions, Ali heading for an afternoon of abandonment to see how many second hand clothes she could amass with a fiver and still return with change, while armed with Haribo and various other essential snacks, I made my way to the northern end of the town and the quiet lane that led uphill towards the farmyard where the mountain path across the fields began. In that farmyard stood a bull displaying his masculinity in no uncertain terms, and considering discretion to be the more sensible option in the pursuit of a slightly longer life, I carried on along the lane to a narrow mud strewn track between the boundaries of two fields before eventually finding my way back to where I needed to be.
With large and potentially unfriendly beasts out of sight and sound behind me, I lifted my heels and followed the trail, entering a woodland space which followed the brook that tumbled down towards the town from the high ground. For now the sun blazed through a mass of white and grey cloud, smiling over me as I arrived at a grassy high meadow on the other side of the brook. And from here the fun started, clambering across a narrow, rutted trail and wet ground, bumping into the very occasional party of hikers as I gained more height. In time I arrived at an expanse of open ground filled with orange bracken, the halfway house just above me offering a perfect view of the wonderfully symmetrical Sugar Loaf Mountain to the south. And again, if you’re keeping up, I hadn’t somehow magically been transported to Rio de Janeiro. This one watches over Abergavenny, our touchstone gateway into the Brecon Beacons with its welcoming Aldi opposite the big car park and its splendidly generous fish and chip shop.
For a while I sat on top of that grassy plateau, enjoying having the world entirely to myself as I chewed on a chocolate and nut filled bar before completing the meal with a small handful of Haribo and a swig of water from the bottle. This moment, now more than eighteen months ago was only a week after I’d finally hung up my abacus for good and left the rat race. The sense of elation was heightened all the more in these beautiful mountainside moments as an entire new world of possibilities opened up in front of me. Now I gazed up towards the eminence to the north, the trig point out of sight somewhere above the huge orange swathe between us. The adventure was only halfway done and there was more to discover on this day of moody skies and glowing sunshine.
As I came down off the plateau to continue further up the slope, I looked across the landscape to the west, and the Glanusk Estate where we were staying in the van. At the edges of the grey summits beyond, I could see it coming towards me at a gathering pace. Transfixed, I watched as a sheen of silver moved across the landscape, and while I knew my waterproofs were about to be well tested, I couldn’t help but admire the beauty of the elements at work. For five, maybe ten minutes I stood by what I hoped would soon be a protective wall, the fiercely yellow fields in front of me contrasting the darkening clouds above the hinterland, bright sunshine competing with grim shadows for supremacy over the landscape. While I was able to, I used the camera to catch these moments, fully in the knowledge that I’d come equipped with the light walkabout lens that lacks the weather proofing features of the others.
Further up the slopes the weather worsened, and by the time I found the trig point the views across the world had disappeared, leaving me only with the path back to Crickhowell and nothing else to see. Still, I had plenty more Haribo to keep me company. That always makes everything seem better. Later I did get to witness the Sugar Loaf once more, with a rainbow added for good measure as I made my way back towards the brook and the fields I’d crossed four hours earlier. And now with the lane almost in sight, the path was blocked by not one, nor two, but three muscled and morose looking steers, each of them sporting long twisty horns upon which I had no desire to be impaled. As I approached, the nearest one came closer to the path and glared in my direction, raking his hooves along the ground to make sure I’d got the message. I relented, retracing my footsteps to that narrow track between the fields once more.
Ali looked almost as grumpy as those steers. Not because I was even later than I said I’d be, but more to do with having learned that not everywhere is quite like her local stomping ground at home when it comes to charity shops. Just yesterday she showed me a pair of her favourite brand of shoes, liberated from one of her usual haunts for a price that almost constituted shoplifting. But here in the border market town, nothing of interest was available for under fifteen quid. Even up there in the rain, faced down by irritable cattle and forced down rutted tracks full of puddles, it seemed I’d had a better time of it. In fact I’d had a grand time of it on those rugged slopes, watching the weather race silently across the valley and the shining yellow pastures, before dousing me with its contents. An afternoon well spent I’d say.
