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Stinging Nettle Slug Caterpillar (Cup Moth, Setora baibarana, Limacodidae) "The Clown"
The undisputed show pony of my local Limacodids…..
These caterpillars are custom built with every conceivable self-protection device imaginable. Bright, garish colors which are like danger signs in nature saying "I taste awful" or "I am loaded with poison; multiple stinging barbs which inflict painful and persistent burning rashes (on humans anyway); false eyes pointing in every direction to say " I see you, you can't surprise me"; a head end that looks the same as the rear end so there can be no potential surprise attack from behind; and specific to the Limacodid caterpillars (who actually have no true legs, hence the slug in their name), a sticky adhesive underside that makes them very difficult to prise off their food plant. With that in mind, stinging nettle caterpillars are often not hard to find. They don't conceal themselves day or night and will often be in the most conspicuous of locations. Basically, they have little to fear.
View my other images of Limacodid Caterpillars from China (Beijing and Yunnan) in my photostream, HERE.
You will notice I have given each individual a descriptive superhero-style name in the title of the image. This variety is aptly nicknamed "The Clown" for its garish theatrical decoration. There is a green version presumably of the same genus that I have dubbed "The Jester". These are for my own reference mainly because practically none of these caterpillars are identified (maybe even ever formally) and this will allow me to group the growing number of images I have into their like-kinds including the various instars I have captured. The names will be included as tags.
These are the varieties that are currently in my photostream:
Dirty Mary (Darna sp.), Virgin Mary, Bloody Mary, Toothbrush, Hole-in-One, Green Devil (Setora sp.), Bullseye, Carrot Top, Torpedo (Susica sp.), Red Devil (Setora sp.), Blue Streak (Susica sp.), Chameleon, Yellow Devil (Setora sp.), Green Marauder, Almond-backed, Submarine, Sand and Sea, The Clown, The Ghost, Chequers, Triple Streak (Parasa sp.), Pin Cushion, Haemorrhoid, Bread Loaf, Jelly Bean (Chalcocelis and Belippa spp.), Tank (Prolimacodes, Demonarosa spp.), Ninja Turtle (Narosa sp.), Doormat (Thosea sp. and Cania sp.), Snickers (Mahanta sp.), Blue Stripe (Parasa sp.), Blueback (Cnidocampa (Monema) sp.), Jagged Little Pill (Darna sp.), Pink Lady, Canary, The Jester, Stool, Yellow Caboose, Zebra Crossing, Ox Tongue, Octopus, Outrigger, Inkblot, Blaze (Thosea sp.), Firecracker (Ceratonema sp.), Icicle, Optimus Prime, Claret, Cherry Ripple, Lavenderman (Parasa sp.), Cogwheel.
Pu'er, Yunnan, China
see comments for later instar caterpillar image…..
Remains of a building that looks like it could have been a grocery store that is falling apart and has been vacant long enough that the person who people go to for town history was unsure about its history.
Night, near full moon, 180 second exposure, handheld light producing device set to orange, green and some white on the front of the building.
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Flibberty standing next to the buddleja shrub, wich attracts a lot of butterflies. She found it also quite amusing to trash, devoid of the butterflies.
Hood Ornament on a 1930 Ford Model A Town Sedan
Cruise Night
Cantigny Park
Wheaton, Illinois - 41.852977, -88.157700
June 8, 2008
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iss068e029939 (Dec. 15, 2022) --- Expedition 68 Flight Engineer Koichi Wakata of the Japan Aerospace Exploration Agency (JAXA) performs research operations inside the Destiny laboratory module's Microgravity Science Glovebox (MSG). Wakata was swapping samples inside the MSG for a space physics experiment demonstrating a passive cooling system for electronic devices in microgravity.
My husband is well known for drinking coffee like water, though there’s one thing he consumes more than coffee and that’s news! Here’s a portrait of the love of my life and the man behind great podcasts Asia News Weekly, The Asia Brief, and Asia Now. <3
*Disclaimer: 2 newspapers were harmed for this project. They were given new life and immortality in this portrait.
This is my entry to the Life Sized Accessory category of Space Jam 2019.
