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Conditions difficiles, peu de lumière, du sport!
Difficult conditions, low light and Sport!
Il y a des monuments qui n'ont pas la place qu'ils devraient avoir dans les guides touristiques sans qu'on puisse savoir ce qui leur vaut ce dédain. Il en est ainsi pour l'église Saint Jean de Dieu ou San Juan de Dios qui pourtant est un des exemples les plus outrés du baroque qu'on connaisse. Elle possède de surcroît un somptueux retable churrigueresque (Le baroque churrigueresque est l'aspect que prend le baroque en Espagne au xviiie siècle et qui se caractérise par une abondance ornementale. Il développe en particulier les valeurs décoratives d’éléments singuliers tels que le retable, le portail, et la façade. Il tient son nom de la famille des Churriguera, sculpteurs à Salamanque, dont les retables sont célèbres pour être des structures spectaculaires, sculptées de manière artisanale, mêlant des motifs décoratifs islamiques, gothiques et plateresques qui sont refondus dans des compositions baroques extravagantes.) Elle se trouve entre l'hôpital toujours en activité et qui cache de belles fresques et d'agréables patios et une institution pour jeune handicapés mentaux, il faut passer par le petit jardin de celui-ci pour accéder à l'église. C'est peut être à cause de cette entrée un peu dissimulée que le monument n'a pas la notoriété qu'il mérite.
Dès que l'on pénètre dans l'église on est submergé d'or. Il n'y a pas un centimètre carré qui ne soit pas ouvragé, ce n'est que tableaux, fresques, stucs et sculptures.
There are monuments that have no place they should have in the tourist guides without being able to know what is their disdain it. This is for the Saint John of God or San Juan de Dios yet is one of the most extravagant examples of the baroque we know. It has moreover a sumptuous Churrigueresque altarpiece (The Churrigueresque baroque is the aspect that makes the Baroque in Spain in the eighteenth century and is characterized by an ornamental abundance. It develops in particular the decorative values of singular elements such as the altarpiece, the portal and the facade. It takes its name from the family Churriguera, sculptors in Salamanca, whose altarpieces are famous for being spectacular structures, carved by craftsmen, combining Islamic decorative motifs, Gothic and Plateresque which are remelted in extravagant baroque compositions.) it is located between the hospital still active and hides beautiful frescoes and pleasant patios and an institution for mentally disabled young, it must pass through the small garden of it to access the 'church. This may be due to this entry somewhat concealed that the monument does not have the recognition it deserves.
As soon as one enters the church one is overwhelmed with gold. There is not a square centimeter that is not carved, it is only paintings, frescoes, stucco and sculptures.
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quelques difficultés avec la faible luminosité.....posté néanmoins pour la richesse(chargée) des sculptures
L'intérieur de la nef de l'église surprend par le raffinement et la virtuosité de sa voûte. La décoration des piliers et de la voûte est de pur style manuélin. A l'entrée de l'église, on peut voir les tombeaux de Vasco de Gama (sculpté de cordages, de sphères armillaires et autres emblèmes marins, et de Camoens.
Les bras du transept de style baroque ont été érigés par Jérôme de Rouen, fils de Jean de Rouen et renferment plusieurs tombeaux royaux. Dans le chœur reconstruit à l'époque classique, on découvre un tabernacle en argent du XVIIe siècle, de l'orfèvre portugais João de Sousa (1674-1678), offert par le roi Alphonse VI en remerciements pour sa victoire dans la Bataille de Montes Claros (17 juin 1665) face au royaume d'Espagne, et aussi plusieurs tombeaux royaux.
This has been, by far, the most difficult snowflake to include in this year’s series. Partly because of the complex structure, and partly because of the less effective equipment at hand. I hope you’ll all agree that it was worth the effort. View large!
Stellar Dendrite crystals like this have a classic “feel” to them. They are the kind of snowflake you might imagine or see on television. The beauty of natural snow however, is the balanced imperfections across every branch. There are “rules” that snowflakes follow, that define how they grow. The simple physics of freezing water is a wonderful thing to explore when this kind of creation is the result!
