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I am becoming obsessed with this location at sunset, it's so perfect! Thankfully no one lives there currently, so I like to hike up there are steal some shots.
For some odd reason, it was rather difficult to stand on my toes like that - I kept falling! So, many takes later, I finally took something that worked out the way I was hoping for.
But instead of doing my homework like I should be...I went out and ventured the streets at sunset!
If I were you, I would view this on black, but you know, that's just me...
difficult to imagine this scene in Sydney
Sunset at rouse hill
Had to wait till the cows came home
Shot with Canon 600d and 55-250MM lens
How difficult can it be? With up to a hundred shooting stars an hours from the pieces of Comet Swift-Tuttle in the sky, capturing one should be like shooting fish in a barrel.
Not so; I took just over 150 15-second images, courtesy of my brand-new Triggertrap from the wonderful Helin and team and this was the only one worthy of an upload.
I saw lots of beautiful streaks of light that last for a fraction of a second but take your breath away each time, travelling faster than a speeding bullet to the left and right and above where I had the camera set up. Those that I did get were travelling so fast, they barely show up, even with an ISO of 2500. Any more pushing of the ISO made it seem like daylight.
The main issue is cloud, as the meteors can't be seen through it, Baconsthorpe Castle is a great location as there is very little light pollution but the wind kept on tugging at those clouds and interrupting the view. Apparently, the further north you are, the clearer the skies.
This stuff is so hard to do well; you need to choose a night when there's very little moon, an annual meteor shower, no cloud, little wind and a location with something interesting in it that's facing south. I also need a wider lens. Ho hum.
in difficult times, it's good to have friends who can cheer you up....
We all need that here right now, unfortunately Candor is much worse. Buba feels it too, she hardly comes out of the bedroom, ok it rains here all day, but still, she doesn't come into the living room and also not into the winter garden, where Candor is.
We are desperate and need a big miracle tomorrow. Please keep your fingers crossed
ps: sorry, it is not the best photo of Buba and Tsigane, at the moment everything is not working as usual :(
As you Know i am an older fart than some and this whole trans thing has been a struggle stumbling from one event to another.
Never really knowing in the early days because it wasn't spoken about we weren't on the telly and apart from the odd newspaper article i knew nothing of being trans until a lot later in my li8fe.
That said it hasn't really been a struggle but the journey is full of regrets and missed opportunities.
Now that sounds bad with regards my life now and I do not regrets getting married or having our daughter what so ever.
So why this post.
Well i have just caught a program on Amazon called always jane. I won't tell you anything about it other than its a documentary about a trans girl called jane.
It killed me within minuets of watching bring back memories, talking about and doing things i never had the chance to do but dreamt of. Its a hard watch emotionally but if you can please watch it.
Calumet discharges gypsum at National Gypsum in Waukegan IL. It took almost all day to unload, gypsum when wet is like unloading mud.
Difficult terrain to walk on, where I somewhat envied Ross for his wellies. But I managed to keep my feet dry even in hiking boots.
Difficult times for all of us at the moment - platespotting is not exempt from this. "Fortunately" I have just arrived with my photos in September 2019, when the world was still turning normally.
But this discovery was anything but normal - I would say my best find so far in Leipzig. On the way home from work, I saw this wrapped motorcycle in a quarter of the city that had never before been able to shine with foreign plates. I almost fell over my handlebars, so surprised was I by this Asian guest. Only 4 weeks before I saw my first South Korean plate in Prague - I never thought that it would work again so quickly with a motorcycle in Leipzig. Already the Chinese guests, which I could see in 2017( and who probably just got lost ;-) ), were a sensation for me at that time.
One day later I saw this bike again in the city centre without cover and in its "whole splendour".
Seen in Leipzig.
