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“Ken Parker is a man of today, with the problems of today. He has no certainty, no security, he lives day by day with the ideals that he has created himself passionately, hopelessly, bravely and painfully trying to be coherent.”
This is how Giancarlo Berardi describes him, his literary inventor, who in 1977, together with the artistic talent of Ivo Milazzo, brought to life the most innovative saga in the history of Italian comics, which then spread to sixteen countries around the world.The adventures of Ken, set in America in the second half of the nineteenth century, leads him to do a wide variety of jobs over the years: from a hunter to an army scout, a detective, an outlaw, a writer. A realistic character, human, paying attention to social issues, that crosses the western settings and anticipates by decades the topics of ecology and racism. This story of an idealist antihero, characterized by an instinctive and vigorous trait, has marked the culture of youngsters and remains an unforgettable reference point for all those who love illustrated and written literature.
「人最難忍受的是什麼？對很多人來說，答案是三個字：不確定。面對不確定的未來總是令人難受的，阿富汗可憐的難民留在國內面對的是不確定，逃到鄰國巴基斯坦面對的也是不確定，所幸，現在多了一個希望，一個可以多點確定的希望，這怎不教人期盼呢？」
待在巴基斯坦大城喀拉蚩(Karachi)的阿富汗難民終於有了正式「身分」，儘管這是「臨時」的，但總比只是一個「人頭」好多了，這是巴基斯坦戶政單位首次施行的新措施，從申請者專注的眼神，看得出一種熱切的期待。(Rizwan Tabassum / Getty Images)
Only one of these is going to stay... but I can't decide which one. I like the paler one because of the strange, vaguely sick, glow to the skin and the contrast between skin and hair (and fraggle). But then I like the black & white version because everything, every vein, every strand of hair, every bump on the throat, is magnified.
So it's up to you.
Assuming you care. ;-P
just like moons and like suns,
with the certainty of tides,
just like hopes springing high,
still i'll rise
~maya angelou
If only intersections in life were as simple.
Rule regimentation and certainty of course.
But you know that I know, and I know that you know, this passage is about unknowns.
The passage is not free, but it is?
The passage is directed by unconscious decision making.
-STOP-
Cars = 1 ton of death
It is about time, space and particles smashing.
Each particle a death note.
The intersection is seemingly passive, under the control of purpose.
When error occurs it's a death intersection.
If it is so hard to see danger in this intersection, how is it possible within a point in life.
"Your strange certainty still kept: A curtain of water droplets, illuminated by strobe lights, appears frozen in midair."
In a time of transition, where you know that everything is changing and nothing will be as it was before, we find ourselves in big impasses, our references are lost and the only certainty is that change is to come, we need to prepare, then comes the internal conflict.
Where to find outlets for the changes necessary to become possible? And when we find them, it seems that all lead us to a leap in the dark, do not know what's on the other side ..., ai paints the desire to remain in the comfort zone: "It's horrible, but I'm already adapted, as I know how it is here. ".
But a voice that comes from deep inside says: "Get out of this place, it will collapse if you do not change anything changes.".
I can not see what's on the other side, just imagine, to have faith, to believe that the best is yet to come.
Em um momento de transição, onde se sabe que tudo está mudando e que nada voltará a ser como era antes, nos vemos diante de grandes impasses, nossas referências se perdem e a única certeza é a de que a mudança esta por vir, é preciso se preparar, então surge o conflito interno.
Onde encontrar saídas para que as modificações necessárias se tornem possíveis? E quando as encontramos, parece que todas nos levam a um salto no escuro, não sabemos o que tem do outro lado..., ai pinta o desejo de permanecer na zona de conforto: “Está tudo horrível, mas já estou adaptado, já sei como é aqui.”.
Mas uma voz que vem lá do fundo diz: “Saia deste lugar, ele vai desabar, se você não mudar nada muda.”.
Não posso ver o que tem do outro lado, só imaginar, ter fé, para crer que o melhor está por vir.
It’s been said that the only two certainties in life are death and taxes. And though the authors cannot help you with the first issue, they can certainly help you with the second. Taxes are the surprise “sucker punch” that can knock out much of your retirement savings. This book will help prepare you to win this fight. View more for amazon kindle or paperback here - www.amazon.com/dp/B09Q4FH19W
Scientific Name: Phylloporus rhodoxanthus (Schw.) Bres.
Common Name: Gilled Bolete
Certainty: positive (notes)
Location: Southern Appalachians; Pisgah NF; Spivey Gap
Date: 20060711
Scientific Name: Tricholomopsis?
