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“Nothing in the world is more flexible and yielding than water. Yet when it attacks the firm and the strong, none can withstand it, because they have no way to change it. So the flexible overcome the adamant, the yielding overcome the forceful. Everyone knows this, but no one can do it.” - Lao Tzu
Mountain goats are protected from the elements by their wooly grayish white double coats. They are able to withstand winter temperatures as low as -51 degrees F and winds up to 99 mph.
Photographed on Mount Evans at 14,000+ ft.
AMSTERDAM LIGHT FESTIVAL - The form and content of Janet Echelman’s luminous 1.26 sculpture, that suspends over the Amstel river in Amsterdam, has been drawn from the study of earth’s interconnected systems. Echelman used laboratory research from NASA and NOAA, which documented the effects of the 2010 earthquake in Chile — the historic shock resulted in the shortening of the earth’s day by 1.26-microseconds, which became the influence for the installation’s namesake.
The colorful volumetric piece takes the shape of a Tsunami canyoning across the ocean. In her studio, she generated a three-dimensional model of the tsunami that resulted from chile’s earthquake, then used software to create an outline of the rendering’s highest amplitude area, realizing the silhouette as a sculptural form. the material underscores connectivity — Echelman’s work utilizes spectra, a material that is 15 times stronger than steel by weight. the knotted mesh can withstand high winds, but is engineered specifically to imitate the intricacy of handmade lace.
Spring is almost here!
“The promise of spring’s arrival is enough to get anyone through the bitter winter!”
― Jen Selinsky
Canada geese have remarkable adaptations to winter conditions, including protection, access to water, safety in numbers, and a chance for uninterrupted rest. They can withstand temperatures down to -40 degrees F and their feathers serve as great insulators. Geese cope with the harsh winter climate by reducing their heart rate and body temperature.
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Le Fortin des Goudes est un fort polygonal enterré qui faisait partie du "système Séré de Rivières", un réseau de fortifications bâties à partir de 1874 et supposées pouvoir résister aux nouveaux obus de l'époque, pour mettre en défense la côte de manière efficace.
Deux explications différentes sont avancées quant à l'origine du nom des "Goudes" :
- la route suivant le littoral et menant aux Goudes comporte de nombreux virages, des "coudes" qui seraient devenus par une mauvaise écriture "Goudes"; dans ce sens également, nous pourrions relever que topographiquement, les Goudes se trouvent dans le creux d'un "coude".
- en provençal, "gour" signifie "eau" et il serait fait référence à la source d'eau douce de l'Anse des Goudes, la "source des Sarrazines". En effet, il y avait dans l'Anse des Goudes une source d'eau douce qui se jetait dans la mer, ce qui a évidemment motivé la formation du village à cet endroit-là.
ortin des Goudes is a buried polygonal fort that was part of the "Séré de Rivières" system, a network of fortifications built in 1874 and supposed to withstand the new shells of the time, to effectively defend the coast. .
Two different explanations are put forward as to the origin of the name of the "Goudes":
- the road following the coast and leading to the Goudes has many bends, "elbows" that would have become a bad writing "Goudes"; in this sense also, we could note that topographically, the Goudes are in the hollow of an "elbow".
- in Provençal, "gour" means "water" and it would refer to the source of fresh water of Anse des Goudes, the "source of Sarrazines". Indeed, there was in Goudes Cove a source of fresh water that was thrown into the sea, which obviously motivated the formation of the village there.
space-shuttle of Z. H. ...
will the heat shield tiles withstand the frictional heat ???
;-) ...
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This afternoon, I went into this woods, hoping to find some fungus to shoot. NOPE, nothing really left. It's so chilly and windy today (39F).
Enallagma cyathigerum (common blue damselfly, common bluet, or northern bluet) is a species found mainly between latitudes 40°N and 72°N; It is widely distributed in the Palearctic, and the Nearctic species Enallagma annexum was at one time considered to be synonymous with it. The species can reach a length of 32 to 35 mm (1.3 to 1.4 in). It is common in many different countries including Russia, Europe and South Korea. Damselflies are an important link between the health of the aquatic ecosystem and its response to climate change.
These damselflies inhabit freshwater bodies whose conditions range, they have been seen in acidic fens as well as eutrophic ponds. They have been considered one of the more sensitive insects in an aquatic setting. They are important within the trophic levels as they are an intermediate predator. They consume smaller larvae and they are preyed on by fish and larvae bigger than them.
The larvae prefer a habitat that has a more complex structure in the ground composition as well as the plants. The larval stages spend most of their time within the plants, climbing and feeding. Although they do prefer a more complex habitat, they can also be found in habitats with simpler vegetation. They are efficient in both complexities equally, but the complex vegetation also serves as protection from fish.
These larvae are able to live in a dense population in shallow areas of water without showing signs of competition between the larvae. The damselfly larvae require a plant structure that can withstand the backward movement that occurs when the labium protracts to catch food.
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In an attempt to repel demonstrators, agitators, and rioters, Chicago raises its metaphorical drawbridges. The ominous clouds portend a calamitous future as C-19 still lurks within the shadows of the city biding its time, as surely it will strike again. How much more can the city and its inhabitants withstand? Frightened they must be. Not a soul in sight.
