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Had some difficulty keeping GM in my frame.
I wonder how many speeding tickets he already collected ...
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Grow your own medicine ! Nasturtiums are easy to grow from seed. This summer our garden is full of them and I love them ! The native peoples of Peru used the leaves as a tea to treat coughs, colds and flu, as well as menstrual and respiratory difficulties. Being high in vitamin C, nasturtiums act as a natural antibiotic, and as such were used topically as a poultice for minor cuts and scratches. They also have anti-fungal properties.
Now, I've never eaten one yet - but I'm very tempted. I've read that they're delicious - both flowers and leaves, and also the succulent stems. They also attract butterflies to lay their eggs on them, slugs and snails don't like them. A gardener's dream. Seems you can't go wrong with nasturtiums.
Full of admiration for them, I took a picture of some, and turned this one into a painting using Topaz Impression 2, adding a slight texture of my own.
Thanks as always for all your wonderful support and positive criticism ... I'm not finding much time to learn but I'm trying ! A challenge. If you'll eat a nasturtium let me know how you like it please. If you will, I will !
Here's a little music you might remember and still like - I love it !!
Dire Straits, Money for Nothing
UPDATE ! Today, 6 August 2016, I ate 2 nasturtium flowers and quite a few young leaves. I can verify that they are LOVELY - very like watercress, only more so ! :o)
Hiking the Subway in spring is quite the adventure. The weather isn't too warm but there are some difficulties that you may encounter. During the spring, the hiking the Subway, the water is very cold and the water levels are very high. Ice cold water on your feet just wearing regular shoes and socks are the most comfortable way to go, but surely your feet will feel pain within 2 minutes. I loved the overall experience of the hike to the Subway. The amazing cascading waterfalls are so cool to photograph. This was taken with a circular polarizer to bring out the richness of the water and rocks.
Archangel Falls
Zion National Park
Utah
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“There is an island of opportunity in the middle of every difficulty.” Unknown.
Monemvasia, apart from being one of the most beautiful medieval towns in the Peloponnese, is a unique place in Greece. Its location on an island in the Mediterranean is truly spectacular. Today, the town can be reached by a causeway built over the sea in 1971, which connected the island with the mainland, but before that date, Monemvasia could only be reached by boat.
Due to its peculiar geography, Monemvasia became an ideal place to protect itself from invaders in the High Middle Ages, and that is how its first inhabitants built the first fortress in 583. Several centuries later, around the 10th AD, the town passed to be an important maritime and trade center. However, this fact led to continuous attacks to take over the island, and the city passed through Byzantine, Venetian and finally Ottoman hands, until its decline in the 18th century, and subsequent liberation in 1821 during the Greek War of Independence. Without a doubt, a fascinating story for such a peculiar and small territory.
Our YouTube Travel Video with Behind the Scenes of this picture:
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“Hay una isla de oportunidades en medio de cada dificultad”. Anónimo.
Monemvasia, además de ser uno de los pueblos medievales más hermosos del Peloponeso, es un lugar único en Grecia. Su emplazamiento en una isla sobre el Mediterráneo es realmente espectacular. Hoy en día, se puede llegar hasta el pueblo por una calzada construida sobre el mar en 1971, que conectó la isla con tierra firme, pero antes de esa fecha, a Monemvasia solo se podía llegar navegando.
Debido a su peculiar geografía, Monemvasia se convirtió en un lugar ideal para protegerse de invasores en la Alta Edad Media, y así fue cómo sus primeros habitantes construyeron la primera fortaleza en 583. Varios siglos más tarde, en torno al X d.C, la ciudad pasó a ser un importante centro marítimo y de comercio. Sin embargo, este hecho trajo consigo continuos ataques para apoderarse de la isla, y la ciudad pasó por manos Bizantinas, Venecianas y finalmente Otomanas, hasta su declive en el siglo XVIII, y posterior liberación en 1821 durante la Guerra de Independencia griega. Sin duda, una historia fascinante para un territorio tan pequeño y peculiar.
Traces of wheels...
All dangers and high difficulty road into the Val dallas Nuorsas / Schaftobel.
In the background, the Albula /Alvra Valley with Alvaneu / Alvagni.
Central Alps.
April 23, 2015 on our trip to the blipmeet at Wanaka, Central Otago in New Zealand. www.polaroidblipfoto.com/browse/me
Our first morning in Cromwell. We woke to heavy fog which took a while to lift. We have arrived at Mt Difficulty Estate Winery so John can do some tasting.
The unique microclimate of the Bannockburn area is partially created by the presence of Mount Difficulty which overlooks the southern Cromwell basin, and is the namesake of Mt Difficulty Wines. Mount Difficulty is integral in providing low rainfall and humidity for the region. Bannockburn enjoys hot summers, a large diurnal temperature variation and long cool autumns; conditions which bring the best out of the Pinot Noir grapes. These conditions, along with soils which are ideal for viticulture, provide an excellent basis not only for Pinot Noir, but also for Pinot Gris, Riesling, and Chardonnay. The soils are a mix of clay and gravels, but all feature a high pH level; grapes produce their best wines on sweet soils.
For More Info and photos: www.mtdifficulty.co.nz/aboutus/ourstory.htmlTalbe
The "Guardian Traffic Light" is an old lighthouse (or "Sea Traffic Light" how the people who live there call it) located on the highest hill in Ponza, a small island on the Tyrrhenian sea near Latina (Lazio).
This was one of the toughest photo I took, not because of the technical difficulties, but because that day I walked a lot scouting locations on the island with a quite heavy backpack (more than 15kg) and two tripods. The path to this lighthouse is on an old muletrack really steep and with quite high steps... I hiked for more than 15km that day... but the location deserved all the efforts.
This is a pano of few vertical shots... unfortunately in September it's not easy to capture the full galactic arch... so I decided to go with this crop. I hope you enjoy it anyway.