Certainty: unsure (notes)
Location: Southern Appalachians; Pisgah NF; Spivey Gap
Date: 20060711
The only one of the busts of philosophers and poets that can be identified with certainty is Dante Alighieri, and some of the loveliest and most famous of the monochromes are illustrations of episodes from the Divine Comedy - for the most part from Purgatory. In these Orvieto frescoes Signorelli proves that he is a talented illustrator of Dante, but what is truly fascinating is that he has succeeded in giving an interpretation of the Divine Comedy that is evocative and visionary, so similar to more modern styles that one can't help but compare it to the work of such artists as Fuseli, Blake, Gustave Doré. If one is still searching for evidence of Luca Signorelli's inventive genius and of his astonishing versatility, then these decorations will provide it.
This picture shows The Angel Arrives in Purgatory.
I'm told, though I cannot say with certainty, that this is a banksia rose. I know, you'd normally associate that name with the fussy washed out double yellow jobby and yet this one is clearly, stridently and unapologetically single and white. It's not that these are big in your face blossoms. They are not. They are tiny, perfectly formed little roses whose impact comes from them making, like Phil Spector's production, a wall of flowers.
Supposing that what I've been told is true, then this must be Rosa banksiae var. normalis, the wild-type collected from Central China. You'd suppose it was named for Sir Joseph Banks. It wasn't. Instead the name honours his wife, Dorothea. Who collected it and when? I have no idea. But because Dorothea died in 1828, if it was named in her lifetime, it must have been in cultivation for quite a while now.
I think it might be time to take some cuttings of her. There's always time for another rose!
Change
Time Escaping
Spud Infinity
Certainty
Dragon New Warm Mountain I Believe in You
Sparrow
Little Things
Heavy Bend
Flower of Blood
Blurred View
Red Moon
Dried Roses
No Reason
Wake Me Up to Drive
Promise is a Pendulum
12,000 Lines
Simulation Swarm
Love Love Love
The Only Place
Blue Lightning
Vincent Van Gogh!
some books on a chair.
a sticky note from the pack of sticky notes my CT gave me as a gift.
and a star sticker.
just another tuesday afternoon with my camera and i.
ABSOLUTE CERTAINTY?
Greater Manchester Fringe 2017.
Tribeca, 50 Sackville Street, Manchester M1 3WF.
Finn's off to Uni, and Lee, his brother's best mate, wants to teach him how to have fun. Deano's not so keen to have his younger brother cramping his style. Whilst their developing friendship is a cause for concern. Does Finn misread the signs? Is he certain of what's on offer? Is Lee? Are we?
'Absolute Certainty?' - Coming-of-age or coming out?
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Photographs: Shay Rowan
this pretty burrowing bee is gracing our garden, it makes little mounds with glued together soil, and we find more nests this year!
Sweat bees: Halictus harmonius
(Hymenoptera: [Apoidea:] Halictidae: Halictinae: Halictini)
Profile prepared by Dr. Laurence Packer, York University
Halictus harmonius is a rare localized species that has only ever been recorded from the foothills of the San Bernardino and, but with less certainty, from the San Jacinto mountains in Southern California. This whole area is subject to considerable anthropogenic disturbance through construction, pollution and agriculture. The species is active for long periods in spring and summer and appears to be primitively eusocial with macrocephalic queens and smaller workers. It appears not to be restricted in pollen and nectar source plants. A survey of suitable habitat in the small area from which the species is known is badly required.
Halictus harmonius is a member of the subgenus Seladonia. This is the only subgenus of Halictine bee in North America that has the combination of greenish metallic coloration and apical bands of pale hairs on the metasomal terga. Halictine bees can be readily identified on the basis of the strongly curved basal vein and, except in certain cleptoparasitic forms, by the pseudopygidial area on female T5. Identification of bees of this subgenus cannot be made on the basis of the apical bands on pubescence in old, or worn specimens. In such instances, the absence of a cleft in the apex of T5 combined with strong apical wing veins and greenish coloration, are sufficient to diagnose a specimen as belonging to the correct subgenus. Halictus harmonius is easily separated from other Seladonia species in North America by its minute size, less than 4.5mm in length. The most likely bees to be confused with H. harmonius are species of the Lasioglossum subgenus Dialictus, most of which are similar in size and coloration. However, Dialictus have weakened apical forewing veins and, if they have bands of pubescence on the metasoma, these are basal rather than apical.
