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How do you explain social distancing to a kid and not being able to see friends? Lucky that we live in the Countryside and there is always something to distract or entertain....
In the middle: Big Shower / Grosze Dusche by German artist Rainer Fetting, 1981. To the right: Sumokämpfer Blau by Berlin artist Salomé.
At the exhibition New Wild Painters (Neue Wilde) in Groninger Museum, Groningen, Holland.
New Wild Painters presents an overview of the figurative painting of the early 1980s in West Germany. Young, ‘wild’ painters rebelled against the abstract art at that time.
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Love and Peace for each of you .... Juli
Dames Cave is a 1.2 mile moderately trafficked out and back trail located near Brooksville, Florida that features a cave and is rated as moderate. The trail is primarily used for hiking, walking, nature trips, and birding and is accessible year-round. Dogs are also able to use this trail but must be kept on leash.
The Dames Cave area is located in the Citrus Tract portion of the Withlacoochee State Forest in Citrus County, Florida and are found on a western portion of the Brooksville Ridge physiographic region. This landscape is dominated by karst landforms including uvalas, dolines, solution valleys, and caves. Geologically, the caves are among the oldest in Florida.
The entrance trail to the Dames Caves is located off S Lecanto Hwy. Quite possibly there will be several cars already parked there, as these will be the only indicators that one of Florida's most unique and oldest cave systems is just a short jaunt off of this straight and narrow farm road. Parking is free, but is at your own risk, mainly because there are no designated parking spots. A short half-mile trail leads off into the Withlacoochee State Forest.
Once again, no trails are marked, but heading directly east will bring you to the opening of one of the most popular caves. Surrounded by several concrete posts and heavy gauge wire, the opening to Vandal Cave appears before your eyes. One of the best spot for pictures, this cave opening is actually an ancient roof collapse. Part of the roof is still connected and creates a land bridge that can be easily walked across by daring individuals. A small side cave allows access into the inner cave system. Once inside you can see why it is called Vandal Cave. Graffiti and other damage can be seen throughout, explaining why this cave system is so hard to find. Other smaller caves branch off from this Vandal Cave and range in a variety of difficulties of exploration from simple head ducking and flashlight exploring to belly-slinking and crawling through tight spots in the mud.
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Balsams make really nice, and fragrant, Christmas trees... string together some of those berries from the mountain ash to get a head start on decorations!
I may be preaching to the choir here as I point out that Joyce and I are always quite busy this time of year. I’ll be scrambling around today for last minute ingredients for meals I’m preparing for a Christmas gathering of international students from Duke University with International Students, Inc tomorrow evening at our church’s fellowship hall. The meal is potluck-style, with many members of our church pitching in, as we may be feeding 150+ people. We must be concerned about dietary restrictions of some the students, Muslims for instance, so I’m making a huge pot of gluten-free rotini pasta with Bolognese sauce and southern-style chicken and dumplings… comfort food. Others will be making vegan dishes and desserts. I will be there early to coordinate the kitchen and the food… Joyce will be there to help with finishing touches on holiday decorations.... after she returns from Boydton, Virginia, where she's also setting up decorations at the historic Boyd Tavern along with the mayor's wife... she knows how to hobnob.
At this gathering last year, I sat at a table with a few first-year engineering students from China. Engineering is something I understand, so we had a pretty good conversation going on. That conversation led to issues of regionalism and colloquialism that we found quite funny. "Regionalism" eventually reached across the world when they asked me what I thought of them. I'm sitting there with science-minded young adults brilliant enough to attend one of the most elite schools in the world from a country that insists communism is their only God... and yet, I was able to explain God to them and why we celebrate His birth at Christmas. In doing so, I explained how God tells me that I can't say that I love Him without also loving them... that's much of the theme of the Book of James. They sat silent for a bit after that, though I could see something was whirling around in their heads. As I gathered my stuff to leave that evening, they were lined up at the door to thank me and hug me for talking to them... and one of them now attends church with us. Time spent with God never returns void.
After church this Sunday, we're both headed back to Boydton, a little over an hour away on the far side of Kerr Lake, to participate in the open house Christmas activities there. I will be taking photos of kids with Santa Claus... which should up my ante on the naughty or nice quotient. Time will tell.
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The Netherlands is a small country of 16 million people, but it boasts a quarter of a million competitive speedskaters, and millions more who skate for fun. What's the story? Natural ice in the Netherlands is a rare occurrence. In fact, some winters there's no natural ice at all. Maybe that explains why the Dutch love to skate outdoors. They hardly ever get the chance! But when a cold wave hits, and the interconnected maze of canals, rivers and lakes freeze over, it's a spontaneous celebration, a national holiday. Infinite sea of ice is perfect for ice skating journeys. Ice skating is not only a Dutch sport, it also underwrites the history, art and culture of the Netherlands. Perhaps most importantly a good freeze provides the Dutch a chance to discover the wilderness and an outdoor challenge within their own landscape. The Netherlands are a long distance skater's dream. Hundreds of kilometres of potential routes can carry the skater to the heart of a wild landscape. Today after 4 years we went ice skating on the Ankeveense Plassen.
