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Two Brown Bears (Ursus arctos) have an argument at the top of a rock pile. Image taken near Hidden Falls Creek on Baranof Island, Inside Passage, Alaska.
Inlay-printfile for THE BLACKOUT ARGUMENT'S free online ep "Smile Like A Wolf" available for download at www.smilelikeawolf.com
Pourquoi l'anglais, me direz-vous ?
Parce que.
Non, je n'ai pas d'autre argument.
Pourquoi ce reflet ?
Parce que.
Et non, je n'ai toujours pas plus d'argument.
Photo HDR prise le 18 juillet 2019, Grande Rue, à Alençon, en Normandie...
I forgot it was Extraterrestrial Abductions Day.
There seems to be an argument on who abducts who. The astronauts say they get to abduct the aliens. The aliens are positive it means the astronauts are the ones who get abducted.
For information on Extraterrestrial Abductions Day, see www.holidayinsights.com/moreholidays/March/extabductday.htm
Northern Flicker ( Red-shafted Flicker) These two males were having a argument. The one on the right took a poke at the chest of the one on the left and almost fell off of its perch. It is native to most of North America, parts of Central America, Cuba, the Cayman Islands, and is one of the few woodpecker species that migrate. It is the only woodpecker that commonly feeds on the ground. There are over 100 common names for the Northern Flicker. Among them are: Yellowhammer, clape, gaffer woodpecker, harry-wicket, heigh-ho, wake-up, walk-up, wick-up, yarrup, and gawker bird. Many of these names are attempts at imitating some of its calls. Shot through a window covered in rain drops as it was pouring outside. Handheld 1/800sec, f8 iso 3200. IMG_4559
Cara Na Mara, better known as Bad Eddie was washed up on a beach at Bunbeg, Donegal in the 1970's during a storm. It became a major tourist attraction and featured in Clannad's 1985 video. It's now starting to break up and there are arguments over whether it should be removed or a replica put in its place.
Things will be much better soon!
HKD
Zukunft: Hell oder dunkel?
Die dritte Bahnstation lag nun hinter uns und die drei Teenager diskutierten immer noch, ob es möglich sei, die Zukunft zu sehen. Die beiden Jungs und die Abiturientin schweiften häufig ab, doch der rote Faden zog sich immer weder durch.
Sven war der Überzeugung, dass unser Planet von Wesenheiten aus der Zukunft besucht würde, und demnach sei es nur logisch, dass man auch in die Zukunft sehen könne. Er führte zahlreiche Argumente an, erwähnte die Kornkreise mit ihren Botschaften, die Zeugenaussagen respektabler Menschen, zu denen der Astronaut Mitchell gehöre, und er sprach von medial veranlagten Menschen, die Botschaften von anderen Wesenheiten empfingen.
Tanja erwähnte in diesem Zusammenhang tibetische Mönche, von denen einige in tiefer Meditation Aspekte der Zukunft schauen könnten.
„Ich versteh das nicht“, sagte Eric. „Wie kann man etwas sehen, was noch nicht eingetroffen ist?“
Tanja sagte, der Vater ihrer Freundin sei Arzt und Meditationslehrer. Er gebe Kurse gegen Stress, und er sei schon einmal im Himalaya auf Trekking gewesen.
„Die haben Klöster besucht“, fuhr Tanja fort. „Und haben mit einem Medium gesprochen.“
„Und das hat von der Zukunft erzählt?“ Sven wurde neugierig. „Was denn?“
Das seien vor allem sehr persönliche Dinge gewesen, die der Arzt nicht gesagt habe, doch immerhin konnte er ein paar allgemeine Umstände mitteilen. Das Medium habe die Währungskrise vorausgesagt und eine Revolution auf dem Gebiet der Energiegewinnung.
„Was für eine Revolution?“ fragte Eric.
„Es gibt angeblich so etwas wie freie Energie“, sagte Sven.
„Und was hat das jetzt mit der Zukunftsschau zu tun?“ Eric schien ein wenig genervt.
Tanja nervte zurück.
„Aber die Zukunft wird rosig“, sagte sie schließlich. „Und das sind doch wohl gute Zukunftsaussichten, die aus dem Himalaya kommen, oder?“
„Wenn ich an die Zukunft denke“, sagte Eric, „sehe ich eher schwarz. Die Menschen suchen immer einen Grund, sich zu streiten.“
„Das mag ja sein“ entgegnete Tanja. „Aber sie suchen auch immer nach einem Grund, sich zu lieben.“
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Digital art based on own photography and textures
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Good news for 2012 from Tibet :-))
Gute Nachrichten für 2012 aus Tibet:
outlooktibet.com/mind-a-life/sience-a-buddhism-news/buddh...