Taxonomic status
Halictus (Seladonia) harmonius Sandhouse, 1941. The subgeneric and generic level classifications of bees in Halictus has long been inconsistent with different authors incorporating different concepts. The most commonly accepted concept is that Halictus comprises those strongly veined, non-parasitic members of the tribe Halictini that have apical bands of hairs on the metasomal terga and with an obtuse epistomal lobe. The latter feature differentiates the genus from Pseudagapostemon, a genus that is restricted to South America. Past authors sometimes considered those taxa with weakened apical wing veins as belonging here. In North America, all such weakened veined bees are generally considered to be members of the speciose genus Lasioglossum which itself has a checkered and complex subgeneric classification.
Halictus has been considered to be comprised of three subgenera by most North American researchers. These are Halictus sensu stricto, Seladonia, and Vestitohalictus. Only the former two subgenera are found in the New World. Pesenko considers both subgenera to deserve generic rank but with Vestitohalictus sunk within Seladonia, and he recognizes numerous subgenera within both Halictus and Seladonia.
There are seven species of Seladonia in North America, the most common of which, H. confuses, is a Holarctic species. H. virgatellus is found at high altitude in the rocky mountains, H. tripartitus is known from the U.S. southwest where it is common.
This species has been collected at various times during spring, summer and early fall (from May to September). Size variation among females with the larger ones being macrocephalic and the results of dissection of a small sample of individuals collected in early summer all suggest that it is a primitively eusocial species with a colony cycle typical for halictines with this type of sociality. Thus, only mated potential queens survive the winter, produce a brood of females in spring, and males emerge later in the year to mate with the new generation of overwintering females.
Those sites where the species has been collected for which detailed habitat data are available suggest that it is a “weedy” species. A longish series recently collected was obtained from the edge of a new housing development in an overgrown vegetable garden where they were found foraging upon California poppy (Eschscholzia californica). It has also been collected from California (or Eastern Mojave) buckwheat (Eriogonum fasciculatum).
Based upon comparisons with related species, the nests of this species are expected to consist of narrow burrows in the soil, perhaps branched during the summer provisioning phase, and with brood cells arising from the burrows directly rather than being at the end of their own separate lateral burrow extensions. Cavity construction around the brood cells, as is known for some bees in the subfamily, is not expected.
This species has been recorded with certainty only from the foothills of the San Bernardino and San Jacinto Mountains in southern California. It is known only from San Bernardino and Riverside counties with its center of distribution apparently being San Timoteo Canyon. Earlier records from Colorado (Krombein et al., 1979) have not been verified and have been discounted (Moure and Hurd, 1987; Janjic and Packer, 2001). The fact that the area to which this species is endemic was surveyed in some detail over an extended period by a melittologist based at Riverside (P. H. Timberlake) who collected comparatively few specimens of it (approximately two dozen), suggests that it has not been an abundant species for at least 50 years.
Development of the area in which this species has been found has been intense and some of its earlier localities are now covered with roads and buildings. Habitat modification of some suitable areas has probably resulted from the construction of vacation homes in the San Bernardino Mountain area as well as urban expansion. The area in which it has been found harbors considerable agricultural development and also receives a great deal of pollution from Los Angeles. The species’ response to drought is unknown.
As it is unlikely that this species is narrowly specialized on any particular flower or to a highly specific nesting site, it is possible that its conservation needs might be comparatively easily met once its other habitat requirements are recognized.
A detailed survey for this species should be made during the spring and early summer of a year in which there has been adequate winter rainfall. A wide variety of habitats, including artificial and otherwise anthropogenically altered sites, should be surveyed for it. The flowers preferred by this species should be investigated, as should its preferred nesting substrate.
Janjic, J., and L. Packer. 2001. New descriptions of Halictus (Seladonia) from the New World (Hymenoptera: Halictidae). Journal of Hymenoptera Research, 10:55-75.
Krombein, K. V., P. D. Hurd, Jr., D. R. Smith, and B. D. Burks. 1979. Catalog of the Hymenoptera of America North of Mexico, vol. 2, Apocrita. Washington, D.C.: Smithsonian Institution Press. xvii+pp. 1199-2209.
Moure, J. S., and P. D. Hurd. 1987. An annotated catalogue of the Halictid bees of the Western Hemisphere. vii+405pp. Washington, D.C.: Smithsonian Institution Press.
Sandhouse, G. A. 1941. The American bees of the subgenus Halictus. Entomologica Americana (n.s.), 21:23-38.
Dear generals, officers, sergeants, chief petty officers, soldiers, sailors!
Dear Defenders of Ukraine!
Respect. Gratitude. Honor. This is what our people feel when it comes to you. When our people hear about you, see you, see how you destroy the enemy, his missiles, his drones, his bases, his arrogance. See how you defend Ukraine.
