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A collage for my 365 pictures project..a walk through the old part of Poole on my way back from the shops 06.12.2014
The Rufous Hummingbird (Selasphorus rufus) is a small hummingbird, about 8 cm long (3 inches) with a long, straight and very slender bill. The female is slightly larger than the male.
The adult male, (shown in the photo), has a white breast, rufous face, upperparts, flanks and tail and an iridescent orange-red throat patch (gorget). Some males have some green on back and/or crown. The female has green upperparts with some white, some iridescent orange feathers in the center of the throat, and a dark tail with white tips and rufous base. Females and the rare green-backed males are extremely difficult to differentiate from Allen's Hummingbird. This is a typical-sized hummingbird, being a very small bird. It weighs 2–5 g (0.071–0.18 oz), measures 7–9 cm (2.8–3.5 in) long and spans 11 cm (4.3 in) across the wings.
They feed on nectar from flowers using a long extendible tongue or catch insects on the wing. These birds require frequent feeding while active during the day and become torpid at night to conserve energy.
Because of their small size, they are vulnerable to insect-eating birds and animals.
Exposition Park in Los Angeles, California. It has been called "one of the city's best-kept secrets". It was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1991.
Bob Dolan runs the news stand at Wall St and Broad St in the heard of the New York City financial district. I posted a shot of him a couple of weeks ago and it was very well received. Thanks for all the views, favs, and comments. I went back there today to say hello and let him know he was famous :) I learned his name, and I also learned that he has been working this spot since the 1980s. He also was an extra in Ghost and had a chance to walk down the street near Patrick Swayze. He liked the picture of him that I posted. I don't think this one is a good as the first one, but iI wanted to say thanks and give folks a chance to learn a bit about this guy. Thanks Bob!
This is a different mosquito-like Dance Fly in the family Empididae on a male staminate catkin of Arroyo Willow (Salix lasiolepis, Salicaceae) by the creek. This one is visibly different from the ones I show in this photo, smaller and blacker. It's dusted with pollen from the flowers. These tiny flies do a great job of transporting pollen as they go back and forth between the separate male and female plants of this dioecious tree. HFDF! (San Marcos Pass, 16 February 2017)
We've had more than 8-1/2 inches of rain since last night, and it's still coming as I type this! It was raining so hard today that I never got out, and the highway was closed from both ends anyway. I'll get out tomorrow to inspect the damage, but the creeks drop fast after the rain stops. I would like to see the lake. The river peaked today at 13,200 cfs - a lot of water under the bridge! I can't find any news, but the lake must be filling after being down below ten percent capacity during the drought - just a month ago. Sounds crazy, but it's happened before. It's nice how San Marcos Pass was the target for this storm - just as the NWS forecast.
(Hah - three of us foolish friends carried a raft down to Gibraltor Dam and rafted down the Santa Ynez River to the first crossing after the "March Miracle" rains of 1991 when we got almost 20 inches of rain in one week. We got to the end after dark to be greeted by the Search & Rescue people that Julie had called who were wondering what to do about us. I'm glad I did it, but never again!)
A few unpublished shots from my album.
Dhotrey/ Dhotre, is a small settlement (8,500ft ), amidst the forests of sub Himalayan Bengal within the buffer zone of Singalila National Park, belonging to Eastern Himalaya. Trekkers and nature lovers can stay at Dhotrey, in the village huts or in the trekker's huts, the total capacity being 40. The huts can be booked from the DGHC counter in Calcutta, New Delhi, Siliguri or Darjeeling. Car, jeep and bus services are available regularly from Darjeeling, Sukhiapokhri and NJP via Manebhanjang.
Located 11 kms from Darjeeling, Dhotrey offers a wonderful trek to Tonglu (7km) through an exquisite forest trail thus letting you avoid conventional trek from Manebhanjang. One can enjoy a majestic view of Kanchendzonga range throughout the trekking rout from Dhotrey to Tonglu on a clear sunny day.
A rain shower had just passed and the clouds were breaking up in the evening sky. I had wandered for the better part of the day through some of the most beautiful land in Northern Michigan. Earlier in the day walked along a crystal clear trout stream. It was cold and clean. It was in time for a break for lunch and I sat and listened to the beautiful noise the water made as it flowed in and around the natural obstacles in the stream. I sat amongst the cedars, along the banks and watched as a rainbow trout came in and out of a hole. It was quiet and I could hear and feel the vibration as the trout moved swiftly. I plucked a cedar branch and cleared it smooth. It had a bow to it, perfect for a fishing pole. I imagined casting out a line and catching lunch. Nothing is better than fresh trout over an open fire. After just enough casting I was on my way as I had to reach the lakeshore before nightfall. As late afternoon came the skies darkened and no sooner did the rain start. I was not far from a cabin on the lake and made my way to it just as the forests were dripping heavily. A three sided woodshed would provide the shelter I needed to stay dry. The rain danced off the tin roof and soothed my soul. I thought about the day and all the gifts presented to me on this day. How is it that I am so blessed to be listening to the rain and feeling a warmth flow through my body from the emotions provided in the depths of the forest, the rain lasted only as long as it should and the sky started to break up and the clouds were mirrored on the pond just in front of me. It was time for the show and I had found the place I was going to rest for the night. I melted as the sun bounced off the clouds and made the most brilliant patterns in the sky. The reflections were astounding. So many reminders to the good in this day and Nature as provided me with yet another true Blessing in my Life. So fortunate to be a part of the Earth I walk on. Blessed is a Life when touched by Nature! What a Life my Friends!
Just a lot of things i love!
