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When we were up at the observatory ctr, it started snowing a bit, so, the Matterhorn was all covered by the clouds. Only when we descended, this was what was seen from the distance. We were told that it'd take at least 2 hrs. to get a clear view of it afterwards. So this was as good as it got for us. :-(

 

When the Swans aren't eating this is how they spend most of the day.

â™Ģ When you are on a holiday

You can't find the words to say

All the things that come to you

And I wanna feel it to â™Ģ

 

Song - youtu.be/erG5rgNYSdk

 

Going on vacation in RL for the next week and half. Catch you all when I'm back!

 

On Dacio:

Head - Catwa

Body - Signature

Face/Body Appliers - Stray Dog

Hair - Doux

Shirt/Pants - Tori Torricelli - New @ TMD

Tank - Riot

Ears/Watch/Rings - Mandala

Bracelet - Aitui

Sunglasses- Zoom

Tattoo - Isuka (Top) Prodigy Ink (Bottom)

Facial Hair - Volkstone

Pose - Cordeaux - Bento Pose 72 @ Mainstore - Marketplace

RKO_1141. Arguing White-tailed Eagles! A great battle to watch!

 

White-tailed Eagle / Zeearend / Aigle à queue blanche

 

Copyright: Robert Kok. All rights reserved!

 

Please do not use my photos on websites, blogs or in any other media without my explicit permission.

 

Thanks for visiting, commenting and faving my photos. Its very much appreciated!

 

Visit my website: robertkokphotography.com for the link to my book on White-tailed Eagles!

My very first attempt at HDR..

Not sure how it looks like, appreciate any opinions & tips!! :)

Do view large, friends!! :)

 

EXPLORE-15/4/08 #278

This photo is from 1 March. An afternoon with very special light

Macro Mondays - Keepsake A 2” figurine..

When the rapeseed fields bloom in spring.

View of the villages, Vorne Rainding, with the parish church of St. Michael. At the back, Sammarei (Bavarian for: Sankt Maria) a Catholic pilgrimage site and district of the Ortenburg market near Passau in Lower Bavaria.

When I need a boost and cheer I can always rely on Sawley marina to deliver and it most certainly did that morning, amazing sky and perfect calmness for super reflections

small little flowers appear in the snow...

It's the dawn of the year, February...

The silver and white winter will soon leave and spring colours will return...

The history of Quaglietta begins when, to stop the Saracen incursions in the Sele Valley, it was decided to build 3 fortresses: Valva, Senerchia and Quaglietta, (which however at the time was called castrum Quallectae).

 

The first settlement was therefore a military fortress built on a rocky spur (284 m above sea level) to which a village was added over time.

 

The name has nothing to do with quails as many believe but with the ancient Latin name of the area or Acque electe which translates as pure water and refers to the richness and purity of the waters that flow in the area.

 

Although the town is closely linked to the municipalities of the Sele Valley belonging to the province of Salerno, it is part of the province of Avellino and is a fraction of the municipality of Calabritto.

 

The 1980 earthquake hit this town hard but it was renovated with great attention and today the ancient medieval village retains its ancient splendor and is a tourist attraction.

La storia di Quaglietta inizia quando per frenare le incursioni di saraceni nella Valle del Sele fu decisa la costruzione delle 3 fortezze: Valva, Senerchia e Quaglietta, (che perÃ˛ all'epoca si chiamava castrum Quallectae) .

 

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Il primo insediamento fu quindi una fortezza militare costruita su uno sperone roccioso (284 m sul livello del mare) a cui nel tempo si aggiunse un borgo.

 

Il nome non ha nulla a che fare con le quaglie come in molti credono ma con l'antico nome latino della zona ovvero Acque electe la cui traduzione è acqua pura e fa riferimento alla ricchezza e purezza delle acque che sgorgano in zona.

 

Pur essendo il paese strettamente legato ai comuni della Valle del Sele appartenenti alla provincia di Salerno fa parte della provincia di Avellino ed è una frazione del comune di Calabritto.

 

Il terremoto del 1980 ha colpito duramente questo paese che perÃ˛ è stato ristrutturato con grande attenzione e oggi l'antico borgo medievale conserva l'antico splendore ed è una attrazione turistica.

 

Can you feel the sky, and let your soul and spirit fly?

 

Wenn die Sonne auf das Meer trifft... KÃļnnen Sie das Meer riechen, den Himmel spÃŧren und Ihre Seele und Ihren Geist davonfliegen lassen?

 

Cuando el sol se encuentra con el mar ... ÂŋPuedes oler el mar, sentir el cielo y dejar volar tu alma y tu espíritu?

 

Quand le soleil rencontre la mer... Pouvez-vous sentir la mer, sentir le ciel et laisser votre Ãĸme et votre esprit s'envoler?

 

Taiyō ga umi to deau tokiâ€Ļ umi no nioi o kagi, sora o kanji, tamashÄĢ to seishin o tobashite kuremasen ka?

 

When they come for Pecans they fill their mouth with more than one and then fly away to eat in private:-)

(Tunisie) - Les ÃŽles Kerkennah ont longtemps ÊtÊ un petit paradis dont les habitants vivaient de la pÃĒche et du tourisme. Mais depuis 2018 le paradis est devenu l’une des portes de l’enfer. Les migrants qui souhaitent gagner l’Italie, utilisent les ports du petit archipel tunisien pour rejoindre l’Île de Lampedusa en Italie. Certains pÃĒcheurs locaux se sont reconvertis en passeurs, activitÊ lucrative dans un pays cruellement touchÊ par le chômage.