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A subcomissão criada no Senado para acompanhar os preparativos para a Copa do Mundo não está só preocupada com o andamento das obras até o evento, mas também com o que pode acontecer com elas depois. Neste Argumento, Ângela Brandão entrevista o vice-presidente da subcomissão, senador Zezé Perella.
“Circumstances!?! I make circumstances.”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Yeah, she said that too...
It must be the hat that made her channel the guy....
Driverless autonomous-ish buses. Several cities throughout the country have tried one or two of them and most of them soon concluded, nope. Astonishing as the technology may be, we won't be pursuing this any further. And then there's Monheim. Monheim being Monheim dove in head first and built a brand new depot and bought five or six vehicles.
It's been a while now that I wanted to take a ride on one of these, and now that I have, frankly, I really wonder which kind of application or market they are intended for. First of, they aren't truly autonomous. Not in Monheim at least. There's still a staff member required on board as a guard at all times. So any argument along the lines of saving personnel (compared to a normal bus) is out of the window right from the start.
The good thing first, as long as they work, which they did at least occasionally during my short test, they're a convenient mode of covering short distances the majority of people could walk, and some could walk faster in fact. If nothing else, then on rainy days at least. They seat up to six passengers and offer standing room for about the same amount, as long as nobody comes along with a wheelchair or a baby stroller. To make it short, those groups are about the only ones I could see really profiting from this technology. Except, not quite, more on that later.
The guard is technically only there in case something goes wrong. In that case, they have to grab a remote control - looks a bit like one for an RC toy car, only beefier - and drive the vehicle manually. At a reduced speed of 5 km/h maximum, instead of the normal 15 to 20.
And that's where the trouble starts. Unfortunately, it doesn't take much at all for the bus to determine something is wrong. A car parked too close to the road? Emergency stop. A car or a cyclist overtaking with too little distance? Emergency stop. A trash bin placed carelessly? Emergency stop. Presumably pedestrians getting too close, or a cat, or a pigeon... you guessed it. And those emergency stops are quite harsh. I could definitely see someone falling over if they were standing and didn't see it coming. Luckily the guard usually sees it coming and can warn the passengers. An elderly person who has trouble enough as it is, keeping themselves on their feet or their walking aid... frankly I can't see a chance they'll remain standing for the duration of the ride if it keeps doing that.
Once the obstacle on the road is cleared, the guard presses a button on the touchscreen at the front, and the bus resumes automatic operation. I guess in fully autonomous operation, the passengers are supposed to do that? Assess when the road is clear enough for the software and give it the go?
Further, considering that each vehicle costs about the same as a full size city bus, between 200,000 and 300,000 Euros, the economical argument falls apart even more. Speaking of the economy, I got my ride for free at least. They were just shutting down the system due to some technical difficulties, and my bus was on the way to the depot.
All in all, I have a hard time seeing this system as a meaningful addition to regular everyday public transit. Wherever this technology might be useful, assuming the permanent emergency braking gets eliminated, it'd have to be quite the niche application. Maybe clinics with large grounds. Or parks, cemeteries. Large parking lots, at an airport perhaps. Places where you go distances you'd consider to cover by bicycle, if you could reasonably bring one here. At least that second criterion, Monheim old town doesn't meet.
Tree Swallow; Handsome aerialists with deep-blue iridescent backs and clean white fronts, Tree Swallows are a familiar sight in summer fields and wetlands across northern North America. They chase after flying insects with acrobatic twists and turns, their steely blue-green feathers flashing in the sunlight.
It is the only explanation I can come up with for this garden design. An angry couple must sit with backs to each other and eyes averted from beauty... until they learn better and can walk the path to each other again.
It's a thought.
For months, the world has watched and listened to arguments and discussions about what the course of action should be in the Middle East by the rest of the world. The thoughts are complex and very complicated
Wadi Rum, ironically, was the site of Lawrence of Arabia's war and the backdrop for one of the greatest films ever made. Now, scenes like this exist, with tents being used by tourists visiting the quiet solitary sand dunes to see the sweeping views. This is a "must do" if you visit Jordan.
AAD 725B The best photo I could get after a discussion/semi argument over whether I had a right to take a photo or not - a situation I've encountered here before at this scrap business which is apparently run by a completely paranoid individual.
Next building past the Scaffolding is Downe House, bought by Mick Jagger after he married Jerry Hall back in the early 1990's
Arguments still continue over the ownership
Richmond Hill, Richmond, Greater London. UK.
An aerial argument between two red kites. This interaction is usually over in a flash and you often don't appreciate the fact that one of them has turned upside down in the process.
