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Exactly 6 years ago today I was allowed to visit the Wave in the Vermilion Cliffs National Monument for the 4th and last time so far.
Actually, the story began in the mid-80s when I saw pictures of the Wave in a magazine (GEO). Among other things, it said that it would take an endless hike through the desert to reach the Wave...no question of House-Rock-Valley-Road.
Well, 20 years later and wiser by a lot of information, I was lucky enough to win permits in the online lottery 4 times (2006, 2007, 2008 and 2016).
Panorama from 5 vertical images a' 24 mm.
Heute vor genau 6 Jahren durfte ich zum 4. und bislang letzten Mal die Wave im Vermilion Cliffs National Monument besuchen.
Eigentlich begann die Geschichte bereits Mitte der 80iger Jahre, als ich in einem Magazin (GEO) Bilder der Wave sah. Dort stand unter anderem, dass es eine endlose Wanderung durch die Wüste erfordere, um die Wave zu erreichen...von House-Rock-Valley-Road keine Rede.
Nun ja, 20 Jahre später und um viele Informationen klüger, hatte ich 4 mal das Glück, Genehmigungen in der online-Lotterie zu gewinnen (2006, 2007, 2008 und 2016).
Panorama aus 5 vertikalen Bildern a' 24 mm.
** Not exactly certain where I took this shot but it was somewhere on the Maine side of the Canadian border . I was driving from Bar Harbour to Saint George in Quebec I had pulled over to take a break from driving when I noticed the train tracks. I thought the tracks winding through the autumn foliage was rather pleasing
THANKS FOR YOUR VISITING BUT CAN I ASK YOU NOT TO FAVE AN IMAGE WITHOUT ALSO MAKING A COMMENT. MANY THANKS KEITH.
ANYONE MAKING MULTIPLE FAVES WITHOUT COMMENTS WILL SIMPLY BE BLOCKED
Not exactly the Shot I wanted. Wings a bit tattered; Focus not exact, Pose could be better. So, I still haven’t found what I'm looking for… But isn’t that what makes this photography thing so much fun, and a reason to get up tomorrow and try again :-)
(Nikon - Sigma 150-600 @ 600MM - 1/500 @ f7.1 - ISO 200)
Not exactly a clean shot, but this was my only encounter with this beautiful species.
Acra-retreat Mountain View Lodge
Waterval Boven
South Africa
47/52 Pick one place and don’t move from it for one hour making as many beautiful images as you can from that one point of view.
I didn't think I'd have time to do this challenge but a perfect hoar frost prompted me to delay pre-vacation chores for an hour to zip to a local park and marvel at the sights. It was a bit cold to stay in exactly the one spot but I tried :)
Exactly 3 years ago today, on an extended photo tour at home, I passed the railway line between Koblenz and Trier, where the sun was just fighting through the fog.
Heute vor genau 3 Jahren, auf einer ausgedehnten Fototour in der Heimat, kam ich an der Bahnlinie zwischen Koblenz und Trier vorbei, wo sich gerade die Sonne durch den Nebel kämpfte.
Exactly 4 weeks after our trip to Michigan to see and photograph the ice on the lake, I went to Shades State Park in Indiana for a day of Hiking and Indiana. This was at the beginning of my day. I successfully completed what they call the "6 Ravine Challenge," plus a few more trails at the end of the day. When I was done, I was worn out, but happy! (see: www.in.gov/dnr/parklake/files/sp-6RavineChallengeBrochure... )
Exactly the same conditions last night except for the usual bank of low cloud that put paid to it. Tide wasn't quite as high but the lighthouse was surrounded, just.
Woke up with no ear worm finally. Just a dog that had taken a liking to my down jacket arm.
Exactly one year ago today on the edge of a rye field in the East Eifel. In the background the "Laacher See", the largest volcanic lake in the Eifel.
There is no concrete evidence on who exactly was the first to invent the windmill, whether it was the Chinese or the Persians is up for debate. Regardless, both cultures began using this technology around the same time for the same purposes.