Hoover Dam is a concrete arch-gravity dam in the Black Canyon of the Colorado River, on the border between the U.S. states of Nevada and Arizona. Constructed between 1931 and 1936, during the Great Depression, it was dedicated on September 30, 1935, by President Franklin D. Roosevelt. Its construction was the result of a massive effort involving thousands of workers, and cost over 100 lives. In bills passed by Congress during its construction, it was referred to as the Hoover Dam, after President Herbert Hoover, but was named the Boulder Dam by the Roosevelt administration. In 1947, the name Hoover Dam was restored by Congress.
Since about 1900, the Black Canyon and nearby Boulder Canyon had been investigated for their potential to support a dam that would control floods, provide irrigation water, and produce hydroelectric power. In 1928, Congress authorized the project. The winning bid to build the dam was submitted by a consortium named Six Companies, Inc., which began construction in early 1931. Such a large concrete structure had never been built before, and some of the techniques used were unproven. The torrid summer weather and lack of facilities near the site also presented difficulties. Nevertheless, Six Companies turned the dam over to the federal government on March 1, 1936, more than two years ahead of schedule.
Hoover Dam impounds Lake Mead and is located near Boulder City, Nevada, a municipality originally constructed for workers on the construction project, about 30 mi southeast of Las Vegas, Nevada. The dam's generators provide power for public and private utilities in Nevada, Arizona, and California. Hoover Dam is a major tourist attraction, with 7 million tourists a year. The heavily traveled U.S. Route 93 ran along the dam's crest until October 2010, when the Hoover Dam Bypass opened.
long stories shortened... (discarded and abandoned and intertwined short stories) well..actually they are chunks and fragmets and notes of stories that never made it
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a young PhD math candidate writing his dissertation on an obscure arab mathematician from the middle ages who specialized in cycles and periods in infinite series and develops a process to determine prime number density in a large number space. (which is all and good) except this makes it an excellent tool to decrypting military grade encryption, which is based on the computational difficulty of factoring large numbers into their prime components
the arab mathematician was ultimately censured by the religious mullahs for developing tools to rationalize the infinite, which is of course the nature of Allah and for man to attempt to place Allah into a human scale is blasphemy
so the arab mathematician disappears and the young phd candidate finds that his dissertation has been suspended pending review but cant get any information on who is reviewing it
finally another young mathematician approaches him and starts a long discussion on math and the nature of numbers and the mathematicians love of the underlying structure of reality that math represents. the phd candidate is leary of this mathematician cause he wont answer what he does or where he went to school or how he knows so many cutting edge fields in math
eventually, the young mathematician offers the phd candidate a position with the NSA, National Security Agency, (where all the big crypto and high math goes on) but explains that if he accepts that he will essentially disappear from his current world. his work will be classified, he will not be able to publish in academic journals or speak in public, or talk about his work to his friends on the outside, but the compensation is that he
would be able to work unfettered with the greatest math minds in the country, totally funded, free to explore any field or fancy he thought. after a few moments of thought, the phd accepts.
then the story will go back to the arab mathematician who is also approached my a young beared mullah, who offers him a position within his group of thinkers who do ponder and explore the nature of nature reality and Allah through mathematics, but that by joining them he would need to disappear from the world, after a few minutes of thought, he too accepts...
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Daniel sipped his 6th coffee (colloidal suspension for caffeine transport) while his batch jobs on ramanet, the Indian supergrid, finished their checksum verification. His chin, a bit stubbly, itched. His eyes, a bit red, were sore. The goa trance shoutcast feed had mushed into a fast cadence drone. The flat screen monitor warped and bulged with the oscillating fan blowing on Daniel's face
'O' glamorous larval life of a PhD student...' he jotted and doodle-circled on his notepad.
Daniel cracked his neck and jutted his jaw, stretching out the accumulation of kinks, as RamaNet finished the final integrity check on his dataset. this two hour round of processing on the Indian supergrid would cost about $130 out of his precious grant fund, but you couldnt beat the bargain. 120 minutes times 150,000 PCs in the RamaNet processing collective = 1,080,000,000 seconds or 18,000,000 minutes or 300,000 hours or 12500 days or 34.25 years of processing time for the price of a video game. Calculation was commoditized now. You uploaded your pre-fromatted dataset to RamaNet. the data was packeted and sent to out to 150,000 Indians who lent a few percents of never-to-be missed CPU cycles off their systems for background processing. when their alotted package was completed it was sent back to RamaNet for re-assembly into something coherent for the buyer. in return the Indians got a rebate on their net access charges or access to premier bollywood galleries or credit towards their own processing charges. a good deal all the way around. Daniel's dataset, an anthology of complex proofs from a long-dead arab mathematician, was queued with amateur weather forecast modeling, home-brewed digital CGI for indie movies, chaos theory-based currency trading algorithms, etc. the really high end, confidential jobs, like protein folding analysis or big pharm drug trials were more likely handled by the huge western collectives of several million collaborative systems, usually high-performance machines in dedicated corporate server farms. the cost there was out of Daniel's range, but you got a faster return and better promises of encryption for your buck.
Daniel scratched his scalp and flexed his fingers. 'two months from today i will be a doctor of mathematics...and no job. damnit. i need to find something fast.' Daniel calculated in his mind how quickly the student loans repayments would kick in and completely wipe him out. RamaNet would have done it in nanoseconds, ha! he laughed to himself. Daniel had avoided the rounds of job interviews and recommendations that passed his way. he was too absorbed in his research to look ahead, and perhaps a bit intimidated by the idea of the job hunt flea market. flexing his CV, getting a monkey suit, trying to explain his research to recruiters, who were often the same finger-counting business majors in college that made his skin crawl. Daniel always felt a bit embarrassed when he announced he was math PhD candidate. folks would immediately glaze over,
tsk tsk out a 'that's interesting', and swiftly change the subject. something will come up, he mantra'd to himself over and over, something will come up. stick with ali, there is something real in there, just a bit deeper. the real problem was his thesis advisor. dr. fuentes was not returning his calls, his secretary was not taking appointments from Daniel. he had submitted his finished draft of his thesis two weeks ago, but hadnt heard back since, except for a cryptic email saying that the review committee was having some issues with his paper and that Daniel would be hearing from him shortly. Daniel was rerunning his calculations on RamaNet to assuage the gnawing doubt that he completely botched some component of his argument and that the review committee was debating some manner of telling him to redo the entire effort. no PhD and no job. that would ice the cake. Daniel started calculating his body mass and general aerodynamic resistance relative to the height of the school cathedral to figure out if he had time to reach a terminal velocity before impact...only a failed math PhD would attempt to determine at what speed his body would smack concrete, he morbidly thought to himself.
