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The difference between a mountain and a molehill is your perspective. Al Neuharth

 

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Capture from SW Fourth Avenue in the Pioneer District of Portland, Oregon.

Chapter 1 - Episode 8

Location: Desert Wasteland - Horizon's Edge, World of Ruin

 

Ash stepped out of the rusting shack, looking out into the vast emptiness of the gorge before him. Horizon's Edge was a poor mining settlement located on the western rim of the Burning Canyon. The Wanderers here lived a harsh life, digging in the dirt for minerals they could barely afford to sell. The Melting Sands that flowed through the settlement and down into the Burning Canyon like slow-moving waterfalls, posed a constant threat, one false step could be the difference between life and death. A vicious cycle, Ash thought to himself.

 

Ash was a fearsome warrior, heavily armored and courageous beyond words. He stood alone, looking out into the Canyon; he could still hear the distant sounds of her voice, screaming in agony. She was just a child, and didn't deserve such a fate. Ashamed, dishonored, and alone, Ash fled from his former raider clan to the settlement of Horizon's Edge. A place he thought safe, a place where he could atone for his sins. Ash was a raider. He had taken many lives. But this life, tortured his soul, burning in sorrow. He knew that in time, they would come for him. They would track him to this place, force him to rejoin their ranks, or suffer the consequences. If he refused, they would burn Horizon's Edge to the ground, and kill everyone who lived here. His very presence in Horizon's Edge put the Wanderers living here in constant danger. This only compounded their already bleak existence, many of whom face death around every corner. If it wasn't the Burning Canyon or the Melting Sands that claimed lives, it was an imminent raider assault.

 

Ash had grown tired of killing, killing for the wrong reasons. A deep feeling of regret had come over him in recent years. He watched his fellow raiders slay innocents without regard for life. After the incident, he came to realize that life was something sacred, and he took that away from those he slew. And for what? What did the inhabitants of these settlements even have to offer? Nothing. The Calamity that fell from the sky destroyed this world, countless seasons ago.... was he so different? Every night, Ash is visited by all the Wanderers he took from this world, in nightmares that seemed to never end. They would speak to him; they would say "Welcome Ash". He could never shake the images of them from his head. One day, he would join them in peace. He would join her in peace, who smiles upon him, who doesn't blame him for what he did. Only the innocence of a child could think this way. He was forever grateful.

 

Ash wouldn't let the Wanderers living here suffer the way he has. He couldn't. He won't. He would fight for them, until his dying breath. The time will come when he would have to make a stand against the raiders. The settlers here knew nothing of his past, but strength came in numbers. He would have to prepare them, without revealing who he was, or what he has done. Ash clenched his makeshift battle axe, driven by a new fiery passion, to protect innocent lives, not destroy them. Horizon's Edge will live on, let them come, Ash thought to himself. He would be ready.

 

Aftermarket parts are from Cape Madness, Brick Forge, Brick Warriors, and Brick Arms.

 

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To be continued....

...from the previous posting of a similar image..

These have 6 differences.

1) red suede on the bottom

2) Adidas on the heel

3) Adidas v leaf on rubber heel

4) size of tongue and white trim on Chinese tongue

5) tags on Chinese are sewn in on 4 sides v hanging off on German

6) THE COLOR IS TOTALLY DIFFERENT!!

Bydgoszcz, Poland

 

The images foreground, taken in Point Nepean Quarantine area, depicts the past history of the area, the last standing reminder of the jetty once used [1867] for receiving cattle, yet 4 Kms across our Port Philip bay, the top left zone, the new Queenscliff ferry terminal is now in action.

 

Content from the late 1800's to 2023 in one image. Guessing the age of the male visitor is for you alone.

 

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[Sony A7, RIII, FE 35mm F1.4 GM]

Our Lady of Al-Natour monastery

 

Is standing on the Cape of Al-Natour, was built by the Crusaders on Byzantine ruins. The monastery is surrounded by large fields of the myrtle (Myrtus Ugni), a nearly extinct plant on the Lebanese coast.

In the last few years, the monastery church and rooms have been renovated, and icons of saints are painted on the church walls.

I found on the internet that this is monastery is 900 years old.

photos taken 26/12/2014

Such a huge contrast between the G and the I.

She was overseeing the attractive library room in a seniors’ complex in Tucson Arizona. She stood out with her stylish hat among the Christmas-decorated library. It was a beautifully-appointed room, conveniently located near the entrance to the dining room which made it very visible and accessible to the residence who passed it before and after meals. She had a friendly response to my interest and proudly showed me the library which is her volunteer commitment to the complex where she lives. Meet Grace.