The orange tip (Anthocharis cardamines) has been given that name for a pretty obvious reason, though it is only the males which have orange wingtips.
Some other languages focus on the same thing so in Dutch, this is known as the "oranjetipje" which means the same thing.
Swedish, German, Finnish and several other languages have names based on "aurora" though. I am not entirely sure about the origin of this, but I'm guessing the green colouration on the underside of the butterflies kinda sorta looks a bit like an aurora on the night sky. Do tell if you know for certain.
The species is not particularily rare, and yet I seldom manage to photograph any. This is due to the fact that they tend to not land anywhere and just keep flying and flying.
This particular one, found at Stensjödal in Tyresta National Park surprised me by landing on (or under?) a water avens (Geum rivale) and staying there long enough for me to snap a couple of shots.
Part 1 here: www.flickr.com/photos/tinyturtle/50401173008/
For a (closer) shot of a female - where the possible "aurora" pattern is more apparent - go here: www.flickr.com/photos/tinyturtle/48064167856/
Inspired by: | Depeche Mode - Enjoy the Silence'
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
This is an acknowledgement of the cruel and unnecessary political actions of trump and his minion Mike Johnson. The House has remained closed, bringing the federal government to a standstill. No attempt at compromise has been made. Fear of the Epstein Papers has driven this all, preventing a budget to be established, and causing people to lose jobs and resources that would feed their families. A duly elected member of the House has not been seated so she can represent the people who elected her. Trump and his minions have tried to blame the opposition party for this state of affairs, but that is not the truth and many realize it. The people who have actually created this travesty must be held accountable for their actions.
A.I. was used to create the setting and the Nero-like fiddler. The situation was created by the present administration and its behind-the-scene Project 2025 handlers.
"Flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter. If your mind is not busy with unnecessary things, this is the best season of your life." Wu Men Kuan.
The weather forecast announced snow in Segovia during the night, but at 4 o'clock in the afternoon a heavy snowfall began to fall. I have always wanted to photograph the Alcazar and the forest that surround it totally snowed. After waiting more than an hour for the end of the blizzard and seeing that it was not going to stop, I decided to take the bus and go to the city center. The conditions were lousy and the visibility reduced. I couldn´t photograph in such conditions, so I decided to go to the entrance of the Alcázar to at least take a look.
I discovered there, that under a great tree the snow did not fall and I could also take refuge from the wind. I placed the tripod low enough to avoid the branches of the tree and prepared the camera, I had still to wait an hour in the cold until the castle was illuminated.
Moments before dusk the visibility improved and stopped snowing. Despite getting this beautiful image, I remained with the desire to take the photo that I dreamed of the Alcazar and the forest. By the next day the snow had melted completely. So I have to keep waiting, the time will come!
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"Flores en primavera, la luna en otoño, una brisa fresca en verano, nieve en invierno. Si tu mente no está ocupada de cosas innecesarias, ésta es la mejor estación de tu vida." Wu Men Kuan.
La previsión del tiempo anunciaba nieve en Segovia durante la noche, pero a las 4 de la tarde comenzaba a caer con fuerza una abundante nevada. Siempre he querido fotografiar el Alcázar y el bosque que lo rodea totalmente nevados. Después de esperar más de una hora a que la ventisca remitiera y viendo que no iba a ser así, decidí coger el autobús y dirigirme al centro de la ciudad. Las condiciones eran pésimas y la visibilidad reducida. Ante la imposibilidad de fotografiar al abierto, decidí dirigirme a la entrada del Alcázar para al menos echar un vistazo.
Descubrí allí, que debajo de un gran árbol la nieve no caía y podía refugiarme también del viento. Coloqué el trípode lo suficientemente bajo para evitar las ramas del árbol y preparé la cámara, quedaba todavía una hora pasando mucho frío hasta que iluminaran el castillo.
Instantes antes del crepúsculo la visibilidad mejoró y paró de nevar. A pesar de conseguir esta bonita imagen, me quedé con las ganas de hacer la foto que soñaba del Alcázar y el bosque. Al día siguiente la nieve se había ya derretido por completo. Así que me toca seguir esperando, ¡otra vez será!