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L'Asphodèle blanche est une plante pyrophyte (qui aime le feu): les incendies la favorise par rapport à la concurrence. Lorsque le feu ravage une parcelle (ou lors des coupes forestières à blanc), les racines tuberculeuses de l'Asphodèle — qui ressemblent à une botte de radis — supportent sans trembler le passage des flammes. Le paysage mortifère qui s'en suit lui convient à ravir, et l'on voit parfois l'Asphodèle surgir des cendres tel un phénix. Son nom grec asphodelos, signifie "pointe de pique". Homère et Aristote en parlaient, la considérant comme la plante des enfers
White Asphodel is a pyrophyte (fire-loving) plant: fires favor it over the competition. When fire ravages a plot (or during clear-cutting), the tuberous roots of the Asphodel — which look like a bunch of radishes — withstand the passage of the flames without trembling. The deadly landscape that follows suits him admirably, and we sometimes see the Asphodel rising from the ashes like a phoenix.
This past week most of Ontario went through a major ice storm. The temperatures dropped below freezing then hovered in the -1 -2 Celsius range for three days; all the while it rained heavily, causing major chaos on the roads and covering trees and roads in a thick sheet of ice. Branches too weak to withstand the heavy Burdon of the thick ice, snapped some trees even splitting in two, leaving such a mess for people to clean up. Many were without power for days. Where we live in Brampton the damage was not as bad as in the Barrie and northernmost areas of southern Ontario.
On Saturday after much of the ice had melted and the roads had dried, Karen and I went to Heart Lake to take some photos. In stark contrast to the past few days the sun was shining and the trees were glistening with the remaining ice. all around us you could hear the crash and roar of falling ice and snapping branches. Though these photos don’t reveal any of that chaos but portray a peaceful scene of tranquil beauty. seemingly as if the past few days had not even happened at all.
This photo was taken as the sun was melting the ice all around us these two geese were unconcerned or possibly unaware of the tumult of falling ice and breaking branches all around us. They seemed oblivious and quite content to float effortlessly on the still cold water of the lake.
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Stürmische Zeiten. Genau der richtige Zeitpunkt, um zu verwischen.
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In any case, I think that today is the right time for this picture – here in Germany it is storming violently. The wind blows around our house and we hope that our pine can withstand the hurricane gusts. The last storm unfortunately halved the crown and it would be a shame if we had to cut this pretty specimen ...
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Jedenfalls denke ich, dass es heute der richtige Zeitpunkt für dieses Bild ist – hier in Deutschland stürmt es heftig. Der Wind pustet um unser Haus und wir hoffen, dass unsere Kiefer den Orkanböen standhält. Der letzte Sturm hat die Krone leider halbiert und es wäre so schade, wenn wir dieses hübsche Exemplar fällen müssten ...
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An autumn walk. / Ein Spaziergang im Herbst.
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And the grasses save the day! They appear at the end of summer, soft and wispy, they seem so fragile. Don't be deceived. These grasses can withstand all the unpleasantness that autumn throws at them, rain, wind, cold...through it all they'll toss their hair this way and that and dazzle you with their beauty :)
I don’t often post more than one image from an outing near home. Trouble is I’ve made a bit of a rod for my own back by adding an essay to every picture, and short of hitting the select, copy and paste commands and dumping them all from the first shot to the second, finding an additional story to accompany the follow up brings its challenges. But it seemed clear from having posted no less than four images over four days in other social media, that last Saturday’s outing to Botallack had struck a chord with many photographers and other members of the public alike. One of them, evidently a gent of certain years, said the image had brought back great memories of a shot he’d taken here sixty years earlier. It’s a place that my eighty year old father, an established local artist, visited in the 1960’s before we all moved to Cornwall and still talks fondly of. And I myself have probably been here more times in the last eighteen months than in all of the years beforehand. A place to grow, and a place that grows under your skin. In those eighteen months it’s changed from being one of those local spots I head to when I fancy it, to a location that is always at the forefront of my mind. Maybe I can only take so many pictures of this scene, but the feeling I get from just being here, watching the sea crash into those rocks is totally mesmeric. Sometimes you don’t really need a camera.
It also struck me that the National Trust car park at the top of the cliff now contains cars that were never dreamed of sixty years ago, a QR code machine where you scan your membership card, a café and some properties that wealthy people can stay in on holiday. Beyond that in the wider world, even in the eternally remote villages of West Penwith, people who’ve lived even half a lifetime have witnessed all manner of change. Remember a time before you’d even heard of McDonalds or Burger King, a time when your local Tesco was in the town centre rather than just off the ring road? Mind you, you couldn’t get your Ford Cortina anywhere near the front door of course. Yet here in the wild spaces below the car park, the machine where you scan your membership card, the café and the rental properties, nothing in this space has changed. Nothing at all. Nobody decided it would be a good idea to put up a branch of Costa or a Pets at Home store in between the Crown Houses here. Winter after winter those old mining buildings withstand everything that the ferocious Atlantic Ocean throws at them, stoical symbols in the face of the elements. Maybe that’s why those who remember Botallack across the spans of long lives do so with such affection. There are still places where you can pretend it’s 1923 rather than 2023 for a few hours if that’s your thing. At least until you clamber up the slope and push the button on your key fob to unlock your car from thirty paces that is.
