A very obliging Robin that perched so close I had difficulty getting it in the frame!

Boston Hollow, Ashford, Connecticut

This warbler was an unsually cooperative individual. If it seems I was quite close here as well as with my earlier images of this Canada Warbler, it is because I was. It certainly makes up for the difficulty I had last year trying to photograph one of these.

Find lessons 2-10 in the comments below

2) ALWAYS LEND A HELPING HAND

3) SHAKE OFF YOUR DIFFICULTIES

4 ) ENJOY THE BLISS OF THE MOMENT

5) USE THE BUDDY SYSTEM NEAR WATER

6) SQUAWK OUT YOUR DIFFERENCES

7) KEEP YOUR FEET DRY

8) ABSORB THE LIGHT

9) SHARE YOUR GOODIES

10) DOING THE CHACHA ALONE IS OK TOO

“Divide each difficulty into as many parts as is feasible and necessary to resolve it. “

- René Descartes

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HOW LONG WILL I LOVE YOU by ELLIE GOULDING

I LEAVE OUT ALL DESIRE

As I stand amid the poppies and smell their sweet perfume

I know that I am leaving here to find a land where I belong

I am knee deep dancing in the wind

that blows me who knows where

but one thing that I'm certain of is I'll leave without a care

there is nothing left to keep me here except this field of dreams

but I need to find another world to replace the red with cream

too much vivid colour has drained me of all reason

I need to feel snow underfoot; I need another season

red the colour of my heart; passionate; sincere

but oh so easily broken and drowned with all my tears

a perfect soul; does it really exist; I have no way of knowing

the wind's impatient just like me; I shrug and keep on going

I pack a suitcase with my life and leave out all desire

there's room enough to fill one day if someone lights my fire

my steps are lighter as though I fly above the scarlet land

where once my soul was tethered to a gentle caring man

where is he now I wonder briefly but it's just a fleeting thought

he wasn't always gentle as the time that followed taught

why do we start as one thing and let ourselves be shaped

by life and love and everything that passed by us and scraped

another scar; a pack of lies; broken bones as fragile as a bird's

bleached and leached

by the harshness of someone's scorching words

the sea rises up to claim me;

the salt-laden air cauterises my wounds

but the scars inside me will remain

long after my love for him has been consumed

I close my eyes and dare to dream;

a world with pastel colours; predominantly cream

but maybe with pure white of snow;

of graceful swans and angels wings

somewhere where time has no other meaning

than the soft beating of my heart

rhythmic; gentle like butterflies wings

and the whispered words of Descartes ...

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My artwork is a compilation of 4 of my photographs

I'm revisiting images of the many faces of Keefer Lake, my home. This is a 'redo' of a photo taken in April, 2009. The thickest and strangest fog/mist formed over the ice on the lake in a pastel 'winter blue' I had not seen before. It was like being inside a Salvador Dali painting! Although we often have ice fog we have not had anything quite like this one ever since.

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What follows is a (very) short story of mine written in the same year the photo was made ... the story and the photo seemed related somehow - at least to me?

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'Finding it, solving it, living it.'

Cool blue seemed to describe what he was seeing. It was soon dark and with it he feared he would be left to himself and he knew from experience that was not safe. How to feel it seemed always to be the fundamental problem but there were countless other difficulties that he constantly confronted and tonight seemed no different. Why is it that the ordinary takes priority over the real issue? Laziness, he supposes … do what is in front of you and brighter in your eyes rather than deal with the shadows in your mind, the things that are off to the side.

With the passing of those thoughts the blue was already gone and only patches of grey lined the horizon and shaped the trees and lake in front of him. Black and white would be easier he mused, grey was the problem of course. Joseph had always known that the lake would be the place where he found it and solved it. However, there was little warmth yet and more to be done. It wasn’t a case of deciding where to start because he knew already there was no beginning. He wasn’t even sure if there would be an ending? What to do at any given time about it he had concluded is about energy and attitude and distractions. The right proportions are essential and even distraction is needed in a measured and timely way. He had not seen in any sustained way that magical place … only glimpsing it from time-to-time although that was enough and it kept him coming back. Joseph often claimed that his only enduring trait was curiosity although he was credited by others as having more. He didn’t seem to care or need their praise and usually shrunk from it when it was offered … shyness perhaps, perhaps not? He reasoned that it wasn’t relevant anyway and wouldn’t help with finding it.

Idleness is, a friend of, maybe a prerequisite to the pursuit of it and Joseph had time on his hands now. You had to be sure though that the distractions of idleness didn’t overwhelm the quest. It was too easy to see them as reprieves when really they were quest busters. Peace of mind was not the same as the lack of stress that sometimes accompanies idleness and Joseph believed it was all about finding peace of mind. The glimpses of it had shown him that idleness only provided a useful means for having time to chase after the peace. “Maybe it wasn’t so much as chase, as follow” Joseph concluded. Curious people are often alone with their thoughts and comfortable in them. Thinking is not being idle although it might appear to be that to those observing.