The star Sirius is a beacon in the dark night. It looks like a mother of pearl that Poseidon himself was in charge of cultivating and polishing to light the way for the intrepid sailors who cross the expanse of its seas.
Sirius is the brightest star in the sky visible from Earth, reaching a magnitude of -1.09. Located in the constellation of Canis Major, Alpha Canis Majoris (one of its official names), it is 8.60 light years away from us and forms an amazing double system, where its companion is very difficult to observe, since it is a white dwarf of magnitude 8.44. In this modest image, Sirius is accompanied to the left by the beautiful open cluster Messier 41 (M 41), with a small red star at its center. Below to the left of Sirius, three red-toned stars stand out. These are the beautiful Nu 1, Nu 2 and Nu 3 Canis Majoris.
Around you, you can see a sea of stars and there is a lot to say about them. I'll just say that when I was a kid, I used to ask my mom how many stars there were. While we looked at the dark sky of country nights, with great grace and mischief he answered me "sin cuenta" which, in Spanish, means that it is not possible to count and is pronounced the same as "cincuenta", which in English is fifty. So I, with a lot of effort and taking care not to get lost and count the same star twice, began the task of counting the fifty stars in that immense sky. At my young age, I knew that if I could get past that number, I would be ready to refute my mother's argument. In the end, I was contemplating her beautiful face her, barely illuminated by that immense starry sky.
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I captured this photo with my old Nikon 75-150 lens, from the 1980s, at 100mm and my Nikon D5600 camera. 8.40 minute integration, Iso 1000. Processed with DeepSkyStacker, Siril and Gimp.
Rural area, Concordia, Entre Ríos, Argentina. 30-03-2023, 23:09 hs.
Aquest son els dos gegants masculins de Berga, el vell a l'esquerra i el nou (de finals s. XIX) a la dreta. Com podeu veure, els seus arguments son pesants... i plens de punxes!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SaOnPQ5HEPM
Foto presa a la Patum Extraordinaria del setembre. La Patum SEMPRE es fa per Corpus (entre maig i juny), però aquest 2016 es va donar una 2ª Patum extraordinaria el setembre, en motiu del centenari de la coronació de la Verge de Queralt, patrona de Berga.
La Patum és la celebració més intensa i especial de Catalunya. Em falten paraules per poder-la descriure.
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Those are the "male" giants of the town of Berga, showing their "arguments". They were built arround 1850-1890, and are part of the celebrations of La Patum. On the other side, the tradition of giants in the local festivities is found all arround Catalonia and Europe. In fact the giants, like the "dwarves" are an adopted element in the Patum, not being in the medieval core of the festival.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gigantes_y_cabezudos
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SaOnPQ5HEPM
The Patum is a festival held in the Catalan town of Berga each year in Corpus Christi. It's a unique event in all over the World. It's so speciall that it's part of UNESCO World Heritage. It's origins are in the middle ages, although in its current form it dates from the last decades of the XIX Century. It beggins in wednesday of Corpus till sunday of Corpus.
More info about La Patum de Berga:
Chartwell is a country house near Westerham, Kent, in South East England. For over forty years, it was the home of Sir Winston Churchill. He bought the property in September 1922 and lived there until shortly before his death in January 1965. During the 1930s, when Churchill was out of political office, Chartwell became the centre of his world. At his dining table, he gathered those who could assist his campaign against German re-armament and the British government's response of appeasement; in his study, he composed speeches and wrote books; in his garden, he built walls, constructed lakes — both with his own hands — and painted. During the Second World War, Chartwell was largely unused, the Churchills returning after he lost the 1945 election. In 1953, when again prime minister, the house became Churchill's refuge when he suffered a debilitating stroke. In October 1964, he left for the last time, dying at his London home, 28 Hyde Park Gate, on 24 January 1965.
The origins of the estate reach back to the 14th century; in 1382, the property (then called Well-street) was owned by William-at-Well. It passed through various owners and was auctioned in 1836, as a substantial brick-built manor. In 1848, it was purchased by John Campbell Colquhoun, whose grandson sold it to Churchill. The Campbell Colquhouns greatly enlarged the house and the advertisement for its sale at the time of Churchill's purchase described it as an imposing mansion. Between 1922 and 1924, it was rebuilt and extended by the society architect Philip Tilden. From the garden front, the house has extensive views over the Weald of Kent, "the most beautiful and charming" Churchill had ever seen, and the determining factor in his decision to buy the house.