And talking of things that last for a long time brings me in a not very neat segway to this image. All eight minutes and forty-four seconds of it, showing how admirably the sea can serve two completely different styles in one afternoon here. Those of you who saw the first image I shared from here might have been struck by the drama of a two second exposure in the cauldron in between the Crown Houses and the Isthmus of Doom, even though it was a very calm, windless afternoon. Yet as I sat there on the rocks at the edge of the isthmus watching the sea froth away gently, I could see my brother up on the narrow track above the mine, hovering almost vertiginously above the engine houses. Some of you were concerned for his safety once you’d managed to spot him lurking among the grey background perched over his tripod, but in fact I’d suggested that spot to him. Not that I was trying to eliminate him from any future inheritances (although Dad is doing rather well these days), but he’d seen a previous image of mine, “The Botallack Challenge,” taken on a rather more stormy day and posted in these pages and wanted to have a look for himself. And actually, it’s one of those positions that looks rather more scary to the viewer than it does to the occupant. As long as you don’t suddenly decide you’re Tom Daley and lurch acrobatically towards the sea, you’re not really likely to come to any lasting harm.
As I contemplated Dave’s adventures on the opposite side of the cauldron, it struck me that it might be a good day to try an everlong exposure on the still sea, covered with those long streaks of cappuccino coloured foam that was making me think of everything in monochrome. The sky wasn’t featuring at all in the composition before me, yet in the spaces where the weak sun occasionally peeped through the sky, the layers of cloud were full of textures to compliment those of the ocean. So I moved, shuffling back across the Ledge of Doom, puffing and panting up the steep slope to the footpath, passing Dave who was heading in the opposite direction and swapping places. And from here I took just one shot, using the wide angle lens and the rarely deployed sixteen stop ND filter for almost nine minutes, before heading back across the Ledge of Doom again to join my brother on the isthmus.
For once it seemed I had two shots from a single outing that were very different from one another, and although “The Inaugural Spot the Dave Contest” was the image that initially stood out to me, it seemed clear that a number of photographers on other platforms thought that I should share this one with you too. And somehow, I’ve managed to dig out a second story from the same afternoon in this place where brave men and women once toiled in unimaginably dangerous conditions and where time has stood still for well over a hundred years. A third image seems to have grabbed even more attention than these two, but I’m not sure the literary reserves are going to muster up even more yarns though. Time to move on – still a million tales of Iceland, Fuerteventura and Lanzarote to share. Have a good weekend everyone.
Dave's shot: www.flickr.com/photos/davidhaughton/52824622945/in/datepo...
"The Botallack Challenge:" www.flickr.com/photos/126574513@N04/52619538666/in/datepo...
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De Gelderse roos (Viburnum opulus) bloeit in mei en juni met witte bloemen die in platte tuilen voorkomen.
Na de bloei komen er hangende trosjes met bessen, die lang aan de struik blijven zitten.
De rode vruchten hebben een zure en bittere smaak en zijn voor de mens eetbaar, maar zijn in grote hoeveelheden rauw licht giftig. In sommige landen worden de bessen verwerkt tot jam. De bessen kunnen goed de winter doorstaan
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The Guelder rose (Viburnum opulus) blooms in May and June with white flowers that appear in flat umbels.
After flowering, hanging clusters of berries appear, which remain on the bush for a long time.
The red fruits have a sour and bitter taste and are edible to humans, but are slightly poisonous in large quantities when raw. In some countries the berries are processed into jam. The berries can withstand the winter well
Depuis mai 2015, la municipalité de Tielt-Winge -Belgium, dans le Brabant flamand, est un lieu qui témoigne de la singularité de l'architecture de paysage. Une structure fascinante qui atténue la distinction entre une tour et un escalier flotte au-dessus du célèbre Kabouterbos ( forêt de conte de fées) et attire la curiosité de nombreux résidents et passants de Tielt. Le volume fascinant de l’acier est revêtu d’acier inoxydable de haut en bas.
Les exigences du cahier des charges reflétaient cet objectif: la nouvelle tour devait être entièrement construite en métal, mesurer au moins dix mètres de haut, comporter un abri et résister à toute forme de vandalisme.
Au lieu d'une construction classique avec un escalier en colimaçon, le designer a conçu un volume suspendu sans trop de fioritures décoratives. Le «Vlooybergtoren», comme on l'appelle, mesure 11, 28 mètres de haut (la plate-forme supérieure déborde de 10, 08 mètres + mur de rambarde de 1, 20 mètre) et est construit sur une sous-structure galvanisée revêtue d'acier patiné, une allusion subtile au typique brun-rouge. couleur de la pierre de fer dans la région de Hageland. Au total, l’imposante tour d’escalier ne pèse pas moins de treize tonnes.
Selon les propres mots du concepteur, la modélisation de la tour Vlooyberg était «une guerre contre son propre poids». Pour s'assurer que la structure serait suffisamment solide et ne s'affaisserait pas, il calculait manuellement les forces agissant sur chaque élément. Ses conclusions ont donné à la tour d'escalier sa forme et ses dimensions ultimes. La structure évolue de grande, lourde et forte, à petite, légère et mince. Le mur de garde-corps fonctionne comme une poutre structurelle qui confère à la structure en acier une solidité et une stabilité suffisantes pour résister aux forces agissant sur elle. Deux amortisseurs de vibrations garantissent que la tour d'escalier ne commence pas à vibrer sous le pied.