MJH (2009)

Nach einigen Anfangsschwierigkeiten scheinen die PESA Links im Allgäu nun zuverlässig zu laufen. Am 09. Februar 2023 konnte ich den 633 554 an der Günzquelle auf seiner Fahrt als RE 57415 von Kempten nach Augsburg HBF fotografieren. An dieser Stelle bot eine spärliche Schneedecke den Rahmen für eine winterliche Aufnahme.

After some initial difficulties, the PESA links in the Allgäu region now seem to run reliably. On 09 February 2023, I was able to photograph 633 554 near Günzach on its journey as RE 57415 from Kempten to Augsburg main station. At this point, a sparse snow cover provided the setting for a wintry shot.

difficulty level: 2

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Real-world drama, served in the comfort of home by that whore called Mass Media, only stirs up the void where Western opinion has long been submerged. Someone drools at a current event, and mistakes his drivel for meaningful thought. Still, let’s not be too quick to spit our scorn its way. Empty drivel indeed, but it shows nonetheless how reading the papers or watching the news can provoke at least the appearance of thinking. Like Pavlov’s dog, whose slobber revealed the mechanics of instinct.

Whenever people suffered the difficulty in real life, they either faced the challenge with courage or hided themselves in their secret garden temporarily, made their sophicated thoughts within, and then find way to breakthrough again.

Have you ever own your secret garden ? It could be a real place in the world , or just a mental place at your mind, which made yourself feel safe & help you calm down from the suddently sufferings in real life.

Try to create the secret garden through the overlayering composition, it can be a place mixed with variable emotions, happiness, sorrow, hate, sadness, peaceful etc, not necesarry a subjective garden in vision, maybe just a private corner under the tree, on the meadow, or even the space between the leaves & air.. tell me how you think about your secret garden.

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Grazie a tutti per il vostro apprezzamento, mi gratifica.

PS: scusate amici e visitatori, ma sono in difficoltà e non potrò ricambiare le più visite di alcuni tra voi, sono costretta a venirvi a trovare solo un po' per volta ... Un affettuoso abbraccio

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Thank you all for your appreciation, it gratifies me.

PS: sorry friends and visitors, but they are in difficulty and I will not be able to reciprocate the more visits of some of you, I am forced to visit you only a little at a time ... An affectionate hug

Peregrine Falcon (Falco peregrinus) (full frame)

This juvenile spent most of the afternoon badgering the adult female for food. This behaviour has been typical over the last few days. It found a bit of wing and carried it out then dropped it. I think that the bird may have difficulties catching prey for itself and may have problems coordinating/processing/sequencing so is heavily dependant on the adults. I hope it gets its act together soon. I find photographing flight shots at 700mm with a cropped sensor is a bit of a challenge.

Rosa's many gardens are always inspiring me to photograph. The difficulty is always the same - to take flower photos that are somehow different from the myriad beautiful flower photos that are posted every day and yet still do justice to their beauty. The quest continues ...

- Rosa's Garden of Earthly Delights, Keefer Lake, Ontario, Canada -

Whenever people suffered the difficulty in real life, they either faced the challenge with courage or hided themselves in their secret garden temporarily, made their sophicated thoughts within, and then find way to breakthrough again.

Have you ever own your secret garden ? It could be a real place in the world , or just a mental place at your mind, which made yourself feel safe & help you calm down from the suddently sufferings in real life.

Try to create the secret garden through the overlayering composition, it can be a place mixed with variable emotions, happiness, sorrow, hate, sadness, peaceful etc, not necesarry a subjective garden in vision, maybe just a private corner under the tree, on the meadow, or even the space between the leaves & air.. tell me how you think about your secret garden.

All things are difficult before they are easy

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'A Human Form In A Deathly Mould'

1999 by Juliao Sarmento

Musée d'Art Moderne et d'Art Contemporain MAMAC in Nice

Provence-Alpes-Côte d'Azur, France 15.08.2014

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'A Human Form In A Deathly Mould'

1999 von Juliao Sarmento

Musée d’Art Moderne et d’Art Contemporain MAMAC in Nizza

Provence-Alpes-Côte d’Azur, Frankreich 15.08.2014

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I had wanted to visit Coney Island for a number of years, but the slight difficulty of getting there meant it was not very high on my priority list until now.

The island is certainly a lot bigger than I thought and it may take more than one visit to properly explore it. It reminds me a little of Pulau Ubin but a more cleaner and easier route to travel around by bicycle.

Some experimentation was done in post processing of this shot so things might look a little different from usual shot of photos.

difficulty focusing on the 'eye' as a hawk flew my way with his 'snake' snack...

The name, Lost Lake, is so popular in Oregon that there are 19 lakes with that designation. Fortunately we had no difficulty finding this body of water near Mt. Hood. When we arrived low clouds obscured part of the forest, yet we were not disappointed with the view. The sound of the water splashing against the large timber was quiet peaceful. No wonder Indigenous People called the lake E-e-kwahl-a-mat-yam-lshkt (heart of the mountains).

