VAMPIRES: HOUSE OF SHEOL VAMPIRE COVEN
View allAll Photos Tagged argumentation
One more shot of the American Flamingo, Phoenicopterus ruber from my recent trip down to Florida and visit to the Homosassa Springs State Park.
Four days after I took the B&W shot I returned to the park determined to watch the flamingos for a bit with the camera mounted on a tripod and gimbal mount. They're funny how they all sit quietly as if to appear asleep, then suddenly, they all start having arguments and prance about displaying their feathers. This goes on for a bit, then as quick as it started, it ends and they all settle back down. Fun to watch and out of it came this shot! This feather study is what I was after and it's been in my head since my first visit back in 2017. Even looks good in color! :)
Never get involved with a couple having an argument. I went back another way.
A scene in Epping Forest re-imagined in colour. I think lock down is finally getting to me.
A combination of several images.
You are my small green friend
You are always available for admirations or arguments
Shivering in the wind like an old human
Hoping for sunlight to fall across your many bumpy shoulders
As you lift up the weight of worlds.
Some humans think that plants grow stronger and faster
When they are spoken to in a gentle voice
With love and with a touch of acknowledgement
They are the only ones who can keep all your secrets
And still manage to survive
**All photos are copyrighted**
Double-crested cormorants arguing about roosting rights. I took twenty photos of the squabble. I combined two of them to show the best facial expressions and wing positions.
Golden Plover - Pluvialis apricaria
The European golden plover (Pluvialis apricaria), also known as the Eurasian golden plover or just the golden plover within Europe, is a largish plover. This species is similar to two other golden plovers: the American golden plover, Pluvialis dominica, and Pacific golden plover, Pluvialis fulva, which are both smaller, slimmer and relatively longer-legged than European golden plover, and both have grey rather than white axillary feathers (only properly visible in flight).
The European golden plover tends to breed in the Arctic tundra and other palearctic areas, ranging as far west as Iceland, where they are called Heiðlóa, and as far east as central Siberia. It tends to gather in large flocks and winter in open areas, agricultural plains, ploughed land, and short meadows, ranging from Europe to North Africa.
The European golden plover spends summers in Iceland, and in Icelandic folklore, the appearance of the first plover in country means that spring has arrived. The Icelandic media always covers the first plover sighting, which in 2017, took place on March 27, 2017.
Origin of Guinness World Records
On 10 November 1951, Sir Hugh Beaver, then the managing director of the Guinness Breweries, went on a shooting party in the North Slob, by the River Slaney in County Wexford, Ireland. After missing a shot at a Eurasian golden plover, he became involved in an argument over which was the fastest game bird in Europe, the golden plover or the red grouse (the former being correct). That evening at Castlebridge House, he realised that it was impossible to confirm in reference books whether or not the golden plover was Europe's fastest game bird. Beaver knew that there must be numerous other questions debated nightly in pubs throughout Ireland, but there was no book in the world with which to settle arguments about records. He realised then that a book supplying the answers to this sort of question might prove popular. A Guinness employee told Sir Hugh of two twin brothers, Norris and Ross McWhirter, who had opened a fact checking agency in London. Sir Hugh interviewed the brothers and, impressed by their prodigious knowledge, commissioned the book. Later, he published the first Guinness World Records which became a best seller within months.
Population:
UK breeding:
38,000-59,000 pairs
UK wintering:
420,000 birds
Two Chaffinches having a little argument.
Chaffinch (Fringilla coelebs).
© 2022 Marc Haegeman. All Rights Reserved
Two male House hopper jumping spiders. These jumpers really can put on a show, more like a dance than fighting though its for real!
I’m at that stage of my life where I keep myself out of arguments. Even if you tell me 1+1=5 you’re absolutely correct, enjoy.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=XGGWhOUYObc
@ Radio Ocho Tango Place
This is not a medieval ruine somewhere in Europe, this is the Bishop Castle in Colorado. Jim Bishop has built it alone since 1969 against all odds like missing money, hard labor, arguments with authorities, brands, blows, personal strocks of fate... This really incredible building, lost in the wilderness of Colorado, wil probably never be completed, but in this case the way is a goal...