In 1946, when financial constraints forced Churchill to consider selling Chartwell, it was acquired by the National Trust with funds raised by a consortium of Churchill's friends (led by Lord Camrose), on condition that the Churchills retained a life-tenancy. After Churchill's death, Lady Churchill surrendered her rights to the house, and it was opened to the public by the Trust in 1966 as a historic house museum. A Grade I listed building, for its historical significance rather than its architectural merit, Chartwell has become among the Trust's most popular properties; 232,000 people visited the house in 2016, the fiftieth anniversary of its opening.
Churchill at Chartwell
1922 to 1939
Chartwell – Clementine Churchill's "magnificent aerial bower" to the left
Churchill first saw Chartwell in July 1921, shortly before the house and estate were to be auctioned.[11] He returned the same month with his wife Clementine, who was initially attracted to the property, although her enthusiasm cooled during subsequent visits.[12] In September 1922, when the house had failed to sell at auction, he was offered it for £5,500. He paid £5,000, after his first offer of £4,800, made because "the house will have to be very largely rebuilt, and the presence of dry rot is a very serious adverse factor", was rejected.[13] The seller was Captain Archibald John Campbell Colquhoun, who had inherited the house in June 1922 on the death of his brother.[14] Campbell Colquhoun had been a contemporary of Churchill's at Harrow School in the 1880s. On completion of the sale in September 1922, Churchill wrote to him, "I am very glad indeed to have become the possessor of "Chartwell".[1] I have been searching for two years for a home in the country and the site is the most beautiful and charming I have ever seen".[14] The sale was concluded on 11 November 1922.[15]
The previous 15 months had been personally and professionally calamitous. In June 1921, Churchill's mother had died, followed three months later by his youngest child, Marigold.[15] In late 1922, he fell ill with appendicitis and at the end of the year lost his Scottish parliamentary seat at Dundee.[16]
Philip Tilden, Churchill's architect, began work on the house in 1922 and the Churchills rented a farmhouse near Westerham, with Churchill frequently visiting the site to observe progress.[17] The two-year building programme, the ever-rising costs – which escalated from the initial estimate of £7,000 to over £18,000 – and a series of construction difficulties (particularly relating to damp) soured relations between architect and client;[18] by 1924, Churchill and Tilden were barely on speaking terms.[19][a][b] Legal arguments, conducted through their respective lawyers, continued until 1927.[22] Clementine's anxieties about the costs, both of building and subsequently living at Chartwell, also continued. In September 1923, Churchill wrote to her, "My beloved, I beg you not to worry about money, or to feel insecure. Chartwell is to be our home (and) we must endeavour to live there for many years."[23] Churchill finally moved into the house in April 1924; a letter dated 17 April to Clementine begins, "This is the first letter I have ever written from this place, and it is right that it should be to you".[24]
In February 1926, Churchill's political colleague Sir Samuel Hoare described a visit in a letter to the press baron Lord Beaverbrook; "I have never seen Winston before in the role of landed proprietor, ... the engineering works on which he is engaged consist of making a series of ponds in a valley and Winston appeared to be a great deal more interested in them than in anything else in the world".[25] As Hoare's presence indicated, Churchill's holidays were very rarely pure vacations. Roy Jenkins, in his study, The Chancellors, contrasted Churchill's approach to holidaying with that of his then boss, Stanley Baldwin. "Churchill went to Chartwell or elsewhere to lengthen the stride of his political work, but not greatly to reduce its quantity; far from shutting himself off, he persuaded as many as possible of his colleagues and henchmen to visit him, to receive his ever-generous hospitality."[26] In January 1928, James Lees-Milne stayed as a guest of Churchill's son Randolph. He described an evening after dinner; "We remained at that round table till after midnight. Mr Churchill spent a blissful two hours demonstrating with decanters and wine glasses how the Battle of Jutland was fought. He got worked up like a schoolboy, making barking noises in imitation of gunfire, and blowing cigar smoke across the battle scene in imitation of gun smoke".[27] On 26 September 1927, Churchill composed the first of his Chartwell Bulletins, which were lengthy letters to Clementine, written to her while she was abroad. In the bulletins, Churchill described in great detail the ongoing works on the house and the gardens, and aspects of his life there. The 26 September letter opens with a report of Churchill's deepening interest in painting; "Sickert arrived on Friday night and we worked very hard at various paintings ... I am really thrilled ... I see my way to paint far better pictures than I ever thought possible before".[28]