The Echo 3 is an item in Borderlands 3 that the Vault Hunter(playable character) always has with them. In the game, this device provides the HUD and menu system for the Vault Hunter, allowing them to keep track of their inventory, view their location on different maps, and document their missions.
The Echo device also has a slot to insert an Echo Cartridge, which the VH often finds scattered around the various worlds, containing valuable information on missions and characters.
I tried to replicate the Echo 3 as accurately as possible, and I think I did a good job. The only details I think I missed were the printed-on parts(like the Dahl logo) and the random bits of tape, which I have no way of producing in lego parts.
I hope you like it!
Today people spending too much time with their high technology devices so it seems like they live not with but "in" their devices.
*EXPLORED*
Saltwick Bay, Yorkshire
On Saltwick Bay near Whitby lies the wreck of a trawler named the Admiral Von Tromp which foundered In October 1976. How it became wrecked is a mystery which will never be fully solved.
The one man who could have solved the riddle died in the water that day.
At 1am the Skipper Frankie Taal set off from Scarborough Harbour. Mr Walter Sheader,(10 Longwestgate) Pierman on the West Pier helped cast them off. He stated that everything seemed normal and that the crew were definitely not drunk(if they had been the whole thing may have been easier to explain). Frankie Taal set a course for the Barnacle Bank fishing grounds - 45 miles NNE of Scarborough. He then had a cup of coffee then came back to check again on John Addison. Everything seemed normal and he went to bed leaving Addison on the wheel - he was an experienced man on the wheel.
Then skipper Frankie Taal was woken as the vessel was bumping and heeling. Crew member John Marton thought the boat had been run down - it simply didn't enter his mind that the boat could have gone on the rocks. The boat was heeling over off Black Nab on Saltwick Bay. The skipper was incredulous and asked Addison "What the hell are you doing!". He simply looked back in stunned silence.
How exactly did a modern boat with all the navigational aids run aground on Saltwick Bay. The weather wasn't bad and they had enough fuel? It was foggy but that shouldn't be a problem as they were not heading anywhere near the coastline. Captain Abbey from the coastguard even charted the boats course and when it sank it was heading due west. That was 90 degrees off course. The boat had been heading straight towards some of the worst rocks on the coast!
Strangest of all was the testimony of a senior nautical surveyor at the inquest. He stated that the boat if left to its devices would not have gone onto the rocks. It really was driven onto the rocks by a deliberate act.
Frankie Taal made valiant attempts to save the boat. They all put their Lifejackets on and then he tried to anchor the boat. Then the vessel turned broadside and it then started to fill with water. He had already sent out a mayday - having to get John Addison out of the way - who was still looking stunned and was powerless to act. The boat was now sinking in thick fog, with a heavy swell breaking on the stern.
The rescue proved very problematic. The boat was heeling over. Frankie Taal ordered the crew to hang onto the starboard side but the seas were too heavy. They instead went back into the wheelhouse. They stayed here for an hour. The wheelhouse slowly filled with water and in the end their heads were banging on the ceiling. In the end they had to leave through an open window - Skipper Taal was last out. Addison was already dead at this stage - drowned in the wheelhouse.
The rescue showed how difficult it is to save lives even in the modern age. The Whitby Lifeboat tried again and again to get near and failed. The Coxswain of the Lifeboat, Robert William Allen, even spoke to the skipper - who said that everyone was alive. The boat tried 7 times to get close. At one point the vessels even touched. Yet heavy seas and fog hampered the rescue. They could even have snatched the crew yet at that moment they were still imprisoned in the wheelhouse. Rocket lines were thrown by the Coastguard but again this failed because the crew were trapped inside the wheelhouse.
When they left the wheelhouse then problems were bound to occur. George Eves was on top of the wheelhouse yet a huge wave knocked him off. That was the last the skipper saw of him. He died drowned. Skipper, Taal was washed overboard and was eventually saved by the inshore Lifeboat. He drew their attention with his whistle on his Lifejacket. The Coastguard had thrown him a line but he did not have the strength to catch it. The other survivors were washed ashore.
