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Difficulty on this shot was a 10! Just to get down to the falls from the trail is super sketchy. Fallen trees and boulders everywhere, the angles of everything were frustrating to compose. But, in the end I got this 1 shot and I love it!
95/365.
part of you always stays behind.
i want a new title. i hate this one.
concept was inspired by one of lissy elles photos.
my autofocus is effed. and i know a lot of people use manual for self-portraits, but to me its so hard. im half blind so i have a hard time focusing things through a tiny screen. i was sweating and exhausted by the end of this shoot. running back and forth trying to get that damned focus right was not exactly the most fun.
p.s. im thinking ill leave my print giveaway open for one week. ill close it on monday.
View from Mt Difficulty Vineyard in Bannockburn where we are having lunch. April 27, 2016 Central Otago in the South Island of New Zealand.
The Cellar Door at Mt Difficulty Wines is known as much for its dramatic views of rugged rock and thyme landscapes as it is for its stylish wine and food.
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: www.mtdifficulty.co.nz/aboutus/ourstory.html
I have difficulty growing this cardinal flower (lobelia cardinalis), which is a shame, as it is a favorite of the hummingbirds at this time of the year...
This was taken in Tahoe.
I had some difficulties with this roll of film, they all turned out blue. :)
This one made me feel very warm even thought the colors are cool.
I like it!
film
I have to remind you, because I'm in need of some extra cash for film for my trip to Chicago. I am still selling prints. Just contact me.
alaynajay@gmail.com
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"Alexithymia is defined by:
1. difficulty identifying feelings and distinguishing between feelings and the bodily sensations of emotional arousal
2. difficulty describing feelings to other people
3. constricted imaginal processes, as evidenced by a scarcity of fantasies
4. a stimulus-bound, externally oriented cognitive style."
The best of Cuba, by far, are the Cuban people. Energetic, kind, with lots of positive energy despite all the difficulties. An amazing country. This lady invited me to a coffee and introduced me her family.
Photo taken a few kilometers away from Reford Gardens | Les Jardins de Metis located at Grand Metis.
Visit : www.refordgardens.com/
From Wikipedia:
Elsie Stephen Meighen - born January 22, 1872, Perth, Ontario - and Robert Wilson Reford - born in 1867, Montreal - got married on June 12, 1894.
Elsie Reford was a pioneer of Canadian horticulture, creating one of the largest private gardens in Canada on her estate, Estevan Lodge in eastern Québec. Located in Grand-Métis on the south shore of the St. Lawrence River, her gardens have been open to the public since 1962 and operate under the name Les Jardins de Métis and Reford Gardens.
Born January 22, 1872 at Perth, Ontario, Elsie Reford was the eldest of three children born to Robert Meighen and Elsie Stephen. Coming from modest backgrounds themselves, Elsie’s parents ensured that their children received a good education. After being educated in Montreal, she was sent to finishing school in Dresden and Paris, returning to Montreal fluent in both German and French, and ready to take her place in society.
She married Robert Wilson Reford on June 12, 1894. She gave birth to two sons, Bruce in 1895 and Eric in 1900. Robert and Elsie Reford were, by many accounts, an ideal couple. In 1902, they built a house on Drummond Street in Montreal. They both loved the outdoors and they spend several weeks a year in a log cabin they built at Lac Caribou, south of Rimouski. In the autumn they hunted for caribou, deer, and ducks. They returned in winter to ski and snowshoe. Elsie Reford also liked to ride. She had learned as a girl and spent many hours riding on the slopes of Mount Royal. And of course, there was salmon-fishing – a sport at which she excelled.
In her day, she was known for her civic, social, and political activism. She was engaged in philanthropic activities, particularly for the Montreal Maternity Hospital and she was also the moving force behind the creation of the Women’s Canadian Club of Montreal, the first women club in Canada. She believed it important that the women become involved in debates over the great issues of the day, « something beyond the local gossip of the hour ». Her acquaintance with Lord Grey, the Governor-General of Canada from 1904 to 1911, led to her involvement in organizing, in 1908, Québec City’s tercentennial celebrations. The event was one of many to which she devoted herself in building bridges with French-Canadian community.
