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The peacock (Aglais io) is a medium-sized butterfly from the family Nymphalidae and the subfamily Aurelias (Nymphalinae).
The day peacock is one of the most colorful and best-known species of butterflies in Europe. The species is common in Europe in the temperate zones and is absent in the extreme north and south. The species can also be found in the temperate regions of Asia as far as Japan. The large distribution area can be explained, among other things, because the most important host plant, the nettle, is so common. The dagpauwoog is common in Belgium and the Netherlands.
The day peacock is not to be confused with other butterflies here because of its size, the orange-red wings and the characteristic eye spot on the top of each wing. The underside is well camouflaged by dark brown colors and dark stripes.
The peacock peacock has been well researched, so much is known about the butterfly's lifestyle, reproduction and development. It is one of the species that hibernates as an adult butterfly and can be found in homes during the winter.
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Those who have chosen the path of least resistance in life, who cannot bear to bring themselves to make a stern value-judgment in criticism of their own most intimate feelings, achieve what they deserve: not self-understanding but radical self-superficialization, not a discovered but a self-ascribed identity that explains nothing, reveals nothing, means nothing, and ultimately accomplishes nothing culturally or intellectually.
-- Kenny Smith
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!
Hace meses que se busca al arquitecto del hangar..debe explicar algunos cálculos. Since months ago seeking the hangar architect.... he must explain some calculation. :))
Last August, I was walking along on a dead-end street and at the very end, there was a planter with a few pink coneflowers in it. What caught my eye was this attractive wasp, a type that I'd never spotted before. I've learned that there are different colour variations of Polistes fuscatus depending on the geographical location, so this explains why it took me quite some time to figure out its ID. I hope to see one again someday.
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Useless to explain my silences. At the bottom of me there is always a primitive wait for a magical change. (One night the mirrors will be broken, the ones that I went will burn and when I wake up I will be the heir of my corpse). I am so tired of my old fears and terrors that I dare neither to communicate them nor to say them.
Alejandra Pizarnik
siempre una espera primitiva para un cambio mágico. (Una noche los espejos se romperán, los que fui se quemarán y cuando me despierte seré el heredero de mi cadáver). Estoy tan cansado de mis viejos miedos y terrores que no me atrevo a comunicarlos ni a decirlos.
Alejandra Pizarnik
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Another eagle was approaching rapidly off frame towards this eagle with its meal pulled from the river.
I have to explain that shot!!! this is not good.... :))))
Is Balea Lake! ...and there, on right is Cabana Balea!
This is a shot of mine of Cabana Balea! www.flickr.com/photos/alina-mihaela/5226132051/
Hello dear friends! :)
Thank you very much for your support and encouragement, for the good thoughts and beautiful comments!
Because of some problems with my left hand, I hardly manage to keep up with you, so I’ll post photos here rarely, until I’ll do better! That’s why my comments are fewer.
I really appreciate your work and I’m still admiring your photos!
I wish you a wonderful week, full of accomplishments, joy and love!
All the best to everyone!
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I can't quite explain why the background looks B&W. It was very dull at the time and the light certainly wasn't good but I find the effect quite interesting. The bushes behind the perch were certainly dark. Other than a crop this image is straight out of the camera.
Thank you to all who fave or comment on my photos it is much appreciated.
"Birding is a three-dimensional pastime. It’s superior to, say, mushrooming, where the quarry is never higher than your shoelaces. And, of course, misidentifying a bird won’t kill you. Now, while all the mushroomers get busy writing angry op-eds, let me explain.
Birds fly. The sky’s the limit. One can’t go birding without looking up. The entire forest is stratified, from the treetop warblers to the ground foraging turkeys. And in the middle: thrushes.
Members of the thrush family spend much of their time on or near the ground. They forage on foot.
Males on territory might sing from a treetop, but they are often content to croon from a lower branch in the canopy. Birders sometimes complain about “warbler neck,” the pain that comes from looking high into the trees. Nobody complains about thrush neck.