Some believe that the windmill technology was brought to Northern Europe as a result of the crusades, however their horizontal axis design rather than the vertical axis system, makes it just as likely that the Europeans discovered their windmill independently. The first existing illustrations from 1270 A.D. show blue-prints of the post mill type of windmill.
The post mill was composed of a four bladed mill mounted onto a central post, which used wooden cog-and-ring gears to covert the motion of the horizontal shaft to vertical motion that turned a grind stone. According to the Illustrated History of Wind Development, the wooden cog-and-ring gear was used by Vitruvius, an engineer of the Augustan Age, to develop the first horizontal axis water wheel.
The tower mill design is believed to have come into existence around the late 1300s, with the earliest known illustration being of a Normandy Mill between 1430 and 1440. The tower mill was made with sloping walls, a cap that could be rotated, a horizontal wind shaft, and vertical sails.
The smock mill, developed by the Dutch in 1526 based on the tower mill, is a vertical tapered tower with four to six sides topped with a cap that rotates to bring the sails into the wind. The smock mill was named from its resemblance to the smocks worn by farmers at the time.
Over the next 500 years windmills gained many diverse applications beyond just water-pumping and grinding grain including irrigation, drainage pumping, saw milling of timber, and processing tobacco, spices, cocoa, paints, and dyes.
This origami cat looks so much like my own little precious (her name is Lady).
It is exactly her pose when she wants something, usually an invitation to play or because she wants more food ;-))
Have a wonderful Thursday!
I used a 23x23cm sandwich paper to fold it.
Final size: height 11cm, length 11,5cm,
Model: origami Cat
Design: Yoo Tae Yong
Diagrams in the book Origami Works of Yoo Tae Yong
For all who know that frace in the titel and always wanted to know how this may look like, exactly like this. If we can visit here the dog of hell (this is the alone standing rock on the left side) this must be hell itself. It was a fantastic sunrise with relaxed minus 16 degrees and so we now also know, what temperatures are necessary for that. The name of the rock on the right side is, by the way, goose wherever this has its place in hell. This is a panoramic photograph made by five upright shots.
Für alle, die die Redewendung im Titel kennen und sich schon immer gefragt haben wie das wohl aussieht, genau so. Wenn wir hier dem Höllenhund begegnen können (das ist der einzeln stehende Felsen auf der linken Seite), dann muß das die Hölle selbst sein. Es war ein grandioser Sonnenaufgang bei entspannten minus 16 Grad, womit wir jetzt auch wissen, welche Temperaturen dafür nötig sind. Der Felsen auf der rechten Seite heißt übrigens Gans , was auch immer die in der Hölle zu suchen hat. Dies ist ein Panorama aus fünf hochkant Fotos.
more of this on my website at: www.shoot-to-catch.de
Exactly 2 years ago today shortly after 6 in the meadows of my homeland.
explored: May 26, 2022, #181
exactly what it is that I want to ask you. Just send me some advice :-)
Charles M. Schulz, Peanuts, 1964
HMM!!
HMM!! Character Matters!
prunus mume, japanese flowering apricot, background-mahonia, grapeholly, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Exactly two years ago today after sunrise and during the clearing of the fog at one of my favorite places close to home.
As so often, it's the fog that enchants a normal landscape... that's what lures me out with the camera again and again.
explored: December 20,2022 #75
These two wild stallions were exchanging postures in a stand off over who had the right to have his herd in the area. Sometimes it seems this is exactly the posture you see between humans.
COLORADO wild horses
Not exactly perfect, but ...
When I got home this morning, this dragonfly was sitting in a bush in our front yard.
Quickly got the camera ... and I really only had one shot, then it was gone again.
Nicht ganz perfekt, aber...
Als ich heute Vormittag nach hause kam, saß diese Libelle in einem Busch in unserem Vorgarten.
Schnell die Kamera geholt.... und ich hatte wirklich nur einen Schuss, dann war sie wieder verschwunden.