Ansel Adams would slap a red filter on his lens, then spend three days burning and dodging in the dark room, making his prints. That’s a manipulation. Even the photographs of Henri Cartier-Bresson, with all due respect to him, are notoriously burned and dodged :-)
Joel Sternfeld
HPPT!! Truth Matters! Lies have consequences!
many petalled star magnolia, 'Chrysanthemumiflora', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Dejo esta imagen de la ciudad de Ushuaia…Bahía Golonddrina , playa del hotel Tolkeyen.
Aquí tomó esta imagen mi hijo mayor , que con su Handpan, aprovechó, sus dos horas libres para salir del barrio y tocar en libertad…
En primer plano el Handpan. Este término se usa para un grupo de instrumentos musicales que resulta de “El Hang”,instrumento inventado y construido por la compañia suiza PANArt Hangbau AG., de Berna en el año 2.000. Hang , es mano en este idioma.
Este instrumento…se basa en el Steeldrum, de percusión melódica, de acero, originario de Trinidad y Tobago creado en 1951. Inspirado en la costumbre de los jóvenes de tocar ritmos con latas o bidones en las calles…Y también en el Gatham, instrumento de cerámica utilizado en la India.
El término Handpan fué discutido con bastante controversia, argumentando entre otras cosas, que la palabra "pan" es de uso cultural en las bandas de Steelpan en Trinidad y Tobago, que no tienen nada que ver con el lugar de origen del Hang.Los que estaban a favor, resaltaban la necesidad de un término genérico.
Finalmente"Handpan"se convirtió en la expresión convencionalizada entre los interesados en éste instrumento.
"All the arguments to prove man's superiority can not shatter this hard fact: in suffering, the animals are our equals"........Peter Singer
A day at Speakers' Corner in Hyde Park, London. A place for free speach and argumentation.
These two were very passionate about their religious arguments, but it was a much friendlier discussion than what it seems.
Lots of photos of that day at: aleadamphotos.wordpress.com/2016/09/10/a-day-at-speakers-...
This morning I was late to the dining room, everybody from my party were already seated when I arrived. I was ushered to a table at the far end of the dining room. I asked to be seated with my party, but this was not possible, I had to sit at the allocated table. Foolishly I pressed my argument, then it dawned on me, I was in some Chinese version of Fawlty Towers and this woman was Manuel in drag. It was pointless to argue.
The toaster worked, they provided soup bowls for the toast, a novel innovation I thought. The bacon was real and the eggs almost speedy.
Outside the day was misty. We took a bus to a wharf on the Li River for a scenic cruise past some of the most spectacular mountain scenery in China. Jennifer, our guide, said the mist would add soft light to our photos, so we should not be despondent.
The plan was to cruise 3½ hours through impressive gorges and tranquil farming villages to the town of Yangshou. There we'd explore the cobblestone streets, experience the local life and do some bargain shopping in the colourful markets before returning to Guilin by road in the late afternoon. It all sounded too good to be true, and so it was.
This photo was taken a short time after we left Guilin, the mountains were spectacular, this landscape on a sunny day would have been amazing.
Green is the prime color of the world, and that from which its loveliness arises.
-- Pedro Calderon de la Barca
[Larger provides further evidence]
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bhF34xLMOpY
"La VIBRATION de l' UNIVERS"
de SERGE - REIVER NAZARE .
vadeker.net/beyond/contact/lois_sur_les_extraterrestres.html
"LOIS et REGLEMENTS sur le CONTACT avec les EXTRATERRESTRES" ... aux USA .