It is difficult to even see a Storm Petrel, let alone photograph one, so I make no apologies for posting another that I have waited years for. There are a number of "Storm Petrel" species but this is the European Storm Petrel (Hydrobates pelagicus), which translates as "water treader of the sea". It is one of the smallest species of seabird in the world, weighing in at about 28g, which is about the same as a House Sparrow. Unlike most birds they have a phenomenal sense of smell, which they can use to locate food, and their own nest in a colony, which they only visit when it's dark. This shows the square tail, white rump and the diagnostic white stripe along the underwing. Their fast, erratic flight and small size makes them difficult to photograph at sea, plus they appear to be at lower density than other British breeding seabirds. On our journey between Barra and Tiree we saw more than two hundred Storm Petrels, our best Stormie day of the trip, but we saw many hundreds of Manx Shearwaters, Auks, Kittiwakes and Fulmars on that same leg.
Alien art
Science fiction ideas
How could an alien look like, a bird like? It’s difficult to anticipate that. Aliens could play with their DNA to create additional functions and / or they might replace some body-parts, made by steels, plastics, ceramics, etc., to increase functionality, durability, and replaceability.
To make sure that they exist all the time, they might copy their data daily and save. So long there is no change in current data processors, which are feelings and emotions, and guidelines created by the historical-data collection, they can process any new data the same way, so that no change would occur in their personalities. They might play with their processors and shift their selves, by adding up some new hormones, to a better and stable psychological level to control their feelings and emotions.
Feelings and emotions make us alive. Without them, we would be biological robots and could exist on earth without knowing our existence, with breathing oxygen (like electrical motors needed electricity) and doing the other functions that we normally do, but like robots. We couldn’t achieve the stage of controlling our feelings and emotions yet. We are at the hand of the nature, forming us according to its capabilities. Some aliens might be already in that stage. The life would be easier for them, and they could develop exponentially after reaching this stage. They could easily create a human being like us on any suitable planet.
We have to find the ways to control our feelings and emotions without waiting a biological change.
We kill each other. We are not always mentally stable and get mentally ill (some people are in hospitals). It is tough to change how our bodies function, but we have the teaching power of our society. We have to better educate ourselves about how we function.
If you want, you can look at the beautiful pictures in the group Very Arty. www.flickr.com/groups/14847479@N25/
A difficult theme Wabi Sabi. I read the essay In Praise of Shadows by Jun'ichirō Tanizaki for inspiration and ended up with this photo of a piece of washed-up wood with holes from woodworm, a pedestal of a work of art that is here in my house.
This one was a difficult one to warp. I first had to find the time where the inside brass was red hot molten in the ovens. I set the inside on that time. I left the outside on time is "now" Then I stalled a cubic a little smaller than the outside in the future. Hence the result. Donald Judd sold it to the Tate's in London as a work of art. Something or someone in the future is still burning like hell.
When the First World War began, tension in Portugal grew against Germany due to a series of combat clashes between the Portuguese and German colonies in Africa.
In 1916 Portugal (following a British request) interned 36 German ships in Lisbon and so Germany declared war. 55 000 Portuguese soldiers fought in Belgium on the Allies side and another group in Angola and Mozambique.
The Portuguese soldiers fought bravely in a series of difficult battles but almost everything was against them. Most of those poor soldiers stayed 2 years on the battlefront without a day to rest (the British troops only stayed in the front for 15 days at a time!)...
Still, they continued to fight and when the war ended, the Portuguese African colonies were safe.
About the Photo:
My Parents are the Directors of my hometown History Museum and during the inauguration of the latest Exhibition about the First World War, they asked me to use a Portuguese uniform and explain how the equipment worked. Only the Lee-Enfield Rifle and the Lewis Machine Gun are reproductions, everything else is WW1 authentic Equipment.
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Henry doing what he does best..
Henry is a previously abandoned 'rescue cat' pure white kitty who has had a very difficult start to his life with a very long story behind his circumstances. Henry was rescued, rehomed and adopted into the Axe household on December 27th 2024.
Henry is now completely safe in his new forever home and he doesn't need to worry about a thing anymore.