It was a tragic loss with two men dead. Quite why it happened will never be explained - Addison died in the water. He drowned and pathology reports showed no signs of alcohol. He spoke to Alan Marton just after the accident happened just saying Oh Alan!" in a quiet apologetic voice. He seemed stunned and unable to act. Skipper Taal had to remove him from the wheel in order to try to rescue the boat.
The crew onboard the Admiral Von Tromp were:
- Frankie Taal, 35 Princess Street, who had 23 years at sea. Saved by inshore Lifeboat.
- Alan Marton, mate, 22 Longwestgate. Survived.
- Mr Anthony Nicholson, engineer, 6 Avenua Road.
- Mr George Edward Eves, East Mount Flats, Scarborough,fish hand. Who drowned
- Mr John 'Scotch Jack' Addison, Spreight Lane Steps, Drowned in the wheelhouse. His body was found on 25th October In Runswick Bay.
A Silver Medal was awarded to RNLI Lifeboat Coxswain Robert Allen. He had skillfully dropped anchor and tried to drift towards the trawler. A Bronze Medal to the Helmsman of the inshore Lifeboat, Richard Robinson, for taking Frankie Taal off Black Nab.
Source: Scarborough Evening News 11th November, 1976.
Had a lot of fun with the 35mm f/1.4L Canon lens on this past trip. I don't think I had quite the idea what to do with it since it only got to my house the day before I left, so I don't think I got all of its potential out of it. But that always leaves room for the next trip. Thanks for lookin', and have a great day!
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====Beneath Arkham====
"Drury, can you hear that?"
Drury- Like a-
Miranda- Like a heartbeat.
She draws her sword. Whatever's nearby, it's loud, and it's powerful. Before Drury can shine a torch up at it, a ball of brown and yellow slashes his back, and he stumbles forwards. Miranda and Norbert turn around, just barely dodging a series of sharp shurikens. Bearded and crazed, their attacker jumps down.
"It's true. Cats always land on their feet."
Miranda- Blake. Strange send you here?
Blake- Wasn't hard sweetheart, I'd recognise your scent, anywhere. The pineapple shampoo, the coconut perfume, the copper blood- A-Positve.
Drury- Blake, we're friends!
Blake- Friends! Is that us? Now, I bet you've already told Chuck and Rigger and Len the good news, that you're getting them out, right? Maybe even Jules! But, you were planning to leave *me*, weren't you? All because I tried "sleeping with your wife"
Drury- You... Did?
He looks at Blake, betrayed, then at Miranda.
Miranda- Shot him in the leg. It's fine.
Blake- That hurt! Thinking maybe I deserve a little compensation...
Miranda- Compensation? I call my sword that, maybe-
Drury- Wait, just shut it. Sorry. ... You're arrogant, yeah, you're a womaniser, yeah, but you're not some tacky rapist. You don't beat women, you don't force yourself on- I mean, you're much better than that, surely? You aren't an *actual* cat, you don't even have green eyes, you-
Drury squints his eyes. Blake has brown eyes. He's always had brown eyes, so why... Why are they green?
"You aren't Blake."
The Faux-Blake licks his lips
Drury- Oh no.
"In a sea of other Misfits, it's the Cat who's King"
Norbert- I don't understand, he's not the cat man?
Drury- Worse.
Miranda- Much worse.
The King of Cats laughs, his green eyes the only light source.
"Oh, you can't imagine how long I've been inside that Pretender! Sometimes, he protests... But he doesn't even know what's going on... You brought me my sister, Mr Drury. And when she and I are together, I will be whole again, and you might have Mr Thomas. What's left of him
Miranda- You can't believe-
Kyle- The Fireman. The Rat-Man. The Bouncer. The Zodiac. Each have tried to snuff me out. But five, five lives are left. Not even you, Ms Miranda, can kill me five-
BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG.
Four bullets. And with that, four lives are gone, and Drury Walker drops a mask of his own.
Drury- I want you to know, I could damn well have shot you again. But, you're alive, because there's a chance, a small chance the real Tom Blake's in there. Now get the hell out of here.
Kyle grins, Blake's smile perverted by him. Then slinks off into the abyss.
Miranda- Drury-
Drury- I'm just- I'm just getting sick of damn betrayals.
