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Glenveagh Castle (Irish: Caisleán Ghleann Bheatha) is a large castellated Mansion house built in County Donegal, Ireland in about 1870.
Glenveagh Castle was built between 1870 and 1873 by Captain John George Adair. It stands within the boundaries of Glenveagh National Park, near both Churchill and Gweedore in County Donegal, Ireland. It is built in the Scottish Baronial style and consists of a four-story rectangular keep, surrounded by a garden, and a backdrop of some 165.4 km² (40,873 acres) of mountains, lakes, glens and woods complete with a herd of red deer. The Irish Gleann Bheatha (Bheithe) translates into English as "Glen of the Birch Trees". The visitor center has displays that explain the park as well as an audio-visual show and is accessible for patrons with disabilities.
The terraces were dug following the natural curves of the landscape. The thickness of the walls stores heat during the day and diffuses it at night. Thanks to this method it has been possible to obtain a different microclimate as one goes down and gets closer to the centre. An average temperature difference of 5°C was observed, whereas the difference is only 0.5°C over comparable height differences at the same location. Due to its sheltered position, each of the terraces represents approximately one thousand metres of altitude under normal growing conditions.
As I already explained in my previous image of similar title, this is what is going on in this Northern Paradise. We passed by watching in horror and pushing the accelerator to the very bottom to get away from this madness as fast as possible. ... Call me selfish, call me a friggin individualist, but I will NEVER stand in a line experiencing such places in a melee ;)
Needless probably to add that their two minibuses were almost blocking a very narrow road while about 500 metres further there was a parking lot! Gosh I hate this new photographic vandalism!
Rusty now and a nice des res for spiders this lovely old winch no longer in use. In fact those two boats don't look as if they have been used either in many a long day..Church Cove is beautiful and I have read on tnet that the Old Lifeboat house is actually now let out as a holiday cottage, which explains the picnic table in a previous photo from here...Wishing you all a wonderful Friday :)
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On a recent trip to Door County Wisconsin, I stopped by the legendary Anderson Dock.
When I first got there to scope it out, it was raining with a sustained wind of at least 20-30 MPH. Not real good odds of getting a picture. As I waited around for sunset, the rain finally stopped and the sun poked out for just a few minutes to get this shot. I felt fortunate to get something for my trouble.
Per the Door County Pulse website... After Norwegian brothers Aslag and Halvor Anderson recognized the need for a deepwater dock in Ephraim, they constructed one in 1858. Throughout the 1880s, steamers arriving at the dock — most notably from the Goodrich Transportation Company — brought much-needed goods and much-appreciated tourists, and this activity ultimately vitalized Ephraim. Although the dock’s warehouse — the present-day Hardy Gallery — was built to store merchandise, it became a visible reminder of the sailors and ships that had stopped there.
Emily Irwin, outreach director and curator for the Ephraim Historical Foundation, explained that sailors arriving in Ephraim painted the name of their ship and the date on the side of the building as a way to mark their visit.
It’s a bit of a mystery exactly when the graffiti tradition began, but sailors were known to write on the warehouse from around 1910 into the 1950s, perhaps to express their relief and gratitude for a safe passage through the notorious Death’s Door waters, or simply to commemorate their arrival in Ephraim.
In 1949, the Ephraim Historical Foundation purchased the dock and warehouse from the Anderson family, and in 1961, the foundation leased the building to the Hardy Gallery. Through these shifts, however, the graffiti tradition has remained intact, with the public picking up where the sailors left off.
Had great fun yesterday on a lonely beach in great conditions. A strong wind kept the clouds changing, and the low early light soon became a gorgeous sunny day. I left with a camera full of fun. No need to explain , by Augustines, is fine, even though I've tried. This is an obvious simple reflection, with a convenient small patch of shadow, blocking out my shadow. If you wait long enough these things happen.
Candler is an unincorporated community in Buncombe County, North Carolina, United States. It lies on North Carolina Highway 151 and U.S. Routes 19, 23, and 74 Business, at an elevation of 2,122.7 feet (647 m). The ZIP code of Candler is 28715. The community is part of the Asheville Metropolitan Statistical Area. This mountain community nestles in Hominy Valley, approximately halfway between Asheville (to the east) and Canton (to the west) via Interstate 40 (about 20 minutes either way). Mt. Pisgah, with access to the Blue Ridge Parkway, stands to the south, Asheville to the east, and Newfound Gap to the north. Most or all of Candler lies within the district of Enka High School, a public secondary school. (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Candler,_North_Carolina)
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This image was created from multiple exposures blended together in Photoshop CS6 layers using the "Lighten" blend mode. All exposures were taken with a single Paul C. Buff Einstein strobe with a 22" beauty dish attached to a Elinchrom boom arm and a 3-stop B&W ND filter attached to my lens. If you send me a FlickrMail message, I'll be more than happy to send you some information on mostly how I photograph this style and what equipment I use, along with some YouTube video links that help explain this process.
