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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.
I happened to come by Marvin the other day and thought we could have some fun.
Happy Teddy Bear Tuesday
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.
It is obvious that we can no more explain a passion to a person who has never experienced it than we can explain light to the blind.
T. S. Eliot
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.
L'aurora boreal et deixa sense paraules. En especial quan passa de gran arc a caotica massa de llum en ràpid moviment.
Foto presa al poblet noruec de Ersfjordbotn.
ca.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aurora_polar
www.youtube.com/watch?v=HlgkGJPhkC0&t=110s
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The aurora borealis it's difficult to explain with words. And when it changes from a huge arch of light in the sky to a mege movement of curves, volutes and curtains, circling above your head in an extraodinary fast spectacle, you can't even think of nothing else.
Picture taken in the beautiful Norwegian village of Ersfjordbotn, near Tromso.
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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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Indigo Buntings are actually black; the diffraction of light through their feathers makes them look blue. This explains why males can appear many shades from turquoise to black.
They are more common now than when the pilgrims first landed. This is due to an increase in their favorite habitat of woodland edges, such as power line clearings and along roads.
They migrate at night, using the pattern of stars nearest the North Star to guide them. In captivity, these birds will become disoriented if they can’t see the stars in April/May and September/October.
It is no coincidence that this incredibly beautiful, fragrant and useful plant is called a wild rose. A close relative of the most beautiful flower on earth, the rose hip also has thorns, but is also rich in vitamin C and other useful microelements.
The name “rose hips” is used for wild or unmodified rose species. In Russia today there are up to 100 species of rose hips, and not all of them are equally useful, so some of them are used for decorative purposes. Under natural conditions, wild roses grow on mountain slopes, in river valleys, and in fields there are several dozen varieties of the plant. Unpretentious and cold-resistant ornamental rose hips can often be seen as hedges in country houses. Certain types of wild rose are used to make jam, jam and candied fruits.
The healing properties of rose hips have been known since ancient times. Almost all parts of rose hips are used for medicinal and preventive purposes, but the fruits are considered the most useful. This is explained by the high content of vitamin C in them; its concentration here is higher than in black currants and lemon. Wild rose fruits also boast a variety of biologically active substances.
The most popular among medicinal types of rose hips is traditionally considered to be May rose hips. The fruits of needle, Dahur, Kokand, small-flowered rose hips and some other plant species are also used for medicinal purposes.
l y a 10 000 ans, la baie d'Hudson était recouverte d'une couche de glace lors de la dernière période glaciaire de la planète.
En hiver, la température oscillait entre -40 et -60 degrés Celsius, tandis qu’en été, elle atteignait 10 à 15 degrés Celsius.
Lors d’une récente expédition, nous avons toutefois été frappés par une vague de chaleur étouffante, où les températures ont dépassé les 30 degrés Celsius” !!!
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Just 10,000 years ago, Hudson Bay was under a sheet of ice during the planet’s last ice age.
The temperature changes over the last few decades have been drastic,” he explains. “In the winter, the temperature would be -40 to -60 degrees Celsius, whereas in the summer it would be 10-15 degrees Celsius.
On a recent expedition, however, we were hit with a sweltering heat wave where the temperatures exceeded 30 degrees Celsius” !!!
Credit : Martin Gregus
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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.
With his camouflage, spotted pattern, and a body and muscular evolved for ambush, if you happen to be prey, most often you don't even know who has been watching you before it's all too late.
This Leopard we only spotted thanks to a few other vehicles before us having seen him climb up the tree and resting down for the day. Even though, it took a bit of pointing out and searching with Binos, before we could make him out between all the branches and leaves.
We were fortunate, in that he kept moving around a little to find a more comfortable spot, so I managed a small series of good spots - it was a tough decision of which of these I'd like to display on Flickr and in the end decided on 2 :)
Seeing Leopards is always special. Never taken for granted, and always in the full knowledge of the presence of a Predator that would have no qualms in shelving us in their prey repertoire, given the chance. I don't think I have any such rush of emotions when watching a Lion Pride, or a Cheetah family... purely irrational, and purely emotional and I cannot explain it, but there it is.
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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
The thing I love the most about photography is that I get the chance to capture a moment that will never happen exactly the same again. To me it's an opportunity to live that moment over and over. This was one of those moments I did not want to leave.
The silence is hard to explain but something I am sure you know. It's a quiet that is just on the tip of your tongue that leaves you speechless. The clouds moved effortlessly across this lake and the tiny bit of light sparkled as if set to music.
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The Bush stone-curlew is an Australian species and inhabits open plains and woodlands. Apparently they are mainly nocturnal which explains why they usually don't move much whenever I see them in the aviary at our zoo. :)
i have been one acquainted with the night
i have walked out in rain and back in rain
i have outwalked the furthest city light
i have looked down the saddest city lane
i have passed by the watchman on his beat
and dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain
i have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
when far away an interrupted cry
came over houses from another street
but not to call me back or say good-bye
and further still at an unearthly height
a luminary clock against the sky
proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right
i have been one acquainted with the night
-Robert Frost "Acquainted with the Night"
I usually prefer to write my own description, but I felt this poem was perfect for the image.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio 2.0 and Lightroom Classic.
It seems impossible to explain with words, so pictures help try to express how it feels to live this experience.