Composing himself, he grabs his torch and shines down the tunnel. A dark figure illuminated by it.
====The Belfry====
Selina- Bruce, look.
Bodies everywhere... Someone did this with their bare hands.
"Tread lightly."
She winks, replying slyly, "It's like you don't even know me," before going on her tip toes. "There was a cell block this way, ran into a wonderful, not-at-all Hannibal inmate."
Batman- Day?
"That's the one"
From his cell, Julian stares at Batman, with utter contempt. It's true, some C-Listers respected him, some, like Walker, even admired him, but the Calendar Man? Julian Day felt nothing but hatred for the Bat. Many did. He nods to Selina, and they walk past. As they near the guard's room, an empty bottle of beer rolls along the ground towards them. Slumped across the table, Abner Krill dozes peacefully, either ignorant or uncaring of the massacre. The duo, still very much in sync, sneak past him, and enter the elevator. Bruce pauses, then puts his hand to his ear.
"Walker?"
=========
"Uh, Batman, I think we found your pulse..."
He doesn't even look human. Large metal wires are plugged into his chest, cables strap him into a generator, with electricity crackling through his veins. If not for the tattered remains of his red and yellow costume, Drury might not have even recognised him.
"Cobb."
Norbert- Who... What is he?
Drury- Signal Man, he's a supervillain, a real asshole-
Miranda- A terrorist. Let's say it how it is.
Drury- A terrorist with cancer... Jesus, what did they do to him?
"Only what was necessary. Never more. Never less."
The lights flick on, illuminating the ancient architecture. They're in the Court of Owls, and they've been expecting them.
Ubu is wheeling Ra's in, flanked by Talia, and two masked ninjas. Above them, hundreds of Owls watch, heckling them,
"Hello Mr Walker, I believe you've been looking for me."
=====Warehouse Six====
"They've been gone too long." Chuck's failed, Firebug and the Ten-Eyed Man are dead and the Penguin's still in power. That's the only thing Needham can think, as he stands watch over the warehouse. But, once again, as if someone had been listening to his thoughts, Rigger, Reardon and Sharpe arrive at the camp, panting for breath, but very much alive.
Needham- Sharpe? Rigger, what's-
Rigger mumbles something about Evil Ninjas as Reardon starts to remove Zeiss' bonds.
Needham- What the hell are you-
Rigger takes a deep breath.
"Some weirdo's following us, Rachel Ghoul wants to kill everyone, Drury's here to stop him, and he probably will, but failing that, we're leaving. We need to move, and that includes *him*"
Meghan- That bastard tried to kill us! And where's Chuck?
Ten- Oh, god knows...
"My guess is he went to visit Black Mask." Zeiss is on his feet, brushing the dirt off of himself. "Which means Penguin's secrets are likely out." Which means... Which means... I've failed my contract!" He draws a knife, Mayo in his grasp. He turns to Chancer.
Mayo- Rigger, help!
Zeiss- How rude of me. You're new. You must be one of the accomplices Lock-Up mentioned.
Chancer- Chancer.
Zeiss pushes Mayo over, and drops his knife, raising a hand to Chancer.
"Zeiss. Philo Zeiss." "You must know about the owls."
Chancer- I do.
Zeiss- Good. We don't have long, your pursuer will be here soon, but I'll hold him off as long as possible.
"But-"
Zeiss- Penguin will be at Pike Munitions, it's not far and you'll find your friend, Charles there. ... What? I'm an assassin, I'm not unreasonable. Go.
As the Misfits depart, a purple clad figure drops to the ground, his purple cape flapping in the wind. He smiles at Zeiss, and calls out, rather cheerily, "Hey!" Zeiss picks up his pistol and turns around to meet his assailant, this would be his final stand, a challenge worth his mettle. Him... and Prometheus.
"I like your glasses."
=====The Court of Owls=====
"How long?"
Ra's smiles, faintly. "You mean, how long I have been meddling in your affairs? Since you failed me. Since my Lazarus Pit was destroyed, and you left me a decrepit, dying old man. I warned you, Mr Walker. Fail me, and I would kill everyone you loved. I started with your boy, Axel, sending Cain to eliminate him. It is... fortunate, that he had Cain's daughter by his side. He might not have lived otherwise. And, of course, if not for Cypher."