Today I will walk out, today everything unnecessary will leave me,
I will be as I was before, I will have a cool breeze over my body.
I will have a light body, I will be happy forever,
nothing will hinder me.
I walk with beauty before me. I walk with beauty behind me.
I walk with beauty below me. I walk with beauty above me.
I walk with beauty around me. My words will be beautiful.
In beauty all day long may I walk.
Through the returning seasons, may I walk.
On the trail marked with pollen may I walk.
With dew about my feet, may I walk.
With beauty before me may I walk.
With beauty behind me may I walk.
With beauty below me may I walk.
With beauty above me may I walk.
With beauty all around me may I walk.
In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, lively, may I walk.
In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, living again, may I walk.
My words will be beautiful.
Navajo Blessing
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Igor knows that Nessie is NOT an unnecessary woman...
I really enjoyed this book...the philosophical ramblings of a an old woman who calls herself a Pessoan..a must read for Kirstie,,,
Iphone, Android, Camera, GPS, MP3, PDA. This USB Multi-Function Charger Cable only has 6 options. They have ones available with 10! A contraption if ever I saw one!! Haha don't get me started on ports-- 2.0, 3.0 , 3.1. Thunderbolt Type A, B, C. Gen 1 or Gen 2. My word!
(Macro Mondays Theme: Contraption.)
HMM!
I think I have a sick sense of humor?! I find that sign to be very self explanatory...and quite unnecessary given the venue!!!
1 exposure; f/16 for 4 seconds balanced ontop of my frozen tripod....I think I brought it down near 6 stops at top 9 in the center above the trees to 3 at the water
Haven't noticed this before but the valley has wifi from pretty much everywhere we went, this brings a lot to the table. Being a complete dork I had to take advantage of the situation. So pulled out the iphone and checked the azimuth of the sun/moon then their position is plotted against my location on google maps and put it in motion to see where I wanted to be at what time time and how much time I could spend, this is something that used to take a lot of seemingly unnecessary work and a result isn't the most accurate or easy to interpret. Additionally it was great to be able to monitor all the weather data I could handle :), this was particularly important at the tunnel view because clouds moved in but I didn't leave because 1) checked the ahwanhee cam and it didn't look favorable 2) pulled up weather data from surrounding weather stations and determined that conditions were very clear under the cloud ceiling combined with the sun/moon compass app it was easier to see that there was at least a chance for the sun to peak out from under the clouds before setting. It was great getting the storm chasing experience without the price tag of satellite data feeds, one more reason to love Yosemite :)
a continued discussion on data....
Eventually data is just an easier way of seeing the physical world, its all math when you break it down. Something tells me you've probably checked your watch when you've been out shooting rather than looking at the sun to determine if its one or two PM ......it can be estimated with experience or education but the combination with the right tools can solve the equation much more accurately in a shorter amount of time.
Yosemite is very unique in that its a wilderness area but its technologically advanced; it has roads throughout the park, wifi service, and live webcams from numerous locations. When you can drastically change your location in a small amount of time in a valley a deep as Yosemite a lot of changes can occur. Its really helpful to see the angle of the sun relative to your position on a map, particulalry like googles topo map, in advance then take note when you actually experience it in person. This is going to be really helpful pinning down the right day for Horsetail falls. The webcams are particularly helpful as the day after I left I wanted to see how the sunset looked so I pulled up the tunnel view webcam and it was completely overcast but checking the ahwanhee cam it was perfectly clear and remained that way through sunset. Pretty simple example but someone with the right experience can take that little bit of information and turn it into a beautiful photograph they've been meaning to take.
With the additional ability to access weather data from a remote location it can only help your chances given the circumstances you have placed yourself in as you'll be able to anticipate a number of different factors that can produce interesting atmospheric phenomena; an approaching boundary, at what level freezing is taking place, approaching or clearing clouds, temperature change, shifts in the wind, where moisture is or isn't, and it goes on forever! Thats why a blend of experience and education is so important, so you can quickly isolate the important details. I would say its good practice to actually understand the forces at work by seeing them in a mathematical form so you have a better idea when it might occur again given that visual que. Thats one big reason why I do photography, it transcends mediums and brings science to life....it feels like the solution to a big derivation, and that is a fantastic feeling!!!