Respect. Gratitude. Honor. And goosebumps. When we say "Glory to Ukraine" and respond "Glory to the Heroes." For we know who we are talking about. We know who our heroes are – true, brave, and worthy. Those about whom we speak our best words. Those who celebrate their day on December 6th. For this is your day – the Day of the Armed Forces of Ukraine. The Day of the Ukrainian Warrior.
How much power lies in these two words: “Ukrainian warrior.” How much courage, emotion, and gratitude they carry. Gratitude to you, Ukrainian warrior! How much genuineness is in you. Not loud words, but humanity. Truth. Sincerity of those who stood up to defend Ukraine – both ten years ago and on February 24th. Those who were born warriors, and those who became them. Very different people. Ukrainian men and women, of different ages, different professions, from different regions. Everyone who lived their lives but turned them 180 degrees. Who had a different profession but refused to live under a foreign flag. Some said, "I can't do otherwise." Others said, "If not me, then who?" And some said nothing at all. They simply looked at their children, hugged them tightly, kissed them, walked out the door, and stood up to defend their country.
And at that moment, we had no HIMARS, no Patriots, no F-16s, and so much else was missing. But we had you. Ukrainian warriors. Those who chose Ukraine. Chose to defend what is theirs. What is native. Their hometown, village, street, home, their family. And you have been doing this for 1,000 days. Taking up arms, taking the fate of our country into your hands. Holding it firmly and steadfastly for more than 1,000 days. When it is hard, when it is extremely hot and unbearably cold, day and night, you hold the front, you hold the line of freedom, you hold on yourselves, and because of you, everyone holds on, Ukraine holds on. Thanks to you, Ukrainian warrior!
And all these days are reflected in your eyes today. In the eyes of a Ukrainian warrior, you can read and see everything. Eyes that have witnessed war, death, evil, that have been eaten away by smoke, but in which life does not fade. In which the fire still burns, keeping alive the flame of hope for the entire nation. You do everything to ensure that in the eyes of our children, there is no despair, no fear, no hopelessness.
And every day we shed tears of pride for you – for our warriors. Every day – tears of pain, when we lose one of you. Someone dear, close, an acquaintance or even someone we don't know, but definitely – for all people – never a stranger. Family. To all of Ukraine.
When each of us hears the words “Ukrainian warrior,” we think of someone we know. A real person comes to mind for everyone. Everyone has a real example. A real hero. Our warrior. A father, husband, brother, grandfather, mother, sister, daughter. A friend, neighbor, mate, coworker, or simply an acquaintance. Someone we know. Someone we are proud of and admire. Someone we write to, asking "How are you?" and feel relieved when the message is read. Someone we strive to help, in any way we can – by completing a fundraiser or simply sending a drawing, as our children do. And someone who, sadly, is no longer with us, yet whose number we cannot bring ourselves to delete from our phone. Because their name cannot be erased from our memory.
Over 1,000 days of battle for the state. Over 700,000 enemy losses. For us, they are nameless, dishonorable; for us and for history, they deserve nothing but shame and contempt.
Yet all of us cry out in our souls during moments of silence for our fallen. And when our people kneel, bidding farewell to one of their heroes on their final journey, God sees it from heaven. And He takes our side.
God sees how many blue and yellow flags are on graves today. How many heroes have ascended to heaven, carried on a shield, while defending earthly human things. Their home, their mother, their child – and with them, their Ukraine. Which is above all. And the memory of you is above all. Because each of you is a hero. Each of you is a great person. I ask that we honor every one of them with a moment of silence now.
Thank you.
Our esteemed warriors!
Respect. Gratitude. Honor. From the entire Ukrainian people, to each of you. To everyone who, with blood, tears, and fire, is writing a new history of independent Ukraine. Writing everywhere. In Kharkiv, in Sumy, in Zaporizhzhia, in our Kherson region, and in such challenging directions as Kurakhove, Pokrovsk, Kupyansk.
On all the hottest frontlines of Ukraine where Ukraine fights. Where you fight. Our Ground Forces, our Air Force and Naval Forces, our artillery, our intelligence, our paratroopers, Special Operations Forces, Territorial Defense, Unmanned Systems Forces – all of you, our warriors. Together, you are the force. Together, you are the Armed Forces of Ukraine. Those who do the essential, and the impossible. Protect our freedom. Safeguard the Ukrainian spirit that, after this war, will be preserved and carried forward by every generation of Ukrainians. From every corner of our country. Of different ages and professions. Everyone. Ukrainian teachers, Ukrainian students, all our people – all Ukrainians who will always have our state that must endure. Because the Ukrainian warrior must endure.