The “balance” we see here is all based on a simple and pervasive rule: Whatever sticks out the farthest will grow the fastest. The exposure to new building blocks (water vapour) allows certain parts of a snowflake to grow faster. This simple rule defines the footprint of this crystal. Branches cannot grow farther when the meet another branch, there’s no water vapour there and in most cases you see small gaps between almost-fused branches. They might touch if the conditions are right, but there are very few building blocks in these areas.
It’s a race. Whatever branch or side-branch can grow faster will have the advantage. This extends to plates competing for water as well, as we see in the very center. There is a roughly hexagonal “button” plate in the center, which lost the battle for building blocks against the main branches. Imagine a small column connecting two small plate crystals as this snowflake was an infant. If the wind was blowing against the backside, the rear snowflake would grow and stick out farther. This would effectively choke off most of the growth of the twin plate, giving the features we see in the center.
Snowflakes are complex, yes. There is endless detail in surface contours and cavities within the ice. At the heart of it, they are all based on a few simple rules. The “branching instability” is what I described above. There is also the “knife-edge instability” that makes snowflake grow faster when they are thinner. The angle at which they fall affect how they grow, and electromagnetism plays a role to some degree as well in very specific situations. Air pressure, temperature, humidity, they all work together to create a snowflake. Change any one of these variables and you change the results. Because of the organized chaos of nature, you’re seeing this snowflake.
The universe is beautiful, isn’t it?
To further explore the beauty and physics of snow, and to follow a comprehensive tutorial to photograph your own snowflakes, take a look at Sky Crystals: www.skycrystals.ca/book/ - a 304 page hardcover book dedicated to the ideas discussed above. Not only does it make winter more tolerable, it makes you perceive natural beauty with new knowledge and understanding.
It's difficult to think that the summer is fast approaching it's end and Autumn is nearly upon us.
The seasonal changes are to be bestowed, but sometimes, don't you wish you could just freeze time and languish in the timeless space of beauty and contemplation?
That said - Blackberry & Apple Pie!
Come on Autumn hurry up! :-) ha ha
"Rubus fruticosus" - Don't you just love latin plant names! :-)
[13:15] Eamon Cale slowly climbs the steps to Yuri's door. His face is difficult to read, a careful lack of expression that almost masks the shadow of concern in his eyes. It deepens when he sees the door standing open. He enters, silent as a shadow himself, and closes the door behind him. The room beyond is empty, silent as a tomb, and it takes him a moment to find the door hidden to the right of the kitchen. He enters the room beyond without a sound, only his gentle, rasping voice. "Yuri?"
[13:18] Sayuri Ushida let out a faux, rasping breath, the sound being lost in the bible that she was clutching so dearly to her bosom. Eamon would recognize it as one of the bibles that sat in the pews..."I....I figured you would come, Padre...." She forced a small smile on her lips, her fangs peeking out of her mouth. "I'm sorry....." She had been saying those words over and over to herself for the past few days...whether they were meant for her or for God was yet to be determined. "Come sit with me?" Her eyes pleaded as she weakly motioned to the chair, that bible easily slipping from her grasp and tumbling onto the floor.
[13:21] Eamon Cale quietly crosses the room. His boots thump softly with his steps, that half-off gait that's his signature now bringing him to her side. Slowly, he takes a seat in the dark chair beside her bed, and folds his hands between his knees as he looks at her. "There is nothing to apologize for," he says, and reaches out to take her hand. His eyes are shadowed with more than concern now; it's a grim and gentle sorrow. "I couldn't let ye do this alone."
[13:25] Sayuri Ushida gently squeezes his hand with what little strength she had. "I never thought it would come to this, Eamon...I always thought....that I was stronger than the evil....Maybe...there really is no hope for those like me. I've killed, I've beaten, I've cursed others to this life that I am trapped in....It never ends, does it?" Her voice was childlike, the worry and fear of what was to come now evident. "All I wanted...all I ever wanted....was to be free. And to never be alone.....at least God had finally answered my prayers..." She brought his hand to her cheek and brushed against it, much like a feline would do. "I hope....my letter didn't disturb you too greatly..."
