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La Ceja, Colombia; 2.300 meters above sea level.
The Roadside Hawk, which is found from northern Mexico south to Argentina, is one of the most widespread raptors of the neotropics. This species shows considerable geographic variation across its wide distribution, with 12 currently recognized subspecies.
The Roadside Hawk is so named due to its preference for the edges of forest. It feeds on a variety of small prey including reptiles and small mammals, but mainly feeds on insects.
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The Katsura is a deciduous tree with red or green flowers on different trees. These tiny red flowers indicate a male tree. My husband chose this for planting.
Loving trees. Loving this rainy day.
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This might come as a big surprise to all my friends here on flickr but there is a new addition to the family. Please welcome wee Tilly. Ashala has got a new baby sister. Tilly is a 5 and half month old border collie and is a wee rescue dog from The Pound. My sister Gina seen a ad for her on one of her Whatsapp groups that she just joined a month before and a member was asking did anybody want to take on a wee rescue pup. Gina phoned up on the Friday and by the Monday the 29th April we brought wee Tilly home. We named her after our Mother who has recently passed away. Tilly and her two siblings were dumped in the dog pound just weeks ago. They had never been handled and would only come out of their shelter for minutes at a time in The Pound before scurrying back in again. The person on Whatsapp was Tilly's foster Mother for just around a week but she quickly gained Tilly's confidence. Tilly is a remarkable wee pup and has come on leaps and bounds since we brought her home 5 days ago. Took her to a dog class that I was taking Ashala to last night to get her socialized and she was perfect. The trainer said she was very bright. She is a very gentle wee thing and has fitted into our home perfectly. There was a wee bit of jealousy between Ashala and Tilly at the beginning but as each day has gone on the jealousy has decreased. The jealousy was more on Tilly's part she didn't want us patting Ashala and would run over to separate us from stroking her. I think Tilly is going to be one very special wee dog especially with the way she is now and how she has over come most of her fears when she hadn't been socilized for the first 5 months of her life. This pic was taken just after Tilly had her first swim in the sea that is why she has the wet look...lol.
Olá amigos, com o dólar na estratosfera aqui no Brasil, e depois de 6 anos, não consegui renovar minha PRO. E eles vão apagar minhas fotos!! Uma vergonha!
Hi friends, with the dollar in the stratosphere here in Brazil, and after 6 years, I haven't been able to renew my PRO. And they're going to delete my photos!! What a shame!
Red Forest Duiker ~ London Zoo ~ Saturday August 24th 2019.
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Alternate version - framing is off since I didn't sufficiently account for parallax.
Luci (Her full name, we've decided, is Lucille Dollybird Bumfur!), photographed on Kodak Tri-X, exposed at 200 ASA and developed in home made D-23, diluted 1:3 for 18 minutes.
Camera: Minolta Autocord, one of the best TLRs I have ever had the pleasure to use.
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Een behoorlijke lading staalrollen laten zich bijna iedere zaterdag wanneer ik me in Duitsland begeef zien achter een duo 151. Of het nu in Bornheim is of zoals in dit geval Lintorf, deze trein met zijn toch net wat interessantere tractie lijkt erg gewillig te zijn op foto te gaan.
De 151 099 en 151 062 zijn samen met een aantal soortgenoten inmiddels eigendom van leasemaatschappij Railpool (zoals ook blijkt aan de inmiddels grijs geworden machine) maar doen in dit geval toch weer dienst voor DB Cargo.
Het grootse gewicht van de trein maakt dat in multiple tractie gereden wordt wanneer het drietal Nederlandse fotograferen passerend op het moment dat Lintorf binnengereden wordt terwijl het geheel onderweg is van Oberhausen Osterfeld naar Andernach.
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Debussy
My shadow glides in silence
over the watercourse.
On account of my shadow
the frogs are deprived of stars.
The shadow sends my body
reflections of quiet things.
My shadow moves like a huge
violet-colored mosquito.
A hundred crickets are trying
to gild the glow of the reeds.
A glow arises in my breast,
the one mirrored in the water.
- Federico Garcia Lorca
Debussy
Mi sombra va silenciosa
por el agua de la acecia.
Por mi sombra están las ranas
privadas de las estrellas.
La sombra manda a mi cuerpo
reflejos de cosas quietas.
Mi sombra va como inmenso
cínife color violeta.
Cien grillos quieren dorar
la luz de la cañavera.
