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Lisbon is Portugal's largest city and capital. The 25th April Bridge spans the Tagus river.
In October of 2016 my wife and I along with good friends visited parts of Italy, Spain, Portugal and France as part of a western Mediterranean cruise aboard the Celebrity Silhouette.
Avi - Papua New Guinea - Mourning wife
Bezoek bij een familie gekleed in de traditionele kledij van de Chimbu-stam.
De vrouw is gekleed als een rouwende echtgenote. Ook zwarte body painting op het lichaam.
The woman has the clothes of a mourning wife. She also has black body painting as a expression of sorrow.
Western Highlands is a province of Papua New Guinea. The provincial capital is Mount Hagen. The province covers an area of 8,500 km², and there are 440,025 inhabitants (2000 census), making the Western Highlands one of the most densely populated provinces. Tea and coffee are grown in the Western Highlands. Mount Wilhelm, the tallest mountain in Papua New Guinea, is on the border of the Western Highlands.
www.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Western_Highlands_(Papua_New_Gu...
Simbu, also known as (and officially named) Chimbu, is a Highlands Region province in Papua New Guinea.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simbu_Province
Got the wife to pose for me before going out on the town. Then started to play around a bit using the remote. Can you call this self portrait for two?
Used 580EX speed lite for fill.
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Hindel, wife of Gaon Rabbi Gavriel MILLER.
Her mother's name - Leah.
Hindel died on the night after Pesach, 5679 (1919)
Thanks to Tomer Brunner, Israel for this translation
My wife Joan took this photo of me finishing the chimney of the cabin we built in Strafford, Vermont, late September 1976. We lived in tents whilst building it, and moved in when the chimney was done. The cabin was incrementally enlarged every year until 1980. The camera was a Nikkormat. This is what the cabin eventually grew into: flic.kr/p/6xbr6E
my wife tanaya and her friend debarati looks out of the darjeeling himalayan railway toy train ride. this runs from darjeeling to ghoom. this ride has been declared world heritage site by unesco.
it was raining and they were really enjoying the atmosphere around.
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Many of your will remember the Biblical story of Lot's wife who turned back to look at the city of Sodom and was turned into a pillar of salt. Well, this is possibly a prophetic version of what would happen today, a mountain of salt.
I have just been choosing a few random photos from our trip and this is today's. With a sense of some frustration.
South of the Central Queensland city of Rockhampton, a road leads down to the coast to a locality called Port Alma. It once had a goods only railway (now long closed) to what was theoretically Rockhampton's port but it never really got off the ground. It's at the end of a road that crosses kilometres of mud flats. It does have a wharf and there was even a ship when we arrived after being stopped three times by those annoying traffic lights controlling road works. There were no cars on the road but we still had to sit and wait...six times in all of course for the return journey. I was surprised to see a ship but I believe it was loading the only product of the area for export - you guessed it, salt.
Many of the mudflats have been made into large evaporation ponds and large quantities of salt are produced as you can see. Last time we came down to Port Alma and the reason for today's trip is that much of the edge of the road was lined with massive quantities of pink tinged salt in strange formations and was quite a fascinating sight. But today, not only did we start out in a pea souper of a fog, the first this winter, got trapped by the roadworks on both this and later the main highway south but, apart from the salt already won as depicted in the shot, all of the roadside formations and real pillars of salt had entirely disappeared. Not a grain in sight. I could literally stand in it years ago, nothing at all this time except mud and mangroves and distant water filled evaporation ponds or pans. But, there is always a bright side, I did find out that it is still a working port of sorts and we saw this dazzling hill of salt with rusty bucket loader (or whatever they are called) working on it. Or would have, except it was a public holiday and the works were closed......so what were all those road workers doing. Giving away their day off? Hard, dedicated Aussie workers.....cough, cough!
I wonder what happens if there is a lot of rain, does the salt get dissolved and run back to the ponds and they start all over again? That will have to wait for another day!
Port Alma, Queensland.