ali ja'far muhammed ibn abdullah al-farisi slipped meditatively on his cup of water, thinking about his proof. he dipped a finger in the cup and held up a droplet of water under his fingertip, watching the sunlight prisimatically splay out on the mouth of the cup. 'praise be Allah and his wonderous bounty' he mumured to himself.
the elders had been in conference all day over his proof. though the heavy doors to their chamber were closed, he would occasionally hear muffled but distinctly angry shouts. ali sat on a divan in the anteroom, served numerous cups of tea by an obviously nervous secretary. ali knew there was deep resistance to his research, but for the life of him he couldnt figure out why. he was a simple mathematician. he came up with some unique observations. he wanted to share them with his peers...
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Overview: biotech researcher discovers a new life-extension technology and is murdered. He is cryogenically frozen for 150 years. When he is
revived he must stop a dark corporate conspiracy – and find his murderer.
Summer 2015 - Hot genius free-lance biotech researcher unravels the key component of a radical life-extension gene therapy that will ensure 300 years of robust life to its recipients. The researcher is murdered shortly after he hides the critical component. His distraught friend has him cryogenically frozen. 150 years later, the researcher is revived by the same major bio-med corporation for which he had originally been working.
Quickly he realizes that their motives are less than altruistic: his modification of the gene therapy is needed to resolve an unforeseen debilitation now creeping up in the recipients of the life-extension process. The recipients, now nearing 125 years off added life, are decompensating into psychotics. The researcher at first tries to remember and reconstruct what he did with the hidden critical component, but stops in disgust when he learns that in the past 150 years the life-extension therapy has been reserved solely for the ultra-affluent and has created an extreme and cruel global gerontocratic elite. He voices his disgust to his corporate minders, who cease being beneficent and show their true colors as trying to gain control of this critical technology in order to control the elites.
In the process of dealing with the corporation, he learns about his murder and begins investigating.As he comes closer to the identity of his murderer, he uncovers a wider conspiracy and is the target of more murder attempts.
He was killed by a friend in 2015. The friend was the CEO of a small bio-gen firm that the researcher was doing the LET work for. The CEO, a biz-head with a genetics academic background, took the researcher’s work and exploited it as his own, in the process growing his small firm into a bio-med powerhouse and him into one of the world’s wealthiest individuals.
The CEO also was the first recipient of the LET and is now 190 years old, but doesn’t look a day over 45. Smart, urbane, ruthless, the CEO used his wealth and position to start the cabal of Ultras. It is a faction of the top 50 smartest and wealthiest people in the world who have ‘ascended from the world’ (faked their demise) and control the global economy with their vast coordinated wealth. Perhaps they will call themselves ‘The Ascended’. We need to decide how the cabal lives. Are they sequestered on a luxurious island compound, or do they live in the open, surgically re-sculpted after each faked death, or do they live in the open.
Also we need to figure out what the world will look and feel like in 150 years.
As the ultras decompensate into psychosis, the CEO orders the researcher to be revived in order to find a cure. The CEO had the researcher’s lab notes decrypted and figured that the he was close if not successful in finding the missing component to stabilize the LET.
Tiberius Syndrome: the decline into cruel psychosis experienced by the ultras, named after the roman emperor Tiberius’ degenerate behavior after he sequestered himself on Capri.
The ironic twist might be that there is no cure, no stabilization. The psychosis is not the result of the LET alone, but also due in part to the unfettered ego/wills of the ultras. Absolute power corrupts…
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a brazilian hacking syndicate was subcontracted by a st petersberg crew to run interference on a hit on SWIFT, the global currency clearinghouse notification network. The UniFavela clan was going to run a multi-flank raid. They specialized in fast propagating virii and had created a custom mail-in virus that exploited a few microsoft vulnerabilities that they had discovered and kept mum. Their target was a Latin American PR spokesman listed on the corporate web site for press queries. The PR flak would be just the sleepy guard on the wall for their virus to slip past. 30 minutes after opening an inocuous spoofed email from a French e-trade publication requesting clarification on the SWIFT-Indentrus partnership. the virus would port scan and map its entire site LAN, salmoning its way up the router paths till it found the deep waters of the main corporate campus network in Brussels. Shortly, the internal LAN at Brussels would be suffering switch and router buffer overflows and traffic would gasp, ack, and sputter. UniFavela would then towel whip out a vanilla DDOS on the main company web site, any INTERNIC-registered addresses, and any other system in the IP block reserved for SWIFT that had previously port scanned as interesting, or ,even, as nothing. Mongols charging the village gates and tossing flaming torches on thatched roofs. IT Operations would be running to and fro, trying to figure out the internal bandwidth crunch and if there was a bleedout causing the external net problems.
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The Post-Human Story of Minos:
the CEO of a powerful commercial combine is bore an illegitimate son by his indiscreet wife in retaliation for his own dalliances. the son has a hideous deformity but is fantastically brilliant - brilliant enough for the father overcome his own repulsion of the child - as a bastard and a freak. the father sequesters the child in an elaborate virtual domain. the child, a hacker savant, is used to breach competitor nets. but as his power in the digital realm expands, the child transforms into the tyrant-monster. using the nets, he lashes out at people who have caused him pain, then evolves into enjoying the taste of terror and fear. He becomes the Minotaur.
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'there was a mad scramble amongst all the big spook governments, dark side corporations, and the privacy maccabees once it was determined that quantum computation had left the tidal pool of academia, grown legs and air-breathing lungs, and was headed for the nat sec intel highlands. all previous encryption models were rendered obsolete, and worse, exposed. QC became an undefiable xray spotlight, laying bare any encrypted secret with a ease of opening a mathematical candy wrapper. And for a while it swung the advantage back to the state in the digital Boer War against the freecon partisans.'
