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[Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM]
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Canon EOS 450D - EF 70-300 mm IS USM
ƒ/8.0
300.0 mm
1/60 Sec
ISO 200
Dedicated to Davide Cherubini, Andzer, Roccesarde and all my dear Flickr friends.......... thanks for 24.756 views on my photostream (wow!!!)
In Explore dal 05.12.2008 - Highest position: Highest position: 86 on Sunday, December 7, 2008
Dedicated to QTRZ . d e l i r i u m
NOT taken by me
Just to clarify things, this is NOT blood =P, it's red ink
Dedicated to Marilyn's (Photomajik's) husband, who, in his prize-winning Halloween costume, looked very, very tall!!
[Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM]
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Canon EOS 450D - EF 70-300 mm IS USM
ƒ/5.0
207.0 mm
1/60 Sec
ISO 400
A handsome young buck decked out in the latest autumnal trends. From a catwalk (deerwalk?) at Petworth Park, West Sussex 🍂😁
www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXaO3zgaf5Q
(This old Kinks tune popped into my head as I saw him!)
… the Maison Carrée, erected in Nemausus at the very end of the 1st Century BCE, remains the best preserved temple façade in the whole Roman Empire. It was dedicated to Lucius and Gaius Julius Caesar, grandsons of Augustus, and presumptive successors to the Princeps before their much lamented early demise and deification.
Dedicated to dear Alieh, who's our guest here for a month for her studies!
i hope she would be succeeded !
Así tituló el premio Nobel Juan Ramón Jiménez un poema dedicado a las amapolas. Uno de sus fragmentos dice:
Amapola del camino//roja como un corazón//yo te haré cantar al son//de la rueda del molino//yo te haré cantar, y al son//de la rueda dolorida,//te abriré mi corazón, ¡amapola de mi vida!
This is how Nobel Prize winner Juan Ramón Jiménez titled a poem dedicated to poppies. One of the fragments of it says:
Poppy of the road//red like a heart//I will make you sing to the sound//of the mill wheel//I will make you sing, and to the sound//of the aching wheel,//I will open my heart to you, poppy of my life!
Thank you, virtual friends, Flickr staff working from home, and to the unseen tulip fields. Next year, I hope we can visit.
But we're grateful we ordered and planted so many bulbs last fall in two containers, able to see from indoors. (I took this outside in grass pollen.)
Hope you're healthy...and wise about keeping your distance. Please protect your family, your loved ones, your friends, yourself. Practice social distancing. Please don’t be in places with a lot of people. This disease is deadly.
Larger view: www.flickr.com/photos/jan-timmons/49769810188/sizes/h/
(UNEDITED- MY OWN BUILD / POSES).
"For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice." - T.S Eliot
Dedicated to all my friends and artists in Flickr, Real Life and Second Life.
INFORMATION:
Taken at Teag`s skybox with my alts.
My own poses, lighting, particles and build.
My own added tattoos.
Raw image (screenshot), name added.
A big thank you to Teag for giving me the chance to build, to Terra for her lovely skins and to Naergilian for her amazing face make-up.
A very happy New Year to you all, and may all your dreams come true!
Completely Unedited.(I do not edit images from Second Life).
[Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM)]
Light and Shadow on a ceiling
Added a swirl, then enhanced contrast and saturation, finally uploaded it for the groups
Sliders Sunday and
Gigaset GS290
ƒ/2.0
4.0 mm
1/100 Sec
ISO 141
[Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM)]
The First NEW Blosson this Christmas Cactus displayed on Dec 26, 2023 and the First NEW Upload on Flickr in 2024 :-)
Size of the blossom: 1 ½“ x 2 ½“
Macro Taken and uploaded for the group
Macro Mondays #New
😄 Happy Macro Monday 😄 and
😄 Happy New Year 😄
Gigaset GS290
ƒ/2.0
3.5 mm
1/14 Sec
ISO 3997
Dedicated to the memory of Gabriel Trujillo, young botanist killed in Mexico while studying these plants (Buttonbush)
Dedicated to you, my lovely friend Sandra Harris for making my day & surprising me with your kind testament. Thank you so much:-) xox See Sandra's fabulous work here:- www.flickr.com/photos/21643120@N02/
Thought I'd add the original shot of 'Mirror, Mirror on the Wall'. Now I really must do something Christmassy,... you all have such wonderful festive shots.
Dedicated to all those who offer their lives to the service of this country and it's people: family, friends, neighbors and total strangers. It is not an easy life and it is mainly a thankless endeavour. Veteran's Day is a humble way for us to thank you all for what you do...for us.
.... sliding away to a new planet ...
[Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM)]
Rainbow Colours reflecting through a glass crystal which landed on my wallpaper - taken Sept 21, 2023, added a spherical shape, enhanced contrast and saturation swirrled it slightly, then framed and uploaded it for the groups
Sliders Sunday and
Gigaset GS290
ƒ/2.0
4.0 mm
1/33 Sec
ISO 375
Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM)
😄 Happy Wednesday Macro 😄
Tiny Miniature pocket watch taken and
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Gigaset GS290
ƒ/2.0
3.5 mm
1/14 Sec
ISO 1791
#336
Dedicated to Adele (Asfotos)
Thank you Adele for your wonderful textures
About a couple of blocks from where I live there is this natural (protected) area, where fishes and animals live side by side peacefully . It is not a zoo, it is a natural and wild area.
This image is dedicated to most talented friend and artist Denis Collette a master on wild river captures, whom I got the inspiration from.
[Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM)]
Three Chives Blossoms, taken May 19, 2023, added an ellipsis-shape, enhanced contrast and saturation and double-framed it, then
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ƒ/2.8
24.3 mm
1/125 Sec
ISO 100
[Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM)]
Handheld over West Wales
Date & Time: May 29, 2023 - 21:39:56 (BST)
Distance to Earth: 398.026 km
Moonphase: Waxing Gibbous
Illumination: 71%
ƒ/4.0
108.0 mm
1/640 Sec
ISO 800
[Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM]
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Canon EOS 450D - EF 70-300 mm IS USM
ƒ/6.3
300.0 mm
1/320 Sec
ISO 800
Dedicated to my mother-in-law, who left us a few days ago. I appreciated her optimism and will to live and it was an honour to have known her. She proved us again and again that it is well worth fighting, even if it seems hopeless.
Unfortunately, she lost the last one after all.
Rest in peace. We will always honor you.
Dedicated to one special lady. It's just not your face. Your figure. Or your voice. It's your eyes. All the things I see in your eyes.
I think we're going to the moon because it's in the nature of the human being to face challenges. It's by the nature of his deep inner soul... we're required to do these things just as salmon swim upstream
Neil Armstrong
The longest Total Moon Eclipe of this Century, July 27th, 2018
Handheld Blood Moonshot (consisting of 3 moonshots) over Taufkirchen/Munich
ƒ/2.8
108-0 mm
1/15Sec
ISO 1600
Date&Time: 27.07.2018 / 22:15 - 22:54 (MEZ)
Dedicated to C.F. (ILYWAMHASAM)
[Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM)]
Photo of a Daffodil Bud taken Feb 12, 2024 – added a soft swirl – enhanced saturation and contrast - then
uploaded it for the groups
Sliders Sunday and
ƒ/2.8
69.0 mm
1/100 Sec
ISO 125
[Dedicated to CRA (ILYWAMHASAM)]
Uploaded for the group
Canon EOS 450D - EFS 18-55 mm IS
ƒ/4.5
36.0 mm
1/60 Sec
ISO 400
Dedicated to Annemie Hiele from the Netherlands, she capture abstract art in street paintings she sees! Take a look here
www.flickr.com/photos/akiruna/
Thanks Annemie for your inspiration and support!
Seen in Project Contact Thank -You # 108.
Dedicated to my long time friend Sharon on her birthday.
It's your birthday...the day I get to celebrate you. I'm hoping it's your best birthday ever...a day filled with fun, laughter and happy surprises. And I couldn't let this day go by without telling you how much I think of you, appreciate you, and value your friendship. Enjoy your garden and the critters it attracts.
Topaz filter used: Oil Painting 1
Texture used: by me/# 6 Painted Spring Sky
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Dedicated to my dear friend, Jay Smith . Thank you so much for the inspiration. May God bless you and keep you always safe and sound .
This album's name is dedicated to my favourite game of all time Elder Scrolls Online and race of all time, The Argonians (reptile humanoids). There's a story for you to read below about some of them towards the bottom.
What does Ku Vastei mean? Read below
By Lights-the-Way, Mystic of the Mages Guild
It is hard to describe the culture of my people. Often my tongue stumbles as I try to explain, but it is my hope that ink and quill will give me time enough to gather my thoughts. And perhaps, though such writing, I will finally connect the parts of me that now feel so divided; my homeland of Murkmire and my new life within the Mages Guild.
These journals are to become my ku-vastei. And, as I write that, I can think of no better topic to begin with.
Ku-vastei roughly translates to "the catalyst of needed change," though such a direct translation in no way does justice to the original meaning. Another translation could be "that which creates the needed pathway for change to occur" or even "the spark which ignites the flame which must come into being."