This song sparrow family landed outside my kitchen window. The two fledgling siblings seem to be arguing about who gets fed by their parent. The difficulty is that one fledgling is standing on the parent's back. Santa Rosa, CA

where they say, "Stand by. We are experiencing temporary difficulties." :-)

Robert Brault

HBM!!

variegated fritillary butterfly on coneflower, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, Raleigh, north carolina

The difficulty to think at the end of day,

When the shapeless shadow covers the sun

And nothing is left except light on your fur —

There was the cat slopping its milk all day,

Fat cat, red tongue, green mind, white milk

And July the most peaceful month,

To be, in the grass, in the peacefullest time,

Without thought of the cat,

The cat forgotten on the moon;

And to feel that the light is a rabbit-light,

In which everything is meant for you

And nothing need be explained:

Then there is nothing to think of.

-- Wallace Stevens

Looking south from the summit of Sgor Mor we can see Lochnagar (the far peak left of picture), a Munro I climbed about 3 years ago. Also somewhere out there is Creag nan Gabhar, another Corbett I climbed this summer, but we're having difficulty identifying which one it is I'm afraid.

At a height of 2667 feet (813 meters), Sgor Mor doesn't quite qualify as a Munro as it's 333 feet (111 meters) short, but it is a Corbett and offers some great views of the Cairngorms.

Thank you everyone for your kind words about Poppy it very much appreciated.

After Meeting Jess at the German shepherd Welfare fund www.gsdwelfarefund.co.uk/ I knew straight away she should come home with us, she is about three years old and gets on really well with Harry (Lurcher)

Jess is very thin due to a condition called 'EPI' Exocrine pancreatic insufficiency (EPI) is the inability to produce sufficient pancreatic enzymes to digest fats, carbohydrates, and proteins. This difficulty in digestion leads to poor absorption of nutrients which commonly causes weight loss despite a normal or increased appetite.

Hopefully her condition will improve now that it is being treated and she is on a good diet. she is putting weight on gradually which is good news.

Thank you for taking the time to stop by, take care,stay safe and have a lovely day !!

I found the difficulty with the them was not being able to use the keyhole as a viewpoint (showing something the other side) or being able to show a key in the lock. Those two requirements made it rather tricky to produce something different. How to make just the keyhole appear interesting? My effort is not too marvelous - I tried to concentrate on the texture and colour. The theme was more difficult that I thought at first. A very few have taken some very original shots. Well done to them!

Bexhill or Bexhill-on-Sea is a seaside town situated in the county of East Sussex in South East England. An ancient town and part of the local-government district of Rother, Bexhill is home to a number of archaeological sites, a Manor House in the Old Town, an abundance of Edwardian and Victorian architecture, and the famous De La Warr Pavilion: today a centre for contemporary art – which has featured the work of Andy Warhol, Cerith Wyn Evans and Richard Wilson amongst others – and an auditorium, where Bob Marley had his first UK appearance and has since seen performances by Elvis Costello, Goldfrapp, Ray Davies, Years & Years, Patti Smith and Laurie Anderson.

The first reference to Bexhill, or Bexelei as it was originally called, was in a charter granted by King Offa of Mercia in 772 AD. It is recorded that King Offa had 'defeated the men of Hastings' in 771 AD. At this time, the term Hastings would have referred to this whole area rather than the town itself as it does today. In the charter, King Offa established a church and religious community in Bexhill.

During the Norman Conquest of 1066 it appears that Bexhill was largely destroyed. The Domesday survey of 1086 records that the manor was worth £20 before the conquest, was 'waste' in 1066 and was worth £18 10s in 1086. King William I used the lands he had conquered to reward his knights and gave Bexhill manor to Robert, Count of Eu, with most of the Hastings area. Robert's grandson, John, Count of Eu, gave back the manor to the bishops of Chichester in 1148 and it is probable that the first manor house was built by the bishops at this time. The later manor house, the ruins of which can still be seen at the Manor Gardens in Bexhill Old Town, was built about 1250, probably on the instructions of St. Richard, Bishop of Chichester. St Richard's Catholic College, the local Catholic school, was duly for said bishop. The Manor House was the easternmost residence owned by the bishops and would have been used as a place to stay while travelling around or through the eastern part of their diocese. There were often disputes between the Bishops of Chichester and the Abbots of Battle Abbey, usually about land ownership in this area. In 1276 a large portion of Bexhill was made into a park for hunting and in 1447 Bishop Adam de Moleyns was given permission to fortify the Manor House.

In 1561 Queen Elizabeth I took possession of Bexhill Manor and three years later she gave it to Sir Thomas Sackville, Earl of Dorset. The Earls, later Dukes, of Dorset owned Bexhill until the mid 19th century. Their main residences were Buckhurst Place in Sussex and Knole House in Kent.

In 1804 soldiers of the King's German Legion were stationed in barracks at Bexhill. These troops were Hanoverians who had escaped when their country was overrun by Napoleon's French Army. As King George III was also the Elector of Hanover, he welcomed them and they fought as part of the British Army. At about this time, defensive Martello Towers were built along the south east coast, some near Bexhill, in order to repel any French invasion. In 1814 the soldiers of the King's German Legion left Bexhill, eventually playing an important part in the Battle of Waterloo the following year. The German troops had been here to protect Bexhill from the French. However, many of the local people were actively trading with the enemy by way of smuggling. The best known of the local smugglers were in the Little Common Gang and the most famous incident was the infamous Battle of Sidley Green in 1828.