Una luz nace en mi pecho,
reflejado, de la acequia.
- Federico Garcia Lorca
Poesia del mundo en Espanol
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It's Guardian Angels day today 02/10/22 so I thought it would be an opportunity to use one of Asha's last photoshoots shot just a few weeks before she passed away. The background is her Ballywhiskin Beach. When I read up on this Guardian Angels Day I was surprised that the Catholic church and other faiths believed in Guardian Angels. I just thought this was something authors created to sell books as I only remember Angels from the bible being more warriors and not what I personally associate angels to be. I have always believed in guardian angels, but I just thought this was my own personal view and not a bibical view. So it was lovely to read that the Church believe in guardian angels. Now I have my own guardian angel who is called Asha.
Surveys have shown that close to 75% of Americans believe in guardian angels. Guardian Angels Day, also known as Guardian Angel Day, is for giving recognition and thanks to the guardian angels in our life, and to do something special to recognize them. It is a day to learn about the role that guardian angels have played in our lives, as well as to learn about the roles they have played in different cultures and religions.
Today also is an official day of the Catholic Church, known as Memorial of the Holy Guardian Angels or the Feast of Guardian Angels. This Catholic festival is celebrated on October 2 each year and is a day to thank God for one's guardian angels. Local celebrations of guardian angels date to the eleventh century CE, and the belief that every human had a guardian angel was widespread in the Catholic church by the twelfth century. The feast was first observed in 1500, by the Franciscan Order.
In 1608, Pope Paul V officially authorized the feast. It originally was a supplement of sorts to the Feast of Saint Michael. In the 1670s, Pope Clement X made October 2 the official date and made the day an obligatory double feast. Leo XIII made it a double major feast in 1883, and since 1976 it has been ranked as an obligatory memorial.
According to Catholic belief, both Christians and non-Christians have a guardian angel assigned to them, that gives them guidance throughout their lives. Guardian angels are from the lowest rank of angels. The angels protect their assigned person from demons and encourage them to do good works. Everyone is reunited with their guardian angel when they reach heaven.
According to beliefs throughout the world, guardian angels may protect people, groups, kingdoms, or countries. The concept of guardian angels goes back to ancient Judaism; in the Hebrew Bible, angels sometimes were given missions to intervene in the affairs of humans, and they are mentioned as being guides and intercessors. Psalm 91:11 is often cited as evidence of guardian angels: "For He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways."
The New Testament also mentions angels that go between God and man. By the fifth century CE, the belief in guardian angels was prevalent in Christianity. Belief in guardian angels is largely held in the Anglican Communion, and the Eastern Orthodox Church sees guardian angels as friends and protectors. The Catholic Church's beliefs are as described above. Many other Christian denominations, such as Lutherans and Methodists, have some form of belief in guardian angels.
In Islam, there is a belief in mu'aqqibat, which has to do with guardian angels. Some Muslims believe everyone has two guardian angels—one in front of them and one in back of them. In Zoroastrianism, each person has a guardian angel which guides them throughout their life. The belief in guardian angels crosses cultures and religions, and today everyone who believes in their power gives them thanks.
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Well This account It's For my Own Competition called: ' The Model of The Year '.
Only my dolls // Solo mis muñecas, Sorry But I can't make it International because I'm not ready lol // Lo SIento, pero no puedo hacerlo Internacional porque no estoy preparado para hacerlo.
Descrption Translated // Descripción Traducido in English & Spanish (más abajo)
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Language:In English
The competition is based on 6 Girls that They need to be Model Of the Year .
Every MONTH I'll upload 1 photo [1 each 1] with the selected theme of the 3 Judges
Elimination
The girls won't be eliminated, -Yeah I know, 3 judges... blah blah blah- , This Will be with statistics [every month] of Comments, Faves, Viewers and YOU CAND JUDGE TOO! I'll read your opinions and I will also qualify them :) .
I'll compare the statistics of The Girls.
Remember
The girl who has the highest statistics will be ... THE MODEL OF THE YEAR
[Sorry for my bad english, I use the transale of some words]
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Idioma: En Español
Este Concurso Trata de 6 chicas que quieren ser ' La Modelo del Año ' .
Cada Mes se subirá 1 foto [1 de cada chica] con el tema que eligirán los 3 Juzgados.
