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One of the individual frames of the timelapse that I just posted, taken while the telescope was being aligned to the star Rigel. The green light is a laser used to check the alignment.
Sound City Files, Volume 1 - Chapter 5
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< Sound City Files, Volume 1 - Chapter 4
The water poured down with a splash, sheets flowing from her body as it cleansed her body and mind. A shower. She knew the name, but this... this was far better than she expected. Not like the rain, this water made you feel clean... refreshed.
The water clicks off.
"s̷h̷o̷w̷e̷r̷ ̷c̷y̷c̷l̷e̷ ̷c̷o̷m̷p̷l̷e̷t̷e̷"
The voice startles her to jump with a verbal squeak.
"Are you okay?"
His voice calls from the other side of the door.
"I'm fine.. This... thing? just said my shower was over..."
She's standing in the shower with the unit beeping and water dripping from the shower, now off.
He lets out a hearty laugh.
"Sorry for not warning you about that, they limit us to how much water we use. Were you able to finish?"
"Mhmm"
She dries off, squeezes her hair dry, and wraps the towel around her.
"Was there anything that you found would fit me?"
"Well, yes... but... everything I own is for men... definitely not a woman your size. I still had a few things that got confiscated when I was with CorGen and I washed them, but...."
He hesitated.
"It's fine, it can't be any worse than walking around in a towel."
Her legs were covered in goosebumps, rubbing her arms to stay warm. The heat systems at this altitude weren't exactly great. She sticks her arm out the door, cracked open just enough.
"D̴͚̜͓̳͓͈̭̀̓͐͒̇͑̐͜A̴͍͚̦̘̚T̶̨̡̘̬̰̼̪̋͂̓̋̉̒̅̓͜͝A̸͉͐̆͑͊́̾̿̕͠͝ ̸͖͎͗̒ͅÇ̸̠̻̪̦͊͗͛̍̀̃͘̚͝͝Ŏ̵̡͇̻̝̝̯͖̘̌̾R̸̨̲̤͉̣̠̼̣͎͐̈́̀͌Ŗ̴̯̰̂̈̐̽̿̏̔̎̏̐Ṵ̸̪̘̘͍̦͇̜̞̮̎́̀P̵̢̡̫̗̬͍͎͠T̶̖̰̣̲͔̗̜͖͎̪͗̈́͐̎́̃͘͝ ... you didn't really think I wouldn't be expecting you... did you?"
He kicks the ground.
"You know, I didn't even go there looking for him. Nice cover, by the way. But hey, I guess it was just my lucky day right? I owed that motherfnck3r." Vinzer smiles a vicious smile filled with perfectly aligned, perfectly white, perfectly fake teeth.
The four lapdogs surrounding her are all visibly eager. She sizes each one up carefully. One to the left. One to the right. Vinzer in front, with one flanking him on each side. Prioritize close combat targets. She thinks to herself. Remeber what he taught you. Know their next three moves. Then nine. Keep going until they don't.
"Do you give them doggie treats after each mission?"
"Is this /REALLY/ all you had?"
She sighs.
He stammers.
"I... I swear. I can go to a store and find something for you right now. Just give me li-"
"No. It's... fine."
Her face feels like it's on fire. The bodysuit barely covered anything. Confiscated? Of course the confiscated box would be from a strip club. Her body can't help but react, thinking about his eyes on her.
The door opens slowly and she takes a tedious step forward. She tries to be modest, but the tiny bit of cloth covering her made that difficult.
He's sitting on the sofa, focused on the comm in his hand when he looks up to see her. The comm drops to the floor with a dull thud. He stands up slowly, almost instinctively.
The first strike is from the agent to her left. She parries with an elbow and follows it with the muzzle of her pistol right to the female agents chest.
One.
She weaves to avoid the next shot, gunfire from the agent to her right. She swings her arms over her shoulder sending two shell casings clattering as the agent slumps to the ground.
Two.
An open shot. She moves to take down Vinzer, but the slippery rat dodges behind his own teammate to use them as a shield. Good thing it was a full synthetic. Now it's about... two-thirds of one.
Three.
He walks towards her, quiet. His eyes fixed on her. Her thighs press together, as though she can feel his eyes touching everywhere he gazes.