Windmill mill "Den Olden Florus" is a standard mill, which can be counted as one of the oldest mill types. This is especially evident in the construction of the so-called tail.
Exactly how old the mill is, neither miller nor mill connoisseurs know. Already in 1403 the mill belongs to the Hof van Callenbroeck property.
The mill has been placed on a sturdy base. The standerd (a very thick tree of about 70-80 cm diameter) rests on that foot. This is the central pivot, which continues until halfway through the mill.
To protect the substructure against the weather, it is walled and equipped with a thatched roof. We therefore speak of a closed post mill.
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Oh, baby!
Ooh
Ooh
Hey...
She's got cherry lips, angel eyes
She knows exactly how to tantalize
She's out to get you danger by design
Cold-blooded vixen. She don't compromise
She's something mystical in colored lights
So far from typical but take my advice
Before you play with fire do think twice
And if you get burned don't be surprised
Got me lifted, drifted higher than the ceiling
And ooh, baby, it's the ultimate feeling
You've got me lifted, feeling so gifted
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sweet talkin' lady, love how you entice
Sugar, with just the right amount of spice
Charming, alluring everyone's desire
She's out to get you you can't run you can't hide
She's something mystical in colored lights
So far from typical but take my advice
Before you play with fire do think twice
And if you get burned, well, baby, don't you be surprised
Got me lifted, drifted higher than the ceiling
And ooh, baby, it's the ultimate feeling
You've got me lifted, feeling so gifted
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, sugar, how you get so fly?
But you won't get me tonight
Got me lifted, drifted higher than the ceiling
And ooh, baby, it's the ultimate feeling
You've got me lifted, feeling so gifted
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, sugar, how you get so fly?
Sugar, how you get so fly?
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Not exactly a great shot, but the model was really an impressive one... I think it is a female, but I'm not sure.
This was my second encounter with a cassowary in the same morning...
I had just arrived from Mission Beach, where I had seen another member of the species, and I parked the car next to the beach. I got out of the car, with the camera with my long lens, and I went to took a look at the beach. No sign of a cassowary...
As I began feeling ridiculous, with my heavy equipment among people who was just enjoying the beach, I decided to put the camera in the car.
I had just done that, when I looked to my right side and saw this big bird strolling in the main street, coming in my direction!
By the time I had my camera back, she was already near the car, so I only could take a few shots of the head.
Then, she entered the camping site, snooping around and investigating everything. After a while, she has lost interest (no food) and disappeared in the woods.
Etty Bay, Queensland, Australia
Well it's true i didn't got close enough as to see exactly how friendly he is but i did spent some time around him trying to find a good angle and although i was using the flash he didn't run so yeah ,i would say he is quite friendly :))
Not exactly a very detailed shot, because he was rather distant, but this is such a lovely species, I don't resist to post this portrait.
Reserva Natural do Estuário do Tejo, Portugal
That's exactly what that man told me as he was walking past me, towards the mayhem... I was taking some shots in front of police lines and had no idea that people behind me were already gone in fear of the swat teams approaching. By the time I realized that, I was already there alone, but lo and behold! This man came out of nowhere and told me "Look at their democracy. Take pictures, show their democracy to the world" and he walked towards them passing right through them like they weren't there! To that one man I dedicate this photo. For now I know... I was not alone...
R E S P E C T !!!
on the corner of Russel square
Russell Square is a large garden square in Bloomsbury, in the London Borough of Camden, built predominantly by the firm of James Burton. It is near the University of London's main buildings and the British Museum. Almost exactly square, to the north is Woburn Place and to the south-east is Southampton Row. Russell Square tube station sits to the north-east.[1]
It is named after the surname of the Earls and Dukes of Bedford; the freehold remains with the latter's conservation trusts who have agreed public access and management by Camden Council. The gardens are in the mainstream, initial category (of Grade II listing) on the Register of Historic Parks and Gardens.[2]
Jan Blomqvist - Empty Floor Damn great tune !!! ^^ ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬
Emma wants the secret to be told.