All of you who are fighting today. Those recovering from wounds. Those who have returned from captivity – and those we will undoubtedly bring home. And those we will never forget.
Dear nation! Ukrainians!
In our history, there are two dates that stand side by side on the calendar and are connected to one another. December 5th and December 6th. Two dates with different flavors. Two distinct lessons learned by the Ukrainian people during this time.
Yesterday marked 30 years since the signing of the Budapest Memorandum. Today, we understand with absolute certainty that the true, foremost, most effective, most reliable guarantor of our security is the Armed Forces of Ukraine.
We thank you for this!
May death avoid the brave.
May everything for you be 4.5.0.
May your valor endure, may your glory shine, and may we all share in Ukraine’s victory.
Congratulations, warriors!
Glory to the Armed Forces of Ukraine!
Glory to Ukraine!
A misty morning at Wentworth Falls railway station.
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Scientific Name: Cryptothecia rubrocincta (Ehrenb.:Fr.) Thor
Common Name: Christmas Lichen
Certainty: positive (notes)
Location: Florida Panhandle; Appalachicola NF
Date: 20070110
Close-up of prothallus, at 30x.
Cylindrical ivory box with lid. The bottom was redone in 1832, as well as the polychromy and the gilding, probably according to the traces of an old polychromy.
The origin is not determined with certainty, it is either the abbey of Cîteaux, or the Charterhouse of Champmol. The inventory of the Treasury of the sacristy of Citeaux made in 1791, mentions "five toilet boxes of the Duchesses of Burgundy", and our pyxis is considered as such by the editor of the catalog of the Dijon museum in 1883. On the other hand, an older catalog (1830) speaks of a "box preserved at the Chartreuse de Champmol, with the toilets of the Duchesses of Burgundy", which tends to say that this box is not one of the "toilets": it could be , as envisaged by C. Monget,
The scenes from the Childhood of Christ are arranged in two registers, and present in the lower part a Visitation, an Annunciation, an Adoration of the Magi, a Nativity, a Presentation in the temple, isolated by trefoil arcades. The upper frieze, punctuated by stylized trees, depicts the Journey of the Magi, the Announcement to the Shepherds, the Massacre of the Innocents, the Miracle of Wheat, the Flight into Egypt. The Miracle of Wheat is an unusual theme. A 15th century incunabula (in the Bibl. Nat. de Paris) tells how the soldiers of Herod were deceived by a miracle of the Child Jesus who, throwing down a handful of wheat which a peasant was busy sowing, made this wheat just now. So the plowman began to harvest, and when the soldiers asked him if he had seen a woman and a child pass, he candidly replied that he had seen them pass when he was sowing his field. . The soldiers concluded that if it had been nearly a year, it could not be the fugitives they were pursuing. This apocryphal story is rarely staged. It is however found in the 13th century on the portal of the church of Rougemont, in a panel of the cathedral of Chalons-sur-Marne, in murals in Saint-Maurice-sur-Loire. he had seen a woman and a child pass, he candidly replied that he had seen them pass when he was sowing his field. The soldiers concluded that if it had been nearly a year, it could not be the fugitives they were pursuing. This apocryphal story is rarely staged. It is however found in the 13th century on the portal of the church of Rougemont, in a panel of the cathedral of Chalons-sur-Marne, in murals in Saint-Maurice-sur-Loire. he had seen a woman and a child pass, he candidly replied that he had seen them pass when he was sowing his field. The soldiers concluded that if it had been nearly a year, it could not be the fugitives they were pursuing. This apocryphal story is rarely staged. It is however found in the 13th century on the portal of the church of Rougemont, in a panel of the cathedral of Chalons-sur-Marne, in murals in Saint-Maurice-sur-Loire. it couldn't be the fugitives they were pursuing. This apocryphal story is rarely staged. It is however found in the 13th century on the portal of the church of Rougemont, in a panel of the cathedral of Chalons-sur-Marne, in murals in Saint-Maurice-sur-Loire. it couldn't be the fugitives they were pursuing. This apocryphal story is rarely staged. It is however found in the 13th century on the portal of the church of Rougemont, in a panel of the cathedral of Chalons-sur-Marne, in murals in Saint-Maurice-sur-Loire.
The type of faces, the difference in proportions between the characters and the decor, the naivety of anecdotal details, the realism of the costumes and harnesses, allow R. Koechlin and H. Martin to place this ivory in the zone of influence from the workshop of the triptych of Saint-Sulpice-du-Tarn. D. Gaborit-Chopin recognizes this influence and creates the personality of the "Master of the pyxis of Dijon".