"w-what?" Her voice is weak, why is her heart racing like this?
He just shakes his head.
"I.. you... you're beautiful."
"It's... just this outfit. You put me in something too sexy..."
Her body is aflame. It feels like fire would erupt from her every pore. Hot. Burning.
Now only inches from her, his hand reaches up and tilts her head up by the chin to meet his gaze. So tall. So strong. So... big.
She bites her lip, making it sting slightly.
He moves forward, slowly urging her back towards the wall. It's cold against her skin. Like ice, compared to how hot she feels. She slides her calf against his, wrapping her thigh around his and pressing against him.
His hands move to the straps of her bodysuit, slowly sliding them down until they go past her wrists. They're both breathing heavily, chests heaving. She musters only four words...
"Like what you see?"
A fist slams her jaw, stars dance in her head for a moment.
The last thug grabs her from behind, arm wrapped around her neck. Thunder rings in her ears. A clang. Searing pain.
"How does it feel to take a shotgun point blank? Even your suit can't stop all of the force. I should know, I helped them test the d4mn things."
Vinzer stands holding a tactical shotgun just feet away.
"ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ, ᴄʀɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ꜱᴜɪᴛ ᴅᴀᴍᴀɢᴇ.
ʙɪᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ ᴅᴀᴍᴀɢᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ:
ꜰʀᴀᴄᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ɪɴ ʀɪʙꜱ 3, 4, 6, 7, ᴀɴᴅ 12.
ʜᴀɪʀʟɪɴᴇ ꜰʀᴀᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ɪɴ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴏʀᴀᴄɪᴄ ᴠᴇʀᴛᴇʙʀᴀᴇ.
ɪɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ʜᴇᴍᴏʀʀʜᴀɢɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴍᴀᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇꜱᴏᴘʜᴀɢᴜꜱ."
The suits lecture isn't what she needed right now.
"Fnck. You."
The attack had stunned her, and now her guns were at her feet. She tugs at the thugs hold, twisting hard, and another blast roars through the streets.
The thug falls to the ground in a wet splat.
Four.
"Are you fncking serious??"
Vinzer fumes as she stumbles forward to her knees. The thug blocked most of the blast, but her back was almost numb from the pain.
She coughs. She knows now. There was never any chance of turning back. This is her judgement, and Vinzers requiem.
And not she or him could do a d4mn thing to avoid it.
Her hands slide under his shirt, the chest hair running between her fingers. His hands slide down her back, lower... lower... then lifts her up to be face to face.
She giggles softly and wraps her legs around his waist. His deep growls and firm grip send lightning through her body. His breath is warm against her chest as she runs her hands through his hair.
His scent, smooth and cool yet worn and rugged. She pulls his shirt open, buttons clatter to the floor. Feeling his bare skin against hers she leans in and bites his neck gently, letting her tongue run against his skin.
Her hands find his belt buckle and promptly release it. She moans low into his chest feeling him swell against her. He presses her hard against the wall as he drops the bodysuit to the floor.
Imposing. That's how most anyone would describe him. Few people stood taller, and her arms didn't even come close to fitting around his chest. No matter how you looked at him, he was a big man. His hands grip her hips firmly as he pulls her down until she can't go any further. She lets out a sound from her mouth she didn't even know possible. Deep, for her, and growling in ecstasy. A /very/ big man.
He lifts her to her knees by her hair. The back of his hand cracks against her mask.
"Just like good old times, right?"
His fist slams between her eyes and she falls back from the force.
Vinzer tosses a clump of blue hair to the side.
"What was it that came next? I forget... was it a kick to the stomach, or a knee to the head?"
Red mist pumps from the mask as she rolls to her back.
"Fnck it, let's go for double points." The steel toe of his shoe slams into the mask, snapping her head to the side like a whip. Silence. Darkness.
His muscles flex against her, the movements smooth, steady. Her hips roll, as his soft grunts set the rhythm. Her arms wrap under his to hold his shoulders as her legs bounce in the air.
His fingers slide along her neck, his palm pressing against her throat softly. His hand moves up, and to the back of her head while the other arm wraps her waist like a massive python. He leans back, pulling her from the wall and holds her as his arms guide her body. Faster now. She gives in completely. Her body tenses suddenly, then goes limp as she lets out a muffled moan into his neck.