[13:31] Eamon Cale's fingers gently thread with hers. He strokes his knuckles over her cheek, then leans forward, clasping her hand between his broad ones. It is a death bed, of that he has no doubt. He has sat at the bedsides of the dying too often; there's a feel to the room, a hush of expectancy found nowhere else. "Disturb me?" He pauses. "No. Worried me, aye." He unfolds one hand and strokes her hair back from her brow, a touch tender as a father with a child. "Freedom, like all things worth having, lass... it comes with a price. This is not a life God intended for ye."
[13:36] Sayuri Ushida almost seemed to purr under the touch as more and more of her original self started to show. "Padre....do ya' realise 'ow long it's been...since I 'ave felt genuine warmth?" Crimson tears started to well up in her eyes, though they were blackened due to the drying blood within her. She never wanted that touch to leave, but she knew deep down it wouldn't be long until she was freed from her icy prison. "I was...readin' Oedipus Rex before I wrote that letter to ye'....made me wonder...maybe this -is- what God 'ad planned all along...maybe he wanted ta' free me from whatever the devil 'ad in store....Like Oedipus...I tried ta' avoid fate....but it came aroun' full circle an' bit me, no pun intended...." Her eyes begin to droop as she focuses her attention on the warmth coming from his hand. "Such a comforting touch....we've been 'ere before...wit' you by me bedside, comfortin' me an' chasin' away me fears. Yer a father ta' me, in more ways then one, Eamon..."
[13:42] Eamon Cale's expression gentles; his eyes are dark, and shining in the room's dim light. "I believe everything happens for a reason, aye. 'Tis all free will--I don't believe we are predestined to be one thing or the other--but every action we take, right or wrong, God weaves into His plan. Perhaps..." He covers her hand in both of his once more. "Perhaps ye were meant for me, too. To help me better understand. I'm more than... priest, to hybrids and Midian's poor in spirit." The words remind him of her Bible study, the brightness of the center, how hard she had tried to fight the nature she'd been given. "Even the so-called monsters," he says softly, "have a God-shaped hole inside them. Ye taught me that, Sayuri." He smiles quietly. "Mo."
[13:47] Sayuri Ushida felt a peaceful calm wash over her as she heard his words. Never had she dreamed that she'd be one to help better a priest. "God does 'ave a funny way o' workin', dun' he?" A geniune, angelic smile came to her lips as what was left of that false personality melted away. It was no longer Sayuri the vampire laying on that death bed...no, it was without a doubt, that impish feline with a knack for melting people's hearts and making their days just a little bit brighter. "It's almost time fer me ta' go, Eamon....I ain't never been to a funeral, so I ain't to sure what to do....an' if I see God, do I call him 'Sir?'" She managed a small, almost unheard laugh. That was the thing about Mo...even in dark times, she always had been able to make light of situations.
[13:57] Eamon Cale searches the face of the frail lass before him, and feels his throat grow tight. His hand is once more gentle on her brow. "'Come to me,'" he whispers, "'all ye who are weary and burdened, and I will give ye rest.'" His face creases in a brief, melancholy smile at the soft, fading sound of her laughter. They had lost that bright lass, and only found her again now, with death waiting close by. "When ye see God, love, all will be well, whatever ye might say or do. Ye can't want wrong things in heaven. Your heart is your own." With a light thumb, he traces the sign of the cross upon her brow. "Through the holy mysteries of our redemption, may almighty God release ye from all punishments in this life, and in the life to come."
[14:00] Sayuri Ushida felt the room growing darker around her, her eyes falling completely shut. She had so many things she had wanted to do, to say...to live. But she knew well that her life had been over the second she was turned. All that passed from her was a last wish, a selfless one at that. "The Lord be with ye, Eamon...." Tears of dark sanguine trickled down her cheeks as she fell silent, her grip on his hand slowly fading until those slender fingers slipped from his completely. She was gone now, into that topoured state, and with a soft smile on her lips. If he were to focus, he may just hear her laughter, rejoicing with the angels that she was finally free.