Robins and bluebirds are thrushes. They’re easy to tell apart. The rest? Not so much. All the medium-sized thrushes are various shades of brown, with whitish, spotted breasts. So when walking in the woods, identification becomes easier if you start with a default bird: everything is a hermit thrush, unless it isn’t.
The hermit thrush is the most common and widespread thrush in Maine. It is comfortable in the understory of both hardwood and softwood trees. It forages through the leaf litter on the ground. When surprised, it may fly to a nearby branch where it can look you over and assess the threat, perhaps raising its tail or wiggling its wings. In other words, it’s easy. Its reddish tail contrasts with its brown body, confirming the identification at a glance. The whitish breast is lightly spotted.
Hermit thrushes don’t go far in winter. Most stay in the states. Some are even found on Christmas bird counts in Maine. They are the earliest of the brown thrushes to return, and start singing in late April.
Like their cousins, the song is an ethereal, flute-like melody, rising and falling. "
by Bob Duchesne (serves as vice president of Maine Audubon’s Penobscot Valley)
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How many times were you awe struck by towering, majestic mountains or dunes, and overwhelmed by their incredible vertical scale? Yet, when you return home and look at your images, they don't seem to convey the grandeur? In my article I explain and illustrate with examples how you can use your telephoto to convey a sense of that vertical scale. Please feel free to read the article at this link. I hope you enjoy!
This image: A sail boat emerges from the shadow of a towering cliff face as it makes its way through the outer limits of the awe inspiring O-Fjord in East Greenland's Scoresby Sund. I hope this image conveys the incredible scales of this wild place!
Three Gothic Revival-style buildings, located on a 170-foot bluff overlooking the Ottawa River, house the offices of the members of Parliament, the House of Commons and the Senate. Free guided tours delve into Canadian history and explain the workings of the political system.
Quoting Wikipedia to explain this German phenomenon/cult object:
The "Strandkorb" ((from German, lit. meaning: 'beach basket'; Danish: strandkurv; English: 'hooded beach chair') is a special hooded windbreak seating furniture used at vacation and seaside resorts, constructed from wicker, wood panels and canvas, usually seating up to two people, with reclining backrests. It was designed to provide comfort seating and shelter from wind, rain, sand gusts and sunburn on beach seafront resorts frequented by tourists. Other built-in details, like extendable footrests, sun awning, side folding tables and storage space, provide the user with several comforts.
Strandkörbe are found at nearly all beach seafront resorts of the German North Sea and Baltic Sea costa, as well as other beach seafronts. The Strandkorb beach-chair is considered a cult object of German "Gemütlichkeit", which has survived two world wars, social and industrial revolutions and the East-West divide of Germany. From spring to autumn, they can usually be rented from beach-chair wardens (German Strandkorbwärter). Two different shapes can be distinguished, the straight angular North Sea variety and the round rolling Baltic Sea variety.
This photo shows the Baltic - round - version :-).
Here's the chair's history: sunlimitedpatio.com/history/
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the shot Explain what im in !! =\
so Unfortunately ...
I'll STOP SHOTING + MAKING SOME WORKSHOPS
why!?
good quistion =D
cuz in fact i'll be a Doctor enshalla but that's not a really a big reason =\
actully i don't have much ideas for shooting =\
and i have a lot of works to do !!
so guys give me a while a break and enshalla
i'll came soon with a new crazy shots and ideas too ;D
t,c all :D
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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'
This scene reminds me of a CAA incident I had a few years back. I wonder how much the tow costs in this case and if they split the bill three ways. A hard lesson if you run out of wind and don't have a motor it's basically the same as running out of gas.
I should explain - these three dinghies are part of the SOSA sailing school here in Summerland. I went there for several years before buying my 26 foot Catalina - since sold. I was surprised to see them heading so far up on the northern end of the lake heading toward Kelowna - usually we just cross to the other side and back again. Well apparently their adventure came to an abrupt end when the wind died - no way back without a tow and by the looks of the sail reflections in the water, that wind is not about to return any time soon.