Her mind races as she's filled with warmth, love. His love. Her mind reels in pleasure. Nothing ever felt more right.
She lays on the sofa relaxing, crop top and panties as usual. The door latch clicks. She checks the time.
"Welcome home!" She bounces up from the sofa and does her best to tackle the man.
"Wow. You really put the shine on her, dint ya?" Jessups voice is unmistakable.
"I did nothing of the sort." He's stern, more than usual.
When she realizes, she ducks behind a cabinet. "Hey! Why are you here??" She tries to cover herself.
"Jessup is just helping me bring up some boxes from the storeroom so I didn't have to make 2 trips." He slides the box over and stacks the one from Jessup on top. "Thanks, I'll stop by later so you can check the actuator in my knee. It's been a bit glitchy."
"Ya ya, no freebies this time." Jessup shuffles to the stairs. "Full price!"
"So what have you been up to?" He pulls her close as he shuts the cabinet door she was hiding behind.
"Well, first I went out and sold myself to EVERY guy on the block." She giggles.
"Oh really? Did you make a lot?" He squeezes her.
"Oh lots, but THEN I went and bought all of the expensive clothes I've wanted." She wiggles against him.
"Oh, then I get a fashion show?" His hands sneak lower.
"I don't need new clothes to do that for you..." She looks down and pulls the loose collar of her top off her shoulder, then looks back up to him softly biting her lips as she peers up from under her long eyelashes.
His lips press against her forehead. "So what did you really do?"
"I had an early delivery, then a commute across town to get another in the afternoon. That's about all. Also... I cleaned!" She points at the floors.
"Did said cleaning involve dancing?" He chuckles, knowing the answer.
"Duh, like I would clean and NOT dance." She slithers her body against his.
He spins her around like a ballroom dancer. "I'm glad your day was good."
"Yep! Let's celebrate!" She springs around the apartment, stopping at the sofa and leaning over the back to talk to him.
"I've been here for a month now!"
"Oh, you are absolutely correct. That most definitely /is/ reason to celebrate. So..."
The word echoes in her mind.
"Where are we going?"
They lay back on the bed, content and worn. "I'm sorry... you might need another shower..." His voice is soft from heavy breathing.
She giggles and snuggles into his chest. "Want to share one?" Her voice is seductive and low.
He pulls her close and sighs contently as a moments eternity of peace gives them a tiny taste of respite.
She lays on top of him, both sweaty and panting. "Let's leave."
"What?" He blinks, surprised by the statement, looking down into her eyes.
"Let's leave. This place. It's... rotten. Maybe if there was some order.. or even just... someone that cared. This isn't the place to start a life." She draws patterns on his chest with the tip of her finger as she lays her cheek against him.
"You know I'd go anywhere with you. Just say the word." He brushes her hair back over her ear.
"I just.... I want it to be us. Just us. No CorGen. No thugs. No more operations. What if... one day... you don't come back to me?" A tear wells in her eye and drops onto his skin.
"Ok. Fine. So..."
The word echoes in her mind.
"Where are we going?"
"... *crackle* to *krzzzzz*ie."
.
.
.
"... going to *digital noise*"
.
.
.
"You're going to DIE!"
It's warm, but cold at the same time. She's here, but everywhere also.
"... up."
.
.
.
"get*static*"
She looks where her hand should be. Nothing. Everything is white. There's nothing but... light.
"I knew you'd do something reckless." His voice comes from beside her, behind her, inside her. "You have to get up. If you don't, you're going to die."
"Am I dead?" She tries to look around but there's no left or right, up or down.
"I need you to listen. I wasn't... entirely honest with you. That place... where they kept you. It wasn't just a place to torture you. They did things. Horrible things. Vinzer was taking young girls from the streets and using implants to force them to do what he wanted. Murder, robbery, and... other things. But you... nothing they did would break you. I couldn't do it any more. Chasing you down, dragging you back to that place. Your screams..."
He looks away.
"I left his crew, and the moment I could come get you... I did."
"Why?" She wants to cry. "Why did you lie to me?"