In 1813 Elizabeth Sackville had married the 5th Earl De La Warr, and when the male line of the Dukes of Dorset died out in 1865 she and her husband inherited Bexhill.

It was the 7th Earl De La Warr who decided to transform the small rural village of Bexhill into an exclusive seaside resort. He contracted the builder, John Webb, to construct the first sea wall and to lay out De La Warr Parade. Webb, in part payment for his work, was given all the land extending from Sea Road to the Polegrove, south of the railway line. Opened in 1890, the luxurious Sackville Hotel was built for the 7th Earl De La Warr and originally included a house for the use of his family. In 1891 Viscount Cantelupe, his eldest surviving son, married Muriel Brassey, the daughter of Sir Thomas and the late Annie, Lady Brassey of Normanhurst Court near Bexhill. The Manor House was fully refurbished so that Lord and Lady Cantelupe could live in style as Lord and Lady of the Manor. Finally, the 7th Earl De La Warr transferred control of his Bexhill estate to Viscount Cantelupe. When the 7th Earl De La Warr died in 1896

Viscount Cantelupe became the 8th Earl De La Warr. At this time he organised the building on the sea front of the Kursaal, a pavilion for refined entertainment and relaxation. He also had a bicycle track made, with a cycle chalet, at the eastern end of De La Warr Parade. These amenities were provided to promote the new resort. Meanwhile, many independent schools were being attracted to the expanding town due to its health-giving reputation. The railway came through Bexhill in 1846, the first railway station being a small country halt situated roughly where Sainsbury's car park is today. This was some distance from the village on the hill. A new station, north of Devonshire Square, was opened in 1891 to serve the growing resort. In 1902 the current railway station was opened and a Bexhill West Station was built for the newly built Crowhurst Branch Line.

1902 was the year that Bexhill became an Incorporated Borough. This was the first Royal Charter granted by Edward VII. Bexhill was the last town in Sussex to be incorporated and it was the first time a Royal Charter was delivered by motorcar. To celebrate the town's newfound status and to promote the resort, the 8th Earl De La Warr organised the country's first ever motorcar races along De La Warr Parade in May 1902. The town was scandalised at this time by the divorce of Earl De La Warr.

Muriel had brought the action on the grounds of adultery and abandonment. She was granted a divorce and given custody of their three children. Muriel, with her children, Myra, Avice and Herbrand, went back to live with Earl Brassey at Normanhurst Court. The 8th Earl De La Warr remarried but was again divorced for adultery. He also suffered recurrent and well-publicised financial difficulties. At the start of the First World War in 1914 the Earl bought a Royal Naval commission. He died of fever at Messina in 1915.

Herbrand Edward Dundonald Brassey Sackville became the 9th Earl De La Warr. He is best known for championing the construction of the De La Warr Pavilion, which was built and opened in 1935. The 9th Earl also became Bexhill's first socialist mayor. He died in 1976.

The Second World War caused the evacuation of the schools and substantial bomb-damage to the town. Many schools returned to Bexhill after the war but there was a steady decline in the number of independent schools in the town. The break-up of the British Empire and in particular the Independence of India in 1947 hastened the process. Most of the schools were boarding and catered largely for the children of the armed forces overseas and of the colonial administration. Although the number of schools decreased, many of the parents and former pupils had fond memories of the town and later retired to Bexhill.

For further information please visit

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bexhill-on-Sea and www.discoverbexhill.com/

The difficulty with birds in flight captures is the lighting settings, but I keep on trying. Especially since nature provided me with a (nearly perfect) symmetrical photographic opportunity.

Mont d'Hermone is a worthwhile mountain with no particular difficulties and beautiful panoramic views over the Chablais region (France).

The Dent d'Oche (Haute-Savoie - France) was formerly known as the Dent d'Houche. The teme Oche designates an indentation or notch, whether in Chablais dialect (ouche), Old French (osche), Prelatin (osco) or Vulgar Latin (coccia), and refers to the Col de Planchamp, which forms an indentation between the Dent d'Oche and the Château d'Oche.

Le Mont d'Hermone est une montagne digne d'intérêt qui ne présente aucune difficulté particulière et qui offre de beaux panoramas sur le Chablais (France).

La dent d'Oche (Haute-Savoie - France) était autrefois dénommée dent d'Houche. Le teme Oche désigne une entaille ou une encoche que ce soit en patois chablaisien (ouche), vieux français (osche), en prélatin (osco) ou en latin vulgaire (coccia) et fait référence au col de Planchamp qui constitue une entaille entre la dent d'Oche et le Château d'Oche.

So often color gets caught up in color, and it becomes merely decorative. Some photographers use it brilliantly to make visual statements combining color and content; otherwise it is empty :-)

Mary Ellen Mark

HFF! Ukraine Matters!

zinnia, little theater garden, raleigh, north carolina

At sunrise, for just a handful of minutes, the sun shines on the top of the mountaing creating a beautiful coloured top.