During the First World War, she joined her two sons in England and did volunteer work at the War Office, translating documents from German into English. After the war, she was active in the Victorian Order of Nurses, the Montreal Council of Social Agencies, and the National Association of Conservative Women.
In 1925 at the age of 53 years, Elsie Reford was operated for appendicitis and during her convalescence, her doctor counselled against fishing, fearing that she did not have the strength to return to the river.”Why not take up gardening?” he said, thinking this a more suitable pastime for a convalescent woman of a certain age. That is why she began laying out the gardens and supervising their construction. The gardens would take ten years to build, and would extend over more than twenty acres.
Elsie Reford had to overcome many difficulties in bringing her garden to life. First among them were the allergies that sometimes left her bedridden for days on end. The second obstacle was the property itself. Estevan was first and foremost a fishing lodge. The site was chosen because of its proximity to a salmon river and its dramatic views – not for the quality of the soil.
To counter-act nature’s deficiencies, she created soil for each of the plants she had selected, bringing peat and sand from nearby farms. This exchange was fortuitous to the local farmers, suffering through the Great Depression. Then, as now, the gardens provided much-needed work to an area with high unemployment. Elsie Reford’s genius as a gardener was born of the knowledge she developed of the needs of plants. Over the course of her long life, she became an expert plantsman. By the end of her life, Elsie Reford was able to counsel other gardeners, writing in the journals of the Royal Horticultural Society and the North American Lily Society. Elsie Reford was not a landscape architect and had no training of any kind as a garden designer. While she collected and appreciated art, she claimed no talents as an artist.
Elsie Stephen Reford died at her Drummond Street home on November 8, 1967 in her ninety-sixth year.
In 1995, the Reford Gardens ("Jardins de Métis") in Grand-Métis were designated a National Historic Site of Canada, as being an excellent Canadian example of the English-inspired garden.(Wikipedia)
Visit : en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elsie_Reford
LES JARDINS DE MÉTIS
Créés par Elsie Reford de 1926 à 1958, ces jardins témoignent de façon remarquable de l’art paysager à l’anglaise. Disposés dans un cadre naturel, un ensemble de jardins exhibent fleurs vivaces, arbres et arbustes. Le jardin des pommetiers, les rocailles et l’Allée royale évoquent l’œuvre de cette dame passionnée d’horticulture. Agrémenté d’un ruisseau et de sentiers sinueux, ce site jouit d’un microclimat favorable à la croissance d’espèces uniques au Canada. Les pavots bleus et les lis, privilégiés par Mme Reford, y fleurissent toujours et contribuent , avec d’autres plantes exotiques et indigènes, à l’harmonie de ces lieux.
Created by Elsie Reford between 1926 and 1958, these gardens are an inspired example of the English art of the garden. Woven into a natural setting, a series of gardens display perennials, trees and shrubs. A crab-apple orchard, a rock garden, and the Long Walk are also the legacy of this dedicated horticulturist. A microclimate favours the growth of species found nowhere else in Canada, while the stream and winding paths add to the charm. Elsie Reford’s beloved blue poppies and lilies still bloom and contribute, with other exotic and indigenous plants, to the harmony of the site.
Commission des lieux et monuments historiques du Canada
Historic Sites and Monuments Board of Canada.
Gouvernement du Canada – Government of Canada
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As stressful and challenging as the COVID-19 pandemic is, I am grateful that the store shelves are stocked and that we can shop in safe and convenient way. I am also mindful of those that are struggling with food scarcity, financial difficulties, health problems, and so many other issues and realize that I must do my part and help where I am able. We are all in this together!
This is a 360 shot using an Insta360 OneR and an invisible selfie stick.
With great difficulty, even with a 28mm lens it's hard to get a good shot of the inside of the Sidings Springs Observatory in the Warrumbungles. A lift takes visitors to an observation room which is inside one of the big domes (see my earlier photo for this big one open to visitors). It is glassed off from the internal workings which tower above you while observing the observatory. The doors were not open to the sky of course being daylight, presumably as it is an optical telescope although there are also infra-red ones on site. How these differ in operation, I will leave up to interested googlers!