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The Oort, to the Intras, looked as one people. Extra-stellar hillbillies, ekeing out a subsistance existence on extracted organics from the frozen crud comets and other planetesimals of the Oort Cloud that slung around the solar system in a 1K AU circuit. To the Oort there was no Oort. Each station, each kampong was distinct and seperate. Seperate dialects, traditions, norms, goals. Some were scientific collectives, some were tired mining operations, some were intense sectarian cults - they shared little between themselves beyond necessary trade links for scarce commodities.
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A young prince is disgraced in an internal court scandal and sent into a quasi-exile on a worthless mission. On his travels he builds the wisdom and learns the skills necessary to be a just and effective leader.
His exile was a gambit by his patriarch to remove Genji from the arena of pointless court intrigues and develop him as a real leader. The patriarch dispatched a team of loyal praetorians to discreetly follow and protect Genji on his odyssey.
Genji was sent as an emissary to the Oort system. He must pass through the Martian-Saturnine corridor, populated with industrial trading guilds and their private militias.
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Genealogy becomes paramount in a closed culture; hierarchy by heredity. Reference the roman patrician class’ death-grip obsession with lineage, or the medieval Japanese imperial court’s strict intra-elite caste system.
But in an era of extreme genetic engineering, how can bloodlines retain their importance? Perhaps this is the wrong question. Perhaps in an era of extreme genetic engineering, authentic bloodlines can only retain their importance. The longevity of an unchanged gene line demonstrates success in evolutionary competition. Over time however, the fitness of a rigidly enforced and ‘sequestered’ gene line will degrade. Consider the hemophilia of the European royal strata.
I would not want the imperial court of the inner system to be pure blue bloods, eschewing genetic manipulation. Rather I would have them take the opposite tack – and embrace genetic engineering in the pursuit of perfecting particular socially valued or distinctive attributes; a roman nose, elongated refined fingers, even the possession of certain ‘noble’ afflictions (for ex., the aforementioned hemophilia as a sign of noble lineage).
The elites should pursue genealogy with the same passion and gusto as horse breeders; studs and mares and percentages of bloodlines, enforced and suppressed gene expressions, surrogates, and gene modes des saisons.
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a bum finds a the wallet and keys of a man who jumped from a bridge
he goes to his townhouse to find something to eat or steal
is impressed and overwhelmed with the man's townhouse
showers, eats, gets cleaned up, finds some clothes
is ready to leave when he helps a woman wrestling with groceries at her door
she thanks him, but looks stunned.
‘are you the man in #560? umm..i have lived here for 3 years and have never actually seen you. you seem to leave so early in the morning and get
home so late and keep to yourself.’
they spend 30 minutes talking, having a generally warm friendly encounter.
‘well, I am so glad to have finally met you. Hope to see you soon.’ As she closes her door, the bum turns to leave but pauses and thinks for a moment, then goes back into the man's townhouse
he pours through the man's papers and keepsakes and learns that the man has no family that he speaks with, no friends, lives off a well-endowed trust fund
and
the bum moves in and takes over the mans identity
he brings warmth and sincerity to the man's identity
what makes a hermit tick? what lengths do they go to to remove themselves from society? does it become a game to avoid contact, trying to become a shadow, a phantom? does society dissolve away as a mental force in their thoughts, atrophy away or does it become an amputated impression?
what divsion line stands between a hermit and convict in solitary? the hermit, by and large, chooses their isolation, the convict has it enforced upon them. at what point does the human need for society or socialization collapse? is there anything left that we can inspect and evaluate? a hermit, however, is able to maintain walls against the Great Other, which would imply that they are seeking refuge from the world. a schizo or an autistic will be physically surrounded by others but unable or incapable of making contact.
when does the will to contact die? what is left over? do humans require contact to retain our humanity? can you love and sacrifice in a vacuum?
what defines humanity? oooh, a big question...
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genetic engineering will continue to deconstruct the human species
there will be catastrophic disasters: gene sequence specific viruses engineered to attack 'types' of people. Der Genkampf
petroleum will be replaced- hydrogen-powered locomotion and green power (in the wealthy states). the poor states will continue to be held hostage to oil politics
(cultures and civilizations do not move forward uneringly. they spasticly jerk forward and fro, in clumps andgrains, never ever as a lemming death drive.)
developed economies will be netized. a new state structure will be needed to manage and dsitribute resources. the corporate structure, the commercial backbone of the capitalist democracy, will replace the republic. it is flexible to markets and political forces, insistent on accountability, it provides a sufficient compromise between individual representation and republican government. they will begin their political evolution as projects in community development. assurances of an educated workforce by charter education. assurances of uninterrupted utilities by running their own power/water etc. net-based marketplaces create corporate agoras. employees are in fact de facto citizens of the corporation. citizenship, or regular employment, will be a reward for merit, stock shares will count towards suffrage.
great corporate collectives will arise. housing, education, security...all the needs of the middle class will be absorbed in the corporate state. the tradtional state will cede roles and responsibilities to the corporate state as their resources dwindle. a few isolated violent reactions (military or legal)by the republics against the corporate states, but they will fail over time. against, or more so, in conjunction with the homogenized corporatsists wil be the diasporae, non-corporates will glom to other modes of networked alignment, ethnic allegiance will become stronger over time - as the chinese, indian, and jewish disporaestrengthen as a formula for a successful competition against/with the corporates.
the american state, succored by its overwhelming techo-military supremancy, loses its mission, its vision - substitutes will to dominate for will to excel - and falls into the deep narcotic, insulated slumber of the unassailable. GE, nano, and the banknote net weaken the mythic cohesion of the american spirit. we are no longer united by common experience (mass-mediated or otherwise) the promise of science to make us stronger, smarter, near immortal is held like a manifest destiny or a divine IOU for services rendered to humanity.
For all the difficulty that I was having trying to capture a bumblebee in action, this guy seemed happy enough to just hang out and get his picture taken.