[14:08] Eamon Cale's vision blurs; his voice is hoarse. "And also with you, lass." He watches her in silence, and feels the gentle clasp of her hand relax. Softly, he kisses her fingers, then he places her hand upon her chest. From an inside coat pocket, he draws out a clean handkerchief, and cleans her face of blood, revealing a look of peace. "May he open to ye the gates of paradise," he says softly, "and welcome ye to everlasting joy." Rising, he signs the cross over her, then with infinite care, he lifts the sheet beneath her and covers her body. His hands are deft, swift and sure, and the temporary shroud hides her gentle from prying eyes. With that, he picks her up in his arms, a slender fragile weight, and turns to carry her 'home.'
[14:12] Sayuri Ushida felt a tug from the 'other side'...she wasn't dead, nor living....just...at peace. She could see Eamon with her body...'Padre....can you hear me?' She mentally prodded at him. If he was as in tune as she had hoped, he would 'see' her...her true self, that neko he had met those many months ago. 'I'm safe 'ere Padre...an' warm....it's so wonderfully warm....Promise me ya' won't cry, kay? Fathers ain't supposed to cry...me mum and brothers say thank ya' fer takin' me home....I dun' think I'm gonna come back fer a long while, kay? But I want ya' ta' keep me updated...an' if you an' Elise ever have a baby, you damn well better name it after me! Remember...I'm always jus' a thought away...." Her voice fades, leaving him with a sense of calm that she had made it to where she had always wanted to be.
[14:18] Eamon Cale carries her through the door, through the front and into the perpetual twilight of a Midian afternoon. It's a body in his arms--there's no mistaking it, even without the makeshift shroud--but he holds her as if she's a very young child and he's carrying her to bed. His steps are swift, but his stride slows once, bringing him nearly to a stop. Maybe it's imagination, maybe it's the lack of sleep he's suffered for the past few days, but he can almost trick himself into believing her caught the flick of a familiar tail, and a voice is knows very well. He lifts his chin, listening to the wind sighing through the distant trees, a wind soft with promise... then with a faint nod, he continues on his way, Mo cradled in his arms.
[yes, I am more then aware that I bent some vampie rules, but it was for the sake of creativity, so nyah xD]
Orient, United Counties of Prescott and Russell, Eastern Ontario, Canada / Orient, Comté unis de Prescott et Russell, Est ontarien, Canada
Nella foto qui sotto l'albero in piena fioritura
Sorry, to me is very difficult to visit people that always only leave a fav without commenting...
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It is always difficult to give each photo a title, especially when it belongs to a sequence of shot of the same subject. I helps to distinguish which photo is being commented on and if I am lucky enough, which one has been chosen for explore.
So the choice of title here is simply because the heron decided to perch upon a gate of the path which leads to the burn (creek) where there is a small waterfall/weir in which the heron had been fishing from.
It was really difficult and tiring to capture these moments. I have followed the chicks movement after fledging. All the days I had to stand out in rain and sun from morning to evening with hope that the chick will hop out into the open and sit in a clear background. But when I see these images a great deal of satisfaction fills my heart. Not always you get lucky like this, so make it count when you do.
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Canon 1D MK IV + 1.4 TC
Canon 500MM
ISO 800
F6.3
1/500
Spot Metering
Manual Exposure
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Anupam!!
Difficult to imagine that this would be the last summer of Western Hydraulics on British Rail. A summer that seemed to go on forever though we knew it couldn't last!
D1013 Western Ranger at Bristol Temple Meads on 11-7-76.
Part of the Tom Derrington Collection with photographer unknown. Another fungus ridden Agfa slide but worth a post with some corrective therapy!
Explored January 10 - #108. Thank you everyone :-)
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These poor little guys are growing through a fence behind a tall stack of bricks, but they manage to look cheerful anyway.
