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The lunar influence on human behavior has been termed 'The Lunar Effect' or 'The Transylvania Effect'. The influence of the full moon remains one of the most common explanations for a wide range of bizarre events from deaths to violence in a psychiatric setting.
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night wish images (x2) blened and manipulated btw pixlr and gimp
Mass Effect: Andromeda
Hattiwatti's cinematic tools; hotsampling via SRWE (~76MP); bicubic smother resampling; reshade 4.0.2
Park Place at the corner of Burrard and Dunsmuir Streets in Vancouver, Canada. The first of three painterly renditions.
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The Butterfly Effect is simply:
If a butterfly flaps its wings in China, would it have an effect on the weather patterns in London? The obvious answer is no. But since every action has an effect on other probabilities... The result is infinite.
Seen @ Utrecht Botanic Gardens, Holland.
The reason for the existence of Sugar Mill Gardens is complex. It is first and foremost, an historic site, where the ruins of the old sugar mill from the former Dunlawton Plantation stand. There is little to be endeared with in that, as it was once a place of slavery and drudgery, greed and a lifestyle built on the backs of others. By the same token, it was a necessary part of life and trade back in the day.
Slaves at one point joined forces with the Seminole Indians during a war between the Indians and settlers. After the second one, the Indians succeeded in burning the mill down. What is left is a shell and remnants of that attack, and a reminder to people that injustice doesn't go unpunished, and labor should be fair and paid for.
During the Civil War, troops from the Confederate army camped in the very spot you're looking at. Their leisure was short lived, and after the war, so was their way of life.
Fast forward about 80 years. The once vast Dunlawton Plantation would be only a memory, but making a profit off this land was still very much in the forefront. As Central Florida's tourism grew, small theme parks depicting the beauty of Florida began to emerge everywhere. Northerners came to see the alligator farm in St. Augustine, and the beach of Daytona was being used as a race track during the early years of NASCAR. Even the old plantation, now reduced to a mere 12 acres, was reinvented as Bongoland, named for Bongo, a baboon that was the caged mascot of the place. (Why a baboon is beyond me, as they are certainly not native to Florida!) Anyway, during this time, people would come and take a tram ride through the park, where some 25 large concrete sculptures of dinosaurs loomed large over the grounds. The ruins were still, there, and people would carve their initials into the coquina to mark their passage through the park and also the anals of time. Children (and adults) would unthinkingly climb on the dinosaurs to take snapshots of their adventures in the Sunshine State.
Bongoland was a fleeting thought in the history of this place, lasting only about four years. Larger and more interesting and more profitable places were springing up all over Florida, drawing attention away from tiny, Bongoland. No one has ever mentioned what happened to poor Bongo. He was probably another victim of the greed that caged him, probably sent to a zoo or something.
Years later, the land was given to the county, and the place was deemed historic, and therefore, worthy of a little maintenance and upkeep. Volunteer gardeners created much of what you see now, and the county, almost too late, began to protect the historic ruins, and the 5 remaining sculptures that hadn't been ravaged to their destruction. Donations are accepted, but no fee is charged to enter.
When I began to come here regularly, a cat named Tigger lived here. Tigger had lived on the premises for many years. His family had left him for the volunteers to take care of, and fortunately, there were those who loved him and fed him. When I met Tigger, I knew he needed more, and began seeing that he got it, taking donations myself from people here on Flickr, from vet care to more food, to flea prevention, but what Tigger really needed was a home. I had to fight for that a little, but I won him, and for the next four years, Tigger was my cat.
There were times when I'd see Tigger looking out the window at the bright, full moon, and I know he was remembering this place, and being the little ruler of it. He'd look at the moon, almost with longing, until I'd open a can of food and he realized he liked it much better without the hundreds of mosquito bites and fights with other cats, and going hungry because a raccoon stole his food and slopped up his water by washing the kibble in it!