47593 "Galloway Princess" leads failed 47712 "Lady Diana Spencer" through Well Heads, Sedgwick with "The Yorkshire Coast Statesman" 0540 Ayr - Scarborough charter running 89 mins late after 47712 had got into difficulties at Kilmarnock on 27th May 23
Weighing in at 5 or 6g, Goldcrest competes with its close cousin Firecrest as the smallest British bird. But being small means it has difficulty keeping warm (because it has a large surface area to volume ratio). In really bad winters the population crashes but Goldcrests can bounce back by laying up to 12 eggs, though 6-8 is more typical. A clutch this size can exceed her bodyweight, but she produces just one every day or two, and does not start incubating until she has a full clutch. She even uses her hot legs to help incubate such a large clutch. It is quite a common breeding bird in Britain with more than half a million pairs but many more arrive here for the winter escaping the cold Scandinavian winter. Its scientific name is Regulus regulus, which translates as little king, or kinglet as they are called in America. This obviously refers to the golden crown which is visible here. Its English name Goldcrest took a bit of getting to. It was first named Golden-crowned Wren by John Ray in 1678. Ninety years later in 1768 Thomas Pennant coined Golden-crested Wren which persisted for well over a hundred years, though many naturalists were unhappy with the "Wren" part of the name as it wasn't a Wren. Some authors used its scientific name or even its translation (Kinglet) that is used in America. For example William Yarrell in 1843 called it "Little Golden-crested Regulus , or Kinglet". But throughout the nineteenth century it was generally known as Golden-crested Wren, but that tended to be shortened to Goldcrest. This became so well-used that the name stuck and is now adopted.
I photographed this male sitting on a Sitka Spruce branch near Holmfirth.
as if enough wasnt enough now Im laid up with a bad back and stuck in bed ! gggrrr
so the rest of film roll 2 will have to wait
thanks everyone-Explored
45 on Saturday, April 7, 2012
the rest of my Explores have dropped out because due to some difficulties I switched my stream to friends/family only which lost all the favourites and Explores
I have switched it back now things are calmer but seem to still have lost the positions those shots were in-so if you want to see the other Explores they are in a set
THIS ARTIST DRAW BY HIS FOOT AND SELL HIS PAINTING ON DONG- KHOI STREET PAVEMENT.
THIS PHOTO WAS TAKEN AT 1998 BY NIKON D70 FILM CAMERA.
I had difficulty with this theme. White on White isn't easy. I have so much more to learn about photography. This is what it's all about for me is to learn from participating and seeing all of the wonderful photos each week. It's inspirational.
This is a piece of Japanese pottery that I received as a gift from my Mother in 1976 after my parents were in Japan. It measures 5" long and 3" wide. Area shown is less than 3"
21.07.2024. - Berzence
Two-three years ago all the 418 1xx and 2xx engines were relocated from Transdanubia to the other side of Danube.
As time goes on, maintance difficulties occur with the DMU's (Desiro, Bz) and 418 3xx engines, so three M41 classics are stationed in Pécs again.
418 131, 143 and 156 are helping out the local depot hauling the direct train from Pécs to Keszthely, the Pannonia InterRegio trains to Szombathely and sometimes also local services to Villány or Mohács.
On my pic the M41 2131 is passing by a flowery meadow in Berzence, with its five lights and beautiful sound! Brilliant engine!
I have great difficulty resisting mirrors......!
Here I'm at the restroom of a restaurant.
Lighting was scarce. I used 1/8 sec with aperture f/4 on Ilford XP2.
Lens is a Xenar 2.8/45mm.
Film developed with Cinestill C41 Color Simplified powder kit.
As you can see, I use a Leica SBOOI 50mm finder because of the excellent view that little thing presents me.
I have difficulties in establishing the title of this image.
What is your opinion using star 5??
Hibiscus is the national flower of Malaysia. I am so surprise the 1st time I found this plentiful in L.A.
The color here are all natural without using any enhancement by Corel Paintshop pro.
Thank you for your visits, comment & Fave.
I appreciate it.
Prior to departing for Canada, David had warned me about the difficulties in getting light up in the mountains. Heeding his warning Aaron and I decided to get up for sunrise well over an hour early to wait for the light show, or lack thereof. Partly cloudy skies greeted us at Vermilion Lakes as we patiently waited for blue hour to turn into burning sunrise colors. However, those reds and pinks we had hoped for never came as the southeastern horizon was blocked by excessive cloud cover.
After coming up fruitless past sunrise at Second Vermilion Lake I had Aaron drive us over to the Third Lake for a quick look and scouting trip before we headed back for breakfast. Just as we arrived at Third Vermilion Lake the sun began creeping above the horizon clouds and burst light beams into the sky. Both of us instantly grabbed our gear and raced out to the shore looking for compositions.
At first I was almost shooting aimlessly wanting to capture the fleeting light until I noticed something along part of the shoreline: frozen bubbles. The overnight temperature was cold enough to form a thin layer of ice along parts of the lake. Vermilion Lakes is also known for its lake vegetation that release gases that in turn get trapped under forming ice. I spotted this large bubble patch unlike any other I have seen before and made it the focal point of my image. Coupled with light beams galore, it was the perfect morning to start our day.
Sony α7rII
Tamron 15-30mm f/2.8 VC
May your dreams come true
In a year of undoubted difficulties and at the gates of the next, I wish you with all my heart that your dreams come true.
A hug, Merry Christmas and happy 2022.
QUE SE CUMPLAN TUS SUEÑOS
En un año de indudables dificultades y a las puertas del próximo, desearos de todo corazón que se cumplan vuestros sueños.
Un abrazo, feliz Navidad y prospero 2022.
"If all difficulties were known at the outset of a long journey, most of us would never start out at all."
-William Buckley Jr
Thank you all so much for the overwhelming views, likes and comments on my images from the Ice Caves! I so appreciate it!
Here is another image of the amazing Ice Caves at the Apostle Islands of Lake Superior.
I had the opportunity to visit them 3 times this winter. A 5 hour drive from my home, meant getting up at Midnight to make the drive. The Ice caves have not been accessible for 5 years, but thanks to Mother Nature and the brutal winter over 120,000 people made the journey out on Lake Superior to see these spectacular scenes. You could expect about a 6-8 miles roundtrip hike in temperatures -20 to -40 degrees, but worth every step!
I have included people in some of my images, just to show the magnitude of these ice formations.