This is a crop of a 24mp picture taken with the Sony A9 at a distance of approx 1km resolution enhanced 2x using Tolaz AI
This image was captured while I was out and about in the ole Jeep, weaving through cornfields, on a trip to the town of Mt. Orab, OH.
I drive this route often, and for reasons I can't explain, this small section of Ohio farmland continually yields truly beautiful skyscapes and wonderful cloud formations that the firmament just a few miles away never seems to match. I can't figure it, so I just enjoy it and try to always have the camera with me when traveling through this area.
Captured at 590nm
Before we left for Washington on this trip, I said I wanted a Mourning Cloak and a Comma - any comma - butterfly along with birds, of course. We get neither anywhere near where we live. I spotted this one going from one Cascade Aster bloom to another. Piece of cake! Forty minutes later, out of breath - me, not it - he finally landed long enough for the one and only shot I would ever have of a Hoary Comma.
The hoary comma (Polygonia gracilis) is a species of butterfly, common in boreal North America from Alaska, across southern Canada to New England and the Maritime Provinces and south to New Mexico from the Rocky Mountains to the Pacific Ocean. The wings have a distinctive ragged edge. Well, that explains why we don't see it in northern California.
The one problem with photographing a Comma is that, unless you get the wings flat, this butterfly will always look as though you used a fisheye lens!
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"Walking On A Dream" by Empire Of The Sun
Walking on a dream
How can I explain?
Talking to myself
Will I see again?
This explains it so well...
“At times she glimmers forth, reminding us that Gregory’s rehabilitative quest is a form of fidelity to her—she who showed him the beautiful Bridegroom into whose arms she finally disappeared. But we are never sure which appearance and disappearance reveals Macrina, daughter of Emmelia and founder of the monastic life at Annisa. Many have tried to pin this Macrina down, yet the lady always vanishes. We pay homage to her absent presence in the life of her disciple Gregory and consider the ways in which he presents his memory of Macrina as issuing him both comfort and challenge.”
-Beauty a theological engagement with gregory of nyssa, Natalie Carnes
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-Natural Cause, Emancipator
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We have a special challenge at We’re Here! today: “It's a Saturday ... so today, let's spend a few minutes (or hours) showing off one of your favorite special photographic techniques. And, in your photo's description, explain what you did to get the intended (?!) result.”
Our images are then to be foisted upon our unsuspecting host What’s Your Technique?
I love creating images made out of several blended photographs. The elements come from my archives, recent or old, and are usually from several separate locations and different times. It’s great fun to enter these in contests when they fit the theme – and the contest themes themselves often serve as the inspiration for the image created. I don’t often “win” the contests, but that is hardly the point. Just as with the “We’re Here” themes, it is the challenge and creative work that causes me to spend my precious hours doing this. I have been wanting to create a new texture for a while now. These take me more time than seems reasonable – so today’s the day!
I combined a snap of my daughter’s kitchen wall in afternoon sunlight and a sandstone wall at a Napa winery, ran the result through Manga 5 Art Studio for some spray painting, and tortured that in “Paint Shop Pro” with blurring, layering, contrast adjustments, and a software-generated “straw texture”, until I couldn’t possibly remember how to do it again. Then I blended several different layers of it in different opacities and saturations with my subject – taken at the Idaho Springs Heritage Museum. The originals of my new texture and the owl shot are in the comment box below. I altered the dates to the past so they will “fall out” of my current photostream.
And, voilà! I have to fess up to falling into the “a few hours” category of Hereio today! I don’t have a contest in mind, but Spotlight Your Best has a “Bird Life” theme this month, so I will put it there.
Soon forgotten because I spoke with the guy that owns the land who pulled up to me on his ATV to find out what I was doing. A nice guy with his wife who saw i wasn't trying to break in or dump trash and after a fairly nice conversation, he explained he had sold the land to a developer, and they would be tearing down the house in a couple of weeks.
I'm standing trackside on the eastern slope of the Allegheny Mountains in a mountain holler near the settlement of Fairhope, Pennsylvania. I had seen posts and texts from friends earlier in the day when I was in and out of cell service that there was a good chance we could be in for a show but my plans were focused on planning to light up a train that evening. Darkness begins to take precedence as the Half Moon begins to set behind Savage Mountain. The near deafening sound of rushing water of Wills Creek behind me roars.