Eliminación:
Las Chicas no serán eliminadas, -Si lo sé, 3 Juzgados blah,blah,blah-, Se las juzgará con Estadísticas De Comentarios, Favoritos, Vistas y ¡TÚ PUEDES JUZGAR TAMBIÉN! , Leeré vuestras opiniones y las calificaré :).
Compararé las estadísticas de las chicas
Recuerda
La Chica que Tendrá las estadísticas más altas será... ¡LA MODELO DEL AÑO!
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Models at the moment // Modelos ahora mismo
Kalia Hewitt Crawford [Barbie Basics Jeans #.4]
Skipper Scott Thorne [Barbie Sisters (Skipper)]
Bianca Leal Solís [Barbie Fashionista SwappinStyles W2, Glam]
Only 3 Models more... // Solo Faltan 3 Modelos más...
I'll Wait and Buy Them.// Esperaré y las compraré...
This 3 Dolls Will be the next models:
Any Barbie Fashionista Raquelle
Any Barbie Fashionista Teresa
Any Barbie With Dark Skinned , Like Artsy or other doll ...
My freckles look like spots. That's kinda gross. & I no longer have a pro account & it's weird because I haven't had to look at ads on flickr for aaages (one whole year, actually), & now there's a limit to only 200 photos on my stream, & only 100MB of photos per month. Oh & I can't see what weird stats I've been getting (I always get weird ones). It's very strange.
I couldn't decide whether to upload or not. But I don't want to fall behind on my diary. I spent like the whole day with Hannah, & we didn't take a single picture - actually, I took a few of my Mom when she was on stage - but otherwise it was a picture free day. & it was a nice day too. =)
This is when Max & I when we were on the terraces yesterday.
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I'm actually really tired & it's only 2.20am, but I will write this entry tomorrow. Before my Mom went to sleep I thanked her for the lovely day, & told her how much I enjoyed it.
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Soooo, it's really irritating when you're waking up & you can hear your Mom coming closer & closer to your room, talking on the phone to someone who is obviously your friend, & is telling them that you have been lying around in bed & should be awake by now. I said I would get up at 10am. I check the clock. It's 9.40am. So I'm not even late. But my Mom is still spouting this bull. She comes in & gives me the phone. It's Hannah, I start talking to her as my Mom exits the room. Except she doesn't. She stands at the door and says very, very loudly "GET UP! GET UP! GET UP!" I only just managed to refrain from telling her to fuck right off, & instead stopped half-way through talking to Hannah & yelled "MOM!" She left then. I was just really irritated because I'd said when I was getting up, & I wasn't late, I was actually awake before that, & yes okay, Hannah called me & if I hadn't been awake it would have been necessary for her to wake me, but I was already awake so there was no need to stand at my door being annoying.
But anyway. Hannah said she'd come by for 11.45pm, & we discussed what we were wearing. I only have one dress I like at the moment (last year I had 4 or 5) so that was pretty much sorted for me. I got dressed at a steady pace & then got some breakfast & read the paper. Well, Jane talked to me a lot too. My Mom had to pop out to try on her outfit for the make over today, but she came back with her friend Maggie in tour. I was eating breakfast at this point, & genuinely thought my Mom was about to ditch her friend with me & make us talk. I pointedly said "I'm eating breakfast" & then my Mom said that no they weren't going to disturb me. So that was okay. Maggie was still in the hall, so my Mom went upstairs quickly to get all her things, & then they chatted in the hall while waiting for my Mom's other guests to arrive. When everyone had arrived my Mom said they were going over there & that I could wait here for Hannah. Hannah then called moments after they left to say she'd was running a bit late & would be there in 5 or 10 mins. She offered to meet me there, but I figured it'd be easier to just meet at my house. I continued to read the paper until she got here, & then we left her car keys at my house & went out. Oh, & she showed me her new tattoo. It's of a snowdrop, & she designed it herself in memory of her grandma. It looks like a henna tattoo. I couldn't get a tattoo - too painful. & I'm just not really a fan of tattoos.
Last year I'm pretty sure we walked round the outside, but this year it was pretty windy so we walked through the school. We saw Hazel outside the reception area - well, the inbetween area between reception & the way out to the terraces, & she told us that for the time being we had to walk the whole way round the tent to enter. She also told us she wanted us to make ourselves known to the photographer, so that they had photos of younger people, & the fact that we were OEs was just an added bonus.