 

As we chatted, I learned that Grace is 87 years old, proud of the library she oversees, and very optimistic about life. She was interested in my Human Family project and happy to participate, even though she said she doesn’t usually photograph well. I asked her to let me worry about that.

 

Grace explained that she is originally from Oklahoma and her father attended Haskell Indian School in Kansas. Between her origins in Oklahoma and her current retirement in Arizona, she has not only traveled the world but has lived in many countries along the way. She and her husband were teachers which proved to be a ticket to travel. Her husband was a chemist in the petroleum industry but always had a desire to teach. He and she took advantage of state funding to get degrees in education and soon found themselves in demand overseas. She earned a Masters degree in Counselling and Guidance. She and her husband lived and worked in New Delhi for two years. She noted that in “those days” women were usually paid much less than men who were viewed as “the head of the household.” Grace proudly told me that her husband was progressive and took a stand that he would not take a job where his wife’s pay was less than his.

 

Grace said that she and her husband loved India but that proved to be just the start of a globe-spanning career in which they lived and taught in many countries, including Iran, Hong Kong, Brazil, and Singapore. She said each was a wonderful experience and she felt lucky to have had a chance to not only see the world but to experience it by living in so many different places with so many different cultures. “You might be surprised” she told me “that we never applied for a job. Jobs just seemed to come to us in the form of invitations from different countries to move there and teach. I guess you could call our careers a ‘calling’ in that sense.” She summarized “Oh, I’ve had a wonderful life.” I think the expression "A life well-lived" describes Grace perfectly. Her vitality, good will, and energy to remain very involved impressed me greatly.

 

Grace is very active at the seniors’ complex where she lives and explained that I would not have met her in the library but for chance. She was scheduled for a session with the bridge club but when another card-player showed up as a fourth, she gave up her seat at the table and came to the library to see if anything needed doing. A resident had dropped off a donation of a few books to be included in the library so they needed to be logged and incorporated into the collection. One book had a post-it note attached, explaining that the book had some “pretty racy sections,” suggesting that it would be up to Grace to decide if it was appropriate for the library. With a twinkle in her eye and a raised eyebrow, Grace said that the note intrigued her so she was perusing the book more carefully for evaluation.

 

I could understand why Grace was proud of the one-room library. In browsing the shelves I saw many books I would have found interesting and they were nicely organized among the Christmas decorations accenting the room. As Grace and I chatted and took photos, several residents came and went, all exchanging a friendly greeting with Grace.

 

Grace’s message for the project was “Our biases and prejudices are so destructive. We are all just people - equals despite the differences in our skin color or religion. She proceeded to tell me some stories about how the Native Americans have been brutally treated. With her own roots as an Indian, I could tell that Grace felt this issue deeply.

 

Thank you Grace, for the friendly chat and for participating in my photography project. You are my 573rd submission to The Human Family Group on Flicker.

 

You can view more street portraits and stories by visiting The Human Family.

President George Washington thought political parties were self-serving tyrants that exacerbated tribal and regional differences for their own benefit at the expense of the country, e.g. North or South, city or rural. In his farewell address, America's first outgoing President asked Americans to step outside the hypnotic spell, which he called the "awe", of political parties and party leaders in order to serve the greater good of the country and its citizen government. "Unawed" would mean carefully deliberated, uninfluenced by party hyperbole and seduction. Washington declared to his fellow countrymen:

 

"This government, the offspring of our own choice, uninfluenced and unawed, adopted upon full investigation and mature deliberation, completely free in its principles, in the distribution of its powers, uniting security with energy, and containing within itself a provision for its own amendment, has a just claim to your confidence and your support. Respect for its authority, compliance with its laws, acquiescence in its measures, are duties enjoined by the fundamental maxims of true liberty. The basis of our political systems is the right of the people to make and to alter their constitutions of government. But the Constitution which at any time exists, till changed by an explicit and authentic act of the whole people, is sacredly obligatory upon all. The very idea of the power and the right of the people to establish government presupposes the duty of every individual to obey the established government.

 

All obstructions to the execution of the laws, all combinations and associations, under whatever plausible character, with the real design to direct, control, counteract, or awe the regular deliberation and action of the constituted authorities, are destructive of this fundamental principle, and of fatal tendency. They serve to organize faction, to give it an artificial and extraordinary force; to put, in the place of the delegated will of the nation the will of a party, often a small but artful and enterprising minority of the community; and, according to the alternate triumphs of different parties, to make the public administration the mirror of the ill-concerted and incongruous projects of faction, rather than the organ of consistent and wholesome plans digested by common counsels and modified by mutual interests.