He points to Cypher, standing among the other Assassins, his eyes pleading with Drury's. His limbs replaced with cybernetics, no doubt a consequence of defying Ra's.
"He urged me to reconsider. Told me of your bravery, of your honour, when you saved Ms Pike using the Pit's waters. I admit, I was impressed, perhaps I wrote you off too quickly, a mere insect. Or... perhaps not. Maybe it always was the company you keep."
His gaze wanders over to Miranda, and then to Norbert.
"I've allowed you to come here, the three of you, as a professional courtesy. Because you deserve to know your enemy, and to know exactly what is going to happen.
In this past decade of rising supervillany, and their growing need for fame and power, do you know who has done the most damage to this accursed city? Not the Joker, no. Not Bane, or Doctor Crane, or that ridiculous cabal of supervillains- the Secret Society I believe... No. Mother Nature. Where were you when the first earthquake hit Gotham, insect? In the comfort of your home? In that basement of yours? I recall where I was. Toppling the corrupt governments of Qurac. It was... inspiring, I'll admit, to watch the world itself do what thousands have tried and failed to accomplish. Hundreds dead in one destructive stroke. And in their hour of need, where was your government? They were planting signs.
Miranda- You're going to create an earthquake?
====The Belfry====
"Oracle, I'm sending you everything from the Arkham database. Get this to Mayor Grange now."
Oracle- Is that-?
"Cobb... They're using him as a generator, and given enough time... He'll explode, taking half of Arkham with him, just-"
Oracle- Cassie's on it. Bruce, if Drury can't- I'm sorry.
Bruce sighs, and turning away from the console, finds Selina unconscious on the ground.
Batman- You killed those guards...
"She's right. You can't save everyone. If you don't open those gates, the inmates will die. Buried in rubble, if they haven't killed *themselves* first. But if you do..."
Batman- The inmates run free. And with enough firepower to level the city. Whatever I do, people will die.
"And you will be their killer. The Gangsters, or Gotham. This, is the Demon's Trap Batman."
Batman- They won't fail. The inmates will evacuate. Safely.
"Yes. The little people. But Two-Face? Black Mask? The Penguin? Would they listen when they are too busy fighting each other? No. You've put your faith in the hands of Killer Moth and men of his ilk. You've put them up against The Demon's Head, and the League of Assassins. I wonder if, they too, will die buried by the city they called home."
Batman- Why are you here, Bane? To gloat? Kick me while I'm down?
Bane- No. I have come to help you. The Society-
Batman- Please. You're a figurehead who built his reputation off of my back. You're nothing to them.
Bane- Lies! I am Bane! I have power, more than I have ever-
Batman- And you think that gives you leverage on Sinestro? Grodd? Ocean Master? They'll abandon you just like they did Luthor
Bane- The choice is yours Batman. Killer Moth can not save Arkham. I can.
Batman- And in doing so, you'll have recruited another hundred agents to the Society.
Bane- Yes.
Batman- No. I don't want your help.
Bane- I thought not. And I am still disappointed. Those who have not taken a life do not understand the value of it. Or it's meaning.
Batman- And those who have, are placed on a path where they're liable to take another. And another. And another.
Bane- You can't still be so naive. Yes, Walker may save some, but not all of them- they'd be souls, Batman, you would have let die. No one would blame you. They wouldn't even have to know. But I know you would. You are Batman. Just one death is too many, isn't it?
Or save them all.
====The Court=====
"Yes. One that envelops Arkham City, and it's population of thieves and rapists. Earth can not sustain its people, I've seen it first hand. It is running out of resources, and running out of space. The least we could do, is remove the undesirables sucking up air. And there are... other benefits."
He gestures to another machine, greyish liquid moves about, it's shifting, transforming. The device looks familiar, almost like the Cloudburst.
Drury- But what's stopping you from getting buried with the rest of them?
"Nth metal. The Owls built this complex centuries ago, in the days of false gods and metal. The vibrations will move through the facility, but not harming those of us within.