Perhaps a more direct analysis should be first presented. Ku-vastei is a noun, a thing or person. Vastei directly translates to change, an important part of my culture. Ku is harder to speak of. It is that which leads to change, though not that which creates change. An important role, as stagnation is a fate worse than death.
Take a boulder which sits atop a cliff, teetering in place. It must fall eventually. The ku-vastei does not push the boulder off the cliff; rather, it picks the pebble which holds the rock in place. And so it falls, not by a push, but by a pathway cleared.
Ku-vastei is revered, just as change itself is revered, for to look back at what was means to stumble as you move forward. Sometimes, a little push in the right direction is all someone needs to remember such wisdom. Other times, they may need to be shoved.
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The Gee-Rusleel Tribe
by Emmanubeth Hurrent, the Wayfarers' Society of Wayrest
I've had the privilege to speak to two different Miredancer elders now, and I've learned a great deal from both of these conversations. The "Gee-Rusleel," as they call themselves, are among the most introspective Argonians I've met in my travels. They also tend to be the most pleasant. For all their reclusiveness and wariness, I've never met a people more willing to share a meal or a game of Shells and Stones. They are skilled crafters, with a particular knack for working with Hist amber and egg shells. They are also peerless navigators, guiding their flat-bottom boats effortlessly through the swamp, master weavers, and skilled cartographers.
The most defining characteristic of the Miredancer tribe, however, is piety. This deep reverence for the Hist has earned them the right to name a "Sap-Speaker" for countless generations.
According to the elders I spoke with, the Sap-Speaker is the Hist's direct intermediary. (This is, of course, subject to debate. Many tribes boast unique methods of communion with the Hist. But as far as I have seen, the Miredancers make the most compelling case for the methods they use.) Sap-Speakers often go into seclusion for days or even weeks on end, venturing either down into the roots or high into the canopy of leaves in the uppermost branches. Here, they commune with the Hist. Indeed, the word that one of the elders used was "journey."
These journeys into the Hist tax the Sap-Speakers, but are thoroughly private affairs. After days by themselves, the Sap-Speakers emerge to hide away with old books, scrolls, and tablets. I asked after the purpose of these periods of seclusion, and this is what the elders told me. "The Sap-Speaker enters the embrace of the Hist to learn from the great tree," one elder said. "While in close contact with the roots and branches, the Sap-Speaker receives visions and other forms of communication that neither you nor I would understand."
The other elder continued. "Even the Sap-Speaker finds some of what is shown to be mystifying and confusing. I have heard that a Sap-Speaker is treated to ancient metaphors, arcane secrets, and visions that make little sense to creatures so far removed from sap and pulp." Apparently, the second period of seclusion allows the Sap-Speaker time to reflect on what he or she was shown, as well as time to consult with the ancient writings of Sap-Speakers who came before. After a suitable period of study and reflection, the Sap-Speaker emerges to reveal the Hist's will to the tribe.
I attempted to get more information about what happens while the Sap-Speaker meditates among the roots or branches, but I'm not sure the elders knew much more. They did tell me that the only nourishment the Sap-Speaker receives during these periods of seclusion is provided by the Hist itself in the form of sap, leaves, and the otherwise forbidden fruit of the tree.
There is a price to pay for the gift of Hist communion, however. Ingesting large quantities of Hist sap is a dangerous affair, even for Argonians. Sap-Speakers routinely suffer the effects of sap-poisoning, including "gold tongue" (permanent change of mouth pigmentation to a golden hue), unbidden hallucinations, "bark-scale" (thickening and darkening of surface scales), and other maladies they were reticent to talk about. The current Sap-Speaker, Thumarz, was in seclusion during my visit to the tribal village. I hope to meet him someday. If he's half as wise as the elders I interacted with, I'd no doubt learn a great deal from him.
Despite their deeply religious nature, the Miredancers also seem to have an obsession with games of all types. They are particularly fond of the games Nine-Shells and Shells and Stones, as well as sports such as the popular "teeba-hatsei" (also known as "hip and tail ball.") In addition to lovingly explaining their own games, they wanted to know everything I could tell them about the games we play back in Wayrest. I must admit, their enthusiasm was quite infectious! And I found it highly amusing to watch them try to re-create Deceiver's Bones from the vague description I provided.
The Miredancers are also inveterate gamblers, but they often forget to collect their winnings. Unlike the games of men and mer, Miredancer competitions appear to be completely devoid of malice or injured pride. Victory and defeat seem more like afterthoughts than objectives, due in no small part to their phlegmatic disposition. As in most things, their focus is strictly on the moment—the now. It pains me to leave their village, but I still have many more tribes to study. I doubt any of them will be as fascinating or as friendly as the Miredancers.
["the tribe is not currently in the game but in the world of the game"]