 

However combinations or associations of the above description may now and then answer popular ends, they are likely, in the course of time and things, to become potent engines, by which cunning, ambitious, and unprincipled men will be enabled to subvert the power of the people and to usurp for themselves the reins of government, destroying afterwards the very engines which have lifted them to unjust dominion."

 

–Declared President George Washington in his Farewell Address to the nation in 1796.

examples on how to tell apart the ranks of geisha. Featuring miyagawacho maiko Toshiteru and Geiko Kikusturu.

1. Difference

2. Color

3. Rhythm

4. Basic. Crop

5. Shallow

6. Flashlight of a phone

what a difference a day makes - well actually it was less than 4 hours. Same flower in the process from the opening of a bud to bloom.

Well, quite notable differences, of course. Stagecoach Manchester 19294 (MX08 GUF) and newer 10403 (SL64 HZJ) demonstrate new and old styles of Enviro 400 together.

 

Manchester, Whitworth Street, 06/01/2015.

Camera is on auto and really shows up the difference between my jacket and skirt

Greenwich Park

 

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"A great marriage is not when the 'perfect couple' comes together. It is when an imperfect couple learns to enjoy their differences."

Dave Meurer

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On euro tour with Sean and Neil for 3 days of mayhem and a grand total of 8 hours sleep. Taking in some old and new sites and showing them some of what is out there as it was their first time. Also made time to meet up with the SPEXS crew.

 

Unsure on the history of when this rectory/convent was abandoned but seems to be a while now.

 

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Never Ever Stop Doing Anything Just Because You Think Small Is Nothing And Remember All The Big Things Are Made Of Small Parts.

 

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My [Wreck This Journal] - DRIP SOMETHING HERE. CLOSE THE BOOK TO MAKE A PRINT -

"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference."

(Robert Frost)

This looks to be more or less a reverse angle view of the previous photo, and probably one of the better overviews I got showing how emptied out the back portion of the store was by my May 12, 2018 visit.

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Rite-Aid, 1998-built (closed May 2018), Goodman Rd. at Tulane Rd., Horn Lake MS

The main difference between the two Fish Eagles is that the African fish eagle (Haliaeetus vocifer) and the American fish eagle (Pandion haliaetus) are different species, although both feed mainly on fish.

 

Regarding the African, it is a large species found throughout sub-Saharan Africa wherever there are large open bodies of water with abundant food supplies, it is the national bird of Malawi, Namibia, Zambia and Zimbabwe.

 

Regarding the American, its distribution is cosmopolitan, it is found on all continents except Antarctica, but in South America, it only arrives as a non-reproductive migrant.

www.cakeadifference.org

 

Imagine if you were unable to touch or kiss your newborn baby. This is an ordeal thousands of families, whose child arrives too soon, too small or too sick, are forced to go through each year.

 

•There is a shortage of 1,150 nurses to care for the 70,000 babies in need of specialist hospital care in England. Less than a third of units have enough nurses to meet minimum standards.

•Neonatal units are working way above recommended occupancy levels meaning there is no safety net for peaks in the number of babies being admitted to units.

•Families of babies admitted to specialist hospital care face a crippling financial strain on top of the normal costs of having a new baby.

•Over half of parents face the prospect of not being able to stay near their baby in hospital due to a shortage of overnight rooms for families.

 

Cake A Difference is the annual fundraising initiative from Bliss, the special care baby charity. Bliss offers guidance and information at a critical time in families' lives, funds ground-breaking research and campaigns for babies to receive the best possible level of care regardless of when and where they are born.

  

(apologies for kitchen clutter)

Blue Damsel Fly ( Bluish /purple )

 

Differences between Damselflies and Dragonflies

 

Dragonflies are generally big with a thick, either tubular of slightly flattened 'tail' (abdomen) and broad wings, broadest where they meet the 'body' (thorax). They have huge compound eyes which take up much of their face. The eyes join in the middle on top of the head. A good look at the face will reveal a gruesome set of jaws!