Please have a look at my automotive photography album: www.flickr.com/photos/kenlane/albums/72157634353498642
Should I explain it? I imagine that among you there must be several from Neverland or Wonderland, who understand it very well. It's just that lately I really want to splash in the puddles and also to have a two months vacation. Especially that.
In the previous photograph I explained the physical law of entropy. It is actually the most fundamental law in the universe. The only way entropy can be overcome is with an additional input of energy, i.e. work.
Here we see a once workable hut reduced to a ruin by the law of entropy. All things must return to their natural state. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. You get the idea. So here we see the old hut's iron roof rusting away, its wooden boards rotten, and within a few short years (perhaps less) it will collapse with only the brick chimney left standing.
Already the trees are starting to grow inside and twist the building around on its axis. I didn't go inside because I'll wager there were one or two snakes in there too. And all Tasmanian snakes are venomous.
Can anyone explain why a duck with this handsome bill is named for the nearly invisible ring around his neck?
Folks let me explain that if I forget to comment, fave which I do not do without a comment, or invite it is because sometimes my pain is unbearable that I cannot sit here at the computer for any length of time, so please forgive me and try to understand, much appreciated.
All I did was ask this guy for a piece and he took off like a shot. Just trying to not post so so many Hawks, but that is all we've been seeing on every trip out.
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This is a photograph taken in woodland on an Autumn afternoon, using a simple Nikon D3100 set at f/18.0 at 1/8th exposure. You slowly move the camera vertically to achieve the blurred effect. A few Administrators, especially in smaller groups think this is CGI. How do we explain this to them, iPhones have a lot to answer for.
And who better can explain this than David Attenborough, we need to pay attention to what he says and learn how we can make a difference!
David Attenborough: A Life on Earth | Full Documentary
www.youtube.com/watch?v=P_n4fFWcHAs
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He looks slightly sceptical here but in fact he seems to like snow and wasn't pleased when I urged him to return indoors. :)
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I was very close to these breeding birds, but had to shoot them through two locked gates, which explains the composition.
Coast Guard Pier, Monterey, Ca. March, 2022.
Dave and Lee were both peering into dusty looking bags, brows furrowed, pulling out metallic black objects with bits of glass on them. These, I explained to them, were cameras. Their cameras in fact. “Do you remember cameras?” I asked. It was the pair of them that dragged me into this hobby. They looked a bit confused at this question and carried on talking about the football season that by now was all but finished for another year. “Would Ollie Watkins leave the Villa Lee? Apparently he’s a boyhood Arsenal fan and the Gunners desperately need to beef up their striking options.” Lee decided not to be too worried about the prospect of his team’s centre forward leaving for pastures new in the summer. “What’s this thing again?” “It’s a camera. You bought it on eBay, remember? What have you got now? Ooh a Pentax. You haven’t had a Pentax before have you?”
Getting these two to make themselves available at the same time and come out to play for an evening used to be so simple. Ten years ago, we’d be racing home from work, piling into Lee’s trusty old red Renault Kangoo (or Kenneth as he fondly called him), and pottering off to the coast for sunset, where Lee and I would usually end up pitching our tripods on the same square yard of rock in front of the lighthouse or whatever, and Dave, fine art degree at Liverpool Polytechnic and all, would ignore the obvious subject and wander off to do something interestingly creative with a thicket of brambles or a patch of nuclear green gunge in the shallows. If we were statistical samples, Dave would pretty much always be the outlier, and he’d usually produce what Lee and I would grudgingly concede was the shot of the night.
Nowadays, these gatherings have become almost as impossible as herding cats. Whenever I would attempt to wake up the Whatsapp group, one would be responsive and make appropriate noises while the other would remain electronically taciturn and a general sense of inertia would crawl across the entire enterprise once again. They’d take turns at being Mr Positive and Mr Ignoramus and I’d give up and go out on my own. Over the past three or four years these regular outings had almost all but died, replaced by flurries of shutter activity on the occasional residential field trip outside the county. The team at Morrison’s Cafe in Buxton are still counting the profits from our visit to the Peak District last May. Even now, we had one planned for Dartmoor in a couple of weeks, but Dave’s employers have decided to launch two new products at once, despite being short of key personnel, and he’s had to bail on the month entirely. So now we’re hoping to go at the start of September, when the colours should be a bit more interesting, and just before I head to Sweden for another photography jolly. It’s a busy old life you know.