I've gotta be going somewhere actually useful with this right......ok so with the advancements in technology you really dont need to understand all the physics you just need to be tech saavy to get the good stuff. With the addition of user friendly devices such as the iphone (lesser extent the blueberry) and apple allowing dorks to go wild developing their own applications we're starting to see some really helpful tools in very small devices. One of the most helpful apps is astro compass. I've been dreaming of something like this and I know its just the start :) although no real standout weather app at this point :( so the NWS is always a good resource
Cleo's new bandana is a present from a friend. I have been complaining a lot about people feeding Cleo although I try to keep her on a strict diet. My own mother always heads to the cupboard with the cat food right away when Cleo looks at her with pleading eyes and scolds me for letting the poor girl starve. Cleo doesn't mind wearing the bandana but I don't think that she agrees with the message. And she says she would have preferred a different colour.:)
Sometimes, words become unnecessary. I'm just in awe with the gift I've received today.
Thank you, mother nature.
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Unnecessary egocentric note: that's not my shadow...
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* "Flashbulb Eyes" by ARCADE FIRE, in 'Reflektor' (2013)
I stopped going to doctors:-)
― Shira Tamir
dahlia, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, Raleigh, north carolina
The first of the three bombs this new Trickster placed around the city was easily defused. The building was abandoned and the bomb was comically large with unnecessary wires cluttered all over its face. I was able to successfully trigger the bomb’s timer to stop. With that one done I begin my way to the Keystone City Police headquarters.
Since the Trickster was able to successfully hide the bomb inside the building, I can only assume he hid it in a room that no one really goes to. Luckily, I know exactly where that is as I work there. Inside the building there is an old office that used to belong to Commissioner Bellows. He stopped using it as he thought it would be better for him to be out in the main lobby alongside everyone else. No one has really touched the room since. So, with that in mind I quickly make my way into the building and find myself in the old office. The room is now filled with boxes and random clutter. Also inhabiting this room is another comically large bomb. I get the Trickster’s mantra, but things like these are a tad ridiculous even for him.
I identify the bomb and quickly rip open the face panel. There I find the trigger and quickly disable it. This seems almost too easy so right about now I’d probably be thinking that there’s something more. Then again this is the Trickster, and a new Trickster at that, so I’m sure this bomb threat is no more than that. I’ll probably not have to worry about anything else after I diffuse the third and final bomb. As I make my way out of the room I find myself stopped by a new face I’ve not seen here before.
“Flash? What are you doing here?” The man asks.
”I’m just diffusing a bomb, y’know an average Tuesday in the life of the Flash.” I respond jokingly. ”And you are?”
“August. August Heart. I’m a new detective here.” August outreaches his hand and I quickly take it and shake it firmly.
”I’m sorry I don’t have time to chat, August. I’ve kinda got somewhere to be. Make sure that bomb gets thrown in the trash for me, will you?” I say as I rush out of the building and make my way to the toy shop. That guy seems nice, I look forward to making a relationship with him during my normal day job.
Gouache on terraskin paper.
I am really enjoying working on this paper. It offers more control than yupo and the colours still sit on the surface as they do with yupo. This area is one we visited the last time we were in Newfoundland. It was much busier than this image shows. That's where artistic license comes into play. We can eliminate the unnecessary.
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batten down the hatches there is one hell of a storm coming.
Hurricane Ophelia is set to hit Ireland and the experts are estimating it will be a category 3 hurricane. God help us . . .
it's the most powerful hurricane to hit Ireland EVER
back in 1961 Hurricane Debbie, a category 1 hurricane hit Ireland killing 15 and brought record-breaking winds and caused severe disruption so we should be in for one hell of a ride . . . .
i was going for a sci-fi look, you know... hunter abducted by aliens...i guess i should have gotten a hunter or an alien....damn.
Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art, it has no survival value, rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.
Clive Staples Lewis.