Serra da Estrela (Star Mountain) is Portugal’s mainland highest mountain. At 1,993 metres at its highest point in Torre, Serra da Estrela is an area of rare landscape beauty. You can take advantage of the moments of communion with nature to discover the diversity of plants and birds and the flocks of sheep herded by Estrela dogs from the breed named after the mountain.

In cold weather, Serra da Estrela is the only place in Portugal where you can try ski, or go sledging, snowboarding or ride a snowmobile. Albeit small, there are several runs with support infrastructure, as well as artificial snow runs for skiing at any time of the year.

This natural park is excellent for trekking, horse-riding or mountain biking. It boasts some 375km of marked trails of varying degrees of difficulty.

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Covão d'Ametade, Serra da Estrela, Portugal

© All rights reserved Rui Baptista. Please do not use this image on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit written permission.

Each Robin has a unique breast pattern, and can (With Difficulty)

be recognised individually. Fact,

Just visible at low tide is the 800 yard Lang Dyke, the brilliant idea of 18th century engineer John Golborne who took up the challenge in 1768 to widen the River Clyde between Bowling Harbour and Dumbarton Rock. The building stone had to be floated along the river on barges, and laid on top of submerged timber foundations to stop them sinking into the mud. However, within just a few months, despite the difficulties, almost all of the 800 yards had been built and the wall – appropriately called the Lang Dyke – was completed in 1773 allowing deeper draught vessels to reach the Broomielaw in Glasgow.

Hengifoss, Iceland

Experience difficulties to cross this boulder to the waterfall

Howard (Northern Cardinal) loves peanuts and millet. He beat Robbie (Gray Squirrel) to Robbie's feeding station again today. Actually, this is everyone's feeding station but the only one Robbie is allowed to access.

The palm tree stump where this was located has finally collapsed from the inside out. Therefore the stone has been moved to what may or may not be it's new permanent location.

I find that where I need to stand in order to get a photo is too close to the other feeding stations and the other birds feel I might be too close for comfort. Therefore, they tend to fuss at me until I move further away, then they go about their business of eating.

That standing location does not detour them from going to Robbie's station though. While I was standing there, one of the catbirds, a wren and a tufty came to grab a bite. I just happened to be looking at Peter Pan (Eastern Bluebird) who was sitting on the bluebird box and missed those shots.

It looks like Peter is starting to re-consider his decision not to have children this year but he is having great difficulty getting Lady B to become interested again. Oh the drama, the nature shows in my yard are so much more entertaining that those so called reality shows everyone is so fond of these days. There is most certainly plenty of drama and it's all real.

Have a wonderful day and happy snapping.

Great difficulty with uploads last few days, but back home after nearly 900 miles of travelling. Fabulous holiday, this welsh poppy was taken from the birthplace of William Morgan who was responsible for translating the bible into welsh way back in 1588.

Thanks for stopping

I knew nothing about this colourful beetle, but found it in my book "Bugs of Alberta" written by University of Alberta entomologist John Acorn and illustrated by Ian Sheldon.

I love John's description:

"Here we have yet another good-looking iridescent beetle, coloured in lovely greens, reds, and blues. If you are a bird, this pattern makes sense-they all taste terrible.

However, in the case in of the blister beetle family (most of which are dull grey or black), the terrible-tasting chemical is something called "cantharidin". This poison is quite potent, causing blistering wherever it encounters moist skin, such as the inside of your mouth or an open sore. Toads can eat them without any difficulty, but most other animals would rather eat hornets or hot coals".

Once Upon a Time There Was an Ocean - Paul Simon

Érase una vez un océano, pero ahora es una cordillera. Algo imparable se puso en marcha. Nada es diferente, pero todo ha cambiado. Es un trabajo sin futuro y te cansas de estar sentado. Es como el hábito de la nicotina, siempre estás pensando en dejarlo y yo pienso en dejarlo... todos los días de la semana.