I wonder where the eye cup is? (OK, I am being facetious, I am sure it's all computerised) and no doubt all that equipment is to position and focus the telescope which must be hiding on the far right hand side.
"A smooth sea never made a skillful sailor." Unknown.
Coast photography is fraught with difficulties. The sand that sneaks through each slit of the gear and can scratch our precious lenses, the wind that threatens to fall the tripod, the waves that uncontrollably break against the rocks where we stand, water in suspension that dirties filters and lenses, and so on. But it still offers such magical possibilities that it is difficult to resist.
In the province of Cádiz we have the wonderful "Costa de la Luz". When I returned here a few months ago to dedicate myself to photography, I did it with the idea of immortalizing the most incredible places of our mountains as well as our coast. Normally I go alone to photograph, but this day I was fortunate to be accompanied by the nature photographer Reklu Fernández. I could not imagine that in the best moment of the sunset we would be surrounded by a group of about ten "guys" who looked us defiantly. At first we thought we were going to suffer an assault, but after deciding to leave the place with relative ease and check that they were not following us, we came to the conclusion that their intentions were different. It is really sad to know that our coast is dangerous during the winter because the drug traffic is not controlled enough. I would like my photos to attract visitors to our province, but I am obliged to warn that at twilight it is better to avoid parts of the coast where you can find yourself alone. We left quickly and nothing happened. We will return in summer when the coast will be full of tourists and there will be more security. We will not give up taking more photos on the coast.
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"Ningún mar en calma hizo experto a un marinero." Anónimo.
La fotografía de costa está plagada de dificultades. La arena que se cuela por cada rendija del equipo y puede rayar nuestros preciados objetivos, el viento que amenaza con caer el trípode, las olas que rompen incontrolablemente contra las rocas donde nos situamos, el agua en suspensión que ensucia filtros y lentes, etc. Pero aún así ofrece posibilidades tan mágicas que es difícil resistirse.
En la provincia de Cádiz contamos con la maravillosa Costa de la Luz. Cuando volví hace unos meses aquí para dedicarme a la fotografía, lo hice con la idea de inmortalizar los lugares más increíbles tanto de nuestra sierra como de nuestra costa. Normalmente voy solo a fotografiar, pero este día tuve la suerte de ir acompañado del fotógrafo de naturaleza Reklu Fernández. No me podía imaginar que en el mejor momento del atardecer íbamos a ser rodeados por un grupo de unos diez individuos que nos miraban desafiantes. Al principio pensamos que íbamos a sufrir un robo, pero después de decidir abandonar el lugar con relativa tranquilidad y comprobar que no nos seguían, llegamos a la conclusión de que sus intenciones eran otras. Es muy triste saber que nuestra costa es peligrosa durante el invierno porque no se vigila lo suficiente el tráfico de drogas. Me gustaría que mis fotos atrajeran visitantes a nuestra provincia, pero me veo en la obligación de avisar que a la hora del crepúsculo mejor evitar partes de la costa donde os podáis encontrar solos. Nosotros nos fuimos rápido y no pasó nada. Volveremos en verano cuando la costa esté llena de turistas y haya más seguridad. No vamos a renunciar a hacer más fotos de nuestra costa.
E' difficile al giorno d'oggi navigare tra le stelle.
Tenersi in equilibrio tra lo sciocco e il vanesio, virare a dritta accostando il pazzo, mettersi al traverso per evitare la collisione con il presuntuoso, riaccostare a sinistra per cercare acque migliori dove poter mettere l'animo predisposto a solcare spazi certi per raggiungere la stella preferita.
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
...towards the future.
The difficulties I find with merely existing (thanks to a personality disorder) make my life fairly dull and mundane. It's little adventures like this one to a building site that spice up my life. I'm nervous, so it gives excitement, I don't like heights so scaling structures is a thrill- that sort of thing. Tell most people I had a good night out at a housing development... and they probably wouldn't understand.
It was pretty cool getting this shot, as it was taken from an unfinished bridge. I've been to many a bridge in my time to get light trails, but this was quite different. Knowing I'm the very first photographer to get this view- that felt pretty special.