Of course, with the inmates too busy hunting rogue snipers and killing each other, our work here has remained relatively undisturbed. It takes immense energy, to power such a machine... Fortunately, we have the perfect battery. All we needed was to move Mr Cobb from his home in the Belfry's generator room, to here. ... Nothing more to say?"
Drury kneels before Ra's, then swallowing, looks up, and grabs his hand.
"I challenge you to trial by combat."
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We've had a lot of problems in Northern Ireland in recent months with dissident terrorists planting real and hoax explosive devices, disrupting and endangering the lives of the ordinary people (and visitors - there was a hoax device on the train line from Dublin yesterday).
Coming back from dinner last night in Belfast's Cathedral quarter I felt a distinct unease passing what was probably just a harmless cardboard box (I think the circular motif made me think of those dynamite bombs you see in cartoons)...you just never know here.
The EVA (Extra Vehicular Activity) Exercise Device for evaluation and effectiveness of weightlessness on astronauts during long duration spaceflights, at the NASA Ames Research Center, Mountain View, California
Credit: NASA
Image Number: AC90-0007-3
Date: February 23, 1990
Imagina siempre lo mejor y al final pasa !!!
Imagine always the best and eventually it will happen !!!
better on L
;-)
Back of an old refrigerated truck for delivering ice.
Night, near full moon, 120 second exposure, handheld light producing device set to green.
We loved the Musical Instruments Museum! So much fun, and so many interesting instruments to look at, including a large collection of instruments invented by Adolphe Sax, a Belgian dude that invented the saxophone.
You are given a touchscreen device and a pair of headphones, then off you go! The instruments are all labelled and arranged into different categories and time periods, but you look for numbers on the floor in front of the instruments, type that number into your device, and then it plays the music of that instrument or group of instruments! We were in here for hours, before catching our train back home to London that day.
The museum itself is in an old department store that used to sell English wares, so there is a central staircase that envelopes a lift shaft, whilst on this floor there was a small set of stairs that had viewing cabinets at the top of them.
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July 8th, 2012
Dartmouth, MA
The remains of Lincoln Park's Comet Roller Coaster. It's final day.
I really didn't want to go and photograph the remains of the Comet. To be honest, I have no connection to it. I have never even rode the Comet. But a friend called me and asked me if I wanted to go with him because he wanted to say his final goodbye to Lincoln Park...specifically the remains of the park's roller coaster called "Comet".
I could tell in his voice just how much this place meant to him. He didn't have a ride so we made a trip of it. The next thing I know I am actually climbing the remains of the Comet for a better view (mind you, I can't stand heights) and I quickly blast through a 64GB memory card.
I even climbed high enough to grab him a few light bulbs from the coaster's lighting system. We took the last of them. He was so happy, he broke down as we were leaving. The guy loved the place. Needless to say, I am glad he talked me into going. He was even able to snag a golf ball, a piece of the mini-golf's artificial turf, and a few screws that held down the coaster's track.
Got tons of images to go through...
Info on the Comet: "The Comet was a twister-layout wooden roller coaster that operated in the now defunct Lincoln Park in Massachusetts. It operated from 1946 until 1987.
The coaster was designed by Edward Leis and Vernon Keenan and built by the National Amusement Device Company. The ride was 3000 feet long, and had a top speed of 55 mph. One ride lasted two minutes and ten seconds. It had two trains, each with five cars, arranged with two per row, two rows per car, for a total of 20 riders per train.
The coaster was originally designed with five cars, but during the last years of its operation, the ride was shortened to four to allow the last carts to be used for spare parts. The ride continues to stand, though it's lifthill has been partially collapsed as of 2005. As of the winter of 2008, the Comet's station building has completely collapsed. The cause was most likely the result of either heavy snow or just rot."
Yet another shot of the gorgeous River Otter who was barking at me from between the ice floes the other night,
As someone who was once a hunter, I'm sure that many animals definitely sense my "harmlessness", despite my armament of photographic devices. I only pray they are as empathetically encountered by other humans ... but, fortunately, these are rarely met by our kind ... Once the ice is melted, they'll be gone, in the hinterland.
Near Donjek River, Yukon territory.