Henry was born circa 2022.
Congenital sensorineural deafness in white cats is very common however and thankfully Henry's hearing is perfect. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Congenital_sensorineural_deafness_i...
Sleeping cats www.flickr.com/photos/stuart166axe/tags/sleepingcat
All my white cat's www.flickr.com/photos/stuart166axe/tags/whitecat
My Henry album flic.kr/s/aHBqjBWhvS
Difficult to miss!
If you Spanish is good, these give more information on the murals.
www.hotelartmadams.com/en/video
This is the reopening of the hotel in 2021
www.majorcadailybulletin.com/news/local/2021/07/01/86193/...
Artist José Luis Mesas
The bill for the mural is estimated to be around 150,000 euros, for scaffolding, 5 months work by José Luis Mesas and other costs.
Though a later news article indicates the own and the artist were in dispute.
There was also a dispute with the Palma authorities.
We didn't have time to peek inside, I suspect that is also rather bold.
A friend of mine needed some new photos, so we made some and she enjoyed it :)
It was cold so she did wear a pantyhose and light conditions have been a bit difficult so maybe some pictures from that shoot may not have perfect sharpness.
You can find more pictures of her in the albums.
Times are getting more difficult. Emotions are more restrained. The war continues. You see how the war around you takes lives, destroys destinies.Times are getting more difficult. We have to live with this.
Said it before, will say it again, it doesn’t get any better than the themeing of this restaurant. Pure awesomeness.
Another hand-held 5X HDR. As well as the D3s does in low light, when you push it to this extreme – naturally you’re going to have some noise. And I did. So I smeared it. I’m pretty happy with it beings I didn’t have to bother with setting up a tripod.
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Sci-Fi Dine-in Theater, Echo Lake, Disney’s Hollywood Studios, Walt Disney World Resort
Thanks for stopping by, and I hope you're having a Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah day!
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This picture made it to Flickr Explore November 1, 2011 - #271 - thanks everyone!
This black headed gull had a real problem trying to land in gale force winds on the North Norfolk coast.
"Je vous le dis aujourd'hui, mes amis, bien que nous devions faire face aux difficultés d'aujourd'hui et de demain, je fais tout de même un rêve. C'est un rêve profondément enraciné dans le rêve américain. Je fais le rêve qu'un jour, cette nation se lève et vive sous le véritable sens de son credo : “Nous tenons ces vérités comme évidentes, que tous les hommes ont été créés égaux.” Je fais le rêve qu'un jour, sur les collines rouges de la Géorgie, les fils des esclaves et les fils des propriétaires d'esclaves puissent s'asseoir ensemble à la table de la fraternité. Je fais le rêve qu'un jour, même l'État du Mississippi, désert étouffant d'injustice et d'oppression, soit transformé en une oasis de liberté et de justice. Je fais le rêve que mes quatre jeunes enfants habitent un jour une nation où ils ne seront pas jugés sur la couleur de leur peau, mais à la mesure de leur caractère. Je fais ce rêve aujourd'hui ! Je fais le rêve qu'un jour juste là-bas en Alabama, avec ses racistes vicieux, avec son gouverneur qui a les lèvres dégoulinantes des mots interposition et annulation; un jour juste là-bas en Alabama les petits garçons noirs et les petites filles noires puissent joindre leurs mains avec les petits garçons blancs et les petites filles blanches, comme frères et sœurs. Je fais le rêve qu'un jour chaque vallée soit glorifiée, que chaque colline et chaque montagne soit aplanie, que les endroits rudes soient transformées en plaines, que les endroits tortueux soient redressés, que la gloire du Seigneur soit révélée et que tous les vivants le voient tous ensemble."
Martin Luther King
.../...Let us not wallow in the valley of despair. I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow. I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up... live out the true meaning of its creed. We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal.
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will they be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right down in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plains and the crooked places will be made straight and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope.
With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood.