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Textures by Pareeerica, HeleninaStock and ChristianeMichaud
2nd Place Winner dA Gallery Challenge 107
Created for dA Users Gallery Challenge 107 – Clock/s
Clock/s with thanks to JEricaM
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Difficult to get close to this Stonechat, one of a pair near the
dragonfly ponds. North Cave Wetlands.
East Yorkshire.
Difficult to imagine a more uncooperative subject other than another dragonfly
They hover briefly then dart away but give no clue as to direction.
An image captures is captured by pure luck.
I deleted dozens of images but decided to keep these few as a record of my time spent 'chasing moonbeams!!
Explored November 2, 2023
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“Jimmy Simpson Jr.” Peak: The trail is a bit steep and challenging all the way up till the end great views. Hiked on Monday, no other hikers on that day, just four of us. The start of the trailhead was difficult to find, we went to the wrong starting point, it was climber’s route (need rope), not the hiking trailhead, had to slide down along the crushed stones. Finally found the marked little orange ribbons on the trees. Bushwhacking for a good portion at the beginning part of the trail. Felt more like an animal trail and it probably was, until we were on AllTrails “path” as other hikers put the orange ribbons on the trees. We spent quite time stopping to check AllTrials map, to make sure we were on trail, and thanked all the pioneer hikers who tied orange ribbons on the trees as signs. We saw summit when we got to the first viewpoint, not realized it was so difficult to reach… steep and lots of crushed stones. We hiked zig zag patterns, used hands and feet all together for the final 100 meters...
Reaching to the summit, we were rewarded with this panoramic view of Bow Lake and the surrounding glaciers, feeling a connection to the raw power and beauty of nature. The crisp mountain air filling the lungs, and the silence of the high altitude allowing for reflection and introspection… The journey up to the peak was tough, but always rewarded with the fascinating scenery! The colors of the lake changing with wind and light, this special blue-green patterns lasted just couple of minutes!
The experiences on the summit could not be expressed with words! Especially found the black metal box, looks like finding the treasure... under the pile of stones on the summit! There was a small notebook, all the hikers who reached to the summit, wrote down their names on it. The signatures were traced back to 20 years ago! Four of us put our signatures on the last page! There would be metal boxes (Black or Pink) with notebook inside on all the challenging/difficult summits all over the world, it was an honor putting signatures on it. I was so proud of writing my signature with all other hikers' signatures in the past 20 years together in this summit!
Climbed down was a bit easy, we got the right trail path. Next time, we will take orange/pink ribbons to tie on the trees to make the path stand out to help fellow adventurers.
A bit of history: Mount Jimmy Simpson Jr. is a majestic peak located in the Canadian Rockies. It is named after a notable individual, Jimmy Simpson Jr. who loves exploring the great outdoors and is particularly fond of hiking in the Canadian Rockies. One of his favorite hiking spots is Bow Lake, located in Banff National Park, Alberta. Rising high into the sky, Mount Jimmy Simpson Jr. is adorned with rugged cliffs, snow-capped peaks, and pristine alpine meadows. Its slopes are covered in lush forests, showcasing a vibrant display of colors during the changing seasons.
Canon EOS R5, RF24-70mm F2.8 L IS USM
ISO100, 30mm, f/16, 1/4s
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Take me to the stars...
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This is what must have been the most difficult to create picture ever ;-) The journey there was a long one, a true trip through space and time. Well, time, mostly. Back in March, dear Flickr friend ironicdream had asked a few mutual friends here on Flickr if we would like to take part in a little challenge which was to interpret her favourite song, Foreigner's "Starrider" (from their 1977 debut album). Since I often do space-themed macros for MMs - or rather: they happen to me -, I eagerly agreed to take part. But while ironicdream and dear fdlscrmn both presented their interpretations of the song within a week after the competition started (please take a look at their fantastic captures in the first comment), I realised that it wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. Well, it never is whenever you have to come up with something for a specially themed task, right? Not exactly a new discovery, but that's the way it is ;-) I had a basic idea right away, but, for a (very!) long time, simply didn't know how to get it right.