La structure a été entièrement préfabriquée et assemblée sur le site section par section. En fin de compte, l'installation n'a duré qu'une demi-journée. En tant que monument à forte valeur iconique, la tour Vlooyberg met en valeur, au sens propre et figuré, le profil de la belle région autour de Tielt-Winge. Les habitants de Tielt, les passants fortunés et les amateurs d'architecture moderne apprécient énormément ce monument fascinant.
Since May 2015, the municipality of Tielt-Winge -Belgium, in Flemish Brabant, has been a place that bears witness to the uniqueness of landscape architecture. A fascinating structure that softens the distinction between a tower and a staircase floats above the famous Kabouterbos (fairytale forest) and attracts the curiosity of many residents and passers-by of Tielt. The fascinating volume of the steel is coated with stainless steel from top to bottom.
The specifications reflected this objective: the new tower had to be constructed entirely of metal, be at least ten meters high, include a shelter and be resistant to all forms of vandalism.
Instead of a classic construction with a spiral staircase, the designer designed a suspended volume without too many decorative frills. The "Vlooybergtoren", as it is called, is 11.28 meters high (the upper platform overhangs 10.08 meters + guardrail wall of 1.20 meters) and is built on a coated galvanized substructure. of patinated steel, a subtle allusion to the typical brown-red. color of the iron stone in the Hageland region. In total, the imposing staircase tower weighs no less than thirteen tons.
In the designer's own words, the modeling of the Vlooyberg Tower was "a war against its own weight". To ensure that the structure would be strong enough and not sag, he would manually calculate the forces acting on each element. His findings gave the staircase tower its ultimate shape and dimensions. The structure evolves from big, heavy and strong, to small, light and thin. The guardrail wall functions as a structural beam which gives the steel structure sufficient strength and stability to withstand the forces acting on it. Two vibration dampers ensure that the stair tower does not start to vibrate underfoot.
The structure was completely prefabricated and assembled on site section by section. In the end, the installation only took half a day. As a monument of high iconic value, the Vlooyberg Tower highlights, literally and figuratively, the profile of the beautiful region around Tielt-Winge. Tielt residents, wealthy passers-by and lovers of modern architecture greatly appreciate this fascinating monument.
This time of the year in Denmark. Fields get this fantastic red color that reflects life... Amazing how poppies look so beautiful and delicate with a very thin stem... and yet they withstand storms...
Thinking of Blencathra (by me)
Blencathra,
Climbed it yesterday,
A loaf of bread clawed at,
A limb in the earth wounded,
Noble, buttressed, withstanding,
Ascending from middle finger, two tiny forms,
Neither ideally suited to the task,
Still, neither too naive,
Hallsfell, a bulbous tuber, narrows as it rises,
Fatty at its base,
Boney by its peak,
A rib visible through flesh,
As the two forms rise it rises,
Raised by the eastern lung of the Northern Fells,
To the west Skiddaw swells in sympathy,
Blencathra breathes a gentle breeze,
The two forms drink water and catch their own breaths.
As 400 comes through Oakland, it passes the only true, definitive relic from the Nickel Plate, this signal that protected movement across the Pennsylvania Railroad branch to Peoria. The PRR was removed through here in the mid-80's having survived PRR, PC, CR and short line Prairie Central. Somehow, this signal withstands the test of time.
From my garden … and resting on two gardening books.
Sadly most of the gardening books I've found reference the milder climate found in southern England! So I've learnt to search online and locally to find out what in the garden can withstand Scottish winter temperatures. I keep reminding myself that we are on the same latitude as Moscow! Happily the rhododendron bushes (one white and one red) bloom beautifully.
For the 'Smile on Saturday' group: "Regard the R..."😊
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Still Life Compositions: Here
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After 2 agonizing years we are finally off to Portugal once again ... I bring this photo forward from a previous trip to head up my photostream until our return. It will be good to see Rosa's family after all this time. Wish us safe travels if you might - I shall catch up with all of your fine photography on our return. Cheers, Michael
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It was a good test of my cameras ability to withstand rain ... and it passed the test with aplomb. I took a number of photos (see first comment box) but the one above is my personal favourite of the day. There is something about the irony of the message embedded in the graffiti and the position of his umbrella and the 'don't walk' signal. Even the leaping jaguar on his bag seems to fit. Cheers!
- Loures, Portugal -
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'Enigma'
Yes, and that.
We are many things
And not others.
Our caste, our genes, experiences
A mystery to ourselves
Painted false colours in reminisces
And some forget to be conscious
And prefer the dullness of
Satiation of eye and ear
Until death closes them.
To live is pain and joy and beauty
And grief and light and the dark.
Slivers of truth were meant to
Mark purpose and make it
Worth the effort.
To decorate our essence.
Who can extract a man from his extremes
When he thinks he is right?
Who can extract a man
From his vices
When his vices speak loudest?
Who can save a nation
From its ruin
Whilst the few wield their
Dire damages
On the many who march in stupid file
To another brink.
I am at times vortex, my anger spinning
Until it plays out
I am at other times friend,
Able to forgive as I have been forgiven.
May I always be conscious.
C.Hill
Silts are areas outside the dykes without vegetation that are flooded with every high tide. When a silt is completely surrounded by water like an island, we call it a plate.