"I didn't want to force you to remember. Any of it. It was wrong. Can you forgive me?"
His words are soft.
"I love you." Her response comes without any will of her own.
"I can't make it right, but I can help you... one more time. All of the VES suits, they're modeled after you. You were subject #000. When I worked on your suit, I linked it to your neural implant..."
His explanation makes little sense.
Her mind interrupts. "You're dead."
"Well, yes... technically. And... technically, so are you." His voice doesn't waver.
"Dead?" She questions.
"Yes. For now." He sighs. "All done. I love you. You don't have to do this. Please. Get out of there. Run. Don't look back. Forget me. Forget the city. Be free. I'll always be watching you, my love."
The white fades to gray. "I love you. My light." Her thought sends vibrations through her reality, shattering it to nothingness. Dark. Quiet.
The apartment is pitch black, the only sound the rain pattering against the windows.
Quiet. Dark.
"D̴̀̓A̴͍̚T̶̋͂A̸͐͠ ̸͗̒C̸͊͘Ŏ̵̌R̸͐̈́R̴̂̈U̸̎́P̵̢͠T̶͗͘???" She calls for him. Silence. Her eyes adjust, and she sees the apartment in shambles.
"D̴̀̓A̴͍̚T̶̋͂A̸͐͠ ̸͗̒C̸͊͘Ŏ̵̌R̸͐̈́R̴̂̈U̸̎́P̵̢͠T̶͗͘?!?!?!?!?!" She calls out again, and again... silence. She flicks the lights, nothing.
She uses the light of her comm to look around frantically. Calling his name, over and over. As she turns the corner to their bedroom she falls to her knees.
Her hands shake as she reaches for his... Cold. She screams in pain. It's so dark. So cold. She can't see his light.
She drags herself close to his still body and lays her head on his chest. "You can't go... you can't leave me..."
The door bangs open suddenly and Jessup rushes in carrying a flashlight. "Is everyone alright? I heard a screa-" He stops abruptly as he sees her. "Oh fnck..."
She turns towards Jessup, eyes cold as the oceans depths. "Jessup..." Tears stream down her face. "My light..." The words barely escape her lips.
"They took him from me."
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Sound City Files, Volume 1 - Chapter 6 >
😭😭😭😭😭*kicks and punches at the air* Go get em! RAWR!! lol
I love how this shot came out. I always proof my photos before I post them, andthis one was just sooo much fun. I took a backdrop, modified it for use in the city, then used it as a more elaborate backdrop. I think there's probably about 150 lights in that shot. Seriously. There's definitely thousands of particles. I know everyone I've shown previews to has been really amped up about it! I hope you enjoy it as much as I did taking it!
Only a couple of chapters left.... are you ready?
EDIT: I'm sorry about the formatting. Flickr feels that they should modify what you enter. I'm not sure why... but they do. I also can't use anything to format it more properly since they ignore or remove the formatting. Please reach out if you know of a way to keep formatting when I post descriptions. Thanks! :)
❤️ Epi!
1920x817 / ENB .173 for Fallout, In-game Vignette, Grain, Original post-processing (No Adaption), Bloom, 5-pass DoF, SSAO, Sunrays, Detailed Shadows, Custom palette + SweetFX for SMAA, DPX, LiftGammaGain, Vibrance, Sepia & Dithering.
3exp Handheld HDR aligned in photoshop then processed in photomatix and tweaked in photoshop
We took the kids to Wonderland Monday. They had a blast. It was the first time I was there as well. I cant do the rides with my heart but it was pretty cool to see everything. I also had a great visit with my brother Jay and Margie's cousin Sophia while we were down south.
Have a great night friends. I'll see you on your streams shortly
La plage de l’Aber sur la presqu’ile de Crozon se situe dans la baie de Douarnenez face à l’île de l’Aber (que l’on peut rejoindre à marée basse) à l’Est de la pointe de Trébéron.
EXA 1b - Domiplan 50 2.8
kodak 200
CanonScan 4200F
ALIGN cafe 2 - 10A Khúc Hạo, Ba Đình
Quán của dân 3D HN . SAI GON dân 3D cũng nên có :)
Hà Nội 1-4-2011
Meet the new character for the Myserie RP sim! She's a 227 yr old fire nymph aligned with the unseelie court, and she's excited to make a name for herself in Myserie.