With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day, this will be the day when all of God's children be able to sing with new meaning "My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring!"
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.
Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.
But not only that, let freedom, ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tenneessee.
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi, from every mountainside.
Let freedom ring,
And when this happens,and when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old negro spiritual, "Free at last, free at last. Thank God Almighty, we are free at last."
"I Have a Dream" speech Martin Luther King
always difficult shooting low light conditions. Musicals are one of those ;) ....
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The Netherlands - Hilversum
The Golden Scalycaps (Pholiota adiposa - Goudvliesbundelzwam) are very noticeable mushrooms with their golden yellow colours. They are fairly common growing in tufts on live and felled trees, mainly beech. Accurate identification to species is difficult and their edibility is largely disputed. The species has been documented in North America, Europe and Asia. © Tom Kisjes
☞ Premere L per una migliore visione ingrandita
☞ Push 'L' for full screen view - It's better
Fuji FinePix X100, Fujinon Aspherical 23mm f/2, ISO 200, 1/300, f/4
Difficult to convey the size of the
Hughes H-4 Hercules (also known as the "Spruce Goose"). Photos from fellow Flickr members in comments below provide a better perspective on the aircraft's total size.
My son Scott Dalrymple, Connie Dalrymple and grandson Alden (2 years old) standing under one of the eight Pratt & Whitney R-4360 Wasp Major radial engines of the Hughes H-4 Hercules (also known as the "Spruce Goose"). Built from wood because of wartime restrictions on the use of aluminium and concerns about weight, it was nicknamed by critics the "Spruce Goose", although it was made almost entirely of birch. That propeller is a four-bladed Hamilton Standard diameter: 17 ft 2 in (5.23 m). en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hughes_H-4_Hercules — at Evergreen Aviation & Space Museum.
Difficult exposure, but a gradient ND filter on my 90mm TSE helped a great deal. Fog in background is really smoke from an active fire at that location.
A difficult evening for photography - showers and low cloud obscuring the buildings at times. Fortunately there was a clear break for half an hour just as the light was fading.
It is difficult to know exactly how many Glossy Ibises have occurred in Britain as birds can wander widely, and stay for a long time. My first two sightings involved two birds that wandered around Norfolk, Suffolk, Essex and Kent from 1975 to 1992, though their favourite spot was Stodmarsh in Kent. They are smaller than most people expect, only about the size of a Curlew. There were lots of Moorhens feeding on the marshy grassland at St Aidans and it didn't stand out as being noticeably larger than these when scanning with binoculars. This view in the sunshine shows the green and bronze gloss on the wings that gave rise to its name, though prior to 1812 (Pennant) it was known as Black Ibis. Its scientific name Plegadis falcinellus comes from the Greek and Latin words for a sickle, from the bill shape, though Falcinellus (Latin for little sickle) was an Italian name for Glossy Ibis.
The ancient Greek authors recognised three different types of ibis; Glossy, Sacred and Bald. Fredrick Hasselqvist (1722-52) was a student of Linnaeus and then became one of his "apostles". Hasselqvist visited the Middle East (Asia Minor, Cyprus, Egypt and Palestine) to assist Linnaeus who regretted the lack of information from this region. During his time in Egypt his local guide persuaded him that the Cattle Egret was actually the Sacred Ibis of Ancient Egypt. Hasselqvist died on the way home from his trip but his papers reached Linnaeus, who perpetuated the myth by bestowing the scientific name ibis on the Cattle Egret; Ardea ibis (now Bubulcus ibis).
It was difficult getting a good angle here. This was shot at the Swayambunath Temple in Kathmandu.
Read all about it here Swayambhunath Temple
I just waited till I got a few shots of people walking in near the staircase. Used the white dome as the backdrop.
This whole place is in white. The string of little flags /flutters were colored .....taking away the attention from the monk. Hence I decided to convert this to B&W and leave the monk in red as is.
The dome was freshly painted and some of that paint spilt across the floor.
This is off a single exposure