This is the first car-light-trail I've kept so far in my use of the Voigtlander 21mm. It's always been just that little bit *too* wide for my liking. This time though, it's helped me capture both the motorway and the construction site offices. It makes it that little bit different from my previous efforts.
By 1816 Betts and his immediate family were experiencing serious financial difficulties and while it is not known when or where he died, property originally owned by him was certainly for sale by 1825 when the area’s second citizen of note arrived from Scotland by way of Blackville. Robert Doak (b. April 4, 1785) had been born in Ochiltree, Ayshire, the son of Agnes (Duncan) and Robert Doak, Senior. In 1808, he married Jane Kirkland and in 1815 when he was only 30, he and his family arrived on the Miramichi where he worked for several years as an innkeeper. In 1818, however, his elder brother James and his family joined Robert on the Miramichi. The brothers formed a partnership with Alexander MacLaggan who was operating a sawmill in Blackville. In the early 1820s, while continuing their partnership with MacLaggan, the Doak brothers moved twenty miles up river where their father, Robert Doak, Senior, had recently settled. Here in what was to become known as “Doaktown,” they acquired a considerable amount of property (some of it from the family of Ephraim Betts) and established water-powered carding and grist mills, a sawmill, an oat mill, and an extensive farming operation.
Robert Doak, rather than his elder brother James, became the settlement’s leading citizen, serving not only as the community’s largest employer but also as a School Trustee, Town Clerk, Clerk of the Market and Justice of the Peace. Such was his prominence that he became known far and wide as “Squire” Doak.
DRS pair 88009 'Diana' and 68004 'Rapid' double head the diverted 4M48 Mossend - Daventry intermodal into Millerhill Yard, with the 88 leading on diesel mode and the 68 assisting after coming round the unelectrified Edinburgh Sub line.
Having followed the train up towards the South end of the yard, I witnessed the 88 pan up and back down numerous times but it looked like it just didn't want to take power from the wires despite the valiant attempts from the driver. The train eventually departed the yard about 40 minutes after arrival, still with the 88 on diesel, and I imagine the driver would've attempted the coax the loco into drawing power after getting onto the ECML.
The later divert 4M82, worked by 88007 and 68006, experienced the same problems and sat for about 60 minutes in Millerhill, even longer than 4M48. I'm not exactly sure if the problem was to do with the wires in Millerhill, or if it was to do with the 88s having trouble switching to electric while working in multi with the diesel 68s, but nonetheless it delayed both services by quite some time and clearly puzzled the drivers.
I really have difficulty finding any images from my archive that relate to pigs; so I took a snap shot from the street vendor to show these spring (red) couplets that we can hang around our main doors to welcome the coming year with good fortune and I would love to wish you all the best in the year of the pig! Gong Xi Fa Cai (恭喜發財)!
A project that explores the difficulty of Japanese society in expressing itself frankly and truthfully, which has taken me far beyond what I initially thought, and it was pure grace. At first I decided to use butoh dance as a narrative device in order to help me and my subjects expressing what would have been impossible showing otherwise. Then relating to the difficulty to express themselves being marginalized for not conforming to the high standards of Japanese society, I wanted to portray some people without limbs who thanks to fashion, art and sport have been able to find new sources of beauty and meaning.
Braeburn to Carmacks Expedition via Waterways.
Section Three: Klusha Creek. KM 295 [61°36'2.6"N/135°51'30.2"W] Put-in to Twin Lakes.
Due to the unknown factor of the water-level and navigation difficulties I decided against taking my Fuji X-T1 along. Unfortunately that means less image quality and some skies blown out because LCD's are no longer usable for me outdoors without glasses. This one was photographed with my old FZ35.
I couldn't find any information of previous attempts to paddle this river system and I doubt many have, as the water level is quite low. This means dragging the boat behind for long stretches, climbing over numerous log jams and beaver dams, and diving under overhanging brush and sweepers. There were some really bad obstructions in this section, but the creeks scenery changes a lot and is quite pleasant.