D’autres, qui pour des questions morales, prÊfèrent continuer à gagner leur vie avec la pÃĒche, remontent de nombreux cadavres dans leurs filets les lendemains de tempÃĒtes.

La photo ci-dessus a ÊtÊ prise en 1996 dans le port de Kraten Êpoque bÊnie oÚ seuls les poissons se prenaient dans les filets.

 

Leica M6, 35 mm Summicron, HP5+

NÊgatif numÊrisÊ avec un Nikon D750

  

The port of Kraten has become the gate of hell

 

(Tunisia) - The Kerkennah Islands have long been a small paradise whose inhabitants lived off fishing and tourism. But since 2018 paradise has become one of the gates of hell. Migrants wishing to reach Italy use the ports of the small Tunisian archipelago to reach the island of Lampedusa in Italy. Some local fishermen have become smugglers, a lucrative activity in a country severely affected by unemployment.

Others, who for moral reasons, prefer to continue to earn their living with fishing, bring up many corpses in their nets the day after storms.

The photo above was taken in 1996 in the port of Kraten, a blessed time when only the fish were caught in the nets.

 

Leica M6, 35 mm Summicron, HP5+

Negative scanned with a Nikon D750

 

... when a photographer gives everything to find the right angle *laughs* ...

 

Thanks Frech for that fun photo shoot!

When I saw this mural I was shocked and intrigued at the same time. Thanks to gavweaver.com we now know what it is and means.

 

Wiki says.......

""""Since 1856, the name Baphomet has been associated with the "Sabbatic Goat" image drawn by Éliphas LÊvi, which contains binary elements representing the "symbolization of the equilibrium of opposites", e.g. half-human and half-animal, male and female, good and evil, on and off, etc.).

On one hand, LÊvi's intention was to symbolize his concept of balance that was essential to his magnetistic notion of the Astral Light; on the other hand, the Baphomet represents a tradition that should result in a perfect social order.""""

  

Location Spoorzone Tilburg

When routine bites hard and ambitions are low

And resentment rides high but emotions won't grow

And we're changing our ways, taking different roads

Love, love will tear us apart again

Love, love will tear us apart again

Why is the bedroom so cold turned away on your side?

Is my timing that flawed, our respect run so dry?

Yet there's still this appeal that we've kept through our lives

Love, love will tear us apart again

Love, love will tear us apart again

Do you cry out in your sleep, all my failings exposed?

Get a taste in my mouth as desperation takes hold

Is it something so good just can't function no more?

But love, love will tear us apart again

Love, love will tear us apart again

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=EJ_Rz49imWw&list=RDGMEMQ1dJ7w...

When life is stuck on a Van

 

that we do not see the ones which open for us :-)

Alexander Graham Bell

 

HPPT!!

 

prunus mume, japanese flowering apricot, 'Omoi-no-mama', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina

House Finch during a winter storm.

......when shall we meet again.

 

October is always good.

Enjoy some family time this weekend.

Happy Shocktober.

When I was at Jackson Bottom last weekend, this California Groundsquirrel was on a path ahead of me. it was reluctant to leave the path, so I just settled lower and took shots.

- Panties by Phedora

Big thanks for viewing, favs and comments, much appreciated 💕

And the land is dark ... ;-)

Bom final de semana!!

Brookfield Place

Toronto, Ontario

 

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When I was here in February this was all covered in snow.

Glen Canyon Overlook, Page, Arizona, USA

When someone is inspired to create a Poem, he/she is uplifted!!

 

When someone is uplifted, he/she is temporarily found in a very original, private, personal world of Beauty (or notâ€Ļ), inspiration, and refinement, extreme pleasure (or notâ€Ļ). He/she feels strong emotions and sensations, while creating his/her poem; a huge creativity!!

 

Poetry in Nature is the creation of Mother Nature’s upliftment!! Which creates enchantment, creativity and inspiration in certain humans..

 

Lake Genval in Autumn is a Pure Poetry!

Fishing boat with fishermen's equipment on the river bank in the morning at Karnafuli river (Kaptai). When fishermen fish in the fog-covered river in the winter morning, an unearthly environment is created. It's like a heavenly morning.

 

The name of the traditional river of ancient Chittagong is Karnafuli. This river is an immortal witness of thousands of years of history. Starting from the eastern hills, this river has merged with the Bay of Bengal on the wide western side.

The scenery of the two banks of Karnafuli is amazing. Everyone's eyes will be closed. The only hydropower plant in Bangladesh has been built on Karnafuli.

Chittagong, the holy land of Bar Auliya and the green land of natural beauty, has developed on the banks of Karnafuli. One of the main reasons for this beauty of Chittagong is Karnafuli. The port built on the banks of this river is economically important. Chittagong port is very old. The river is losing its romance. The river is only being attacked because of the profiteering people.

 

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When architecture is art and creativity

 

Early November at Alpe di Siusi, the color palette is almost infinite

When I was a child.....baseball was the sport played in our backyard in New Jersey. I have three brothers and six sisters so we pretty much had our own family team. Now, just a few years later, baseball still rules with my own kids!

 

#HMM #wheniwasachild #macromondays

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