"C' est dans l' air du temps que cette ""paranoïa anti-extraterrestre"" soit devenue mondiale . Il faudrait se méfier de tout contact avec un intelligence extraterrestre ou toutes formes de vie extraterrestre . Et, comme chacun le sait , nul n' est censé ignorer la Loi , même si c' est pour réglementer un contact avec un phénomène qui n' est pas censé exister , car il n' est pas officiellement reconnu , mais qui pourrait tout de même l' être si on ouvre grand les yeux .
Les Gouvernements jouent ainsi avec les contradictions et ils ne manquent pas d' imaginations ni d' arguments pour légiférer sur un contrôle de ceux qui seraient confrontés au phénomène ovnien . Nous retrouvons des Lois à géométrie variable parce qu'on ne sait jamais ce qui pourrait se passer dans la tête d' un terrien ...
Les Politiques en parlent , les Militaires les craignent , les Stratèges ne savent plus sur quel pied danser ...
Un bref aperçu pour avoir une idée du contexte culturel et idéologique dans lesquels émergent ces Lois ..."
(Motion Blur)
Thank you , my Friends , for your Visits ...
This photo of a grebe having an argument with a coot over territory. It was triggered when their babies were swimming around and overlapped but too close, as it turned out, to the grebe's nest. The sound was significant and the grebe's low posture was interesting to watch play out. Coot is in next photo.
I heard a politician say in a news report earlier today that we may be more or less back to normal by the summer. I really really really hope he is correct but my brain simply can not compute that information. It just doesn't seem possible from where I am sitting today, reading the grim daily statistics and listening on the radio to the arguments, accusations, and political point scoring. But who knows, lets give that optimistic politician the benefit of the doubt and so I present a little bit of Summer Freedom. We all need some pink clouds in our lives.
DRD - "Backyard Dock" is a new release (somehow) centered around the perfect dock and plenty of accessories to dress it up for any occasion. Planters, tables and chairs for dining with friends, loungers, candle lights and of course cocktails. Who doesn't need to wash down a perfectly unacceptable argument with a tray Moscow Mules? Available now thru May 27th only at the Fameshed Event.
@http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/FaMESHed/226/225/800
DRD MP:
@https://marketplace.secondlife.com/stores/167022
DRD In-World:
@http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Death%20Row/115/203/25
DRD Flickr:
@https://www.flickr.com/groups/deathrowdesigns/
Die aufgrund von Corona zunehmende Freizeit und das überragende Wetter sind eigentlich Argumente genug um der heimatlichen Natobahn diverse Besuche abzustatten um Fotostellen "abzuarbeiten". Leider ist der von Keolis betriebene RE 78 mal wieder im SEV, sodass sich ein Ausflug überhaupt nicht lohnt. Grund hierfür ist der Corona Notfahrplan, wobei mir hier die Logik fehlt: Statt eines fünfteiligen Flirt dürften die - zugegeben wenigen - Fahrgäste in einem etwa 12 Meter langen Bus platz nehmen...
Für die Fahrdienstleiter gestaltet sich der Arbeitstag somit noch langweiliger. Mit zwei Zügen pro Schicht sind sie derzeit schon gut dabei...
Am 15.04.2020 stand aber eine Sonderleistung auf dem Plan, die mich ohne zu überlegen nach Estorf lockte. Es sollte ein Messzug von Minden nach Hamburg verkehren. Als Zuglok war 120 105 geplant, welche für ein paar Tage von DB Fernverkehr an DB Systemtechnik ausgeliehen wurde und top im Lack war. Um 08:30 Uhr erreichten wir Estorf und fanden einen Bautrupp der DB vor. Fünf Arbeiter haben etwas Schotter ins Ausweichgleis geschippt, dann fuhren sie glücklicherweise wieder weg.
Nachdem der Fdl befragt wurde hieß es warten...