Tigger passed away Christmas Eve of 2012, and it's still a little hard for me to go to this place. It's not the same without him there. So I take lots of photos and visit again in a year or two. It is both happy and sad for me to be here, but it's beauty and story, right down to a baboon and a little cat, need to be shared, so I go, and I tell it. Perhaps knowing a bit about Sugar Mill Gardens and the cause and effect of the place will make these photos feel just a little more alive and meaningful to you, too.
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You've got this strange effect on me...And I like it!
This Strange Effect by Hooverphonic | www.youtube.com/watch?v=gw67i1kZ9cY
I really like this photo of this outfit as it really shows the effect the 8 layer petticoat has on the skirt that is being worn over it :-)
original Ten has been bodyswapped and modded to be taller... perhaps exaggeratedly so, but that's the way i tend to visualise DT. new Ten is not modded at all... yet.
S!M is very confused...
ETA: this comic was definitely in the back of my mind:
This is a repeat of the Determination photo to illustrate the use of the fog-1 texture I made available. This version has fog-1 applied with screen, as well as the texture "Sandstorm II". I also added a linear gradient from white to black, blended with screen to add a more even fog mixture. Enjoy.
The Florida Scrub Jay is an endangered species. As of the early 1990s, the total population was estimated at about 4,000 pairs, probably a reduction of more than 90% from original numbers. Loss of habitat has been the main problem. Prime Florida oak scrub is maintained by occasional fires, so fire prevention has added to the effect of ongoing development in squeezing out the jay's habitat.
Its name is appropriate, for it lives only in Florida scrub, areas of short scrubby oaks growing on sandy soil. This habitat occurs mostly as isolated pockets, and the jays rarely wander away from their own little patch of scrub, making them extremely sedentary.
This bird is noteworthy on several counts. It lives nowhere in the world except Florida, it has a complicated social system, it has been the subject of very detailed field studies, and it is threatened by loss of habitat. Formerly considered just a race of the scrub-jays found in the west, it is now classified as a full species.
Happy T-Day everyone! May you find yourselves at a welcoming table and with plenty to eat...
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Owen loves when I close my eyes in the shower. He says it makes him believe I am at peace with myself.
This is the effect that occurs when someone is moving while taking a panorama shot with the iPhone 5.
There's been a recent mass hatching of the Blue Tiger butterflies, but every one of them have been heading from west to east, passing right past my back windows, over my yard and straight over the fence to the next garden.
I obviously don't have the right flowers for them !
And wow, so many… Got curious after several days of this parade so yesterday actually stood and counted six within one minute flutter by … all going at the rate of knots and not a chance to even try for a pic.
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Anyhoo, last Sunday, spotted a pair of Wanderers ( Monarchs ) hanging around some greenery on the lake's edge.
Turns out there was a good clump of tropical milkweed that they love.
It was only budding, not yet in flower, and they were laying eggs on the leaves.
As mentioned before, I set little challenges with my pics and always wanted to get a butterfly in flight.
I did manage to get a series, but stayed at quite a distance, to make sure the Girlz didn't wander through it all and scare off these pretties.
As for the grey day, well, it's been a typical tropical summer and we're grateful for the overcast weather lately.
Still often sticky and humid with intermittent showers, the clouds have kept us cooler with occasional gentle breezes.
As you know, the tripod gets left in the cupboard so everything's either handheld or resting on something, and sometimes you've just gotta be quick-to-get-the-pic !
So again, not perfect as there was no time to sit down and fiddle about to stabilise and I wonder if I could've scored better if I had.
Never do any good with looking through the viewfinder, forgot to put the specs on and the cloudy sky was reflecting on the screen, so I s'pose lucky to get any at all ..
I like this one because when I look at the butterfly against the water here, it has a bit of a 3D effect.
Ha, get it.. 'the butterfly effect' ...
SOOC..
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Update - Sorry, it's not a wanderer/ Monarch, oops.
Will have to google around to see what she is..
Taken with Pentax K30 using the in camera toy lens effect filter . photo taken at Blyth Northumberland
Interesting effect I found by applying filters to a stock photo of a '56 Corvette in Photoshop Elements.
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