Alberta, Canada
Yamnuska translates to "wall of stone" and is derived from the Stoney Nakoda word Iyamnathka that describes steep cliffs or "the flat faced mountain." Standing at approximately 2,240 m (7,350 ft) above sea level, Mount Yamnuska is the last mountain on the north side of the Bow River valley (Bow Valley) as it exits the mountains for the foothills and prairie of Alberta. Located close to Calgary, it is a popular "great scramble". It is also a popular rock climbing destination, with over 100 routes of all difficulty levels spread out across its face.
The source of numerous psychic disturbances and difficulties occasioned by man's progressive alienation from his instinctual foundation, i.e., by his uprootedness and identification with his conscious knowledge of himself, by his concern with consciousness at the expense of the unconscious. The result is that modern man can know himself only in so far as he can become conscious of himself--his consciousness therefor orients itself chiefly by observing and investigating the world around him, and it is to its peculiarities that he must adapt his psychic and technical resources. This task is so exacting, and its fulfillment so advantageous, that he forgets himself in the process, losing sight of his instinctual nature and putting his own conception of himself in place of his real being. In this way he slips imperceptibly into a purely conceptual world where the products of his conscious activity progressively replace reality. Separation from his instinctual nature inevitably plunges civilized man into the conflict between conscious and unconscious, spirit and nature, knowledge and faith, a split that becomes pathological the moment his consciousness is no longer able to neglect or suppress his instinctual side.
-Carl Gustav Jung
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"The best way out of a difficulty is through it."
~ Anonymous
memories, memories, memories...
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1. "Be a friend to yourself, and others will.",
2. "Have you smiled today? It is healthy for you to smile every day!,
3. "A lovely flower blossom looks its best in the sunshine.",
4. "The wonderful thing about flowers is how they smile when they bloom."
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Good morning everyone! Hope all is well with you!
I continue to have difficulties with flickr . . . . for some reason my contact's page is full of the same image from different people . . . . then when I click on the image it takes me to someone else's stream - whom I do not know! So, I am doing my best to visit -
be patient with me. Is anyone else having problems?
Wish everyone a great Monday and Thanksgiving week! e
If you have the time . . . this is really best seen on black.
and an optimist is one who makes opportunities of his difficulties :-)
Harry Truman
rose, 'Rainbow sorbet', little theater rose garden, Raleigh, north carolina
Excerpt from bluelapisroad.wordpress.com/2022/02/18/architectural-gem-...:
In Kennedy Town, less than three hundred meters from Smithfield Municipal Market and Forbes Street Playground (site of the former slaughterhouses), a sleepy neighbourhood has been tucked away on a quiet hill slope for a hundred years. A staircase on Sands Street is all it takes to separate the two worlds, one bustling and the other tranquil. Once consisted of seven terraces built on the slope between Hong Kong University above and Belcher’s Street below, the secluded neighbourhood is commonly known as the Seven Terraces of Sai Wan (西環七臺). Also called Western District, “Sai Wan” is the general name for the area encompassing Kennedy Town (堅尼地城), Shek Tong Tsui (石塘咀) and Sai Ying Pun (西營盤). The seven terraces can be traced back to Li Sing (李陞), the richest Chinese merchant in 19th century Hong Kong. One of his sons Li Po Lung (李寶龍) inherited the sloped land when his father died in 1900. Li Po Lung decided to develop the land into residential terraces and an amusement park. He named the terraces and amusement park with references to his favorite ancient Chinese poet Li Bai (李白). Chinese pavilions, outdoor stages, dance floors, merry-go-round, playgrounds, and even an artificial pond for rowing boats, coupled with street performances, handicraft fair, small fireworks, chess competitions, etc. made Tai Pak Lau (太白樓), Li’s amusement park, into a trendy destination from 1915 and on. It was especially popular with wealthy men and prostitutes coming from the nearby Shek Tong Tsui (石塘咀), the city’s most famous red light and entertainment district in early 20th century. Just like many places in Hong Kong, Tai Pak Lau was rather short-lived, lasting for merely nine years before closing down due to financial difficulties of Li Po Lung. The park was then converted into today’s Tai Pak Terrace (太白臺) residential street. Despite the bankruptcy of Li Po Lung in 1924, the seven terraces, especially the topmost terraces such as Academic Terrace (學士臺), To Li Terrace (桃李臺) and Ching Lin Terrace (青蓮臺), continued to thrive as an upscale residential neighbourhood for wealthy Chinese.