Many types of worms and shells live in the bottom of the plates and silts. They serve as food for the many bird species. The plates are also very important for the seals. They rest there and they suckle their young. To protect nature, you’re not allowed to walk on silts and plates when they dry up.
Only when silts become high enough, we see the first plants: Common Cord-grass and Glasswort. This can gradually lead to the formation of a salt marsh. A salt marsh is an area outside the dykes covered with plants, through which winding creeks run. During high tide these creeks are filled with water; they are dry at low tide. Only in case of extremely high water levels does the salt marsh flood. This means that plants growing on the salt marshes must be able to withstand salt water, such as glasswort and sea lavender.
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A bunch of eco-friendly paper straws (measuring approx 4.5cm across).
I've had to step back a bit from photography the last few weeks as life has hit some rocky patches (not withstanding our crazy British politics!). I hope to be slowly getting back into it again.
Have a great week and HMM!
Angelface aka Pink Angelonia or Summer Snapdragon, is a plant originating in Argentina and engineered to withstand heat and drought conditions of our Texas heat. Seen here sharing a bed with White Angelonia in my little garden.
Fate whispers to the warrior, 'You can not withstand the storm.'
The warrior whispers back, 'I am the storm.'
Unknown
This past week most of Ontario went through a major ice storm. The temperatures dropped below freezing then hovered in the -1 -2 Celsius range for three days; all the while it rained heavily, causing major chaos on the roads and covering trees and roads in a thick sheet of ice. Branches too weak to withstand the heavy Burdon of the thick ice, snapped some trees even splitting in two, leaving such a mess for people to clean up. Many were without power for days. Where we live in Brampton the damage was not as bad as in the Barrie and northernmost areas of southern Ontario.
On Saturday after much of the ice had melted and the roads had dried, Karen and I went to Heart Lake to take some photos. In stark contrast to the past few days the sun was shining and the trees were glistening with the remaining ice. all around us you could hear the crash and roar of falling ice and snapping branches. Though these photos don’t reveal any of that chaos but portray a peaceful scene of tranquil beauty. seemingly as if the past few days had not even happened at all.
This photo taken of the other side of the lake I think turned out really well. it took on the look of an oil painting, which I absolulty love.
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Pedestrian walkway on Williamsburg Bridge that connects Manhattan with Williamsburg section of Brooklyn. The Williamsburg Bridge when it open in 1903 it 1600 foot span was the longest suspension bridge in the world. The bridge was designed with massive stiffening trusses whose tolerances were spec’ed to withstand high winds and to support rail traffic on the span. When it was designed to support trains, trolleys, horse drawn carriages and pedestrians and was the last major bridge not designed for motor vehicles. In the 1920’s when automobile proliferation had grown, the trolley tracks were removed. Interesting tidbit is that on the Manhattan side, there is a rather large underground trolley terminal that still is in existence, not in use that was supposed to be slated for a ‘lowline’ version of the very famous and popular Highline park however the momentum of that seems to have lost its steam. - [ ] #developportdev @gothamtomato @developphotonewsletter @omsystem.cameras #excellent_america #omsystem @bheventspace @bhphoto @adorama @tamracphoto @tiffencompany #usaprimeshot @nycurbanism @nybucketlist #nycprimeshot @nycprimeshot #bridges #suspensionbridge
La Plaça del Palau está situada delante del Palacio de Altamira donde se hallan restos de antiguas edificaciones.
En la Plaza podremos disfrutar de las vistas de las fuentes que van emitiendo distintas cantidades de agua y a direrentes alturas y ritmos, a los visitantes que van en la época estival esto le viene muy bien pues se respira un ambiente fresquito que ayuda a soportar el calor.
The Plaça del Palau is located in front of the Altamira Palace where there are remains of old buildings.
In the Plaza we can enjoy the views of the fountains that emit different amounts of water and at different heights and rhythms, for visitors who go in the summer this is very good because they breathe a cool atmosphere that helps to withstand the heat.
Elche (Baix Vinalopó/ Alicante / Spain)
The impressive Emperor Dragonfly (Anax imperator) is rather appropriately named, for its bulky stature places it firmly in top spot as the largest British Dragonfly. Its naming seems doubly appropriate when witnessing the imperial nature with which this feisty insect goes about its business. It really is big, with the largest individuals topping out at over 8cm, a figure that gives it a legitimate claim for the title of 'UK's largest insect.' The wingspan is even longer, though its lightweight frame denies it top prize in the weight category, bested by some terrestrial insects. Not only are they big, they're fast and have magnificent stamina. This may see them reaching speeds of over 20mph, flying higher and further than the majority of other species and patrolling their territories almost endlessly. The Emperor belongs to a family of medium-large dragonflies, Aeshnidae, loosely known as the 'Hawkers', who all hunt and pursue prey in flight. Both sexes are particularly distinctive, displaying an apple-green thorax and long black line running the length of the abdomen, which is blue in the male, green in the female.
Though the mighty Emperor is large, it would have been dwarfed by some of its ancient ancestors, who prowled the oxygen-rich Carboniferous skies 300 million years ago. By the end of the Permian, around 250 million years back, some of today's familiar taxonomic dragonfly families were already beginning to be formed. This extraordinary lineage marks the dragonflies (Anisoptera) as perhaps the most remarkable winged wonders on the planet. Their evolution has enabled sensational feats of aerial agility, huge flight muscles within the thorax directly connected to their beating wings. As the thorax is quite simply a powerhouse of locomotion, the interior of the exoskeleton is heavily strengthened to withstand the huge forces generated. It's a rather wonderful morphological feature as each wing is carefully controlled by a separate muscle. This results in exquisite flight control, an ability to twist the wings on both upstroke and downstroke providing immediate lift and flawless control. The power generated creates vortexes of 'unsteady airflow' which sound disastrous, but may in fact pave the way for the development of future aircraft. Their mastery of the air has already inspired advances in drone technology and space exploration.
