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The Dolomites are scattered with churches around every corner, each usually perched in beautiful locations with their signature spires.
This one was a little different. Seemingly hiding by its unusual architecture amongst some trees and lacking the usual spire, this church was instead paired with what looked like a very tall telecommunications tower.
As the morning sunlight creeped over the mountains and through the fog, this church stood out clearly despite being dwarfed by the huge Dolomites around it. As the light became more pronounced the church, like the fog, disappeared.
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Nikon D800 with a Tamron SP 70-200mm F/2.8 Di VC USD
Day 52 ~ 365.2015 Week 7 theme is all about reflections.
ODC ~ THINGS USED TO COMMUNICATE is the Topic for Saturday 21st February 2015
This is an angle I never take, looking straight down at Benni. But she's letting me know she has earned a goodie for behavior above and beyond.
We had walked on the village green where she was patted by several adults and children, she gave paw shakes and high fives, let a little girl take her leash and walk her around the playground, (that was nervous for her), and the final straw had just happened.
A very pushy French Bulldog just walked up and smashed noses. Benni jumped back, aghast, twice before I could react and get her moving away. When he had passed she stopped, sat, and I got this look. She got the cookie.
Camera: Nikon D3
Exposure: 30s x 132
Aperture: f/5.6
Focal Length: 24 mm
ISO Speed: 5000
Exposure Bias: 0 EV
Lens: 24-70mm f/2.8
#MTron Comm. Bracelet
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The new #LEGO #DOTS are #AMAZING & with so much more #durability and #clutchpower than I imagined (but certainly hoped for!)
Thank you @BrickmasterAmy and the @LEGO team for designing a cool new #WearableLEGO line, I am so excited to build more #MOCs with these sweet bracelets!
Special thanks to my daughter for helping me with the photos and video!!! She loves the DOTS, too and we have been using them as communicators and wearing them all day!
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Phtoto Info:
© 2019 - SJS Photography
A split toned image of a communications pole near Crystal Springs Lake in Northern California.
Sony a6000 | Sigma 30mm f/1.4 DC DN C lens | ISO 200 | f/8 | 1/1250 sec | Edited in Lightroom Classic
Of course my family comes first but if we are talking about material things then I would keep my Laptop. That way I could still communicate with everybody.
One thing You Would Keep is the topic for 01 Feb 2011
Press the letter "L" for best view.
"It's been a long road..."
Built this last summer but needed few odd bits to clean it up, the last of which was scrounged in the fall. Just finished a month and a half long resort and realised I had three MOCs waiting for attention.
This is the first and i'm really pleased with how it turned out.
Bit worrying this- looks like the dewdrops are communicating with each other :)
Suspect this was frozen with some spiders web between the grass blades
somewhere, sometime
all things will be fine
and it never seems to stop
wonder if i've met my wife
this mortal soil around me
mortal feeling I have found
surrounded by your glory
hold me now so that I never drown.
....all answers lie inside
In a morning that emotions are rich towards both directions, I can only make a relative collage to communicate my thoughts.
I chose Ciel's to be the first picture here for two reasons:
~> firstly cause I want to let you know that she has been working on a blog post which will be hosted on Domestic Stories And I'm incredibly honoured and happy that she has shown lots of care and interest in doing this, as I admire her not only for her wonderul photography and her own beauty but also her approach to life.
~> Secondly her picture displays exactly what I wish to share today:
that sometines we have to:
close our eyes to see the light
And accept all the feelings that are inside....and as we are only imperfect humans all of us, lots of wrong and unwanted stuff will be met.
We cannot avoid it and it's the only way to actually allow feelings of pure happiness reaching our lives as well.
It's the duality of life.....
right and wrong
good and bad
black and white
light and darkness
inside and out
all part of this life....and no matter how most of us naturally wish to avoid being encountered with the dark sides of life, we have to....only to make us stronger, wiser and purer.
It's so easy to talk about love with words.....so much more complicated though requiring to support it with our actions.