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One of the great mysteries of science and for scientists has been the behavior of migratory animals when they navigate the open sea, where there are no visual reference points. And the greatest mystery has always been the ability of turtles to travel thousands of kilometers and mysteriously return to the beach where they were born. Turtles have feeding grounds and breeding grounds separated by great distances of several thousand kilometers. Sea turtles are possibly one of the living beings with the greatest capacity for navigation and orientation. A few years ago, science rendered its verdict on this astonishing ability. Turtles are able to detect the lines of the Earth's magnetic field and use it as a "map" to navigate and travel within it, covering enormous distances. This allows them to return, many years later when they reach maturity, to the same beaches where they were born to lay their eggs and give birth to a new generation of baby turtles (on average, it usually takes 20 years to reach this level of development). When they are born, the young turtles memorize the data (or pattern) of the magnetic field of their home beach and store it in their brain, in their memorie. This data they will later use to return across the open ocean. They detect the intensity, inclination, magnetic declination, and other parameters of the magnetic field of the place where they were born, and as they grow, the young turtles learn to distinguish the magnetic field and the different parameters and variations this magnetic field has in the places they encounter along their journey. This allows them to compile a "magnetic map" in their brains that allows them to navigate between specific feeding and nesting areas by reading and using the detected magnetic field lines. This way, they always know their position, longitude, and latitude. To put it more simply, they have and use a map, just like you and I, except it's a magnetic map, through which they travel, or if you prefer, they have built into their brains, something like a compass or GPS to navigate thousands of kilometers. At the end of the last century, a colony of turtles that departed from the beaches of Japan began to be monitored. Approximately two decades later, when they had reached sexual maturity, they returned to the beach where they were born, traveling a great distance, almost 15,000 kilometers. However, migratory movements and the distance traveled are currently being studied in a population of turtles that departed Papua New Guinea heading for North America. (I imagine monitored by satellite.) These turtles have reached sexual maturity and are returning to their native beaches. It is believed that these sea turtles, once they reach their place of origin, will have made a journey of almost 20,000 kilometers. While scientists worked for centuries to invent instruments for maritime navigation, sea turtles moved away from the coasts and into the mysterious oceans unknown to humans, deciding at every moment where they wanted to go. While navigators and sailors clung to the coast, never straying far from land so as not to get lost and be able to return home, sea turtles, thousands of miles away, decided when to change course and return with extreme ease... to the place where they were born.

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¿De nuevo en casa?

Noooooo... nunca volveré a casa.

¿Piensas en casa de nuevo?

¡Nunca pienso en casa!

Pero entonces llega una carta de casa. La letra es frágil y extraña. Algo imparable se pone en movimiento. Nada es diferente, pero todo ha cambiado. La luz a través del vitral era cobalto y roja y los puños y cuellos deshilachados fueron remendados por halos de hilo dorado. El coro cantó: ""Érase una vez un océano"" y todos los viejos himnos y apellidos bajaron revoloteando como hojas de emoción...

Nada es diferente... pero todo ha cambiado...

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Legend has it that when the dinosaurs exercised their tyranny on Earth, the turtles decided to return to the oceans. But Nature made them pay a price. The eggs from which the next generations of turtles would hatch had to be buried on the beaches for incubation. The turtles had to return to land, even if only for a brief moment, to deposit the eggs as an offering to Nature so that the next generations of turtles would hatch on land, on the beaches, and then return to the ocean. The life of turtles is an odyssey. Throughout their lives, they must overcome many difficulties. When they are born on the beaches, many predators wait to feed on tiny turtles that measure only four centimeters and weigh 20 grams. Only 10% make it to the sea. But their odyssey continues for years, overcoming dangers. They also encounter many predators on their journeys across the sea. Only when they reach maturity and have a strong shell do they live safer and longer. But only one in every thousand turtles reaches maturity. Even with strong shells, they are attacked by sharks and orcas. The life of turtles is a constant struggle. There is no animal species that has such calmness, perseverance, constant, determination, and resilience. In nature, it is not the strong who survive, but those with the ability to adapt to circumstances, to ecosystem changes and fight. It is not the strongest who survive, but the most intelligent, constant and adaptable. The true masters of the oceans aren't the aggressive sharks and orcas. The true masters of the oceans are the intelligent octopus... and the persevering, sage and tenacious turtle.

Surviving Sea Turtles - National Geographic Wild

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The "Caretta caretta" is a large sea turtle and is the most common and widespread species of sea turtle on the coasts of Catalonia and the Mediterranean. It spends most of its time at or near the surface, making it very easy for fishermen to catch. This is why it is commonly known as the "loggerhead" (silly, foolish) turtle. I hope that one day someone will change the vulgar and stupid name used to describe one of the most intelligent species in the oceans and give it a more respectful name. One of the greatest dangers to turtles is precisely the fishing nets that fishermen carelessly abandon on the seabed, just like trawling nets. These nets become a death trap for the turtles.

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Ocean Bloom - Hans Zimmer ＆ Radiohead / (Blue Planet II, produced the BBC Natural History Unit, 2017)

Open your mouth wide. The universal sigh. And while the ocean blooms it's what keeps me alive.