The male Emperor has a supremely territorial nature. He won't just chase away intruders, he'll viciously clash with other Dragonflies in bouts of aerial supremacy. The rasping sounds of their chitinous wings colliding may travel a surprising distance and now is a marvellous time to start observing these titanic battles, typically over larger well-vegetated waterbodies. When not on 'fighter patrol' the Emperor will be chasing down a variety of insects, using its well-positioned legs to catch and hold them up to its mandibles whilst it feasts. It'll rarely alight, though a taste for large butterflies and even other dragonflies means it may have little choice but to stop and eat on occasion. Though an adult Emperor may live for a couple of months or more, it'll spend around ten times longer living underwater as an aggressive predatory larvae. These are as voracious as the adults and will gorge on anything smaller than themselves, including tadpoles and small fish, caught using well-developed eyesight, powerful jaws and an incredible form of underwater 'jet propulsion.' As they spend such a significant time living aquatically, the ongoing conservation of our waterways is key to their continued success. The creation of new wetland habitat, cleaning-up of rivers and warming climate have all contributed to the northward march of the Emperor as it continues to colonise new areas.
Salvia rosmarinus, commonly known as rosemary, is a shrub with fragrant, evergreen, needle-like leaves and white, pink, purple, or blue flowers, native to the Mediterranean region. Until 2017, it was known by the scientific name Rosmarinus officinalis, now a synonym. It is a member of the mint family Lamiaceae, which includes many other medicinal and culinary herbs. The name rosemary derives from Latin ros marinus (dew of the sea). The plant is also sometimes called anthos, from the ancient Greek word ἄνθος, meaning flower;. Rosemary has a fibrous root system. Rosemary is an aromatic evergreen shrub with leaves similar to hemlock needles. It is native to the Mediterranean and Asia, but is reasonably hardy in cool climates. It can withstand droughts, surviving a severe lack of water for lengthy periods. In some parts of the world, it is considered a potentially invasive species. The seeds are often difficult to start, with a low germination rate and relatively slow growth, but the plant can live as long as 30 years. 43524
The physical sun is the realm of the higher souls of the more pure and evolutionary in the Cosmos. Your soul has to be very pure and high evolutionally to be able to enter the heavenly realms of the Sun. All the other angelic souls go the Moon realm and planetary realms and the non so evolutionary souls go to the Nether worlds below Earth, to the Patala underworlds or Ades of the ancient Greeks. Below Ades or Patala is Naraka what we call Hell worlds or Tartara in ancient Greek.
The souls that live now in the Sun realm we may call them gods for they are responsible and guardians of the Earth and the planetary worlds. The fate and destiny of the Earth is in their hands and they control its fate.
Now we enter the Solar maximum when we have many explosions of the sun in the form of flares bombarding our Earth and its (magnetic) atmosphere. These flares now have significant power and energy energising the Earth and its inhabitants. The flares that hit the Earth in this period of Solar maximum will have a great spiritual and energetic and purifying effect in all beings now living on Earth. The physical beings now living on Earth even the plants and animals will have to be purified in order to withstand these higher energies coming from the Sun. Not everyone will manage to withstand these purifications waves coming from the sun and many will succumb to them not being able to withstanding its energies for they have not been prepared by God to handle these high elevated energies. Many will suffer from illnesses and various karmas not being able to handle these purifying energies. The purification of the energy of the sun will continue non stop through this year and the next till all that remains on Earth is purified.
Many souls knew this coming and had prepare themselves by purifying their bodies with pure sathwic foods and purifying their minds and heart with godly thoughts and sentiments loving all Gods creations. The Avatar of the Lord also descended on Earth and gathered the lovers of God beside Him the previous decades and gave them the instructions and teachings necessary to purify their souls and bodies to be able to withstand the purification rays coming from the sun this solar maximum.
From this purification that is now happening from the Sun rays and flares all the consciousness on Earth will rise to an unprecedented level heralding the Golden Age of humanity and closing the Kali Yuga of wars and strife and vengeance among the souls now living on Earth.
The Earth and its inhabitants are now entering a new Era of peace and love and truth and justice after this purification ends in the next two years and only those who will withstand this purification happening now will continue to live and inhabit the Earth.
Only deva, that is God like people will walk on the surface of the Earth during this Golden Age of humanity called by the Veda as the Sathya Yuga, the Age of Truth.
So do not be afraid and in panic for the gods living now in the Sun realm know what are they doing and how they will use the flares that are ejected by the sun. They hold the destiny of Earth in their hands trusted by the almighty God fully in unison with Him. At the right time a big flare will emanate from the Sun that will finish the purification process and then Earth and its inhabitants will shine in a new splendour, the splendour of the Golden Age of Truth !