Die Planzeit war längst vorbei und das Licht wurde langsam schlechter, da kam der Fdl raus und rief uns zu: "Messzug ab Minden!" Na endlich! Etwa 35 Minuten nach seiner Meldung kurbelte er dann den BÜ runter und stellte die Signale auf Fahrt. Um 10:32 Uhr bog die blitzeblanke 120 105 dann ums Eck. Am Haken hatte sie den #Seeitnovo Messzug, welcher zur UFD nach Hamburg-Eidelstedt sollte. ST 92498 Minden (Westf.) - Hamburg-Eidelstedt (+82) nannte sich das ganze Gespann. Zwei Tage später wurde die Lok wieder an DB Fernverkehr zurückgegeben.
The morning air was cool and fresh as my car pushed its way up the Tioga Pass Road toward the Yosemite High Country. It was May in the Eastern Sierra and the snowmelt had made little lakes out of what would be grassy meadows later in the year. I stopped for a bit to walk around one of the lakes… snapping pics and enjoying the quiet. It was a Delightful Day !!
A little further up the Tioga Pass Road lies Tuolumne Meadows, one of the largest high-elevation meadows in the Sierra Nevada, Tuolumne Meadows at 8,600 feet has been also among the most visible to past pioneers, and present visitors and scientists.
There’s a lot of argument about which stretch of the Pacific Crest Trail has the most breathtaking scenery, but for lovers of high-alpine landscapes, it’s tough to beat the stretch of trail through Yosemite’s Tuolumne Meadows, the largest subalpine meadow in the Sierra Nevada. This is stark, fragile, granite country. The beauty of this region's glacial-cut peaks, gem-like lakes, verdant meadows, and abundant wildlife make it a hiking paradise.
Note: The Pacific Crest National Scenic Trail (PCT) is a treasured pathway through some of the most outstanding scenic terrain in the United States. Beginning in southern California at the Mexican border, the PCT travels a total distance of 2,650 miles through California, Oregon, and Washington until reaching the Canadian border.
Nikon Z6, 14-24/2.8 @ 16.5 mm, 8 sec @ f/11, ISO 100, processed to taste)
Brief disagreement, and seemingly over quickly, between a Black-capped chickadee (in air) and a Dark-eyed junco (perched).
Couldn't pass up a slightly almost-sunny day!
Thanks for your comments,
Fortunately, I don't always have to go far to photograph birds. My sister lives just outside Utrecht in a divine location, where it flutters and croaks continuously. Every spring, more and more storks come to nest, and they regularly look down on us with satisfaction from the chimney as we sip a beer on the terrace. We regularly hear tawny owls (unfortunately the long-eared owls have not been sighted for a number of years), and there seem to be badgers that use the facilities of the local swimming pool every night without paying.
There is a very noisy heron colony. At the beginning of spring, the fight for the best nesting places begins, and later in the breeding season the young croak, squeak and burp for attention, because they need as much food as possible, preferably right away.
At the end of the breeding season there has been (I think) a change in the boys and girls behavior. They can now fly and they now stand in places outside the nest, often on branches, or like here on the ground, and it seems that they can no longer stand each other. They stand opposite each other for minutes, screeching and flapping their wings. I wonder if this was the prelude to the family breaking up, and whether they will now gradually go their own way. Who knows, can say so.
Two little cockles having an argument...
For Macro Mondays theme 'Closed'.
No cockles were harmed in the making of this photograph.
merci à parée erica pour la texture Stony Grunge flic.kr/p/5NEQcS
Fleuves - Hanter dro youtu.be/wAEhB4u2OKY
Avec de magnifiques arguments, Locronan est entré dans les clubs très fermés des "petites cités de caractère" et des "plus beaux villages de France". on le comprend rapidement pourquoi en découvrant, à pied, les superbes demeures qui rayonnent autour de la belle place centrale et de son puits.
d'autres photos flic.kr/s/aHsm1kBVrt
*
*
* Paisaje típico de la Comarca Subbética desde la ventana de un cortijo andaluz en un extenso olivar. Término municipal de Cabra de Córdoba, (La Igabrum tartesso-romana). Centro geográfico de Andalucía.