that the fucking rainbow has no gold.
and she knows exactly what to say
confusing it completely the next day
and we just wanna feel something we're not
forget about the limits that we got
like you're losing your senses
abusing them too much
your never-endin' dance is
endlessly untouched
the illusion of chances
confusing you too much
another try of breaking fences
seem to fall with just a touch
Emma knows exactly how you feel
but you cant even ask if this is real ♡
Pic taken at Winter Trace SL
Dún Aonghasa (Unofficial anglicised version Dun Aengus) is the best-known of several prehistoric hill forts on the Aran Islands of County Galway, Republic of Ireland. It lies on Inis Mór, at the edge of a 100-metre-high (330 ft) cliff.
A popular tourist attraction, Dún Aonghasa is an important archaeological site.
History
It is not known exactly when Dún Aonghasa was built, though it is now thought that most of the structures date from the Bronze Age and Iron Age. T. F. O'Rahilly surmised in what is known as O'Rahilly's historical model that it was built in the 2nd century BC by the Builg following the Laginian conquest of Connacht.Excavations at the site indicate that the first construction goes back to 1100 BC, when rubble was piled against large upright stones to form the first enclosure. Around 500 BC, the triple wall defenses were probably constructed along the fort's western side.
The 19th-century artist George Petrie called "Dún Aonghasa" "the most magnificent barbaric monument in Europe". Its name, meaning "Fort of Aonghas", may refer to the pre-Christian god of the same name described in Irish mythology, or the mythical king, Aonghus mac Úmhór. It has thus traditionally been associated with the Fir Bolg.
Form and function
The fort consists of a series of four concentric walls of dry stone construction, built on a high cliff some one hundred metres above the sea. At the time of its construction sea levels were considerably lower and a recent Radio Telefis Eireann documentary estimates that originally it was 1000 metres from the sea. Surviving stonework is four metres wide at some points. The original shape was presumably oval or D-shaped but parts of the cliff and fort have since collapsed into the sea. Outside the third ring of walls lies a defensive system of stone slabs, known as a cheval de frise, planted in an upright position in the ground and still largely well-preserved. These ruins also feature a huge rectangular stone slab, the function of which is unknown. Impressively large among prehistoric ruins, the outermost wall of Dún Aonghasa encloses an area of approximately 6 hectares (14 acres).
Today
The walls of Dún Aonghasa have been rebuilt to a height of 6m and have wall walks, chambers, and flights of stairs. The restoration is easily distinguished from the original construction by the use of mortar.[citation needed]
There is a small museum illustrating the history of the fort and its possible functions. Also in the vicinity is a Neolithic tomb and a small heritage park featuring examples of a traditional thatched cottage and an illegal poteen distillery.
Strobist: AB1600 with gridded 60X30 softbox camera right. Reflector camera left. Triggered by Cybersync.
Exactly 7 days after climbing my last Munro (Mount Keen www.flickr.com/photos/96654411@N02/albums/72157716074529983) here I am again climbing two more! We're cycling up Glen Dee along the River Dee, and see the first of them centre picture in the distance, Beinn Bhrotain But first we have have to go cycle up this Glen and leave the bikes near the copse of tree, the climb up and over the pointed summit to the left, Carn Clioch-mhuillin. This was intended by Sir Hugh to be his final Munro ascent. However he died before making the climb and it has since been de-classified as a Munro.
Beinn Bhrotain (pronounced Bane Vrottan meaning Hill of the Hound) stands at 1157 meters (3796 feet) and is the first of our Munros today. Monadh Mor (pronounced Monnagh Mor meaning The Big Hill) is our second and final destination and stands at 1113 meters (3651 feet). A short 5 mile cycle up Glen Dee gets us to the foot of the climb, then it's an 11 mile hike across rough and boggy ground to get there. An epic 8.5 hours, largely un-pathed, time in the hills gets us back to the cars just before full dark falls!