Under the category of never did this enough, CP-D&H's daily Saratoga Springs, NY to Albany train 450-451 was noting short of interesting during the 2010-2012 time period. The train featured all types of EMD power. Iowa Chicago & Eastern SD40-2's came into CP's fold and were deployed system-wide including in the Northeast areas.This train was a definite favorite for the guys who lived close to the Capitol region near Albany. Everything from CP and SOO to D&H blue and gray, and colorful leasers plied the rails making it a must to see. Shooting the northbound run was not without its' difficulties, when the crew reached Kenwood and was ready to go north, it all depended how long lunch lasted whether you'd get sun on the northbound trip. We lucked out this day on July 2, 2011 with ICE 6430-6418 and CP packman 5750 crossing the Mohawk River in Cohoes, NY.
I have difficulty identifying mushrooms to species and making this more difficult is the fact that some Boletus have recently been assigned the genus Suillus. If I have the species correct, perhaps this is correctly called Suillus edulus.
Also, maybe this is B or S. granulatus. These specimens are large (6-9 inches across). This and the other 3 that I photographed were growing along a road that the South Fork Tieton Trail, Yakima County, Washington crosses. Animals are eating them and apparently uprooted one of them.
My goal was to hike this trail, locate and photograph Spruce Grouse but I found none.
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But besides some difficulties loading film and metering, I had an absolute blast bouncing along the hiking trail, photographing everything I could. Rain? No problems, the Konica can handle that. Can't see more than a few metres? Awesome! Fog makes photography much easier. :-)
Film: Kodak Ektar 100
Camera: Konica Autoreflex T3 with 50 mm f1.8
Developed by Fotopro.
Digitised with a digital camera. Positive conversion, colour and levels done with Negative Lab Pro.
When I first visited the west coast of North America I had great difficulty identifying the various cormorant species. In breeding plumage they are easy, but for the rest of the year, and in juvenile plumage, they are difficult. In breeding plumage Brandt's Cormorant has a blue throat and a few white head plumes, and it is a bit bigger: www.flickr.com/photos/timmelling/54392497392/in/photolist Pelagic Cormorant has a white thigh spot and a tufted head and a small area of red skin on the face: www.flickr.com/photos/timmelling/14829399299/in/photolist And finally the Red-faced Cormorant is usually only in the far north and has head tufts and a larger area of orange on the face, not red as the name suggests: www.flickr.com/photos/timmelling/14853001059/in/photolist But both Brandt's and Pelagic occur right along the Pacific coast of the USA and Canada.
So what species are these in non-breeding plumage with no helpful colours, or crests, or thigh spots? Well these are all Pelagic Cormorants, apart from one Brandt's, which is the bird facing left just left of centre. You can see it is a bit bigger than the others with a thicker neck and bigger bill. It is usually the thin broom-handle neck that I use to identify Pelagic Cormorants as size is difficult to judge on isolated birds. The gull is Glaucous-winged by the way. I photographed them on an offshore rock near Zeballos on the west coast of Vancouver Island.
One last thing, when I started birdwatching most of the world's cormorants were in the same genus Phalacrocorax. But DNA has shown that these three North Pacific cormorant species (plus the recently extinct Spectacled Cormorant) are well separated, so have been placed in the genus Urile, which is the Russian name for Red-faced Cormorant, seen here showing its double head tuft: www.flickr.com/photos/timmelling/51873618680/in/photolist
The Library of Congress Spanish trapper, telling about the trappers' war 1941
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Title
Spanish muskrat trapper, telling about the trappers' war, the long fight and difficulties between them and the company men. Delacroix Island, Saint Bernard Parish, Louisiana
Contributor Names
Wolcott, Marion Post, 1910-1990, photographer
Created / Published
1941 Jan.
Subject Headings
- United States--Louisiana--Saint Bernard Parish--Delacroix Island
Headings
Safety film negatives.