But on Monday there was a pleasing sense of enthusiasm as the pair of them arrived and piled into my car - Kenneth is sadly long gone - for the short trip to Godrevy. Maybe we’d go down to Porth Nanven in a month or so when the white nights are here, we agreed. The field car park was open until nine, so we pulled up in front of the sea, where we sat, catching up with each other’s news. I wondered whether either of them would take the next step and actually get out of the car before it was time to go to the pub. Eventually we descended the steps down to the rocks to the right of the beach, where the tide was full. Late April is a good time to take a shot here when the sea is all over the foreground and the sun is creeping into the left hand side of the frame. But not so much when there are people everywhere. We moved on to where I really wanted to go this evening. The scramble down the cliff. “Remember that time we came down here when there was an amazing sunset?” “Yes, that was the first time we found this spot. Got some great shots that night but I deleted all my raw files afterwards.” That was ten years ago in fact. I don’t delete raw files anymore - not unless they’re complete duds.
An hour later, in time honoured fashion, Lee and I were standing on the same patch of rock taking more or less exactly the same shot, while Dave was a hundred yards to our left, facing in the opposite direction and shooting the sea moving in and out of a deep gully, although he’d forgotten his step up ring and couldn’t use his filters. “Do either of you by any chance have a 67-72?” We didn’t, but we each agreed that we might have one lying around somewhere at home, which wasn’t much use now. All was well in the world - well except for Dave not having brought all of his kit with him. He says he hasn’t got anything worth sharing, while Lee declared he was going to take another look. He at least must have an image to post here. He was standing in the same place as me, using the same filters. As for Dave, he’ll suddenly decide he’s got a masterpiece after all. We’re used to this reticence in demonstrating his genius in the editing suite. We await with bated breath. Will either of them post an image for the first time in forever?
It was time for the pub, three pints of Sea Fury and the customary appraisal of one another’s images from the evening. Dave left his camera in the car. He’s obviously still warming up. At least we were all out together again. That’s the best thing about it. A jolly boy’s outing to Godrevy on a beautiful spring evening with the entire summer ahead of us, and the prospect of more to follow soon.
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Completely unlike the fleur-de-lys, the lush dark red lily in the silver field of the coat of arms is a proud emblem of beautiful Florence. The presence of such a lily in the coat of arms explains the magnificent motto: «A flower in full bloom - so flourishes the blooming Florence.»
Anatole France used the image of the "red lily" as the title of his novel. "Red Lily" is a novel about love in the world of politicians and prudent businessmen.
The play based on this novel made a huge impression on the young Marcel Proust. The red lily, which gave the title of the novel, is not just a flower, but a symbol of Florence, where the love of the social beauty Countess Marten-Bellemm and the talented sculptor Jacques Deschartre blossomed.
Зовсім не схожа на fleur-de-lys пишна темно-червона лілія у срібному полі герба — горда емблема прекрасної Флоренції. Наявність у гербі такої лілії пояснює чудовий девіз: «Квітка у повному кольорі – так процвітає квітуча Флоренція».
Анатоль Франс використав образ «червона лілія» як назву для свого роману. "Червона лілія" - роман про кохання у світі політиків та розважливих ділків.
Поставлена за цим романом п'єса справила величезне враження на юного Марселя Пруста. Червона лілія, що дала назву роману, - це не просто квітка, а символ Флоренції, де розквітла любов світської красуні графині Мартен-Беллем та талановитого скульптора Жака Дешартра.
Герб Флоренції є овальним геральдичним щитом срібного кольору, на щиті зображена червона лілія. Лілія є старовинним символом Флоренції. Зображення геральдичної лілії карбувалося на аверсі флорентійських золотих флоринів з 1252 року.
Спочатку герб прикрашала біла лілія на червоному тлі. Однак у 1251 році гвельфи, вигнавши з Флоренції гібеллінів, змінили забарвлення герба, зробивши квітку червоною, а фон білим.
Tomorrow it's the turn of another guy.
Jardin Charles-Trenet on Rue Brillat-Savarin, Maison Blanche (13e)
Paris, France 31.05.2022
Der Welterklärer
Morgen ist ein anderer dran.
Jardin Charles-Trenet an der Rue Brillat-Savarin, Maison Blanche (13e)
Paris, Frankreich 31.05.2022
I should perhaps explain "Peedie" Peedie is a traditional Orkney word meaning small and in this particular setting it obviously means "Small Sea" so it would be fair to ask how this come to be?