A nocturnal scene of the constellation Canis Major crossing the Golden Gate Bridge. I chose a long exposure to transform a night scene of the bridge and surrounding landscape into a dreamscape. I waited for the constellation to align with the bridge as a light cloud layer approached diffusing the light from the bridge and stars above. As the camera was recording i watched the thin wisps of clouds and fog dance along the horizon over the city. I liked the way things came out and how the camera captures the passage of time.
_Tech detail_
Single exposure
81 secs
ISO 100
Aperture F3.5
18mm Focal length
Sony Alpha a390 DSLR camera
Sony 18-55mm F3.5-5.6SAM Lens
Fort Baker Marin County, Ca
Robert the Bruce, “I must be off, for I doubt I have slain the Red Comyn,”
Kirkpatrick of Closeburn, “Doubt? I mak sikker.”
Sir Robert Fleming, “Let the deed shaw.”
Bruce, having wounded Comyn with his dagger, rushed from the church and encountered his attendants outside. Bruce told them what had happened and said, “I must be off, for I doubt I have slain the Red Comyn,”
“Doubt?” Kirkpatrick of Closeburn answered, “I mak sikker, (“I'll make sure,” or “I make sure”) and rushing into the church, to finish the deed with his own dagger.
Sir Robert Fleming decapitated Comyn, presenting the head to Robert, stating: “Let the deed shaw” (“Let the deed show”)
“Thirteen days after the event, a garbled version of the facts reached the court of Edward I at Winchester, where the murder was reported as “the work of some people who are doing their utmost to trouble the peace and quiet of the realm of Scotland.”
John Comyn III of Badenoch
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Comyn_III_of_Badenoch
I posted this photograph on 10th February 2026 at 720 years on from that date in 1306 when Robert the Bruce killed John III Comyn Lord of Badenoch. Possibly showing Viking heritage for his bright hair John Comyn was known as The Red Comyn and John Red Comyn. To some analysis he was the leading contender, if not the only successor to be King of Scotland. His rival at the time Robert The Bruce, Brus, was in negotiations with John Comyn. They had both allied with and fought against Edward I of England. The Bruce shortly after the death of Comyn was crowned King of Scotland on 25 March 1306 at Scone Abbey without the Sone of Destiny that had been either been taken, captured or stolen by Edward I along with other regal regalia in an attempt to prevent potential Scottish Monarchs legitimising their independence against his rule. Isabella Countess of Buchan daughter of the Earl of Fife took the role that would have traditionally been assigned to her brother as the male head of her clan. From the attack at the altar in front of the Heaven of Heavens to the Coronation followed by been a fugitive in his own kingdom as Edward and other hunted him as an outlaw The Bruce continued and from defeat and through more than one excommunication from both Pope Clement V and Pope John XXII he rose again possibly inspired by a spider refashioning their web each time it was destroyed he rose to become a King whose whole nation was included in his excommunication. At the time the Papacy exerted authority above that of kings and fighting against an accepted Monarch was grounds for removing them from taking Communion and casting them out the Church such that some state the whole of Scotland was considered beyond acceptance by the Church til Robert the Bruce gained military victories showing his dominion over Scotland and was then resolved by a declaration of repentance, profession of the Creed and an Act of Faith to demonstrate his renewal of obedience such that the lifting of the censure through absolution renewed his links to the church and his legitimacy in their eyes as King of Scotland. There is much written and even more spoken of this situation that rebirthed the Scottish nation that continues to this day in a joint crown of the United Kingdom with a Scottish Parliament and the return of the Stone of Destiny. Union, even Perfect Union has included joint Monarchs with their own Coronation Regalia and continues to this day. Undoubtedly there have been several tortured twists and terrifying turns along the ways including rivalry leading to wars and deaths. I hope to have made some mention of the history and an indication of the mystery that from brutal attacks through fatal switches of faith to arranged marriages has been the fuel of rebellion and reformation of our Crowns and hearts brining beauty out of destruction and presenting some positive powerful peace away from devastation and destruction.