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Life's An Ocean - The Verve

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Turtle - Thomas Newman

"Turtle" is a song written by Thomas Newman for the soundtrack of the film "Cinderella Man." I don't know the meaning of the song or what it has to do with a film based on the life of a boxer. Only Newman knows that. But the explanation could be the following, although I'm not sure about it. "Cinderella Man" is a film based on the true story of a boxer, James J. Braddock, who received the nickname "Cinderella Man" for having the ability to win fights, even though he was never the favorite and was infinitely inferior to his rivals technically. Braddock was American but his roots were Irish (perhaps this is why the song "Turtle" has a musical base of Irish Celtic music). He retired from boxing due to frequent injuries to his right hand. Furthermore, when the Great Depression hit in 1929, he had to work for years as a stevedore in the port to earn money and support his family. Given his precarious financial situation, he decided to return to boxing, trying to use his left hand to box. Eventually, he was presented with the opportunity to challenge Max Baer, a very strong and technically gifted boxer, for the world title. Baer was a boastful, arrogant, and brutal boxer who boasted of having killed two boxers in the ring. Baer was infinitely superior to Braddock, both in strength and technique, as the betting odds indicated. In fact, Baer didn't even train or prepare for the fight. During the fight, Baer was all about foolishness and clowning around in the ring. He mocked his opponent, belittled him, and underestimated him, knowing he was better than Braddock and would beat him sooner or later. Braddock took heavy blows from Baer. He endured them with consistency and patience. He withstood all of Baer's heavy right hands as best he could. He never let his opponent knock him down. As the fight progressed, Baer grew exhausted and lost strength, ultimately losing the fight against Braddock "Cinderella Man.". Max Baer underestimated his opponent. He failed to realize that "no one is better than anyone else" and that overconfidence can lead to failure. He failed to see that arrogance, vanity, haughtiness, or feeling superior to others are bad traveling companions that are useless in learning to overcome oneself every day. They distance you from sacrifice and effort, from dignity and honesty, something that Braddock did possess. But having come this far, what does this story have to do with the song "Turtle" on the soundtrack? Perhaps the explanation lies in the fable of the tortoise and the hare, where the two challenge each other to a race. The cunning and confident hare, aware of its speed and the tortoise's slowness, feels far superior to it. The hare mocks the tortoise, belittles and undervalues it. Meanwhile, the tortoise walks at its slow but steady pace, aware of its limitations, never giving up even when everything is against it, and continuing to strive to the maximum and with perseverance. In contrast, the confident and swift hare decides to rest next to a tree and falls asleep. But when it wakes up, it's too late. The slow but steady tortoise, who hasn't given up, reaches the finish line and wins the race. The fable invites us to reflect on the fact that it's not good to belittle or mock anyone. That "no one, absolutely no one, is better than anyone else." That overconfidence, vanity, arrogance, and hubris are bad traveling companions. Fables, nature, our own lives, always find a way and a time to show us that we're not the best, that we're not as strong or as smart as we thought. Life, sooner or later, eventually finds a way to teach us a lesson, learning from that lesson depends solely and exclusively... on you.

PS: I know. I don't like boxing either. I don't approve of it, and I don't find it exemplary. But even in a boxing movie, you can find something that will help you in your life. Even if it's just a song. Anyway in English, the word "turtle" is used for sea turtles and "tortoise" for land turtles. Conclusion... I don't know why Newman composed a song called "Turtle" for the Cinderella Man soundtrack. But it's a song I really like, and I was looking for an excuse to include it in this photo. And I also wanted to remember the other turtles... the land turtles. And I couldn't find a land turtle song I liked.Only Newman knows why he titled it... "Turtle."

PS: In Celtic culture, turtles have a multifaceted symbolism: they symbolize longevity, endurance, protection, security, stability, perseverance, experience, and wisdom. Braddock had Irish roots. An Irish person is considered a person of Celtic descent. And perhaps this is why Newman titled his song "Turtle." But only Thomas Newman knows that.

PS: "No one is better than anyone else". But you believed... that you would win...

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¿Y cuándo cobraré mi billete de lotería y enterraré mi pasado con mis cargas y mis conflictos? Quiero sacudir cada rama del Jardín del Edén y convertir a cada amante... en el amor de mi vida.

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Le grand bleu (Pat)

2nd Movement of the Odyssey... (of the Turtles) - Incubus

4th Movement of the Odyssey... (of the Turtles) - Incubus

PS: Supongo que una vez... fui un océano...

A bit of swooshery from Bamburgh Beach in Northumberland. I always admire square crops from other photograpghers but for some reason have difficulty seeing them for myself - hopefully this works? Another "blue"morning but the tide was a perfect height for the waves to cover these rocks as it was incoming and I had a happy hour here chasing various compositions as the tide changed.

I've always had great difficulty getting up early, thats why don't I even try! It's a lot more fun to sleep late and then stand around in the bathroom and do nonsense forever

Thank you a much to Kinky Event and catNap for the super cute Outfit - love it. If you looking for.. it will be available on Kinky event. Come Gurls and check it out!

Items on Event: catNap. / CECILE TOP&SKIRT

catNap. / CECILE PANTIE

catNap. / CECILE SKIRT

catNap. / CECILE TOP

Its made for Legacy/Perky, Maitreya/Petit and Reborn!

i will send you a Taxi zo the Kinky Event - lets go♥

also worn:

lel EvoX AVALON 3.1

[Heaux] Yooa - Browless - Blush *VE

identity faces - scars 9 //light// left

[TEAR] Nene Set (Lel EvoX)

DOUX - Morning Hairstyle [S2/ Big bun]

RAWR! Coil ELF FEMALE EvoX Earrings

eerie . Horny - Full softer (hornless)

[B] Eye Cream Step 1

[B] Milk Toner

Body:

[BODY] Legacy (f) Perky (1.5.1)

VELOUR x VENUS for LEGACY (BLUSH/ATHLETIC)

*KUNDALA* Abdominal Muscles BOM A19 (Legacy)

[theSkinnery] BodyScars Addon 7 light 50%

REVIVER - THE EYE- FULL DARK

Decor:

hive // sweet teddy bear . pink heart

hive // heart wall planter

[B] Milk Toner [DECOR]