As we got ourselves a glass of free pink champagne I told Hannah that I was drinking more - but only wine. Actually, just Lambrusco, Buck's Fizz, & white wine spritzers. But still. I'm getting past my complete fear of it (thank you very much, American) though I still thinking getting drunk is ridiculous. We moved into the tent, but there were a lot of women crowding up the entrance, making it hard to squeeze through. I thought about checking our table seating on the board in the entrance but my Mom had mentioned we were right by the stage, so I figured we'd find it or she'd show us. && so we squeezed through the crowds & looked around the stalls - I noticed the Age Concern one (my Mom's somehow involved with them) - & we checked out what everyone was wearing & who was here. We saw the photographer, but didn't say anything. Also, last year there were these 2 women who were basically goth twins. Well, they're super tanned (totally over the top) & have suuuch black hair, (always worn really elaborately), way too much make up, & odd dresses. The dresses would probably look nice if they just toned it down a bit. Anyway, we figured out one of the goth women was the mother of a girl in choir who would be singing today. I really dislike the mother because she is very pushy, & was rude towards me because I got the main solo at the Christmas services, not her daughter. But her daughter does have a lovely voice.
While we were looking around we saw the woman I wrote about after this event last year, & Hannah burst out laughing & said she'd been telling someone about it just the other day. It was quite funny, & anyone I've told the story to has agreed with what I was saying. But it's probably best if I don't repeat it. My Mom came over to talk then & said she was worried because they were putting her in skinny white jeans for the make over. I'm sure she'll be fine. Though I usually think of skinny white jeans as a young people thing. Then, my Mom went & introduced us to two of her friends who were running the Age Concern stall, & basically ditched us there. I can't remember the name of one of the women, but the other was Maggie. Her son works in the theatre & TV, & she saw my production last week. So we had a quick talk about the arts, & then she asked me my favourite author. Samuel Richardson was the first person to pop into my head, & I really do love 'Pamela' so I said him. I'm not sure if she actually knew who he was. Kudos if she did. && she said she preferred seeing Arthur Miller plays to Shakespeare. I couldn't entirely agree. I see them as 2 different types of theatre, which yes you can compare, but you could also argue that they're very different. So, um, yeah. I let her move onto Hannah then, & she quizzed her about art, & then said Hannah & I would probably be friends for life. I've never really labelled my friendship with Hannah, so I felt a teeny bit awkward then. We were looking for a way to escape this dwindling conversation, when Maggie said we mustn't let her keep us, so we were just about to say goodbye when she continued talking. Uggh. I hate it when I get caught in conversations, & totally can't get out of them. We started talking about how our feet were hurting, & were going to sit down, when Maggie said her feet were hurting too . . . & the conversation continued. Eventually Hannah just said her feet were really hurting & that she just had to sit down, so we said our goodbyes. I felt rude, but some people I just don't gel with. Maggie seemed nice, but I don't really like to talk about the things I'm interested in. Which sounds silly, but I have my passions, & I usually have friends who are not interested in there areas, or if they are, it's just a minor thing, & there are things they're more interested in. So when someone else comes along & tries to talk to me about these things I'm like "Woah, back off." I don't mean anything by it. I just rarely feel comfortable talking about it. I know. I'm weird.
We saw my Mom then, & she showed us to our table, which really was right by the stage. There were a few of my Mom's friends sitting there already, but I could only remember one of their names. Awkward. They all said hi to me, so I didn't have to remember their names in the end. The woman next to Hannah was quite old, & as we were talking she caught my eye. I felt it would be rude not to say hi, so we both did. And then the woman basically told us her life story. I really had no idea how to react when she told us her husband left us with her 2 year old son for another woman, & then died about three years later after suffering from Parkinsons. Obviously her son has all grown up now (this story came up when she started telling us her son used to go here) so these events happened a while ago, but I still didn't know what to say. The school's music scholars were singing & playing & the sound was blasting from the speakers, which also made it really hard to hear. After we finished our conversation with this woman Hannah said she hadn't known how to react to her story either. So then we just chatted. My Mom got some wine for her table, so I had some. It wasn't to my liking, but I drank it anyway. Must keep up appearances of normality.