West Cornwall Covered Bridge
Litchfield County
Cornwall, Connecticut
February 2018
The West Cornwall Covered Bridge is a wooden covered lattice truss bridge carrying the Sharon-Goshen Turnpike over the Housatonic River in the town of Cornwall, Connecticut. Records indicate that a bridge may have been in place in this location as early as 1762.
A previous bridge was destroyed in the flood of 1837 and a new bridge was constructed in 1841. This bridge would also be destroyed and the current bridge would be completed circa 1864. Utilizing the central pier from the previous incarnation, despite the Town lattice being able to withstand the weight and single span, the bridge has two spans. The later addition of queen trusses and supports gives the bridge an unusual appearance.
Modernization of the bridge in 1968 and 1973 has continued to let the bridge handle traffic.
It was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1975.
The forehead feathers of Virginia Rails are adapted to withstand wear and tear that results from pushing through dense and often sharp marsh vegetation.
The Virginia Rail is more adept at walking on soft mud than swimming, but it occasionally swims across wetlands and even dives underwater, propelling itself with its wings.
Origins of Scotland’s famous Forth Bridge
The plan to construct the Forth Bridge was brought up after a former project to construct a suspension railway bridge at the Firth of Forth, designed by Sir Thomas Bouch, was halted because of the collapse of the Tay Bridge at the Firth of Tay in 1879, which was also built under his supervision.
Authorisation and contracts to build the Forth Bridge were given in 1882, with the acceptance of the cantilever structure designed by Fowler and Baker. The bridge was designed to withstand strong winds, as the Tay Bridge had collapsed because of such weather conditions.
Construction work commenced with the capital for construction funded by Midland Railway (32.5%), North British Railway (30%), North Eastern Railway (18.75%) and Great Northern Railway (18.75%). The total cost for constructing the bridge was estimated to be £3.2m.
The bridge was first tested and used in January 1890, where two 1,000ft-long trains consisting of a locomotive with 50 wagons each passed across the bridge side-by-side through the south entrance. Forth Rail Bridge was finally commissioned in March 1890.
Design and construction of the railway bridge
Forth Bridge is 8,094ft (2,467m) long, with trains passing through the double track at a height of 151ft (46m) above the river at high tide. The three double-cantilever towers stand 361ft (110.03m) tall on granite pier foundations. The two main spans of the bridge are 1,710ft (521m), the two side spans are 680ft and the 15 approach spans are 168ft.
The bridge consists of three separate four-tower high, double-cantilevers, which are joined by 350ft long girders and connected to the main structure of the bridge by huge rivets. The cantilevers are supported by granite piers.
The river bed at the south cantilever, which is 91ft below the high-water level, made use of compressed air to stop water pouring into the working chamber at the base, while the other cantilevers were constructed using caissons measuring 70ft in diameter.
Foundations were constructed using cylinders, which were lowered using sandbags. Working chambers were created to pump compressed air, whereas airlocks and airshafts provided access for men and materials.
Bridge construction was carried in two phases. The first phase, carried out from 1882 to 1885, involved works on the substructure, including sinking the caissons and constructing the foundations and piers to support the superstructure. The superstructure, which weighs approximately 51,324t, was built from 1886 to 1890.
Altogether, the construction of the bridge made use of 53,000t of steel, 20,950 cubic metres (m3) of granite, 6,780m3 of stone, 49,200m3 of concrete, 50t of cement and 6.5 million rivets.
Steel used for the construction was manufactured by Frederick Siemens (England) and Pierre and Emile Martin (France). At the peak of construction, more than 4,000 workers were associated with building the railway bridge.
Le loup arctique vit sur la neige et la glace de l’extrême Nord du Canada et du Groenland.
En général, seul le mâle alpha et la femelle alpha ont le droit de se reproduire. La gestation dure environ 2 mois vers mai, la femelle met bas entre 2 et 5 louveteaux dans un abri ou
une tanière protégeant du froid rigoureux.
Les loups sont des animaux sociables qui vivent en meute. A la tête de la meute se trouve un mâle alpha et une femelle alpha qui décideront notamment de l’ordre dans lequel s’effectue l’alimentation. Hurler sert à garder le contact social, à maintenir la cohésion du groupe, mais aussi à marquer et à protéger le territoire.
L’épaisse fourrure du loup arctique lui permet de résister à des températures extrêmement basses.
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The arctic wolf lives on the snow and ice of far northern Canada and Greenland.
In general, only the alpha male and the alpha female are allowed to reproduce. Gestation lasts about 2 months around May, the female gives birth between 2 and 5 cubs in a shelter or
a den protecting from the harsh cold.
Wolves are social animals that live in packs. At the head of the pack there is an alpha male and an alpha female who will decide in particular the order in which the feeding takes place. Howling is used to keep social contact, to maintain the cohesion of the group, but also to mark and protect the territory.
The thick fur of the arctic wolf allows it to withstand temperatures
extremely low.
Amsterdam - Noorder IJpolder.
Langs het snelfietspad naar Zaandam.
The Highland Cow (Scottish Gaelic: Bò Ghàidhealach; Scots: Hielan coo) is a Scottish breed of rustic cattle. It originated in the Scottish Highlands and the Outer Hebrides islands of Scotland and has long horns and a long shaggy coat. It is a hardy breed, bred to withstand the intemperate conditions in the region (Wp).
