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I've recently decided to change my look, nothing major, just tinkering.

Does it work?

I hope so, be wonderful to read your thoughts my darlings. ❤

Wild Flower seed Pod's waiting for next Spring.

Changing from daylight to night,photograph showing Wind turbines near Garstang at Sunset on 10/02/2016

River Birch leaves

City of London; the reflection gives the older building an odd look.

Changes of Nature's Beauty...

Stuff is happening; stuff not right and so I'm posting in an uncharacteristically out of step, anachronistic way.

This shot, this less than arty still life with jarring colours, walnuts and Atomic knobs is about chains of logic, of cause and effect and how stepping out of logic into chaos distresses everything. Douglas Adams nominated "wars, New York". Today we might add robodebt, Ukraine, Iran, Wieambilla…Don't "get me wrong" — art can and does coexist with logic. Art cannot through personal dismissal subvert logic. It cannot switch off gravity etcetera.

A former Social Security Minister, later Prime Minister will front a Royal Commission today to answer questions about the deeply flawed logic which contrived an artful justification to illegally it seems and in a punitive way, claw back welfare payments by data matching tax and welfare records. This was robodebt — bad logic, chaos and in sad truth a trigger for suicide. Sound logic won't bring them back. But the perversion needs to be explained.

Ukraine and Iran you will know about. Wieambilla has a lower profile and shouldn't be in the news. But it is and it's there because of, it is suspected, some conspiracy theorists, acolytes of the illogical, "cookers" if you wish to be so crude (Australian slang), who have gone off the rails. Now six people are dead and all because logic was abandoned and chaos embraced.

What you have here in this discordant image is at odds with these other things. It is soundly, rigidly, slavishly logical. It is cause and effect; if this, then that.

I choose to support wild creatures. Moneys have gone to the kākāpō, and have done for years. Now I'm getting behind the painted snipe. Free time and other resources pour into my garden and to citizen science. This world needs to be better than the mess we have made of it. It's the only one we have and cookers for all their zeal are not helping.

There's a limit to how far I'm prepared to go. I supplementary feed our birds, don't tidy up so much as to destroy habitat for reptiles, and keep flowering plants for insects beyond what might be a show garden.

But I draw the line at self-service. Berries are ripening now. A pied currawong began pick-your-own the other day. I ought to have been angry, that is, until I noticed two things: the berries were being carried away, not swallowed, and they were carried away by "one-eyed 'Wong", our NDIS (National Disability Insurance Scheme) entitled and quite literally currawong with one eye. She was feeding a baby; a baby so young as to still have its yellow gape. Instead of robdebt, I instituted a diversionary process: feeding her soaked cat food so that she left the berries for me. That worked!

Her place was taken at the berries by another black bird: the unpleasantly ill-mannered male eastern koel — an hideous, indolent bird of low morals, a wastrel bird, a cuckoo making a cuckold of our red wattlebirds. He was not feeding his young. That's not what he does. He was feeding his "lifestyle". His natural yet discordant behaviour will not get my favour. There's that limit to generosity.

Same goes here with these walnuts. Cool weather makes the white cockatoos lazy. They look for the high energy wattle seeds in my trees, fruit, nuts, anything to avoid going a few extra metres to their usual habitat. Today its about 10°C below average. It's Summer and it has both been like this and forecast to not change in the immediate future. Logic says those cockies will be back looking for a hand out. From their spy perches (look up Australian slang "cockatoo") they'll see the little walnut tree. Only now, these nuts, the ones in this discordant image and following the logic that this tree was planted to feed me, not them, these nuts are headed for a delicious black as night, sharp as a harpy's tongue pickle.

That blue "colander" is a repurposed fresh ricotta strainer, the nuts are zero food miles, the coffee engine a thing of delight which sends its spent grounds to compost and no coffee pods to landfill. Here is logic, cause and effect. This image is poor, discordant, jarring, artless. It contains, instead, logical actions to make this world better, less wounded. Can the Ukraine crisis, the Iran situation, robodebt and the illogical tragedies at Wieambilla say the same?