Clive Staples Lewis (29 November 1898 – 22 November 1963) was a British novelist, poet, academic, medievalist, literary critic, essayist, lay theologian, broadcaster, lecturer, and Christian apologist. He held academic positions at both Oxford University (Magdalen College, 1925–1954) and Cambridge University (Magdalene College, 1954–1963). He is best known for his works of fiction, especially The Screwtape Letters, The Chronicles of Narnia, and The Space Trilogy, and for his non-fiction Christian apologetics, such as Mere Christianity, Miracles, and The Problem of Pain.
Lewis and fellow novelist J. R. R. Tolkien were close friends. They both served on the English faculty at Oxford University, and were active in the informal Oxford literary group known as the Inklings. According to Lewis's memoir Surprised by Joy, he was baptised in the Church of Ireland, but fell away from his faith during adolescence. Lewis returned to Anglicanism at the age of 32, owing to the influence of Tolkien and other friends, and he became an "ordinary layman of the Church of England". His faith profoundly affected his work, and his wartime radio broadcasts on the subject of Christianity brought him wide acclaim.
In 1956, he married American writer Joy Davidman; she died of cancer four years later at the age of 45. Lewis died on 22 November 1963 from renal failure, one week before his 65th birthday. In 2013, on the 50th anniversary of his death, Lewis was honoured with a memorial in Poets' Corner in Westminster Abbey.
Lewis's works have been translated into more than 30 languages and have sold millions of copies. The books that make up The Chronicles of Narnia have sold the most and have been popularised on stage, TV, radio, and cinema. His works entered the public domain in 2014 in countries where copyright expires 50 years after the death of the creator, such as Canada. Source Wikipedia
My disgust for dependence on numbers and all the problems it causes. I'm sure Benjamin didn't want his face on such an empty piece of material anyway. For such an intelligent person, I cannot fathom why one would want to be portrayed in such a way. And naturally, fire is the most fun art tool I have ever used.. what am I saying? Fire is the most fun tool, period.
A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.
Carl Reiner
Winter has decided to act a little more normal.
Health Warning: UNNECESSARILY LONG TOURIST VIDEO
Pretty self explanatory this one. Again, please do excuse the accent, and the dodgy camerawork! :D This is the Astronomical Clock in the Old Town Square, and is another major tourist attraction in Prague. The deal here is ‘The Walk of the Apostles’, which happens every hour, and squillions of people gather to watch these little doors above the clock face open and the clockwork Apostle figures inside appearing. I had been told it was a must-see if I ever went…I have to say I wasn’t that impressed. And I still can’t understand why there’s cheering! Sorry! :)
UN: necessary, or UNnecessary?
-Beyond scarcity: power, poverty and the global water crisis
Speaker: Prof Sir Richard Jolly
Date: Thursday 3 May 2007
Time: 4:30pm - 6:00pm
Venue: Winstanley Lecture Theatre, Trinity College
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This body of work was shot purposely at night to remove other unnecessary objects, to focus on structure.
It again questions the pros and cons of the development and town planning of our dear city Kuala Lumpur.
This series is an extension from the first CUT exhibition. This is for the [CUT 2: in Singapore].
Dimensions: 2.5 x 5 ft / 9 editions
Art will remain the most astonishing activity of mankind born out of struggle between wisdom and madness, between dream and reality in our mind.
Magdalena Abakanowicz
World is broken,money are unnecessary...!
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“Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art.... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to survival.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves
Mural of civil rights icon Congressman John R. Lewis (1940-2020)
— Artist: Sean Schwab
Atlanta (Sweet Auburn), Georgia, USA.
19 July 2020.
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▶ Mural painted 2012.
▶ Closeup of mural: here.
▶ Closeup of quotation: here.
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▶ Congressman Lewis died on 17 July 2020, at age 80. In the succeeding days, many mourners paid their respects at the base of the 5-story mural, leaving flowers and other remembrances.
▶ "I appeal to all of you to get into this great revolution that is sweeping this nation. Get in and stay in the streets of every city, every village, and hamlet of this nation until true freedom comes, until the revolution of 1776 is complete."
— John Lewis
28 August 1963.
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In (unnecessary) haste, I set ISO to an unnecessarily high level. Despite that, the image still 'works.'
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