Churchill described his life at Chartwell during the later 1930s in the first volume of his history of the Second World War, The Gathering Storm. "I had much to amuse me. I built ... two cottages, ... and walls and made ... a large swimming pool which ... could be heated to supplement our fickle sunshine. Thus I ... dwelt at peace within my habitation".[29] Bill Deakin, one of Churchill's research assistants, recalled his working routine. "He would start the day at eight o'clock in bed, reading. Then he started with his mail. His lunchtime conversation was quite magnificent, ...absolutely free for all. After lunch, if he had guests he would take them round the garden. At seven he would bathe and change for dinner. At midnight, when the guests left, then he would start work ... to three or four in the morning. The secret was his phenomenal power to concentrate."[30][c] In his study of Churchill as author, the historian Peter Clarke described Chartwell as "Winston's word factory"
In the opinion of Robin Fedden, a diplomat, and later Deputy General Secretary of the National Trust and author of the Trust's first guidebook for Chartwell, the house became "the most important country house in Europe".[34] The historian Graham Stewart, in his study of Tory Party politics, Burying Caesar, described it as "a sort of Jacobite court of St Germain".[35][e] A stream of friends, colleagues, disgruntled civil servants, concerned military officers and foreign envoys came to the house to provide information to support Churchill's struggle against appeasement.[f] At Chartwell, he developed what Fedden calls, his own "little Foreign Office ... the hub of resistance".[38] The Chartwell visitors' book, meticulously maintained from 1922, records 780 house guests, not all of them friends, but all grist to Churchill's mill.[39] An example of the latter was Sir Maurice Hankey, Clerk of the Privy Council, who was Churchill's guest for dinner in April 1936. Hankey subsequently wrote, "I do not usually make a note of private conversations but some points arose which gave an indication of the line which Mr Churchill is likely to take in forthcoming debates (on munitions and supply) in Parliament".[40] A week later, Reginald Leeper, a senior Foreign Office official and confidant of Robert Vansittart, visited Churchill to convey their views on the need to use the League of Nations to counter German aggression. Vansittart wrote, "there is no time to lose. There is indeed a great danger that we shall be too late".[41]
Churchill also recorded visits to Chartwell by two more of his most important suppliers of confidential governmental information, Desmond Morton and Ralph Wigram, information which he used to "form and fortify my opinion about the Hitler Movement".[g][43] Their sharing of data on German rearmament was at some risk to their careers; the military historian Richard Holmes is clear that Morton's actions breached the Official Secrets Act.[44] Chartwell was also the scene of more direct attempts to prepare Britain for the coming conflict; in October 1939, when reappointed First Lord of the Admiralty on the outbreak of war, Churchill suggested an improvement for anti-aircraft shells; "Such shells could be filled with zinc ethyl which catches fire spontaneously ... A fraction of an ounce was demonstrated at Chartwell last summer".[45][h]
In 1938, Churchill, beset by financial concerns, again considered selling Chartwell,[47] at which time the house was advertised as containing five reception rooms, nineteen bed and dressing rooms, eight bathrooms, set in eighty acres with three cottages on the estate and a heated and floodlit swimming pool.[i] He withdrew the sale after the industrialist Henry Strakosch agreed to take over his share portfolio, which had been hit heavily by losses on Wall Street, for three years and pay off significant associated debts.[49] In September 1938, the Russian Ambassador, Ivan Maisky, made his first visit and recorded his impressions of Chartwell: "A wonderful place! A two-storey house, large and tastefully presented; the terrace affords a breathtaking view of Kent's hilly landscape; ponds with goldfish of varying size; a pavilion-cum-studio with dozens of paintings - his own creations - hanging on the walls; his pride and joy, a small brick cottage which he was building with his own hands".[j] His impression of his host was somewhat less favourable; asked what special occasion would lead Churchill to drink a bottle of wine dating from 1793 from his cellar, Churchill had replied - "We'll drink this together when Great Britain and Russia beat Hitler's Germany". Maisky's unspoken reaction was recorded in his diary, "Churchill's hatred of Berlin really has gone beyond all limits!" Wikipedia
She got her cheesy formal, so I asked her to be angry at me for this one.
disclaimer : we really don't have an abusive relationship, she doesn't beat me up nor vice versa.
:)
Had some free time this morning and i just had the urge to settle my personal arguments with HV Agnes. Her hair with lumps chop off to make that bun, the seemingly endless wing eye... and that red lipstick that she borrowed from elise... i cut her hair to a forgivable length in relation to the shortest at the back, boil perm, removed that lip, tamed those eye wings and reshape her brows... all of this with what might be Grace Kelly in mind. She turned out to be gorgeous and regal.
White Rhinoceros (Ceratotherium simum) having a scrum right at sundown. There apparently was a mineral lik where they gathered after watering and muddying up. Some areas of that lik were just dust which these two obliging kicked up right before sundown. Backlighting and dust are two of my favorite situations to be in on. Image taken at Khama Rhino Sanctuary of Botwana.