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This is a landmark hotel in Edinburgh center. It's the kind of hotel you've only ever read about in murder mysteries or seen in movies. All the rich people stay here and the concierge knows everyone by name and is perfectly happy to hold on to a handkerchief he found by the stairwell with some cryptic initials on it, for the lady in the blue satin dress who dropped it after returning in a visibly upset state at 2AM last night.
It's right next to the railway station and travelers would stay here before their onward journeys.
It has a tower clock which is set to run 2 minutes faster, to help the passengers out. Because some people just can't be on time for anything, ever.
This photo features a woman standing behind a counter in a food stand, possibly a coffee shop or a food truck. She is wearing a yellow apron and appears to be preparing food or coffee for customers. The counter is filled with various items, including multiple cups, bottles, and a bowl.
There are several cups placed on the counter, with some closer to the woman and others further away. Additionally, there are multiple bottles scattered around the counter, likely containing beverages or condiments. The woman seems to be focused on her task, ready to serve customers as they approach the food stand.
For a week, a man has been walking a dog in my local manor of Dennistoun, in Glasgow, and is greeted with locals with their phonecams out.
Why? Well, you can see why. The Man And His Dug has been a local fixture this week. They are the creations of art duo Jarsdell Solutions, who are the current resident artists at the severely underrated Market Gallery in Duke Street, who have been going for almost 2 decades without much notice, except for when their art happenings have spilled onto the street, and roped them in. Such as, for example, this one.
This is the closing event. It took the form of a walking tour, in which we walk with the Man and his Dug across Dennistoun, as well as Mr Francis McKee, who filled us in on the alternative history of Dennistoun: it's radical workers history, the politics (Both sexual [!], and Temperance [!!!] led) behind cafes where you can get ice cream...
That, and the fact that the last stand of the Native Americans pre-genocide was living here in the last years of the 1800's courtesy of Buffalo Bill, whose statue is a block-and-a-half from where I live. With, what I suppose, you could call their "entourage", and by all accounts I have read, they rocked the place, and they could drink everyone under the table.
The dog walk ended in Market Gallery's main space. In fact, it might be their only space soon. At which point, the point about the Man and His Dug became clearer: it's partly old history of Denistoun, but also modern Dennistoun, and what's happening right now.
What's happening is this: The post office in Duke Street is moving. It's current office: lovely, expensive building, about to be sold off- makes some money! So, where are they going to move? The answer? The two main spaces of Market Gallery. I don't blame the spaces owners- the Reidvale Housing Association- they're between a rock and hard place. The area needs a Post Office.
Ever since I first came to Denistoun in the early 2000's I was worried about gentrification of the local area, and it's implications of trendy capitalism verses it's effects on the locals (such as myself), and here I am in 2017, taking photos of a walking exhibit about it's effects.
All of these things, after we walked with The Dug and His Man, we were ready to discuss it, and discuss it we blimmin well did. I remember seeing the invite in Facebook to this event, and it mentioning "discussion", and I'm thinking: "Hm", but it was: proper discussion, pretty much from the off, with real people, people like me, about Denistoun's past, present, and future.
The Rail Diesel Car, better known as simply RDCs, became a popular self-propelled contraption designed by the Budd Company in the late 1940s. They were clad in the company's attractive stainless steel. Since the RDC could be operated singly or in tandem it is also known as a diesel multiple unit or DMU. The car was 85 feet long and could hold 90 patrons. For power it featured two Detroit Diesel V6 prime movers (originally used on tanks during World War II), capable of producing between 250 and 280 horsepower each and mounted beneath the floor. The purpose of duel engines was quite calculated. Engineers allowed them to operate independently from one another so in the event that one failed the other would be able to allow the car to finish its journey without being stranded. Since the Rail Diesel Car most often, particularly during its early years, operated singly this added feature came in extremely handy and resulted in few incidents of breakdown out on the main line.
The original RDC-1, which sold 239 units was essentially a basic coach. However, the next model to be released, the RDC-2 (which sold 67 examples), was a combination design with seating for only 70 passengers and the rest of the space designated for baggage or mail (and included a sliding freight door). The next model was the RDC-3, also 85 feet long which was a combination/Railway Post Office (RPO) and could seat 48 passengers (48 of these were ultimately purchased). Then there was the RDC-4 design. Interestingly, this unit held no passengers at all and was meant only as a baggage/RPO. It sold just 14 units. Finally there was the RDC-9. It could best be described as a "B" unit since there was no cab with seating only available (for 94) and was meant to operated in tandem with an early, cabbed model. Surprisingly, the original Rail Diesel Car was always Budd's bestselling design. Altogether the company sold 404 units to numerous Class Is, and other railroads. Systems like Amtrak, BC Rail, VIA Rail, the Massachusetts Bay Transportation Authority (MBTA), and others all continued to use RDCs through the 1970s and 1980s. Even today, VIA still operates a few.
Adapted from: www.american-rails.com/rdcs.html
a cross my dad brought back from a mission trip to peru
prayer beads blessed by his holiness the dali lama my mom brought back from a trip to hear him speak
these things lead me up and down roads
in their own ways
and in my own
and oh,
oh,
those beautiful raindrops
i was baptised methodist before i could walk or talk, i grew up popping in and out of an episcopal church, a presbyterian church, a unitarian church, i learned about womens spirituality, i made popsicle stick crosses at vacation bible school in the summers through my daycare, i went to a unitarian summer camp in the mountains where i grew faith that no matter how foggy, those beautiful blueridge mountains were always there behind the clouds, i was scolded and separated from lindsey in the pews because we would giggle at the old woman snoring behind us during sermons, i got an om tattooed forever on my back, i smoked a native american peace pipe, a buddhist geshe slept across the hall from my bedroom every other weekend in high school
really, i don't know what any of that means
i have a profound respect for people who have a deep faith
mostly though, i believe in the kindness of people.