Lunch was served, & Maggie was really nice & said because I didn't eat chicken I could have her slice of the asparagus quiche, but I really didn't need it. She was really be nice & insisting I have it, but I was fine. I had another brief conversation with her while Hannah was caught talking to the woman next to her. She asked me if I liked contemporary music. I said yes. I didn't know how to elaborate. I told her I didn't like screamo and country & western. I probably should have asked her what music she liked, but I just found talking to her so awkward. I don't know why. She said her son always told her to tell people who wanted to go into his industry that it was very hard, & that he'd been struggling. She was trying to be kind, but I figured that I was 19, & have been focusing on this for over 10 years, so of course I knew the industry was hard. But I'm being overly critical here. She was probably just looking for common ground. I felt even more awkward when my Mom asked Maggie if she'd told me about her son. She had. We still had very little to talk about.
Hannah & I were originally going to get Eton Mess for pudding, but my Mom chose this vanilla turrine & it looked so good that we went for it too. I thought it would taste better than it did, but the raspberry sauce was lovely. && then the speaker for this year started. She ran 'Save Our Souls', which teaches women how to dress better, & for their shape & colour palette. My Mom is on the Parent's Society, so had been asked to be one of the models, along with another woman. The other woman went first, & was told she was an autumn palette (warm colours). When the palettes were both held against her skin the warm ones obviously looked better. Then my Mom was up on stage. It was harder to tell with her, but I would say the cool palette (spring) was a little more striking against her. I don't think my Mom was pleased, as she wears very warm colours, but she's lucky because they all look good on her really. Maggie said she thought the warm looked best, & I said I thought they both looked good, but the cool possibly just won for me. Then she went back stage to get her new outfit, while the woman talked to us about the clothes best for us. I didn't necessarily agree when she talked about how to dress with big boobs. As someone who probably has some of the biggest natural boobs in the country I had to totally disagree. She said wear long necklaces - they just hang off my boobs like a shelf. She said to wear very deep v-necks - whenever I do people just look at my boobs even more & say I'm trying to raw attention to them. There were a few other things she said which I had to say from experience were totally wrong. Hannah agreed. Then they were ready to show us the clothes. The woman who went before my Mom came out in a green maxi dress, (which was quite nice), a coral pashmina, & a big brown belt just under her chest. Oh, & a long necklace. The dress was nice, but the belt & necklace pushed everything weirdly, & made it quite unflattering. Then my Mom came out. Her legs looked soooo skinny (well, she does have very skinny legs), but she was wearing this polka dot mac which bulked her out & hid her shape. Apparently they'd lost the blazer they'd picked out for her. She looked better without the mac, & had a purple sleeveless top with a blue cardi on. Then the woman fastened the cardi, which was unflattering. But the jeans looked good. & they also found the blazer, which looked nice with the rest of the outfit. I took some photos on her camera for her - shocked at the quality, I must say I've been quite spoiled by my cameras. One of my Mom's friends commented that she'd never realised just how skinny my Mom was. That was nice - I've got to remember to tell her that.
When my Mom came to sit down Maggie told her that she thought both colours looked good on her, & I said I liked everything but the mac & the blue cardi. Hannah said she liked everything, & my Mom said that a far as she was concerned what I'd said was high praise coming from me. =p
The woman finished her talk, & my Mom got some beautiful flowers as a thank you for taking part. They really were lovely. Hannah & I just stayed at the table & chatted, until she said she had to put some more cream on her tattoo. We exited the tent from the far side just as the raffle started, & Hannah took off her heels to walk across the grass. The queue in the bathroom was quite long, but she only needed to wash her hands. We headed back but were a little too nervous to walk through the tent while everyone was focusing on the raffle. We passed the musicians still sitting at a table by the entrance, & when we got back to the table Hannah asked me why they were still here. I replied that they probably had nothing better to do with their time. Mary McCarthy, who was helping out with the raffle right in front of her table, laughed & said she'd heard what I said (thinking I'd meant it about the people running the raffle). I felt mortified, & said I hadn't been talking about her, but I'm not sure if she believed me. She said she didn't mind though. Mary really is very sweet, & I wouldn't say that about her even if I did think the raffle people had nothing better to do with their time. Which isn't true anyway.
After the raffle everyone started dispersing, & Maggie got up to go. I tried to catch her eye to say goodbye, but she didn't look at me. I'm not sure if she was purposefully ignoring me, or just thought I wasn't worth the bother. I felt a twinge of guilt then, but I really hadn't know what to say to her. After she left my Mom asked me how she was, & I admitted that I hadn't really had much to say. My Mom reprimanded me then & said she was grieving for her husband, which made me feel awful, until I asked when it had happened. She said it happened seventeen years ago, which made me feel less bad. My Mom said it shouldn't make any difference that it had happened seventeen years ago, but it does, even if just a little bit. If it had just happened very recently then I would have admired her for being able to come out to an event like this, because I certainly wouldn't be able to. But after seventeen years I probably would have been able to leave the house. So that's the difference.