   

Damselflies are smaller, and are dainty, elegant insects. They have a long, thin, tubular abdomen, narrow wings, narrowest where they meet the thorax, and large eyes (although much smaller than dragonflies) which protrude from the sides of the head, almost as if on stalks. To me they look like a hammer head; )

 

One further difference is the way they hold their wings. Dragonflies almost always have their wings spread fully open, and can be found perching on vegetation, often hanging vertically. Damselflies habitually close their wings when at rest and hold them over their 'backs'. One damselfly, the Emerald Damselfly, usually holds its wings open at 45 degrees.

 

P. S. I love purple , but this is the true color of this Damselfly.. Just cropped the photo..

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這邊好像不小心就會拍到類似的構圖吼~~

What if there was no life? Nothing wrong, nothing right.

What if there was no time, and no reason, or rhyme?

What if you should decide that you don't want me there by your side?

 

I've started secondary school! It's senior year 1, and all professors are saying we'll have tons of HW, and this, and that...

Arg. Can't stand it anymore, and I haven't been there for a WEEK.

 

I have some ideas I'd like to execute, again, but i never get to. Just like the last time. Guess I have to start focusing on this a little more. I nagivate through Flickr more than I check my own boat.

Ok, don't know were that came from. Woah, I'm such a poet (?

Nevermind. I've seen Adele's concert at Royal Albert Hall. She is such an impressive woman. And funny, too! I haven't seen many like her who say the F word normally. Love her laugh :)

 

SOOOO, don't know what to write! Am, just knw there'll be better pics soon, and, well, happy March 4th :)

 

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Note: this photo is NOT my "main" (i.e. very last to be uploaded) photo out of the three I've posted this morning. I uploaded this and the next shot first and then uploaded the main image (Globe Thistle flower) separately, to see if that makes any difference. I did try doing it a couple of times this way weeks ago and seem to remember that there was something I didn't like with the result, but can't for the life of me remember what it was, ha. Hopefully, Flickr (or something else) won't change the order of the way you see my photos displayed! I did it this way yesterday, and it did work OK for a friend.

 

On this day, 26 July 2015, 22 of us drove out to Marsland Basin, E of Calgary. Part of this beautiful wetland belongs to our friend, Lyn, and her partner - they have a house and yard that overlooks the wetland. This was the second time that I had visited the area, the first being on 28 June 2015. Each time, we have to sign a small guestbook. Also, everyone who can is asked to please submit a list of species seen to eBird. The birds on the water are very distant, so you need binoculars (which I don't have) and even better, a spotting scope. Really, they are too far away for photos, though I can get a distant shot with my point-and-shoot camera set at 48x zoom and then cropped.

 

Like last time, I took a long look over the lake and then wandered round Lyn's property, this time finding a mushroom or two, a beautiful moth, a Thistle or two, their two donkeys, a House Wren, an Eastern Kingbird, a Mourning Dove, and a family of Western Kingbirds (that were just about impossible to see as they flitted in amongst the high branches.

 

The highlight of the visit for many of us was seeing a very, very distant family of American Badgers that were in a neighbour's field (so, private land), digging for prey (probably the nearby Richardson's Ground Squirrels). There are four family members, though some of us only saw three. I think I have only ever seen a Badger three times before in 37 years, the last one being on 11 June 2012, on one of Don Stiles' annual Mountain Bluebird outings.

 

The General Status of the American Badger in Alberta is Sensitive. More detailed Status is "Data Deficient" - not enough current information to determine its status.

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_badger

 

After our visit to the Marsland Basin, friends Dorothy and Stephen drove two of us back to Calgary again, travelling the roads slowly so that we could see a number of perched Swainson's Hawks, and a Meadowlark with mouth full of insects to feed to her babies. We also called in briefly at Weed Lake, closer to Calgary, which is where this photo of pollution was taken. I wonder if it could be caused by a natural bacteria decomposition process? Thanks so much, Stephen, for the safe ride there and back. As always, hugely appreciated!

 

For a list of the 53 species of bird that were seen yesterday morning, look under the Badger family photo.

 

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SBT Psychological Test -

We all have differences in perception because our cultural backgrounds shaped unconsciously our way of looking at things. What do you see on this pair of mating moth? Concentrate for 10 seconds and say an alphabet from the twenty-six letters. Do not continue to read until you’ve given an answer.