Macro Mondays - Behind Glass
I'm not exactly sure what nut this is. I know it's from China. My friend Buffalo Bill gave it to me back in 1971. I put the nut in a wine galss.
#MacroMondays
#Buckle
The research for what exactly the (belt) buckle you can see in my image is called almost took longer than taking the photo itself – because this is actually one of my test shots ;) But sometimes the test shot is the best, and I liked it, so I went for it. I couldn't find a definite term for this type of buckle but on Wikipedia, I found the so-called "Western or cowboy buckle" that at least works in the same way as this buckle does: it has a pin on the underside which is inserted into the belt hole of choice (and comfort). This buckle even has two pins, one which fixates the leather strap underneath the buckle, and the aforementioned pin to adjust the belt's length. This also makes it easy to take the buckle off the belt without damaging either belt or buckle.
The belt is what one might call a fashion belt (it belongs to my Mom, magrit k., and she says that it is from the 1970s or 80s) but unlike most fashion things today it is of very sturdy and good quality. Although the belt is very slim (only 1,4 cm / 0,55 inches wide), the red leather strap itself is really thick (3 mm / 0,11 inches) and it's still in excellent condition.
But enough of the belt because here I have photographed the buckle on its own. The width of the buckle (and therefore also of the frame) is 1,8 cm / 0,70 inches. The length of the decorative element in the buckle's centre part is 2,5 cm / 0,98 inches. That deco element is embossed with tiny dots (bokeh!) and its shape is what I'd describe as a hybrid between an H and an X (to me it also looks like a tiny person with raised arms reminiscent of some statues of the Mayan culture).
Light sources were a natural light photo lamp from above and two LED lights, one from the left (equipped with the semi-translucent yellow bottle cap colour "filter") and one from the right (red transparent chocolate box colour "filter" placed in front of it). It's a single shot captured wide open at F2.8 for that extra shallow DOF and bokeh.
One last thought: The small red and orange "bokeh worms" in the upper middle look like telescope eyes to me, and together with the colours this reminded me of a Gecarcinus quadratus, a colourful land crab species that is also known as "Halloween crab" or "Halloween moon crab". So maybe this isn't a belt buckle at all, but a "Halloween buckle crab" ;)
HMM, Everyone, and have a great week ahead!
I don't exactly know. Probably only small talks about everyday life just like staff in front of a coffee table during office hours. But what strikes me most is the close bondage exhibits here and their interaction which is so intense: they talk and they listen to each other so intently.
Here is some background information, this is one of the highlands in the region with average height of above 3000 metres. The income of people here is among the lowest in the country though things are much getting better now. Poor they may be, they are not spineless as there is hardly any obesity around, let alone knee pain or back pain or whatever. Their spirit is high, and their drive is strong, stronger than most of us from the metropolitan city of Hong Kong. Byw, the boss of Huawei was born not too far away from here and so was his d'ter who is now detained in Canada for almost two years now.
There is a point for them to be colourful. They are there to groom a horse or two, which are all beautifully decorated, for tourists to ride on either as their main source of income or as pocket money...
Nabucco - Dio di Giuda - Riccardo Stracciari (1925)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-WGL5DLdT8s
Nicolai Ghiaurov: Ella giammai m'amo
(1976)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=gTtduJ8PASw
( ? year )
www.youtube.com/watch?v=HA3Dpl35EiI
(1996?)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=HTRuZV2pkts
Laszlo Polgar:
Ella giammai m'amò
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rqdf7H3DK80
Eugene Onegin
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pNrP1u5Jhqg
Ettore Bastianini : Il Balen del Suo Sorriso
Why not a happy song too ? ;)
Kenta - Just idag är jag stark (Exactly Today I'm Strong)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mpCRj-pOR3o
Exactly Today I'm Strong
Exactly today I'm strong,
exactly today I feel good.
I am carried forward by strong winds.
Exactly today I'm strong,
exactly today I feel good.
I have the belief in myself by my side.
I have waited so long for exactly this day,
and it's so nice that it finally comes.