CSX graciously sends three west bounds up the mountain towards the summit. Their thundering diesel engines shaking the ground and their sound reverberating off the mountains which I watch pass by. My friend Zachary Brown was attempting his off camera flash shot down in WIlls Creek of the passing trains. I look up afterwards and see a faint glow...
"Cool" as I say to myself and start snapping some photos. Locals motor by and cross the railroad crossing I'm set up at. A couple ask if I need assistance and I explain what I'm doing. I can only hope the took my advice and stared at the sky when they got home. An hour and a half elapses and an eastbound train passes after a couple more westbounds. Zach, who had just come back after completing his project becomes enamored by the shots I had collected so far but nothing could prepare me for what we were about to witness.
As 10pm approaches, the night sky EXPLODES into color. We both gaze in astonishment. You could see the waves and ripples of colorful light dance across the sky with naked eye. I fervently start clicking the shutter. 30 seconds, 27 seconds... I use my flashlight to illuminate a crossing post or try to incorporate a train into the frame. The images come to life on the cameras LCD screen. We look up and see more colored in the sky which in turn keeps the camera in constant operation. Finally the activity begins to settle and by quarter to eleven... subsides.
After witnessing such a astonishing celestial event we decide its best to start the hours drive home. While on the way I begin downloading the photos onto my cell phone so I can process the rough edits in Lightroom. Once home, it is after midnight on October 11th which happens to be my birthday. I thank God for the special early birthday gift and to witness his majesty in full display.
As I explained in the description to my "Suburban Dreams" slideshow, each of these photographs are related to the other. www.flickr.com/photos/luminosity7/52638166831/in/datepost...
They are not random shots, but each tells us one more thing about the nature of a typical modern working class suburb. I always work in series, but this collection was most definitely planned. The twilight setting and light is all part of the creation of a mood. Is it possible to find things of beauty in the midst of the mundane and ordinary? That's more about philosophy than photography. And why I am such an odd fit for Flickr.
When I was posting this seascape on Flickr I was just giving it the title of 'another beautiful sunset'. We seem to have had beautiful vibrant sunsets most days this week. Then the weather forecast came on and the presenter explained:
The clouds are called Sahara Dust clouds;
They appear when the winter sun is lower in the sky;
We see longer wavelength colours; orange, pink and red;
Dust particles in the atmosphere reflect and scatter the light from the sun;
They create vivid reds, oranges, pinks, yellows and purples.
And there's me thinking we just have pretty skies at the moment.
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
This poor mockingbird is a regular in our yard. I've been watching it for several weeks. After initially being concerned for its welfare, I have come to realize it can take care of itself. The normal behavior of a mockingbird is on full display with this one. It routinely protects its territory and chases off intruders. There is no shortage of seeds and suet which explains why it is so healthy looking.
So every once in a while, I decide to gush out on people and bring the cringe, :D... so here's the holiday edition.
I have had a challenging year, in more aspects than one, yet I could always find my shoulder to cry on and the hand to rely on.
I do not take that lightly.
To the people I hold dearest to me, my family and friends in this virtual world and the other 'not so virtual' one, that most of you have crossed to... I am thankful for you all.
Your presence makes a huge difference every single day. Just knowing that you all keep me in your thoughts, mean more than you'll ever know.
You are all my gifts this year, and ye.. I know it's weird, since I don't usually manage a serious convo without dorky humor, but I'm sure you'll cope lol
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To my Bamba, My best friend in both worlds, Thank you for everything you do for me: for the laughs, the creativity, the support, for trying to understand whatever odd thought I have in my mind I fail to explain properly, without throwing something at me lol (I bet you wanted to at some point).. for letting me send weird voice messages just to share whatever annoyed me today :P .. and to share my odd obsessions you learned to tolerate in peace. You're the calm to my crazy, and I'd not make it a day without you.
Love you LOTS