If you would like to see more of the Ice Caves and what I call "2014 The Winter That Was" Here is a slide show if images from this winter in Minnesota where we saw more than 100 days below zero. www.youtube.com/watch?v=EEJ27tGd_tc&feature=share&...
If for nothing else, this one is maybe worth a look for the fairly unusual view of Stob Ghabhar; although it has to be said that it's definitely not its 'best side'.
There are significant elements of this composition that I'm not keen on, & only remind me of the difficulties I endured attempting to utilise my immediate surroundings to best effect. Not my finest hour, that's for sure.
D213 'Andania' catches a lift into Vauxhall Sidings at Great Yarmouth on the 16th April 2022. Having arrived from Manchester Picadilly, the Class 40 loco earns a well deserved rest in the Eastern Rail Sevices sidings prior to the return journey. Having chased the 'Norfolk Coast Express' railtour successfully from Buckenham, trying to find a space on the bridge was the next difficulty!
Life is full of challenges. Economic difficulties, serious illnesses, family problems, and political unrest plague people on a daily basis. How a person faces each challenge that comes their way however, says much about their character, who they are on the inside. Some people draw strength and inspiration from the experiences of others. Many famous poets from both the past and present have helped and inspired people to face and overcome life's many challenges through the words of their poems. Such poems help people to see they are not alone in their struggles and that it is possible to overcome their problems.
But then again all of that is shit, I just wish he'd hurry up my feet killing me and I'd love a cup of tea
After some difficulties with health insurance and bureaucracy finally I was allowed to start my second and hopefully successful rehabilitation program. For good luck it was possible to be at the same rehabilitation facility which I know from the first time last summer.
It is located at the northern edge of the bavarian pre-alps within a beautiful alpine landscape. Actually we still have late winter here, maybe at the end of my stay I can see the first flowers of spring in the valley.
This was a short trip with the bike at the small river called Ammer with view to the south. I carried only the 35 and the 50 mm lens with me. As 35 mm seemed to be still to long, after some attempts to get attractive single shots I took 3 photos in portrait orientation which were merged in Photoshop after editing in Lightroom.
I found the scenery beeing more attractive in the square so finally I made some slight crop to achieve the classical Hasselblad format.
Italien / Südtirol - Geislergruppe
Sass Rigais seen on the descent from Monte Gabler
Sass Rigais gesehen beim Abstieg vom Großen Gabler
The Odles Group (Geislergruppe or Geislerspitzen in German) is a mountain range in the Dolomites that, together with the Puez Group, constitutes the majority of the territory of the Puez-Odles Nature Park, bordered by the Val Badia, Val Gardena, and Val di Funes, in South Tyrol.
Geography
The highest peaks in the chain are Sass Rigais and Furchetta, both at 3,025 meters.
At the base of the Funes Odles, one can follow the so-called "Odles Trail" (in German Adolf Munkel-Weg), which passes at the northern base of the Odles Group, where there is also a rock climbing gym.
Toponym
The name is attested in 1759 as Gaislerspitz and in 1770 as Geisler Spiz. The term Odles translates from the Ladin language simply as "needles" referring to the pointed shape of many peaks in this group.
Classification
According to the SOIUSA, the Odle are an Alpine group with the following classification:
Major part = Eastern Alps
Major sector = South-Eastern Alps
Section = Dolomites
Subsection = Gardena and Fassa Dolomites
Supergroup = Gardena Dolomites
Group = Odle Group i.s.a.
Code = II/C-31.III-A.5
Subdivision
The SOIUSA divides the Odle Group into two subgroups[2]:
Odles Group proper (a)
Raschiesa Subgroup (b)
Main Peaks
Sass Rigais, 3,025 m
Furchetta, 3,025 m
Sass de Porta (Seekofel), 2,915 m
Sass da l'Ega (Wasserkofel), 2,915 m
Gran Fermeda (Fermeda), 2,873 m
Gran Odla (Feislerspitz), 2,832 m
Sass de Mesdì (Mittagsspitz), 2,760 m
Mount Tullen (Tullen), 2,654 m
Alpe Raschiesa di Fuori (Außerraschötzer Alm), 2,284 m
(Wikipedia)
Sas Rigais (3,025 m) is a mountain of the northwestern Dolomites in South Tyrol, northern Italy. Along with the nearby Furchetta, which is exactly the same height and only 600m away, it is the highest peak of the Geisler group. Sas Rigais offers hikers one of few Dolomites' three-thousanders the entire crossing from one side of the mountain to the other. The Via ferrata Villnössersteig is categorized between a B and C difficulty and the trail Sass Rigais steig is rated C. A crucifix is located at the summit.
(Wikipedia)
Die Geislergruppe (italienisch Gruppo delle Odle) ist eine Gebirgsgruppe der Dolomiten, die den Kamm zwischen Villnöß und Gröden in Südtirol (Italien) bildet. Die Geislergruppe liegt zu großen Teilen im Naturpark Puez-Geisler. Als Hauptgipfel gilt der Sass Rigais (3025 m) im östlichen Teil des Gebirges.
Lage und Umgebung
Die Geislergruppe wird im Süden von Gröden, im Norden von Villnöß und im Westen vom Eisacktal begrenzt. Im Osten stellt die Roa-Scharte (ladinisch Furcela dla Roa) den Übergang zur Puezgruppe dar, von der sie weiters durch den Cislesbach getrennt und mit der sie oft als Puez-Geisler-Gruppe zusammengefasst wird. Im Nordosten trennt das Kreuzjoch (ladinisch Furcela de Munt de Furćia), das Villnöß mit dem Campilltal verbindet, die Geislergruppe von der Peitlerkofelgruppe.
Gliederung
Die Geislergruppe lässt sich intern in zwei Teile gliedern: die hohen und markanten Geisler (auch Geislerspitzen oder Villnößer Geisler) östlich der Pana-Scharte und die mäßig ausgeprägten Ausläufer nach Westen zum Eisacktal hin.