My underlying idea was that it would be way more fun to go on that little space trip together with my Flickr friends. So I was looking for a small campervan model, preferably the iconic VW Bulli T1. While I couldn't find that anywhere, I was really lucky to find this cheerful, hippiesque Flower Power Bulli T2, which is only 3 cm long (N scale, 1/160), at a second hand shop for all things scale modeling. I also wanted it to "drive" through space on a rainbow road. Why a rainbow road? Dear ironicdream had posted a link to the fascinating original video (check it out here: Strg/Ctrl+ www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUqMRkwxkso), and there is an infinite road in space which, for whatever reason, I remembered as a rainbow. Memory is a weird thing, isn't it? And the rainbow was the hard part. A rainbow in macro world, that is... I tried so many different ways to create a rainbow my little VW Bulli could use as a space road: Cut pieces of multicoloured elastic band, for instance, a glass prism (not easy to handle at all! Yes, I managed to get spectral/rainbow colours, but everywhere else than on my black glass tile which I had put the van on...), sequins (too big for the tiny car and they also didn't look nice in close-up)... In the end a holographic card with a rainbow on it, bought many, many years ago, came to my rescue (that, and a self-imposed d(r)eadline). Even though the card wasn't easy to use either. To simply put the van on the card looked boring, so I tried to use the rainbow's reflection on the black glossy tile. That worked, but not as a starry space background. For that I used the true and tried black glitter foamsheet.
Technically, this is an "extreme slide". It's a double exposure of a (manually) focus stacked capture of the VW Bulli on the rainbow reflection / black tile, and a single capture of the black glitter foamsheet. For both captures I'd used the star filter for some nice starry bling. As blending mode I'd used "Lighten" in PS. In Luminar 3, I brought out the rainbow colours with the Develop and HSL filters, increased the details on the van (the usual suspects), and added sunrays to the small Swarovski crystal in front of the car. You might wonder what those Swarovski crystals are for anyway. Well, this - every - Starrider needs a drive and also fuel, of course, which preferably should be sustainable and environmently friendly. And since there are no filling stations in space, the fuel for the drive must also be obtained from the environment. So what you see here is the all new "rainbow engine®", which does not only fuel the Starrider, but creates the space road for it at the same time by... by... By converting light and matter particles from space into energy. Or something like that. I'd have loved to use "natural" (= LED lamp and star filter induced) bling for all three crystals, but only got some really nice bling on the one on the van's roof (I could have used two extra hands here). So I had to reach into my software bag of tricks to spruce up the other two. By using the aforementioned "Sunlight" filter in Luminar, and the "Lens Flare" > "Tiny Red Dot" effect in ON1 Photo Raw for the rear part of the rainbow engine®. Done. Done? It was then that I realised that the Starrider doesn't drive on the rainbow road, but on its own reflection. Of course. Duh. What now? Take an all new capture of the van and then the rainbow reflection only? It would have been the professional way, but I didn't want to start all over again, so I completed the rainbow road by using, modifying and blending in the rainbow's reflection, which already was there in front of and behind the van, underneath of it in PS.
By the way, the fact that we are celebrating the 50th Anniversary of the Moon Landing on this weekend, and that I'm finally able to upload my Starrider capture, is a mere coincidence. But a nice one :-) And while I've only added the Flickr friends who were part of the Starrider challenge to the photo, I invite you all to join us on this little fun trip. Because this Starrider has another cool and convenient feature: "expandable interior®". This means that the VW Bulli Starrider edition may look small on the outside, but is much bigger on the inside. So feel free to join us (and add yourself to the capture - and if that doesn't work, please let me know and I'll add you), dear Flickr friends :-)
Da ich nun schon so ewig viel zu diesem Foto, für das ich so lange gebraucht habe, auf Englisch geschrieben habe, möchte ich den geneigten Betrachter (und Leser) nicht mit noch mehr Text auf Deutsch abschrecken, und würde Euch bitten, Euch ausnahmsweise mal den obigen Text von DeepL (Strg/Ctrl+www.deepl.com/translator), einem hervorragenden Online-Übersetzer, übersetzen zu lassen, falls Ihr an der etwas verrückten Entstehungs- und Hintergrundgeschichte des Fotos interessiert seid. Danke und einen schönen Restsonntag für Euch, liebe Flickr-Freunde :-)
Difficult life...!!!