[B] Face Wash [DECOR]

[B] Face Cream [DECOR]

[B] Eye Cream [DECOR]

[B] Elixir Bottle

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FOXCITY. Photo Booth - Fever Dream (Rez)

FOXCITY. Lippy-4m

Bis zum Ende des Zweiten Weltkrieges gehörte das Dorf Konau hinter dem Elbdeich zum Landkreis Lüneburg, nach dem Zweiten Weltkrieg erfolgte wegen der fehlenden Brücke über die Elbe mit entsprechend zu erwartenden Versorgungsschwierigkeiten aus praktischen Gründen im Juli 1945 eine Übergabe an die sowjetische Besatzungszone und daraus folgend die spätere Zugehörigkeit Konaus zur DDR. Durch die Lage im so genannten Schutzstreifen der DDR-Grenze blieb die für die Siedlungsgeschichte an der Elbe typische Marschhufenbebauung im Ort bis heute erhalten. Nach der deutschen Wiedervereinigung wechselte Konau wieder nach Niedersachsen in den Landkreis Lüneburg zurück.

Until the end of the Second World War, the village of Konau, located behind the Elbe dyke, belonged to the Lüneburg district. After the Second World War, due to the lack of a bridge over the Elbe and the associated supply difficulties, it was handed over to the Soviet occupation zone in July 1945 for practical reasons, and Konau subsequently became part of the GDR. Due to its location in the so-called protective strip of the GDR border, the village has retained the typical building style for the history of settlement on the Elbe to this day. After German reunification, Konau returned to Lower Saxony in the Lüneburg district.

A menhaden (lower right) jumps out of the water to gain a better view of the acrobatic routine of a fishing Green Heron on Horsepen Bayou.

Had some difficulties with my proggy, but here comes the 2nd round ... BLOG / CREDITS

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These pictures are from our annual 2020 fall trip to the Sierras and to Yosemite National Park, the full album is here.

We share these pictures with the wish that the bright sunshine and golden colours will bring everyone cheer in these times of difficulty.

More pictures will appear in the days ahead. Thank you for your comments!

Chicks haven't opened eyes yet, but they have no problems eating, even difficult food to swallow like a dragonfly for instance. Well, maybe a little difficulty.

having to use an old photo on my new laptop... the old laptop has had it 's time... sooc of course

all kind of difficulties and other habits to get used to

still a lot of pictures needing to be transferred

lucky I got a neighbour who 's a computer-expert,

a lot of work to be done but we already got this far

thinking I better need a new camera too!

“The pessimist sees difficulty in every opportunity. The optimist sees opportunity in every difficulty.” —Winston Churchill

CL0UD - Melting Love Glasses @ Gothcore

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GENUS MORPH - Head Base Oval, LipsMorph - Wicked, NoseMorph - Beak, GENUS - Skin - Margo - Rosekiss, [hh] Ashlee Outfit, RAMA.SALON - Kim Jen, Puddles. Debbie Downer Mug.

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PLUIE DE LUMIÈRE (V-2)

Peut-on rêver mieux, sous un ciel bas et pluvieux?

Oublier notre précieuse solitude, dissimulée, avec peine, sous un parapluie incolore…

Est-ce possible?

Et si on redécouvrait ce rire d’enfance, devenu muet avec le temps qui passe?

Le temps d’un émerveillement vrai devant la beauté de notre îlot vivant dans la vastitude de l’Univers.

Le temps d’une folle poésie lumineuse.

Le temps d’une pluie de lumière.

Le temps nous presse de rêver mieux

Sous ce ciel bas et pluvieux que nous partageons tous.

PATRICE (Inspiré d’Alphonse de Lamartine et de Charles Baudelaire)

N.B. Mes images ne sont pas conçues ou générées par des Intelligences artificielles. Il s'agit d'un travail artisanal dont je suis l’auteur.

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RAIN OF LIGHT (V-2)

Can we dream better, under a low, rainy sky?

Forget our precious solitude, hidden, with difficulty, under a colorless umbrella...

Is it possible?

What if we rediscovered that childhood laughter, muted with the passing of time?

The time for true wonder at the beauty of our living island in the vastness of the Universe.

The time for a wild, luminous poetry.

The time for a rain of light.

Time is urging us to dream better.

Under this low, rainy sky that we all share.

PATRICE (Inspired by Alphonse de Lamartine and Charles Baudelaire)

N.B. My images are not designed or generated by artificial intelligence. This is an artisanal work of which I am the author.

In every man's life we had each our own strife and numerous difficulties. The history of the world is like a magic lantern that displays to us, in light pictures upon the dark ground of the present, how benefactors of mankind, the martyrs of genius, wandered along the thorny road of honor.

On mighty wings the spirit of history floats through the ages, and shows -- giving courage and comfort, and awakening gentle thoughts -- on the dark nightly background, but in gleaming pictures, the thorny path of honor, which does not, like a fairy tale, end in brilliancy and joy here on earth, but stretches out beyond all time, even into eternity!

- Hans Christian Andersen.

Naranjilla - Solanum quintoense plant