The reason is the sea in Kirkwall originally went all the way up to the steps of St.Magnus Cathedral and over the centuries the sea was reclaimed by the people of Kirkwall leaving only a very small Sea which would have been created by the Geological feature of an 'AYRE' which is a bar of shingle or stones forming on a narrow spit of land from the shore.
Recent Archaeological excavations very nearby to the Cathedral unearthed old piers possibly used in the building of the Cathedral.
Kirkwall's name comes from the Norse 'Kirkjuvagr', meaning 'Church on the bay'
I cannot. A double-exposure, the first thing one would jump to, is out. How could the second exposure on the same frame just selectively put in the three rectangular images without all the surrounding details? Very weird. I cannot possibly explain it but maybe one of you can. This was not taken through a window. I was standing out on our balcony in the open air.
Yashica FX-3 Super 2000 with Yashica ML 28mm f/2.8
Portra 400
February 9, 2021
Nick Cave is a phenomenal artist for several reasons. One thing that I loved about this exhibit at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Chicago is that there were audio pieces explaining some of the works. The main work the couple are viewing is called Speak Louder but the work above it is one of a few in his Tondo series. When Nick Cave started making Soundsuits, it was right after he heard about the police brutality and the Rodney King beatings. I posted a shot of his Soundsuits here:
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When he speaks about Tondo, he speaks about the effects of inner city violence on children. This is something that is a dear issue to me as I work with kids with disabilities in the public schools in Chicago. At one school I work at, kids come all over the city and 97% must be drawn from the highest poverty areas of the city according to the last census. So, when a parent is concerned because of a child's lack of attention or behavior and a nurse asks, "How much sleep does your child get each night?" and the parent replies "None because there are constantly gunshots and police sirens going off," you know something needs to change in this world.
As many of you know, I believe in proactive means to building better communities. As we continue to put more budgets into funding police, we actually have more crime because less is going into quality education, libraries, mental health facilities, preventing food deserts, equitable employment and low income housing. As our policing has increased, it means that there is also less of a viable public transportation system as well, at the same time that many families earning lower incomes cannot afford these astronomical gas prices and we all need to take an active role when it comes to climate change.
In my 21 years of working with children at Chicago Public Schools, I've worked at a few different schools. In 2003, I had the great honor of working with kids in the Cabrini Green neighborhood before re gentrification and racism (profit over people time and time again) unfortunately forced many people out. I've worked on the West side and lately on the North side. I love children all over the city. When I bike to the far South side to see art, some ask me if it's safe. Wherever children go, we should be willing to go. And, if we are not wiling to go there, we need to think about making it safer there. Chicago is a microcasm of the whole world in that respect. We have the ability to make a world where everyone has a basic level of human rights and a higher quality of life. We don't need little boys getting to go to space again. We don't need billionaires who have 10 homes. We need sustainability.
In all my years at Chicago Public Schools and in the hundreds upon thousands of children I've met (and hopeful helped), not one of them has ever told me he/she/they want to rob or kill people for a living. However, there was an eight year old girl who told a Speech Therapist I worked with that she wanted to be a cop "because they get away with murder." We need to be better.
I am an active voter and donate money to charity and some politicians. I wish I had more power. I wish I could also create something as beautiful as Nick Cave does when he falls into despair. Some people ask me what protesting does. Others ask me what making art does. Still, others ask me what voting does. I'll tell you I don't have all the answers (or any some days) but I can tell you this much, if we were ALL trying to make the world a better place. If we were all making decisions based on trying to be more kind, just, and human, this world would in fact change.
So, if you're kind, Speak Louder. If you're a fan of human rights, Speak Louder. If you want children of all races, religions, and socioeconomic backgrounds to grow up in a better world, Speak Louder. If you want Environmental Justice, speak louder. If you want immigration rights and body autonomy, speak louder. If you want those in the LGBTQ+ community to have the same quality of life as those who are cis gendered and/or heterosexual, speak louder. If you want an end to the For Profit Prison Industrial Complex, speak louder.
Speak Louder.
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Normally, Jongmyo Shrine is only open for guided tours on most days. However, I was able to get in without a guided tour because it was on a Saturday which was the only day not needing a guided tour. Still, I got a glimpse on how much importance South Koreans put on cultural education to their kids.
Right over here in this photo was a guide in hanbok explaining to the kids what was Jongmyo Shrine used in the past. A really interesting thing to note is that despite fast changes and foreign influence over the decades, Korea has still managed to keep many of its traditions.