[image created on 4-24-2024]
I have become very fascinated by digital pinhole photography. This image was created with a modified pinhole body cap. I think I’m drawn to this type of photography because I feel it relates to my life and it seems to teach me far beyond photography. There are strict limitations that can drastically alter how images are captured and the final outcome of the photos, there is a lack of clarity compared to how I normally capture images with a lens, it’s difficult to predict exactly how the image will look and beauty and meaning can be found in the process and the final photo. It gives me a chance to practice embracing the unfamiliar, change, finding beauty in imperfection and growing in new ways. And the look of the images reminds me of how it feels when the effects of trauma cause me to question reality and myself, feel terror, feel isolated, alone, deep sadness, dissociation, body memories and a range of other indescribably challenging experiences. When my voice is stolen and I cannot speak or find adequate words to describe what I face I am thankful I can relate my experiences to what I see in pinhole photography rather than “keeping it all inside.”
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As a way to cope with circumstances beyond my control, survive and work to keep fighting for life I decided to try to take at least one photo (or more) each day. I call this “a photo (or more) a day.” Practicing this form of therapeutic photography helps me work to focus on the present moment, gives me something familiar and enjoyable to focus on as I use photography skills that have become like second-nature to me and being able to view the images I capture helps me recall what I was thinking, feeling and noticing at the moment when I created the photos. More of the photos from this series can be seen on my Instagram account
I may not always have the energy, time or capacity to share photos from this series—especially with the very challenging circumstances my family and I are experiencing—and will do my best to continue taking a photo (or more) a day even if I’m not able to share.
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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'
One of B)eSketch promo card design that shows and explain how my current drawings are created. You can also check the note in my album set for more explanation... why I use eMedium for all my latest eSketches at... www.flickr.com/photos/bayaniartist/sets/72157623081272271/
To all creative friends who are emailing me and asking what medium I use and how I create my current B) "e" Sketches.
Some of my sketches during earlier years (1970s-2008) were all done in pencil, www.flickr.com/photos/bayaniartist/4607584246/in/set-7215... .pen/ink, charcoal, pastels, acrylic and oil paints with traditional art tools. Then on June 2009, my art creativity got wired. I got addicted to a tablet...
Applying the basics and the old school traditional (line) drawing style and technique but with a different art tools, using a Bamboo tablet with the versatile all in one stylus pen and a big iMac with PS with unlimited art tools and colors.
I call it green art.. without the expense of buying art supplies (paints, brushes, pen, pencil , paper or canvas, etc) No mess to clean up. And it can be done/printed in any size, anywhere (with a laptop) or anytime whenever you're in the mood to sketch, doodle or paint.
It's really an enjoyable daily artworkout for me.
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The more pictures I take, the less possible for me to explain in words why I want to take the picture.
This is not a quote. This is my own words.
This was taken at Waterfront station last weekend.
Have a great Thursday!
Mt Kailash (Gangs Rin Po Che, Gangs Ti-se) གངས་རིན་པོ་ཆེ 6638m
Tichung ཏི་སེ་ ཆུང་ (Small Kailash).
•Religious Sect > Bön > ཏི་སེ། > Tisé > ti se > Mount Tisé.
Mount Kailash and Lake Manasarovar are the only two places in the whole of Tibet that were visited by Lord Buddha, accompanied by five hundred Arhats. During the turning of the Three Wheels of the Dharma, Buddha Shakyamuni extensively explained the merits of building images. So Indra (the king of gods) offered precious articles of the gods, Ananda (the king of Serpents or Nagas) offered precious articles of the Nagas and Bimbisara (the king of Magadh) offered gold and silver, etc. to the Buddha and requested him to have three images of the Buddha made, as a means of generating merit for the sentient beings in the future. The total distance, covered in a complete circumambulation of Mount Kailash according to the route charted by Gotsangpa, is 52km and takes about 13 to 15 hours. Tibetan pilgrims generally start early in the morning and complete one circumambulation by nightfall. Most Tibetan pilgrims do three to thirteen circumambulations of Mount Kailash. There are some who do 108 circumambulations of Mount Kailash. tibet-incense.com/blog/circling-kailash-and-manasarovar/
How can I explain when there are few words I can choose
How can I explain when words get broken
Do you remember there was a time, ahaha
When people on the street
We're walking hand in hand in hand
They used to talk about the weather
Making plans together
Days would last forever
"Chains of Love" by Erasure
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Second picture of the series Hat Stone.
(Yes, believe it or not it is the same place, but from a different point of view towards the East and the great stone to the backlight. As explained in the previous picture, the place is very difficult to control light)
Dawn on the El Sombrerico Beach, several minutes before sunrise.
The name of this amazing beach is due to the huge rock shaped like a magician's hat that juts into the sea.
There are not many photographs of the area, may be because access to this beach is a little difficult, so after driving about 20 minutes fully night by a bad gravel road, you reach this cove by small cliffs headlamp in my head.
For this shot, I was lucky clouds drew lines in the sky and I could compose from that angle.
Moon also appears to the center-right of the frame due to missing several minutes for the sun to make his way out on the horizon.
To reach this picture in one unique Raw, I combined a four steps neutral filter and black card technique.
I hope you like it. Have a nice Tuesday. :)
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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.
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
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.