Camera: Pentax MZ-50

Film: unbranded "official evidence film"

Two images shot from same perspective, then combined.

Agents 2.0, Joe & Hank are sharing a pint in the Ammo Arms before their annual high-stakes card game,

"Sorry Joe" said Hank with a grin, "I can't make our regular card game tonight, I am off out with Agent Midori."

"You lucky Rum beggar" whispered Joe under his breath so no one could hear what he said.

In an abandoned farmhouse...

“We must become the change we want to see.”

Mahatma Gandhi

I need/want (to) change.

I'll make it happen. I'm just not sure how.

It's kind of funny, because I noticed that, everytime I really really want something, anything to change, I change my hair. Even if it's just a little bit.

777009 & 777004 Kirkdale

2K44 17:35 Liverpool Central to Kirkdale (viz Kirkby) & 2G64 17:44 Kirkby to Liverpool Central

"October is a symphony of permanence and change."

-- Bonaro W. Overstreet

Long exposure of a nice afternoon changing to a ragging storm

I'm going Coinstar this bad daddy.

First closest guess (to how much Coinstar gives me back) within fiddy cents gets the munneys (via the CoinStar method of payment).

I love Coinstar. It's like a game that everyone wins.

But this time, it's you, the public, who wins.

Please comment your guess here for posterity.

Spoilers abound here!

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Aquarium Of The Bay

You know who I am

You've stared at the sun

Well I am the one who loves

Changing from nothing to one

Leonard Cohen - You Know Who I Am

333:365

Beach glass

Victoria Baths, Manchester.

66190 passes St. Blazey with a short train of JIA’s for Fowey from Goonbarrow. In the background, local scrap merchants Henry Orchards are cutting up withdrawn CDA wagons. The rake of CDA’s in the foreground are those which survived into preservation at Bodmin, the Plym Valley and with MPower Kernow at St. Blazey turntable.

Shot with FIMO PAN 100.

The cabins change from the 3300 and the 3600

change

Prague 2024

Fujifilm X100V

Abstract photo painting

A quick explanation of what I'm attempting to do in this new work is to use as raw materials photographs filled with unexpected results produced while taking images using small f-stops, bulb exposures and intentional camera movement.

There's no way to anticipate what might occur in those initial photos and it's very interesting use them to assemble paintings without having sketches or preconceived ideas about specific desired results. I'm trying to be open and accepting of all the chance textures, shapes, colors, and more as I layer images in post production to create these abstract photo paintings.

changes 4x4

In Dominican Republic hundreds of people in white gathered to raise their

voices and commitment to the climate crisis. The message conveyed was the

threat of sea level rise to an island nation as Dominican Republic and was

part of one of the 350 EARTH events happening worldwide, a week before the

climate negotiations. This day, November 21st, will always be remembered as

the day that Dominicans came together for Planet Earth, our only home.

Photo Credit & Copywright: Marvin del Cid

mdelcid@gmail.com

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Lic. Vanessa A. T. Dalmau

Santo Domingo

Rep. Dom.

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Its interesting how all the businesses in the background to this picture have all gone, and many no longer trade. Some would say that the connection here is that with the closure of this part of the road to traffic, and a lack of parking in town, or having to pay for it has helped cause this decline. No doubt this has been repeated throughout the country. I never thought when taking this photo that I would be recording social change as well as the change to the buses.

A Snoopy is followed by an earlier Transit through the bottom of Union Street, Torquay in 1988.

Shops have changed as follows, from the furthest to nearest:

Marks & Spencer is now Primark

Woolworths is now H&M

Peter Lord is now The Carphone Warehouse

Stead & Simpson is now Clintons Cards

Etam is now a 99p Store and

John Menzies is now W H Smith's