* Esta fotografía fue tomada desde la misma ventana desde la que, en mis años juveniles, realicé la anterior 40 años antes (aquella de las granadas y membrillos). El paso del tiempo parece que deja las cosas casi iguales pero la pátina del implacable transcurrir de las horas hinca su mella tanto en los elementos físicos como en el recuerdo.
Se trata de esos pequeños detalles que hacen que nosotros seamos “…yo y mis circunstancias…” como argumentaba Ortega y Gasset, y como suelo añadir a mis alumnos “…más mis recuerdos…”, porque sin recuerdos no seriamos nadie.
.
* Bueno traer en nuestra evocación poética la letra de una canción muy bella de Serrat: Para escuchar (To listen) www.youtube.com/watch?v=vo1ceeYqQsk
Pequeñas cosas
Uno se cree
que las mató el tiempo y la ausencia
pero su tren
vendió boleto
de ida y vuelta.
Son aquellas pequeñas cosas
que nos dejó un tiempo de rosas
en un rincón,
en un papel
o en un cajón.
Como un ladrón,
te acechan detrás
de la puerta;
te tienen tan
a su merced
como hojas muertas
que el viento arrastra allá o aquí,
que te sonríen tristes y
nos hacen que
lloremos cuando
nadie nos ve.
(JUAN MANUEL SERRAT. Del álbum musical “Mediterráneo”.)
Foto de mi amigo Escai que me ha prestado para hacer el su procesado distinto y luego pasarnos la info del como lo hemos hecho. Me parece divertidisimo.
Asi que si alguien se anima ya sabéis...sin problemas.
Escai la foto es muy buena.
Se que la foto es de Galicia, el podrá argumentar mas sobre el sitio.
Tengo problemas con mis horarios y no se si podre estar mucho por aquí para ver vuestras fotos, si es así disculpad.
Os dejo su link:
One of my doctoral students (he was from Africa, incidentally) asked me once why I had flowers in the house. His argument was that a 'home', as a human space, was opposed to the non-human space that surrounded it, namely nature, and that the other living things of nature (flowers, dogs, cats etc.) had no place in a home. I was perplexed because his argument had and still has some force. Agapanthus blossom; taken with the Samyang 2/135 at approx. F16 plus a 16mm macro extension tube.
This was one of those reflex shots. These two, what I think are Palm Warblers, suddenly flew out of a tree and had a second or two of arial argument. I’ve tried hard to identify the bird and have come up with our most common warbler, the Palm. But I invite you birders out there to correct me if I’ve mis-identified it. Thanks. (Setophaga palmarum) (Sony a1, 200-600 lens @ 362mm, f/6.3, 1/3200 second, ISO 1250)
I told my wife it was a work of art but she assured me Mother Nature would not be upset if I raked them off of our lawn .... another lost argument ....
Kreis Siegen-Wittgenstein
NRW
„...Flucht und Aufgabe oder Rückeroberung und Neubeginn... Verrückte Zeiten. Obwohl, nein, die Zeit selbst ist ja bei klarem Verstand. Egal, was wir tun, sie schreitet voran. Und die Natur folgt ihr. Egal, ob wir nun Schritt halten können oder nicht... Ich kann der sogenannten Vernunft nicht mehr folgen. Und muss es doch. Die Irrationalität der Schönheit des Todes. Die fragile Hülle unserer Selbstverständlichkeit... Das Licht zeichnet weich, was es an Härte zu sehen gibt. Und ich stehe hier, denke an so vieles und wünsche mir Leere in meinen Gedanken. Ich sehe das Grau der Asche und nicht das strahlende Weiß der Wahrheit oder die dunkle Schwärze der Lüge. Oder das, was ich selbst für Wahrheit und Lüge halte... Und somit werde ich selbst ein Teil des Problems. Je mehr ich auf mein Herz höre, um so mehr gehen mir die Argumente aus. Ich werde zu meiner eigenen Synkope, einem Konflikt zwischen Intention und Betonung... Wenn Märchen kein gutes Ende nehmen, liegt das dann am Erzähler oder an unserer Natur?“