Geisler
Innerhalb der Geisler (oder Geislerspitzen) lässt sich im Westen eine Berggruppe, die auf Ladinisch Odles, also Nadeln genannt werden, durch die Mesdì-Scharte (Mittagsscharte) von der Hauptgruppe um den Sass Rigais gut abgrenzen. Die Odles beginnen im Westen an der Pana-Scharte (2447 m) und bestehen aus der Unteren und der Oberen Fermeda, der Kleinen (2814 m) und der Großen Fermeda (2873 m), dem etwas nördlich gelegenen Villnößer Turm (2834 m), der weiter südlich befindlichen Odla de Cisles (2780 m), der Gran Odla (Geislerspitze, 2832 m), weiter nördlich der Villnößer Odla (2800 m) und schließlich, von der steilen und engen Odles-Scharte getrennt, dem Sas de Mesdì (2762 m) mit dem Bergvorsprung Cumedel (2755 m).
Östlich der Mesdì-Scharte befindet sich die Hauptgruppe der Geislerspitzen mit dem Sass Rigais. Von diesem durch einen engen Bergschlitz getrennt schließen die Große Furchetta (3025 m) und Kleine Furchetta (2975 m), mit dem Torkofel (Sas dla Porta, 2967 m) das sagenumwobene Wasserrinnental nördlich und östlich ab. Östlich der Kleinen Furchetta setzen sich die Geislerspitzen mit der Odla de Valdusa (2936 m) und dem Wasserkofel (Sas dal Ega) (2924 m) fort.
Der Torkofel westlich, die Odla de Valdusa und der Wasserkofel nördlich, der Kampiller Grat und die fünf Kanzeln (2787 m) östlich grenzen ein weiteres Tal, das Mont-dal-Ega-Tal ab. Über die Wasserscharte (Furcela de Mont dal Ega) (2638 m) zwischen Campiller Grat und Hoher Kanzel gelangt man über das Kampillertal ins Gadertal.
Weiter östlich der Kanzeln endet ein drittes Tal im Norden an der Roa-Scharte (2616 m, auch Campiller Joch) mit dem Campiller Grat (Cresta de Longiarü) westlich und dem bereits zur Puezgruppe gehörenden Piz Duleda (2908 m) östlich. Auch die Roascharte führt in das Campiller Tal.
Das Wasserrinnental, das Val-dal-Ega-Tal und das Roatal verlaufen parallel nach Süden und sind jeweils durch den Torkofel und die Kanzeln getrennt. Sie münden auf Forces de Siëlles und der Cislesalpe. Im Osten hebt sich das Forces-de-Siëlles-Tal zur Forces-de-Siëlles-Scharte (2514 m), die ins Puezgebiet führt.
Westliche Ausläufer
Westlich an die Pana-Scharte anschließend befindet sich mit der Seceda (2518 m) der höchste Gipfel der westlichen Ausläufer der Geislergruppe, die von hier in einem langen, zu großen Teilen bewaldeten Kamm zum Eisacktal hin abfallen. Über die Waldgrenze reichen in diesem wenig ausgeprägten Gebirgszug nur noch die Raschötzer Almen hinauf, sowie der gleich bei der Seceda abzweigende und nach Süden gegen Gröden vorgeschobene Pitschberg.
Etymologie
Die Gruppe ist nach der Geislerspitze (Gran Odla) benannt. Diese wiederum verdankt ihren Namen mit einiger Wahrscheinlichkeit einem jedoch nicht nachweisbaren Grundbesitzer namens Geisel, was eine Kurzform von Giselher ist.
(Wikipedia)
Der Sass Rigais (ladinisch Sas Rigais) ist ein Berg in der Geislergruppe in den Südtiroler Dolomiten. Aufgrund seiner wuchtigen Form gilt er als Hauptgipfel der Geislerspitzen und ist mit einer Höhe von 3025 m zusammen mit der benachbarten Furchetta ihr höchster Gipfel.
Lage und Umgebung
Der Sass Rigais befindet sich im Zentrum der Geislerspitzen, die einen Teil des Bergkamms zwischen Gröden im Süden und dem Villnößtal im Norden bilden und im Naturpark Puez-Geisler unter Schutz gestellt sind. Im Westen wird er durch die Mittagsscharte (2597 m) vom Sas de Mesdì (2762 m) getrennt, im Osten durch das Wasserrinnental (Val dla Saliëries) und die Saliëries-Scharte vom Torkofel (2970 m) und von der Furchetta (3025 m) abgegrenzt.
Alpinismus
Die touristische Erstbesteigung des Sass Rigais gelang am 4. Juli 1878 Giorgio und Giovanni Bernard, Bruno Wagner und Eduard Niglutsch über die Westseite; der Ostgrat wurde am 13. September 1888 von Heinrich Heß, Robert Hans Schmitt und Karl Schulz bezwungen.[1] 1890 gelang Johann Santner eine Winterbesteigung. Die Nordwestwand, die fast senkrecht Richtung Villnöß abfällt wurde 1901 von Viktor Wolf von Glanvell und Günther von Saar erstmals durchstiegen.
Der Gipfel des Sass Rigais ist heute durch zwei Klettersteige erschlossen. Der eine Klettersteig, der in seinen Ursprüngen in das frühe 20. Jahrhundert zurückreicht, startet an der Mittagsscharte, die von St. Christina aus über den Col Raiser und die Regensburger Hütte, aber auch von Villnößer Seite aus erreicht werden kann. Von hier führt er über die große Südwestflanke zum Gipfelkreuz. Der andere, als etwas schwieriger eingestufte Klettersteig beginnt an der Saliëries-Scharte am oberen Ende des Wasserrinnentals und durchzieht die Ostflanke des Bergs.
Etymologie
Sas ist das ladinische Wort für Fels, die Herkunft von Rigais liegt allerdings im Dunkeln. Volksetymologisch wird das Wort gerne als Verballhornung des deutschen Rehgeiß gedeutet, da alte Grödner erzählen, unter den Felsen des Berges seien früher viele Setzplätze von Rehen gewesen. Eine andere Theorie bringt Rigais mit dem altladinischen Wort reguz in Zusammenhang, das so viel wie „senkrechte Geländefalte“ bedeutet und sich demnach auf die große Falte an der Nordwand beziehen soll.