The collage displays work of some simply stunningly talented, creative people, who seem to be in touch with their feelings, reality and the essence of life.
You work is a gift and I'm tankful to have met you all.
1. All Changes Have Their Melancholy; For What We Leave Behind Us Is A Part Of Ourselves, 2. byebye summer fence., 3. before the storm~, 4. Another Monochrome Monday III | EXPLORED (thanks!), 5. Pflaumen, 6. ...
'Failure to Communicate', something new Street Art from Artist iHeart in Vancouver, Canada for Vancouver Mural Festival #streetart #streetstyle #street #streetphotography #streetphoto #streetartistry #streetarteverywhere #urbanwall #urbanart #arte #mural #graffiti #urban #art #illustration #artist #sketch #drawing #artsy #painting #artwork #draw #arts #murals #artoftheday #picoftheday #photooftheday #bestoftheday #instaart #urbanwalls #vancouver #canada #canadian #northern #northamerica #america
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The wheel bug is one of the largest members of the family of insects known as assassin bugs (here raising its leg, trying to communicate I’d come a bit too close for its comfort, indicating for me to move away, as my close camera proximity was becoming unpleasant for the bug, and it was striking a defensive pose)
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Charlotte, NC – 2019OCT05 – Wheel Bug:
I spied it "hiding" in our potted bromeliad on our front porch.
The wheel bug (Arilus cristatus) is an assassin bug, and one of the largest terrestrial true bugs in North America, up to 1½" (38 mm) in length. The name "wheel bug" comes from its cog-shaped dorsal armor, the only insect in the United States of America with such a structure. The orangy beak at the front of its long, tubular head can pierce soft tissue (like your finger), injecting digestive enzymes and powerful neurotoxin lethal to other arthropods. The wheel bug feeds mainly on insect pests, thus is considered a beneficial insect.
A wheel bug's bite (pierce) is severely painful, and slow to heal in humans: be very careful in handling these bugs (cautious, or avoid handling), yet wheel bugs are not aggressive toward humans, and won't attack if not picked up. I didn't know that and I picked it up. Four times!
After I handled this bug, I read about its excruciatingly painful injection (10 times more painful than a hornet sting or snake bite).
I am holding this bug in 118 of the 119 one-handed photos I took today, some with our Nikon, mostly with my cell phone.
Hope you enjoy the 12% of my photos, and I did put the bug back!
This herring gull was chattering and pecking it's reflection on the window of this truck. I think he was trying to communicate with it's reflection.
The Communicator and Phaser are repainted and modified toys (a garage sale find from a few years back), the Tricorder was scratch-built many, many years ago (started in 1978!)
jsc2026e021107 (April 4, 2026) – CSA (Canadian Space Agency) astronaut and backup Artemis II crew member Jenni Gibbons serves as capsule communicator (capcom) during an Orion manual piloting demonstration on the fourth day of the mission. Credit: NASA/Bill Stafford
Sailor First Class Brenden Boersma, a Naval Communicator onboard HMCS HALIFAX fires a flare off the port bridge wing as part of a night gun firing exercise during Operation REASSURANCE on 26 May 2022.
Please credit: Pte Connor Bennett, Canadian Armed Forces photo
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Le matelot de 1re classe Brenden Boersma, communicateur naval à bord du NCSM HALIFAX, lance une fusée éclairante depuis l’aileron de passerelle de bâbord lors d’un exercice de tir au fusil de nuit au cours de l’opération REASSURANCE, le 26 mai 2022.
Photo : Sdt Connor Bennett, Forces armées canadiennes
Fitor: “You have nothing to fear for the moment. Zod and Scales have grown in ferocity with our isolation, but they will not harm you. Not without my authority.”
For the moment, Soundwave started to relax. Slightly. The beasts behind him moved closer.
Fitor: “You have been offworld of Cybertron for a long time, Soundwave. Tell me, what brings you back?”