Hannah & I flipped through the magazine that we'd been given for free (last year we got free hair care) & I pointed out the shots I wanted to do. She said she could do those poses, & we just needed to find the locations & then voila. My Mom came back & said the jeans were only £8, so she'd probably get them, & maybe the tops too. She also very kindly gave us money for afternoon tea - I'm sure it was free last time. Hannah got a piece of chocolate cake, while I went for a piece of Victoria Sponge cake, & we both had tea. Jean was serving, so I said hey. Oh & Hannah called her mum to ask if she had the money to pay for the ticket, but Elaine was at the LS swimming gala, so my Mom said she'd write a check for her now & Hannah would pay her back at the party tonight. I thought that was very nice of her.
We headed back to our table, & I remembered to reply to a text I'd gotten from Vicky about the cast meal. Boffey had a tennis match, so she was asking if we were still having the meal. I said it was up to them. Hazel came over & asked if Hannah's tattoo was real or henna. Hannah think that Hazel's estimation of her has gone down now. After finishing our afternoon tea we headed outside the tent. The weather had been so up and down - cool, windy, hot, humid. We were hot now, & right above the tent there were blue skies & white clouds, but above the benches we were going to sit down on there were grey clouds that looked like they might burst at any moment. Before we got to the benches 2 boys went & sat there, so we just sat on the little steps & took our heels off & talked some more. Alex approached to ask me if we were having the cast dinner & I said it was up to them, so she said we were having it. We then saw Dave AR walking over to talk to the boys on the benches. He's back from UCLA to go to the ball with his girlfriend. He didn't acknowledge us at first, but at one point we both looked up at the same time, so he had to wave & smile (it was more of a grimace). I waved back & told Hannah, so she looked up & waved too. He returned the wave & showed teeth when he smiled. Hannah said he was being weird, & that even though we weren't close, he should still have come over to at least say hey. He left, & it started to spit a little bit, so we headed over to my house.
She wanted to see my new laptop & camera, so I showed them & we went through facebook profiles of people we knew. I think she was a bit pissed off with the girls we used to hang out with at school, so we were looking at what they'd been doing recently. Hugh came in & got cereal & I just thought it was nice how he got on with Hannah. Her mum called & asked Hannah to pick her up for the Leaving Drinks at my house (for the teachers leaving at the end of this year) so I told my Mom we'd be back in 10mins & that I had my phone with me. Hannah had All Time Low's CD playing, & I'm not sure what I think of it. It's the type of music I used to listen to all the time, but over the last year or so - probably more - it's become a bit samey to me. I do like their single 'Lost in Stereo' though.
Hannah changed out of her heels at her house & showed me the photos on her camera from her night out last night. Her mum finished getting ready - after being a bit annoyed at Hannah for the mess she'd left her room in - & we got back to my house. (Max called me on the way home to apologise for not seeing me today. He said he'd been in school for the last four hours, but he'd just been so busy. I thought it was nice of him to actually call & apologise, but it wasn't as if I'd been waiting around for him today. He said he might see me tomorrow, but he probably won't.) But anyway, Hannah & I went out into the garden when we got back, where my Dad told us that actually my Mom was wrong to invite us to this party, as it was a Common Room party, & that we should leave. First I showed Hannah our new patio area, & then we went & got food from Jean. We tried this tomato sticks & cranberry with cheese puffs. They were particularly nice.
We headed in then & wondered what the hell to do. Usually we take photos, or watch movies, or bake. We couldn't exactly bake now. So it was either movies or photos. We headed up to my room (stopping on the way to show Hannah my brother's drawing, before he rushed in & grabbed them & said they weren't good enough to be seen, although Hannah assured him that wasn't true) & lay on my bed for a bit before deciding to go & look at photos taken over the years on my laptop. We decided we'd have to put up some of the really bad ones of people we knew. After we'd finished Hannah wanted to look through the photos on my flickr & decide which ones to sell, so we started doing that until her mum said it was time to go after an hour and a half. I then read until the party finished about an hour later. There were no cranberry puffs left. Great sadness.