 

What is interpreted by the brain sheds light also on the inner heart. In this assessment, a great majority will spell the alphabet “H” from their standpoint. The typical traits of men belonging to this group are handsome, honest, hard-working and homely. Ladies are hypnotic, helpful, harmonious and hygienic. To put it in a nutshell, people in this league are happy folks enjoying a healthy mind. You tend to pick up the shape, size and color of laughter easily. How can this possibly be true? Are you one who will walk with a joyous spring even when you couldn’t find work for 6 months? Do you always remember to forget the bad experience and troubles that have passed away? Bingo! To the cheerful, Brussels sprouts and lollypops taste the same because their high-spirited outlook transforms whatever bitter into sweet. For those who are perpetually teary, it takes no more than three inches to drown in the pool of blues. Congrats, you probably don’t know that.

 

A lesser number will observe “I” in the minority crew. Regardless of gender, those belonging to the second league are deemed by friends as icy, insecure, indifferent and impassive. They are wrapped up with a high level of self-centeredness where everything is about I, I and I all the time. Is the secret password to your email set at 12-12-112? I want to mount up 99 faves, want to hit a million views, want-want to amass a truckload of comments to prove I’m the best) That’s it! Have you, on more than one occasion, been told that you talk about yourself from start to finish until the caterpillars in your stomach develop wings and fly? Have you ever, with eulogy eyes, deride the pathetic crowd and believe you are the only reason the sun shines? Here’s the harsh truth that will make you a better being. You are not a special snowflake that deserves to be framed and admired periodically. For a multitude of reasons, centering on the importance of self will lead to the destruction of self. Get over yourself. Take a minute and listen to my proposal. Put your enlarged ego in a helium balloon today and watch it cease to exist in the consuming sky.

 

What if you are unable to make out anything from the picture of procreation? Regrettably, you fit into the third kind known as the emotionless. One who is numb to whatsoever naturally will not know how to feel, can barely sleep, never cry, and believe it or not, are immune to fresh air. If you fail to remember what made you smile… if you fail to see what makes life worthwhile… when nothing has meaning… drop everything this moment and hug a tree. The healing greens of nature, the wonderment of the birds and the bees in romance are the only cure for the stony-eyed with blank stare, I can vouch for that.

 

Thank you for taking the time to read. I hope you have enjoyed the mental health test I prepared for you tonight :-)

Revisiting Hazel's photo sessions. A few new ones and cropping some old ones already posted but they will be worth it when you see the difference. Enjoy my friends :)

Here, two versions of Duple Dominant bodied Leyland Leopard's are seen side by side at Blackpool Coliseum Coach Station, that was also used as a parking area for Ribble. On the left is a Dominant II(See comment below kindly provided by [https://www.flickr.com/photos/ian_simpson/]) bodied Leopard PSU5E/4R. It was new to National Travel(West)(N289), in 10/1981. After transfer to Ribble, it was numbered 89 as can be seen here. Meanwhile, on the right, is Ribble 1062, XTF823L, an early version of the Dominant on a Leopard PSU3B/4R, new to National Travel(North West)(Standerwick) in 07/1973 numbered 40. The photo being taken in November 1987.

 

The camera being a Praktica MTL3.

 

I would request, as with all my photos, that they are not copied or downloaded in any way, shape or form. © Peter Steel 1987.

Carpenter bee, in Brazil called mamangava, feeding on nectar on a Morning Glory (Ipomeia rubra), using his long hairy tongue to lap up the liquid.

 

He is overloaded with pollen on his hind legs from a nearby Lantana. He transports this pollen to a nest to feed their young.

 

Difference bumble bee and carpenter bee:

www.cooperpest.com/blog/carpenter-bee-vs.-bumble-bee

Hammock Beach | Palm Coast | Florida

 

A 9 hour flight from London to Orlando and a -5 hour timezone difference meant me waking up ridiculously early on a quiet Sunday morning.

 

There's not a lot of photogenic interest in the UCF area (it's mainly all office blocks and a university campus), so I decided to head up the coast in my rental car. I ended up in a quiet little resort called Palm Coast (just over an hour north of Orlando, up the I95 interstate).

 

I parked up and walked onto the beach, noticing this log which caught my eye. I thought it made an unusual piece of foreground interest.

 

I setup with my tripod and mounted a 3-Stop ND Grad Filter in order to retain the amazing colours in the sky just before sunrise. About 15 minutes before the sun came above the horizon, the sky lit up like it was on fire, prompting me to name this image 'Inferno".

 

I have tried to capture how this place felt when I was stood there on the beach, the sound of crashing waves and the smell of the sea breeze. I chose a 1-second exposure to illustrate the movement in the waves and I did not add any extra saturation or contrast, the sky really was that bright!

 

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This shot was taken with Velvia 50. It is amazing the difference between what this film does and what digital captures. The color in this shot just amazes me.

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