Waited so long for exactly this day,
it gives joy when it comes.
I watch the escape of the gulls.
I watch the dance of the sun rays.
I look forward to lovely times.
I watch the step of the women.
I watch the gloss of the eyes.
I have the belief in myself by my side.
I have waited so long for exactly this day,
and it's so nice that it finally comes.
Waited so long for exactly this day,
it gives joy when it comes.
I hear laughing children.
I hear the roar of the sluices.
I belong to the few who can live.
I hear inner music.
I hear the soughing of the winds.
I have the belief in myself by my side.
I have waited so long for exactly this day,
and it's so nice that it finally comes.
Waited so long for exactly this day,
it gives joy when it comes.
***Taken at my (new) home***
Mt Wellington / kunanyi looms over the city of Hobart. It is exactly 5.30am (enlarge this photo and look at the clock on the post office tower). In the few minutes since I took the previous photo of the mist on the mountain, the sun has completely evaporated it. Now the mountain has taken on a rapidly changing kaleidoscope of colours.
The male Yellowthroat often perches atop a tall stalk to rap out his distinctive song, wichity-wichity-wichity. That's exactly where I found this beauty yesterday.
what I need today... warm colors and light - it`s raining cats and dogs and there is a strong wind....
Filou isn't exactly a poser but he loves to play and as long as you entertain him he doesn't mind if you take photos. It's not easy to wave a toy with one hand to get his attention and to operate the camera with the other.
I add another capture in the comments, low qúality again due to the lack of light but it shows Filou's character pretty well.
Exactly one year ago I flew to Iceland. It was a gift that the country was covered with a thick blanket of snow
A personal favourite photo from the trip as I can remember exactly where I was standing and what I was thinking when I took this and it seemed like moment from a time well past.
Exactly a year ago we took this photo at nightfall of the Horseshoe Falls in Niagara. Today marks one year of that magical moment.
Each photo has its story, and when taking this photo I remember that a very nice Amish family asked us where we came from, they looked at the camera, they were amazed at the long exposure images that the camera obtained. I remember they came from Indiana, and it was a pleasure chatting with them while we took the photos.
With very beautiful memories kept in my heart, I share with you this photo that was fun to take, despite the large crowd of people next to the railing, although fortunately we found a hole next to it to install the tripod.
Take this opportunity to wish all my Canadian friends a Happy Thanksgiving Day and have a happy day.
I wish my Spanish friends a happy day of Our Lady of Pilar, patron saint of Spain.
Happy Columbus Day!
Much encouragement to all!
Better to see it big.
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Hace un año exactamente tomamos esta foto al caer la noche de la Cascada de herradura en Niágara. Hoy se cumple un año de aquel mágico momento.
Cada foto tiene su historia, y al tomar esta foto recuerdo que una muy simpática familia Amish nos preguntaba de dónde veníamos, observaba la cámara, se quedaban asombrados de las imágenes de larga exposición que obteníamos. Recuerdo que procedían de Indiana, y fue un placer charlar con ellos mientras tomábamos las fotos.
Con muy bonitos recuerdos guardados en el corazón, comparto con vosotros esta foto que fue divertida de tomar, a pesar de la gran multitud de personas junto a la barandilla, aunque afortunadamente nos hicimos con un hueco junto a la misma para instalar el trípode.
Aprovecho para desear a todos mis amigos canadienses un Feliz Día de Acción de Gracias y que paséis una feliz jornada.
A mis amigos españoles les deseo un feliz día de Nuestra Señora del Pilar, patrona de España.
Mucho ánimo para todos!
Mejor visualizar en grande.
I headed out to Middle Black Clough exactly two weeks ago on one of the wettest weekends of the year. There was absolutely no way to get over the river which had become a raging torrent. But after nearly two weeks without rain today it was a doddle. Unfortunately the dry weather meant that the Middle Black Clough waterfall wasn't very full, and not as beautiful as so many of the other shots on flickr. It's little more than a drip