Housed within Soundwave's chest and forearms, Steelwing whispered to the communicator's audios.
Steelwing: “Not a word, Soundwave. They are foreigners. They are not of Cybertron.”
Soundwave accepted Steelwing's redundant information, curious of the derelict's bias.
Soundwave: “You served the Cobra Commander, Fitor. You have survived the terraforming under the Will of Megatron. It would appear that yours is the tale that is worth telling.”
Steelwing: “Yeah, that's it. Nice one big fella.”
Fitor smirked in smug defiance.
Fitor: “You will find that times have changed, Soundwave. Renegades are no longer slaves to the Decepticon Empire. It is I that will be asking the questions and to continue your ongoing survival, you will offer the courtesy of an accurate response. What business do you have on Cybertron?”
Soundwave felt an anxious tingle at the back of his neck. He knew that the horrible jaws of Scales and Zod were close. He was willing to bet that Fitor was not fully aware of the array of internal scans that Soundwave was now possessed, including his brainscan. While the communicator could not chance the reveal of his internally stored cranial-mounted data-dish, he could still run the same scan with the dish kept hidden within his head. It would just take longer. Soundwave needed time and decided to buy it with deceit.
Soundwave: “I have been sent to Cybertron to gather information for the Earthbound Megatron.”
To his horror, Steelwing finally put together all of the information that had recently been revealed.
Steelwing: “No, wait. You're a Decepticon?”
Soundwave held Steelwing tighter to his chest, stifling the derelict's surprise. He did not yet know if he afford to reveal his companion and knew that Steelwing's alarm could be dealt with later. In front of the Decepticon, Fitor considered Soundwave's response. A pair of Renegade Gobots that Soundwave recognized as Cop-tur and Loco appeared from the darkness behind Fitor. Cronies, nothing more.
Loco: “A intelligence mission from Earth, ese? That doesn't make sense to me, homes.”
Cop-tur: “Maybe a little pain will help get more information, heh heh heh.”
Soundwave analyzed the para-linguistics of the group. The Renegades seemed extremely confident. This was curious. The Renegades that Soundwave remembered would have cowered in fear from the large Decepticon in the past. He needed more time to extract the information from the brainscan.
Fitor: “We will let Soundwave speak without your added motivation, Cop-tur. Soundwave, as I said, times have changed. We Renegades have come long way since we last crossed paths.”
Fitor: “The last space bridge was destroyed years ago. How did you even get to Cybertron?”
Soundwave paused, feeling Zod and Scales growling behind him. He needed more time.
Soundwave: “Patience.”
Fitor laughed.
Fitor: “I like your sense of humour, Soundwave. I am sure much patience was required in the absence of trans-warp technology. An impossible amount of patience. But perhaps I am not being clear enough. My Renegades and I have not survived the tribulations that we have faced on Cybertron without significant displays of aggression. But you are a civilized creature Soundwave. You are refined. I am sure that acts of barbarity will not be required to ensure your cooperation.”
Soundwave took note of the fact that Fitor had referred to the group as 'his' Renegades as Loco stepped to Fitor's side and pointed at Soundwave's cradled arms.
Loco: “I think this vato is trying to hide something from us homes. He's got something in his arms ese.”
Soundwave's scan was almost complete. He only needed a few more astroseconds. He gambled that the advantage gained from the scan would be worth the risk involved in revealing the derelict. He opened his arms and Steelwing shot up, pointing an accusatory finger at the Renegades.
Steelwing: “Stinking Gobots! Lowly stinking Gobots! I'd recognize that scent anywhere!”
Soundwave was taken back by Steelwing's unexpected aggression but the words of derelict failed to move Fitor in any way.
Fitor: “Making company with derelicts now, Soundwave?”
Steelwing: “You will address me when I'm speaking to you, you wretched thing!”
Soundwave's scan was complete. He looked down at Steelwing and found him shaking with rage.
Fitor: “Silence your pet.”
Steelwing: “Pet? I'll show you my pet!”