Trivia
Reinhold Messner kletterte im Alter von fünf Jahren diesen Berg nach eigener Aussage als seinen allerersten Dreitausender.
(Wikipedia)
Glad the station has a lift because having a large car park we often got wheelchair customer who had difficulty in access. Well done TFL to introducing one.
IAIS gave me a great day-belated birthday gift with a shuttle move of the Silvis-bound donation special a couple years ago. It was a terribly frustrating chase with the most diverse weather conditions I’ve faced in 6 hours in Iowa and a bunch of shit traffic. Compounding the difficulty was the general size and makeup of the consist, but it looked pretty neat at the famed Oxford bend not far west of Iowa City.
One of three flowering plants seen growing wild along the shores of Lake Ontario in Toronto.
Thanks for visiting, enjoy each day, stay healthy and hopeful. #BeKind
a landmark of Kuchlbauer's World of Beer is an architecture designed by the world famous artist Friedensreich Hundertwasser.
Abensberg, Bavaria
Germany
I have difficulty seeing these expressive eyes in zoos---- always makes me think of "Planet of the Apes" and how we could easily be the ones on the other side of the fence.
Orangutan at the Cincinnati Zoo. Very nice outdoor exhibit, lots of room to grow and move and live--- but not the same as being free in the wild. Maybe safer...........
Chosen as cover photo for the Nice as it Gets Level 7 group
February 8, 2016, AND Admin Pick of the Week
Technical difficulties have prevented me from posting the Lightroom version, which really isn't different from this original scan ("SOOC"...right, Eileen?); the geek gods give me all sorts of reasons I can't do it, but in this case, Apple does just fine. All or some of that "chat" (Frisco-ese for ballast) seems to have come from a pit west of Chelsea, northeast of Tulsa. Here a westbound local makes a pickup (or maybe setting off empties from a project east of here) behind a CLEAN A-B-B-A set of Llanuza'a Favorites, led by the 22.
Taken on the first day of the Government Shut down. I woke up at 4 and knew I needed to try and get into the park before the barricades were put up. I drove in via tha Moose Entrance without any difficulty. When I reached Oxbow their were already about 40 cars and one big tour bus. By sunrise people were everywhere trying to get one last photo. The sunrise did not disappoint. Everyone was thrilled at the lasting memory they would go away with. When I finally left the park at noon to start home the entrances were barricaded and police were present. I keep thinking about all the small towns that cater to the Park System and how they depend on tourist. So unfair. I can't figure out what message is being sent by keeping the parks closed? Just open the parks....
A duo of ex-Conrail SD40-2s takes M434 around the shallow S-curve into CP 3 where the train will shove into North Bergen Yard. Despite having a much shorter train than usual, they would later have some difficulty battling the grades in New York.
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.
In Florida, the difficulty of taking photos at the water level resides in the fact that there may be snakes in the grass and alligators in the water, which has nothing to do with the northern regions. When I shoot at the water level, I check if alligators are close by and if there are snakes in the grass, but would I really see them ???
When the "locals" see me lying so close to the water, either they smile or they tell me that only tourists are not aware of the danger of doing so.
Some told me that they saw alligators attacking deer and would not want to be in my place.
En Floride, la difficulté de prendre des photos au niveau de l'eau réside au fait qu'il peut y avoir des serpents dans l'herbe et des alligators dans l'eau, ce qui n'a rien à voir avec les régions nordiques. Lorsque je prends de telles photos au niveau de l'eau, je regarde attentivement si des alligators peuvent s'approcher de moi et s'il y a des serpents dans l'herbe, mais est-ce que je les verrais vraiment???
Lorsque les "locaux" me voient ainsi étendu près de l'eau, soit qu'ils sourient ou soit qu'ils me disent que seuls les touristes font preuve de tant de négligence, qu'ils ont déjà vu des alligators s'attaquer à des cerfs, qu'ils ne voudraient pas être à ma place.
Orange county, Florida, USA
The difficulties with low winter sunshine and long shadows have done nothing to detract away from GB Railfreight Class 66 diesel locomotive 66785 as it approaches Rugeley Trent Valley station with a consist of loaded wagons working 6B92 Tunstead Sidings to Northampton Castle Yard
"Life is a Rainbow - One year in colours"
February : Grey [5/52 weeks]
" Nous portons les cicatrices de nos blessures. À nous de les honorer, car elles disent aussi que nous avons survécu et qu'elles nous ont rendus plus forts ou plus lucides. "
Cit. by Jacques Salomé
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“The difficulty in dealing with a maze or labyrinth lies not so much in navigating the convolutions to find the exit but in not entering in the first place.
…do not be tempted into futility.”
- Vera Nazarian
Os Passadiços de Vizela oferecem um percurso pedonal linear de aproximadamente 5,5 a 6 quilómetros (11 a 12 km, ida e volta) ao longo do rio Vizela, ligando a Ponte Romana à Cascata de Rompecias. A estrutura de madeira, acessível a todos e com iluminação LED, integra-se na paisagem, atravessando zonas urbanas, rurais e florestais, incluindo o Parque das Termas. Este projeto, de dificuldade fácil, visa a valorização do património natural e paisagístico, inserindo-se numa iniciativa mais vasta de criação de ecovias na região. A arquitetura dos passadiços proporciona uma experiência imersiva na natureza, promovendo o contacto com a biodiversidade local e a preservação do ecossistema ribeirinho, permitindo o usufruto sustentável do espaço sem prejudicar o ambiente.
The Vizela Footbridges offer a linear pedestrian route of approximately 5.5 to 6 kilometers (11 to 12 km, round trip) along the Vizela River, connecting the Roman Bridge to the Rompecias Waterfall. The wooden structure, accessible to all and with LED lighting, is integrated into the landscape, crossing urban, rural and forest areas, including the Parque das Termas. This project, of easy difficulty, aims to enhance the natural and landscape heritage, being part of a broader initiative to create eco-routes in the region. The architecture of the walkways provides an immersive experience in nature, promoting contact with local biodiversity and the preservation of the riverside ecosystem, allowing the sustainable use of the space without harming the environment.