Genre
Safety film negatives
Notes
- Title and other information from caption card.
- Transfer; United States. Office of War Information. Overseas Picture Division. Washington Division; 1944.
- More information about the FSA/OWI Collection is available at hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.fsaowi
- Temp. note: usf34batch6
- Film copy on SIS roll 7, frame 1881.
Medium
1 negative : safety ; 3 1/4 x 4 1/4 inches or smaller.
Call Number/Physical Location
LC-USF34- 056794-D [P&P] LOT 1714 (corresponding photographic print)
Source Collection
Farm Security Administration - Office of War Information Photograph Collection (Library of Congress)
Repository
Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division Washington, D.C. 20540 USA hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.print
Digital Id
fsa 8c14526 //hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/fsa.8c14526
Library of Congress Control Number
2017806148
Reproduction Number
LC-USF34-056794-D (b&w film neg.)
Rights Advisory
No known restrictions. For information, see U.S. Farm Security Administration/Office of War Information Black & White Photographs www.loc.gov/rr/print/res/071_fsab.html
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No coração do Arouca Geopark, um grupo de caminhantes aventura-se pelo trilho PR14 – A Aldeia Mágica, uma rota com cerca de 4 km que liga Covelo de Paivó à isolada aldeia de Drave. O percurso, de dificuldade moderada, serpenteia por entre afloramentos rochosos de xisto e granito, típicos da Serra da Freita, e testemunha a resiliência da vegetação autóctone, que se regenera após incêndios florestais. A paisagem, caracterizada por vales e encostas, oferece vistas panorâmicas sobre as Montanhas Mágicas e conduz ao Poço da Cadela em Regoufe, um antigo complexo mineiro. Drave, desabitada desde 2009 e acessível somente a pé, recompensa os caminhantes com as suas casas de xisto e ribeira cristalina, servindo atualmente como base para atividades do Corpo Nacional de Escutas. A exposição solar ao longo do trilho exige preparação adequada para desfrutar plenamente desta paisagem serrana.
In the heart of the Arouca Geopark, a group of hikers venture along the PR14 trail – The Magic Village, a route of about 4 km that connects Covelo de Paivó to the isolated village of Drave. The route, of moderate difficulty, winds through rocky outcrops of shale and granite, typical of the Serra da Freita, and bears witness to the resilience of the native vegetation, which regenerates after forest fires. The landscape, characterized by valleys and slopes, offers panoramic views of the Magic Mountains and leads to Poço da Cadela in Regoufe, an old mining complex. Drave, uninhabited since 2009 and accessible only on foot, rewards hikers with its shale houses and crystal-clear streams, currently serving as a base for National Scout Corps activities. Sun exposure along the trail requires adequate preparation to fully enjoy this mountain landscape.
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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.
I'm having difficulty letting go of the 'jack-o-lanterns as a metaphor for life' theme lately. Problem is, they are still out there. Most people in the village have stashed away their Halloween deco and cleaned up the remains. But here and there I come upon scenes like this with rotting pumpkins slowly dissolving into orange goo. For reasons I can't explain, I find them even more compelling now that I did when they were freshly carved. I think it's fueled in part by the sense of personality imbued by the facial features which are softening in the way I associate with elderly people. The effect is heightened by the manner in which the jack-o-lanterns are cast off and left to decay right where they were originally placed. I've had a lifelong fascination with sadness in the decay of objects that were originally intended to bring happiness. That concept is becoming less abstract for me these days. Deep down is a realization that, with each passing year, I have much more in common with these decomposing jack-o-lanterns than I care to admit.
Whenever people suffered the difficulty in real life, they either faced the challenge with courage or hided themselves in their secret garden temporiarily, 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 real 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.
Moremi Game Reserve
Okavango Delta
Botswana
Southern Africa
Botswana has the largest elephant population on the continent due to tight protection and civil unrest in neighbouring countries. The relative difficulty in accessing the wildlife areas coupled with the military threat to poachers has allowed the elephant population in Botswana to grow.