Thank you for the comments, my friends and FAV!!! Since I was too busy with work, I couldn't visit and check out your wonderful photo!!!
More difficult to distinguish between the Glossy and the Blue Eared when wet but this does appear to have darker blue ear coverts and a blue belly.
I love standing on the path next to this bird bath on a hot day and you can get much better pictures than if you drove around.
Lower Sabie has become one of my least favourite camps. Too many people, too many cars and not what I come to Kruger to experience.
Lower Sabie camp
Kruger National Park
Mpumalanga
South Africa
Quite the difficult model, she insists this is her "bad" side...
Just having a bit of light box fun, other examples shown below. An unintentional green and red theme emerged...but hey, you use what you have rotting in the fridge, er, umm, lying around the house! LOL
cape town / langa - south africa 10/2010
listening to 'french teen idol' – memento
Some of the townships are old enough to have a developed center and social facilities for example as schools. This picture was made inside a kindergarden in langa which was secured by a high fence with barbed wire on the top. Kids from different areas of africa are learning english which is one of the eleven official languages of south africa since the apartheid is disestablished - the official languages are english, afrikaans, isiZulu, siswati, south-ndebele, sesotho, sepedi, xitsonga, setswana, tshivenda and isiXhosa. To speak english is fundamental to develop a strong black middle-class.
“It is difficult to date a photographer. Or at least it was difficult for me to date a photographer at that time, particularly one like Bernard, who had this uncanny ability to see secrets in people's faces. Whenever he raised his camera to snap a shot of me, I brought my hand to my face or to his lens and shooed him away. I certainly didn't want any of my secrets revealed, but even in those images of me turning away, my hand extended in protest, he caught a piece of me, one of those fleeting thoughts, and I was scared of him a little bit.”
—Joanna Luloff
Difficult light today, clouds make the contours in the landscape difficult to see. But a fine skitour.
Always difficult on Dartmoor when photographing a sunset in comparison to one at the coast. You really need the light on the landscape, without it here, I tried to minimise the middle ground by adopting a low position using the silhouette of the tree to enhance it. I was keen to capture as much of that wonderful colour in the sky as I could. Thanks for looking :-)
Difficult to be sure about its age and engine size, or even whether it's an Austin.
Got a more unusual Mini to come from later in the day.
Difficult to not be a fan of this particular shape of Mercedes. This one is quite original looking, I would have gotten more photos but alas did not. One to revisit I feel.
Here is my latest LEGO creation - a 1:16 scale model of the LaFerrari. When it first launched in 2013, I was not a fan of the design. However, the LaFerrari has grown on me over time and even though it's now 8 years old, its styling is still fresh in my opinion.
Building a LEGO model of the LaFerrari proved to be quite a challenge, as the real one has many complex curves and intricate shapes that were difficult to replicate. Whereas most of my other creations have one or two areas that I can pinpoint as being the most difficult to build, this one was simply difficult as a whole. In the end, I am happy with the end result and it is a nice addition to my shelf alongside its predecessor, the Enzo Ferrari.
As usual, this creation features opening doors, trunk, and engine cover.
Instructions are available on Rebrickable: rebrickable.com/mocs/MOC-95553/
Instagram: @noahl.lego
A bit of a contradiction, but maybe the explanation will clear things up. One website says they are 13” long, but they seem much smaller when you see them from a distance and are difficult to spot….usually. This particular male was easy to find because he was busy calling for a mate and all I had to do was follow the calls. They usually don’t stick around and can walk though the branches of a reed like a hot knife through butter and disappear in the blink of an eye. This is a male photographed on Armand Bayou. Two shots here to give you some indication how small he is when seen from a distance in the reeds.