I read some more until my parents called me up to watch TV with them all. I had 3 lemon sherbets left from a packet we got back at Christmas, so I gave one to my brother & my Dad. My Mom said she couldn't have them because of her teeth, so I had the last one. My Mom started to fall asleep, & after BB was finished my Dad told Hugh & I to go to bed. My Mom was still partially awake, so I told her how lovely this day had been. I enjoyed my evening, & the routine of spending time with my family. I felt a bit sad that my Dad basically tentatively asked me if I wanted to watch it with them. I don't mean to be stroppy about watching it. Just it's annoying to watch it so late usually, & usually when I won't watch it I've just had a fight with my Mom, so am upset. But really I like spending time with them all. =)
Since Flickr has changed their policies, I've decided to create a Twitter account and slowly migrate over depending on how the SL Flickr community adjusts to the new policies.
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Asha and I have moved to a new account on flickr (ashaconniekells), hopefully the above link will take you straight to us. Decided as Asha was the most important in this relationship on flickr I would put her name first. As you know flickr has changed their rules for non pro account holders to only upload 1000 pictures. I debated whether to go Pro or not and came up with the conclusion that it would be better to open a new account and continue on from there. There were two main reasons, the first being I didn't want to get into a yearly contract in case some time in the future I wasn't able to pay the yearly subscription and I had thousands of pictures....Would flickr delete all the pictures over 1000? Also with my years being on flickr I've come to realise that most people don't go that far back on your photostream, they just don't have the time to go further back than 10 pages (most would just view the current page I'm sure so what is the point in having more than 10 pages?).
I hope our friends and followers on flickr understand our reasons and will follow Asha and myself over to our new account. I hope in time I will get around to following all our friends and followers on our new account. I have actually added all the pictures here into 'Galleries' on our new account so if you are in our new account you can still see these older pictures in 'Galleries'.
I'm going to continue to keep this account open as well and will come into it from time to time to keep it active in case flickr delete it because of inactivity. So you might still get faves from here and I will probably upload some of the pictures to groups etc to keep it active.
Asha and I want to thank you ALL for your support and following and comments. We appreciated each and every one...Lots of Love...Connie & Asha xxx
There is not much for me to say about myself other than I have a Border Collie called Asha whom I love dearly and love to take pictures of her as she literally poses for the camera. I'm not a photographer only started taking pictures when I discovered Asha will pose for them which I'm told is extremely rare for dogs to do as they are generally camera shy. Asha has loads of personality and I hope this comes through in my pictures of her and pulls up for my lack of ability at taking pictures as I literally know nothing about photography. I hope you enjoy looking at my pictures of Asha....Thank you for looking...Connie and Asha xxx
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Many of you already know ... I have got a new flickr-account where you can find already lots of new pictures taken by me. So please follow my new account if you want to see more pictures, because I won't upload any photos here any more. See you soon in my new stream :-)
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Well...sort of.
At least it's the last self-portrait I plan to upload to this particular Flickr account.
For the foreseeable future, this account will focus on my other non-selfie photos (basically all my street photography). I imposed a silly limit on myself a while back, that every fifth upload here needed to be a self-portrait -- but it's only caused me grief and stress. Sometimes I've wanted to upload a bunch of street shots, but couldn't because I didn't have a self-portrait ready, or I just wasn't in the mood to take a picture of myself. And, in some very rare cases, vice versa -- I had more than one selfie I wanted to upload, but had to wait until I had enough street shots to post first.
Well now, I am freeing myself of that limit. I know, I know.... I can make whatever rules I want for this stream and just post SP's whenever I feel like here, but I decided on a different approach...
Sion and I have created a new Flickr account that's basically going to be about us and our daily lives. While the account you're visiting now will focus solely on street photography and other experimentation, our other joint account is where you will now find any portraits of me (self-taken, or by others). It's also where I'm moving my "52 Weeks of The One You Love" project focusing on Sion. (It will also have much more than that, by the way...please check it out when you have a chance).
Aaahhh...feels good to be free and do whatever I want on both streams now. :-)
Taken with Sion's Panasonic DMC-FZ50
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VIOLISE Stealth Sniper
Got inspired to build this while sorting out...yes, you guessed it...a giant tub of black pieces! ;-)
Also created LEGO focused Facebook and Twitter accounts where I'll be posting. If interested, links are below.
So, my account has reached 1000+ subscribers and i just wanted to say THANK YOU!!! For me, it's a real pleasure to post screenshots from various games (mostly ETS 2 and ATS) and see that people like it. I am grateful to everyone who subscribed to my account!!! It means a lot to me!