I posted this on 10th February 2026 at 720 years on from that date in 1306 when Robert the Bruce killed John Comyn. I was too ill to complete the description and posted my notes that have now been collected into this revised description. I think that I even listed the lens and camera incorrectly too? I have tried to present some history without my opinion. The matters mentioned are controversial and I hope that you do your research and please do correct me as required.
I am still editing this description and below there are links to several sites including to a commemorative plaque in Greggs, nightclub planning potential, a picture of an early stone head found in excavations at the site that has an understandable resemblance to the icon in the picture and some notes on dates and dating with change from The Julian Calendar to The Gregorian Calendar. I hope to make a edit sometime soon.
Robert the Bruce killed John III Comyn Lord of Badenoch on Thursday 10th February 1306 in the church of The Greyfriars at Dumfries. This is the modern Church of Greyfriars at Dumfries in 2026,
Now The Cathedral of the Blessed Virgin Mary and Saint Ninian in Dumfries.
Picture posted on 10th February 2026 at 720 years on from that date in 1306.
© PHH Sykes 2026
phhsykes@gmail.com
On Castle Street in Dumfries near to the location of my picture one sign reads,
“Here stood the monastery
of the Grey Friars where
on Thursday 10th February
1306 ROBERT THE BRUCE
aided by
SIR ROGER KIRKPATRICK
Slew THE RED COMYN and
opened the final stage
of the war for
Scottish Independence
which ended victoriously on
The Field of BANNOCKBURN
1314
“I MAC SICCAR”
Erected by the citizens of
Dumfries & The Saltire Society.”
www.allaboutedinburgh.co.uk/dumfries-attractions
This site is close to the modern Greyfriars Church Dumfries. I find that it has been St Bride’s Anglican Church and is now The Cathedral of the Blessed Virgin Mary and Saint Ninian. St Bride’s Anglican Church was sold on 9 December 2021 and moved to another site when Dumfries. Greyfriars was bought by the Orthodox Diocese of Whithorn.
Julian and Gregorian Calendar dates are not stated for the sign displaying Thursday 10th February 1306.
“To calculate a date before the Gregorian calendar (adopted Oct 15, 1582), use the Julian calendar system, which had leap years every 4 years. For dates before 1582, subtract 10 days to align with the modern calendar, adding 1 day for every century year not divisible by 400 that occurs between that date and 1582.
To convert a Julian calendar date from the 14th century (specifically 1306) to the Gregorian calendar, you must add 8 days to the Julian date.
Julian Date: February 10, 1306
Correction: +8 days
Gregorian Date: February 18, 1306
The Greyfriars Church interior at Dumfries during The Northern Lights event
“On 9 December 2021 St Bride’s Anglican Church sold the church and moved to another site in Dumfries. Greyfriars was bought by the Orthodox Diocese of Whithorn.”
“Greyfriars Church Dumfries
On what was the site of Dumfries Castle which was destroyed circa 1320 the First Church was built in 1772. The present Greyfriars Church was built in 1868, which overlooks the site of the famous murder in the original Church of the Greyfriars, committed by Robert the Bruce over the crown of Scotland, John III Comyn Lord of Badenoch in 1306. This was the beginning of the war of Independence that finish at Bannockburn. The plaque on the site of where the murder took place is at the bus stop across from the Robert Burns Statue
Nightclub bid at historic Robert the Bruce killing site in Dumfries 20 February 2018
www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-south-scotland-43118369#:~....
Robert the Bruce site nightclub set for approval 29 June 2018
www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-south-scotland-44642891
Robert the Bruce “I must be off, for I doubt I have slain the Red Comyn,”[5] "Doubt?" Kirkpatrick of Closeburn answered, "I mak sikker," ("I'll make sure," or "I make sure") and rushing into the church, finishing Comyn.”
Roger de Kirkpatrick
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roger_de_Kirkpatrick
Interior. Corbel from earlier church – this depiction looks a little like the icon as shown in my picture, both following religious art traditions.
Robert the Bruce remembered in Greggs 1 February 2016
www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-south-scotland-35459121
Robert the Bruce honoured at Greyfriars Greggs 4 February 2016
www.thegrocer.co.uk/comment-and-opinion/robert-the-bruce-...