The Chobe River front was once only a part of the ancient elephant migration routes but with civil war in Angola and the war of liberation in Namibia the elephants fell victim to mass poaching.
Rival armies were killing elephants for target practice and to sell ivory for weapons. The elephants reacted to this threat by not crossing Chobe River, instead the Chobe then became the dry season refuge for the herds and over the years the numbers built up and the reputation of Chobe grew.
There have been incidents of poaching in Botswana, mainly rhino, but the government decided to set up a military task force in the fight against the scourge. Poachers were ruthlessly dealt with and the task force became a full-time anti-poaching unit.
The end of the war in Namibia, and relative peace having returned to Angola, the elephants have slowly but surely started moving across the Chobe River again. There are many elephants that have not had the experience of the migration routes and still see Chobe as a dry season refuge.
The Linyanti area of Botswana was once a hunting concession but in the past 10 years, with only photographic tourism being offered, the elephants are starting to return en masse to the region and Linyanti today is being touted as equal to Chobe when it comes to elephant experience.
Other areas of Botswana such as the Okavango Delta also see high concentrations of elephant due to the permanent water source.
Nightcliff is a northern suburb of the city of Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia, and is set on the shores of Darwin Harbour (named after Charles Darwin).
Although the origin of the name Nightcliff has always been surrounded by conjecture and controversy, the naming can be tracked back to 8 September 1839 (the time of discovery of Port Darwin/Darwin Harbour by European explorers). Early that day, HMS Beagle, which was engaged on an excursion of the Australian coast, sailed into the area and anchored in Shoal Bay near Hope Inlet. John Lort Stokes, William Forsyth and several other crew members left Beagle on a longboat for an excursion and passed around Lee Point, in the vicinity of which, there appeared to be a major opening. Stokes was later to record.
"The sea breeze setting in early, we did not reach it till after dark, when we landed for observations at a cliffy projection near the eastern entrance point: this we found to be composed of a kind of clay, mixed with calcareous matter. We had some difficulty in landing, and then in scrambling up the cliffs by the light of a lantern. If any of the watchful natives happened at the time to be on the look out, they must have stood in astonishment at beholding such strange persons, who at such a time of night, with no ostensible object were visiting their shores".
The term 'Night Cliff' was thus applied to the locality, and it subsequently appeared in this form on Surveyor-General George W. Goyder's original plan of 1869. Goyder also mentioned the locality a couple of times in the diary he kept as leader of the Northern Territory Survey Expedition.
The Nightcliff foreshore was the site of Royal Australian Air Force camps with spotlights and large guns used to defend Darwin from Japanese aircraft bombing during the Second World War. During 1941, a naval outpost including a large concrete artillery outpost bunker was established on the headland. Various other defence facilities were constructed inland as large numbers of military personnel moved into the area. The 2/14 Field Regiment A.I.F. (Australian Infantry Force) was given the task of planning and constructing a hutted camp which became known as "Night Cliff's Camp". After the war, increasing pressure for suburban development caused the Nomenclature Committee of the N.T. to officially name the area on 29 October 1948. The conjoint version of the name, "Nightcliff" was adopted.
Today, a long footpath along the foreshore of Nightcliff is used for walking and cycling, particularly in the evenings after work. Along the footpath there is Nightcliff Jetty, Nightcliff Beach and Nightcliff Swimming Pool.
Taken several weeks ago now, it was a nice evening down on this beach but I had hoped for some more cloud cover. It's a difficult spot, the sand is very soft but next time I'll take the Manfrotto sand feet.
I haven't been out shooting for what seems like ages now. My mind has been busy though, considering whether or not to buy the new D800. I have reservations about its 36mp sensor or to be more precise its relatively low pixel pitch (4.88µm) which will show up diffraction at a wider aperture, estimated to be f/9. Hmm, I'm still waiting to see what Canon are bringing out to replace the 5D2 before I make my mind up. When I do make my mind up I have to consider what lens to marry it with. Presently there are 3 in contention, the Zeiss 18mm (more DoF), the Zeiss 21mm or Nikons own 16-35mm f/4. all great lenses but not such an easy choice. That is if I don't go with Canon. Any advice or help would be a help believe me.