You can listen to the call at the link below.
birdsna.org/Species-Account/bna/species/leabit/introduction
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I had to make a very difficult decision recently. With the economy
sucking royally my freelance gigs have almost all but dried up, save
for a single, very loyal client. In addition, energy prices for this
winter are going up by some 20% (thanks, Pepco). For the past number
of months I've watched my electricity bill slowly climb, to around
$300 for a loft apartment.
I finally decided to start crunching some numbers and found the
culprit: my Mac Pro. It takes about 600W of power to run the machine,
which is far, far more than just about every electronic item in our
home.
So, I decided to sell it. The plan for now? Use my MacBook Pro until
Apple starts shipping the LED Cinema Displays. Pick up one or two of
those. Then, hopefully in the next few weeks, the iMacs will get
revised. At that point, I'll buy one and use that as my primary machine.
I just no longer need the power (or the power consumption) the Mac Pro
provides. Do I regret it? Maybe just a little. But I think in the long
term I'll be much happier, even if I no longer have bragging rights.
That said, a gentleman is coming tomorrow with $6,500 cash and is
taking the entire set up. Here's what she looks like on her last night
in my home, just about ready to be prepped for delivery to her new
owner.
One of the more difficult shortlines in New England to find operating is what's left of the New England Southern Railroad. Up until several years ago the NEGS operated five days a week over Pan Am Railways (B&M) trackage between Concord and Manchester, New Hampshire. With the exception of unit coal trains to the Public Service of New Hampshire Merrimack Station in Bow, the NEGS served all the local customers under a lease agreement with Guilford/Pan Am Railways. After the termination of the Pan Am lease, NEGS operations serve one "regular" customer (a 3M plant) in Lochmere on State owned trackage. Trains operate a few times a year generally bringing two loaded clay cars from the Pan Am interchange in Concord to the 3M plant and returning to two empties back to Concord. In the winter months the line is shut down and becomes a snowmobile trail. The first run last year consisted of the RR's sole power (ex UP SW1500) and two loads. In this shot they are crossing the Winnipesaukee River on the second of three bridges in less than a mile.
Tilton/Northfield, New Hampshire
May 2, 2015
The most difficult portrait(s) I had to do. The reason? Try to ask at two little girls to stay on the same axe for the dof(F2.8), terrific challenge :)
Difficult to separate from Common Chiffchaff but has pale supercilium tinged yellowish-green (especially in front of eye) - Best identified from its voice
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Difficult to give a sense of the scale..however I will try, the white trail in the middle is about 70 miles from the river to my vantage point. If you look at the horizon, you can see the elevation change of the plateau / canyon.
There are black dots on the trail. Those are Jeeps and Trucks.
We are looking at a sculpture by mother nature which is 2000ft deep and 200 miles wide . And it probably took a million years. Patience is a virtue - anyone ?
It was difficult to capture the whole row of these due the high number of tourists. Taken at Avebury...
"Avebury is a Neolithic henge monument containing three stone circles, around the village of Avebury in Wiltshire, in southwest England. One of the best known prehistoric sites in Britain, it contains the largest megalithic stone circle in the world. It is both a tourist attraction and a place of religious importance to contemporary pagans.
Constructed over several hundred years in the Third Millennium BC during the Neolithic, or New Stone Age, the monument comprises a large henge (a bank and a ditch) with a large outer stone circle and two separate smaller stone circles situated inside the centre of the monument. Its original purpose is unknown, although archaeologists believe that it was most likely used for some form of ritual or ceremony. The Avebury monument is a part of a larger prehistoric landscape containing several older monuments nearby, including West Kennet Long Barrow, Windmill Hill and Silbury Hill."
A difficult day for photography today, the wind was playing havoc with everything. Usually when I take photos of these nuthatches there are birds in and out constantly however today the birds were really struggling in the wind and only really foraging on the ground. It was also much quieter with the nuthatches often disappearing for extended periods. I was happy with this shot though showing something a bit different at this location
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