P.S. The screenshot above shows the great city of Ogden at night.
Hi guys I'm alive here and I am realy exited with new MOC. It turned out absolutely epic
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Hey everyone,
I'm changing accounts due to a weird technicality with Yahoo. I will not be using this one anymore (obviously) so if you'd like to keep up with my work you can find me here.
Thanks!
Seen near the "Potsdamer Platz".
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Das Kloster Eberbach (auch Kloster Erbach; lat. Abbatia Eberbacensis) ist eine ehemalige Zisterzienserabtei in der Nähe von Eltville am Rhein im Rheingau, Hessen. Das für seinen Weinbau berühmte Kloster war eine der ältesten und bedeutendsten Zisterzen in Deutschland. Die im Naturpark Rhein-Taunus gelegene Anlage zählt mit ihren romanischen und frühgotischen Bauten zu den bedeutendsten Kunstdenkmälern Europas.
Eberbach Abbey (German: Kloster Eberbach) is a former Cistercian monastery in Eltville in the Rheingau, Germany. On account of its Romanesque and early Gothic buildings it is considered one of the most significant architectural heritage sites in Hesse.In the winter of 1985/86 some of the interior scenes of The Name of the Rose were filmed here. The abbey is a main venue of the annual Rheingau Musik Festival.
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De herfst editie 2019 heeft langzaam maar zeker zijn intrede gedaan wat het verkleurende groen een interessante achtergrond maakt voor de foto's van een spoorwegfotograaf. Die poging werd dan ook ondernomen in eigen hometown wanneer een iets andere dan gebruikelijke goederentrein voorspeld was door de stad te komen.
Het is thans de enige Class 66 die nog op de Zeeuwse lijn te bewonderen is, de PB 01 ofwel 266 003 die al enige tijd in dienst is van RRF. Op dit moment lijken de Gefco autotreinen tussen het Roemeense Craiova en de Sloehaven echter in een dip te zitten waardoor ook deze machine zich enige tijd niet meer liet zien. Met een onverwacht en totaal andere trein werd er toch melding gemaakt van de nog altijd Ascendos donkergroene machine onderweg naar het Zeeuwse.
Terwijl een kleinere wolk de aan deze trein voorafgaande IC naar Vlissingen in de schaduw zette dreigde een nog veel grotere wolk ook de passage van mijn doel te kunnen verpesten, tenzij men maar eens even heel erg opschoot. Iedere fotograaf kent het beeld van angstvallig achterom te kijken of de zon niet verdwijnt achter wolken. Nu was er ook nog het gevaar van het verdwijnen achter hoogbouw, maar dat was duidelijk pas minsten een halfuur later het geval. De grote wolk echter kwam rap dichterbij.
Met het groen worden van het sein behorende bij het juiste spoor lijkt de strijd misschien gewonnen maar de daadwerkelijke passage van de trein laat hier dan veelal nog een circa drie minuten op zich wachten. Ook nu was dat niet anders! Na nog menig malen achterom gekeken te hebben begonnen de overwegen eindelijk te rinkelen en verscheen het knalgele contrastvlak in mijn zicht.
Nog een blik achterom bevestigde succes wat maakt dat we de RRF PB 01 met een 26 gasketelwagens UN 1965 tellende sleep station Bergen op Zoom zien passeren als trein 49781 vanuit Zevenaar grens naar de Vlissingen Sloehaven. Het geluk bleek maximaal met de domme, nog geen 30 seconden na passage van de trein gooide de wolk het licht uit en was er van het herfstige sfeertje helemaal niets overgebleven.
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Waar men in de Eempolder wellicht gewend is aan koeien, schapen of ander vee in de weilanden was het op deze koude zaterdag een heuse kameel die het landschap sierde. De NS 20 kruist de bekende overweg aan de Weideweg wanmeer de oliebollenrit van de NVBS vertegenwoordigd wordt als trein 28206 van Crailoo naar Amersfoort.
Ook gedurende deze rit zou men aansluitend doorrijden naar Leusden maar daar ging wel een lange wachttijd van 40 minuten in Amersfoort aan vooraf. Voor de fotografen natuurlijk alleen maar heel erg positief, het gaf ons meer dan genoeg tijd wederom een ander stekkie aan de PON-lijn te bereiken. Onze kamelenjacht was dus nog niet voorbij!