St Bride's Anglican Church (former Greyfriars' Church), Church Crescent, Dumfries
LB26126
portal.historicenvironment.scot/apex/f?p=1505:300:::::VIE...
Dumfries, Church Crescent, Greyfriars Church
www.trove.scot/place/65531#images
The Cathedral of the Blessed Virgin Mary and Saint Ninian in Dumfries
www.scotlandschurchestrust.org.uk/church/dumfries-orthodo...
Greyfriars Church, Dumfries
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greyfriars_Church,_Dumfries
Greyfriars Church, Dumfries
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greyfriars_Church,_Dumfries#cite_no...
“Greyfriars Church sits on the historic site of Maxwell Castle where Robert the Bruce is known to have killed John Comyn. The building we now know was rebuilt in 1866-1868.”
IMMORTAL MEMORY
northernlightsdumfries.com/immortal-memory/
I went to Northern Lights in Dumfries and whilst looking for locations of the light presentations I thought this was one of them.
Experience the magic of the Northern Lights in Dumfries 15th – 19th Jan 2026
(Nove Mesto) Prague (République Tchèque)
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A sundial is a device that measures time by the position of the Sun. In common designs such as the horizontal sundial, the sun casts a shadow from its style (a thin rod or a sharp, straight edge) onto a flat surface marked with lines indicating the hours of the day. As the sun moves across the sky, the shadow-edge progressively aligns with different hour-lines on the plate. Such designs rely on the style being aligned with the axis of the Earth's rotation. Hence, if such a sundial is to tell the correct time, the style must point towards true North (not the north or south magnetic pole) and the style's angle with horizontal must equal the sundial's geographical latitude. However, many sundials do not fit this description, and operate on different principles.
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Quick technical stats: Nikon D40 with 12-24mm lens at 12mm. Two blended exposures at f/8, hand held. Both were 1/30th of a second, but the ISOs were 900 and 320, chosen by auto-iso mode as I adjusted the exposure compensation. Aligned with Hugin and blended in GIMP.
Grote wolfspin / Kraamwebspin / Nursery web spider - Pisaura mirabilis
Striking characteristics of the Pisaura mirabilis are its long legs (the fourth one being the longest) and its slender abdomen (opisthosoma). The male is between 10–13 mm, while the female is 12–15 mm. After final ecdysis the male spiders weigh on average 54 mg and females 68 mg.
The prosoma is variable in color, ranging from light to reddish brown and from gray to black. A lighter stripe is visible down the middle of the prosoma. The opisthosoma is long and narrow and tapered towards the rear end.
Female spiders have a dark patch (epigyne) on the underside of their abdomen that includes the copulatory organs. Male genital openings can be found at the same location, but remain inconspicuous.
Patterning and coloration varies due to polymorphism. These patterns, which can be caused by hair and pigments, change with the growth of the spider (ontogenesis).
Male spiders are stronger in contrast than females and look black, especially in comparison to the white nuptial gifts. Females tend to get paler towards the end of summer. The stripe along the back of the body can be found in all spiders and can be seen as crypsis, a protective measure against predators.
The pedipalps in nymphs and females look similar to legs. In males, this structure gets thicker towards the end and is used to store sperm until reproduction (bulbus). The outer chelicerae segment consists of three teeth. They catch their prey during the day and at night and are also active on warm winter days.
Bebelplatz, a square in central Berlin, is infamous for the Nazi book burning that took place on May 10, 1933. During this event, members of the Nazi German Student Union and other groups burned over 20,000 books deemed "un-German," including works by Jewish, liberal, and socialist authors, as part of an effort to align German culture with Nazi ideology.
Happy Mid-Autumn Moon Festival 中秋佳節快樂 enjoy the moon cakes ;)
It is full moon tonight. Did you watch the moonrise? It was amazing to watch it rise over the horizon. The best part is the clear weather :) No clouds/ no fog. However, I can't align the moon with the bridge tower instead I took the shot with the Bank of America building :) My lucky snapshot of the day :)
#sanfrancisco #moonrise #fullmoon #luckysnapshot
My share of Airshow shots. :) Blue Angels performed at California Capital Airshow earlier this month. Due to distance differences, #5 appeared smaller, so I can't line them up perfectly. But hey, at least their tails were pretty much aligned.