De Noorder IJpolder is een van de in 1872 drooggemaakte IJpolders langs het Noordzeekanaal. In 1880 werden de gronden verkocht aan de gemeente Amsterdam. Het aanvankelijk agrarische karakter van de polder maakte gaandeweg plaats voor woonbebouwing, industrie en haventerreinen (Wp).
Nunca me subestimes aunque seas el mismísimo diablo y me susurres al oído que no resistiré la tormenta.
Yo soy la tormenta .!
Never underestimate me even if you are the devil himself and you whisper in my ear that I will not withstand the storm.
I am the storm!
Le long du quai de la Bruche (à proximité des Ponts Couverts) se trouve le plus vieux platane de la ville de Strasbourg. Il y a plus de 300 ans, un immense noyer était à cet endroit mais il ne résista pas au rigueur de l'hiver de 1704. Il fallu l'abattre. L'actuel platane est son authentique successeur
Le quai de la Bruche avait, jusqu’à la Révolution française, pour nom Wasserzoll. Ce nom était dû à la taxe qui était alors appliquée sur les marchandises entrant dans Strasbourg par voie d’eau. Ce droit de péage était prélevé par la ville à cet endroit.
Along the Quai de la Bruche (near the covered Bridges) is the oldest plane tree in the city of Strasbourg. More than 300 years ago, an immense walnut tree was there, but it did not withstand the rigor of the winter of 1704. It had to be felled. The current plane tree is his authentic successor
The Quai de la Bruche had, until the French Revolution, for the name Wasserzoll. This name was due to the tax that was then applied to goods entering Strasbourg by water. This toll was levied by the city at this location.
Snowdon Summit’s Visitor Centre, Hafod Eryri, first opened in June 2009. It receives on average half a million visitors a year and it’s not hard to see why. On a clear day the views can stretch as far as Ireland. On arrival at the Summit, railway passengers and walkers are welcomed in to a modern contemporary environment, an amazing feat of engineering on the top of a mountain. This unique building was built to withstand the mountain weather conditions, whilst blending in with its natural surroundings. The building is clad in oak and granite, and panoramic windows reveal wonderful views to the valleys below. During your 30 minute stopover you can venture to the cairn of the highest mountain in Wales and England, 1085m above sea level.
"Les Braves"
Les Braves is a war memorial that is located on the shores of Omaha Beach in the village of St. Laurent-sur-Mer in Normandy, France and commemorates the fallen American soldiers, of World War ll who have lost their lives on the beaches of Normandy, June 6th 1944.
The memorial represents three elements: The Wings of Hope, Rise Freedom, and the Wings Of Fraternity. French sculptor Anilore Banon, created the monument in 2004, commissioned by the French government to commemorate the 60th anniversary of the D-Day Invasion Of Normandy. In the center, there are seven stainless steel columns and a group of five columns that curve upwards, two columns stand upright, with the tallest reaching 30 feet. Stainless steel wings gracefully stand on both sides.
Intended only as a temporary art piece, the sculpture still stands on the shores of Omaha Beach widely due to public interest and petition. The sculpture has been described as a blend of art and nature and has been able to withstand the forces of nature surprisingly well.
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Sanctuaire George Montgomery .
Température des derniers weekends... Soleil, froid et grands vents !
Les griffes plantées dans la glace, cette belle Mésange bicolore résiste à une rafale de vent.
Temperature of last weekends ... Sun, cold and high winds!
The claws planted in the ice, this beautiful Tufted Titmouse withstand a gust of wind.
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Born in 1776, William John Bankes was as a young man an aide-de-camp to the Duke of Wellington and became an active Member of Parliament.
While in residence at Kingston Lacy, William John made many changes, including the installation of the Egyptian obelisk that may be seen in the gardens to this day. One of the first things he did was to plant a beech avenue lining the road from near the house’s entrance drive to beyond Badbury Rings. The road was a turnpike, and the Bankes family enjoyed the revenue from it. The avenue was a birthday gift to William John’s mother, Frances, and there were 365 trees on one side of the road for each day of the year and 366 on the other, for a leap year.
Today the road is the B3082, the main route between Wimborne and Blandford. The trees are not surprisingly showing signs of age and disease. The National Trust have so far replaced some seventy of them with hornbeams, which are just as attractive but are better able to withstand the disadvantages of being alongside a busy road.
Text courtesy of Dorset Life Magazine.
Wildflowers grow from mere dust to reach their full potential.
Wildflowers grow well, even in adverse soil conditions.
Wildflowers don't require late nights at the office to grow.
Wildflowers grow thick and stick together.
Wildflowers grow strong and tall.
Wildflowers display their brilliant personalities for all to see.
Wildflowers withstand drought and grow all the more beautiful when watered.
Wildflowers withstand frost and hale.
Wildflowers last late in the season, when other flowers have given up.
Are you a wildflower?
by David Leonhardt
The Mercedarians were the first to establish a male monastery at the former Santiago de Guatemala.
The cross in stone at the atrium and the rooms behind the main altar are the oldest structures in La Merced and date from the seventeenth century. In 1749 Juan de Dios Estrada was commissioned with the construction of the luxurious sanctuary and cloister. He erected a building of low height designed to withstand earthquakes based on the experiences of the tremor of 1751. Arches and columns are wider to cope with the quakes. It was opened in 1767.
The effigy of Jesus Christ holding the cross was carved in 1650 by Alonzo de la Paz y Toledo.