The Ankeveense Plassen is a real skater’s paradise. As temperatures plunge across Europe, many are cursing the cold. But not in the Netherlands. Many are hoping for further frigid conditions. Photo taken of Dutch people on the lakes of Ankeveen. A first time skating in 2017 is such a rare occurrence. Have a look at this great skating video taken with a drone: youtu.be/J6TPqMteEOU
Schaatsen op natuurijs is het leukste wat er is. Warm inpakken, muts op, handschoenen, schaatsen geslepen, slee mee en gaan. Helaas is het in Nederland niet zo vaak zo koud dat we echt kunnen schaatsen. Veel mensen grijpen vandaag nog even de kans om te schaatsen. Ondanks de waarschuwingen van schaatsbond KNSB om weg te blijven van meren, sloten en kanalen. Het ijs is op veel plekken niet dik genoeg. Daar lieten veel schaatsliefhebbers zich dus niet door weerhouden.. Op 26 januari 2017 verzamelden meerdere mensen op de Ankeveense plassen. Dat is de plek waar het ijs het sterkst was. Vaak wordt er aangehouden dat het ijs een centimeter of 10 dik moet zijn om veilig op te kunnen schaatsen, en het ijs op de Ankeveense plassen is op het dikste gedeelte maar een centimeter of vijf dik, maar dat weerhield tientallen mensen er niet van om toch even het ijs op te gaan. In Ankeveen was de meest gehoorde reactie: “het is dun, maar het kan wel…”. En dat leverde mooie plaatjes op. Mensen van alle leeftijden op schaatsen, kinderen die een buikschuiver willen maken, mensen die voorzichtig even willen voelen hoe het is om op het ijs te staan. De aantrekkingskracht van het ijs is enorm. Opvallend veel Amsterdammers zoeken hun toevlucht in Ankeveen. ,,Hier kan het al, bij ons op de grachten nog lang niet”, grijnst een meneer. ,,Het is windstil, lekker zonnetje, het is ijs is goed. Wat wil je nog meer?” ,,Natuurlijk kan je door het ijs zakken, maar het leven is niet zonder risico's. Je kan ook onder een auto komen, of er kan een vliegtuig op je huis neerstorten.”
(Cut to stage left where Caly and Levi use their weapons to kill the two guards in the wings, and Caly spots Sienna, Mateo, and Ronan on the opposite side of the stage.)
Levi: They've made Trajan a lifevessel?
Caly: I guess he's bigger on the inside, now.
(Caly gives Levi a smile and a shrug before leaping off the stage and dashing down the length of the remaining queue in front of Lilitus, her right hand brushing the skin of each human as she passes, skipping Dyanna, and the people sway, each feeling a little lightheaded. She stops before Lilitus.)
Caly: Well, hello imperious impersonator.
Lilitus: (looking down at Caly) Tenet scum!
Caly: Now that we're acquainted--
(Caly leaps onto the edge of the stage, landing on her left hand and kicking out with both feet, hitting the heavy podium and sending it crashing into Lilitus, sending both skidding to the back of the stage.)
Mateo: Think that's the sign?
Sienna: Looks like a sign to me.
(Sienna, Mateo, and Ronan dash onto the ballroom floor from one side of the stage while Levi dashes out from the other side)
Levi: Ronan! Get the humans out! (pointing at the dizzy formal-attired humans, then starting to kill what remained of guards of those waiting to board)
(Cut to the back of the stage where Lilitus kicks the podium away like it was paper, facing off with Caly.)
Lilitus: I've consumed dozens of lives, tenet!
Caly: That explains the chin bloat.
Lilitus: (drawing a different sort of weapon than Caly held) Die, traitor!
(Caly performs a quick backflip as Lilitus fires, the beam passing over her, scoring the carpet. Caly glances at the burn pattern where she'd been a moment before.)
Caly: Okay, lesson learned. I shouldn't body shame.
(to be continued)
Thank you to the cast!
Lilitus: Bailey
Caly: TB
Costume design for Lilitus: Bailey
Costume design for Caly: TB
Set design: Bailey
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Karin Broos (b. 1950) - Tystnaden [The Silence]. Acrylic on canvas. In the collection of the Värmland Museum, Karlstad.
The curators suggest that Uppsala-born Karin Broos' training at the Royal Art Academy in 's-Hertogenbosch, The Netherlands in 1970-1975 explains part of her photorealistic virtuosity.
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Sadly, I'm back from summer vacation. Here are a few shots that eric took while I was explaining how to focus my camera.
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66704 approaches Beggars' Bridge (between March and Whittlesea) working 4M29 10.34 Felixstowe North - Birch Coppice.
Like the shot of 66791, this has required straightening because I'd used the telegraph pole and the railway line as my vertical and horizontal guides when framing the shot. But at least I had some redundant background around the edge of the frame.
It was pleasing that the "fresh air" was at the back of this container train. And, yes, there is a pig lying down beside the bale of straw, as well as some sheep in the field beyond - which explains the escaped sheep (and goat) I saw on the dyke to my left some sixteen months ago.
To see my non-transport pictures, visit www.flickr.com/photos/137275498@N03/.
segundos antes da cicarelli ligar aqui
pra casa e me pedir em namoro =D
tá,
em homenagem a lua que eu vi no sabado.
o /arthursoares tambem viu.
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A sneak preview of upcoming photographs of the Pied-billed Grebe that was once again at Sackville Waterfowl Park.... I kept these ones last because they were my favorite and it was the most wonderful observing experience I had in a very long time.... will explain later. I did not have good weather while I was there, drizzle, thunder storms, cloudy, once in a while some sun rays and if so, I was facing it.... but will never forget this life lesson mom gave to her chick.
As I explained before, for three weeks now I have been, if not bedridden, at least mostly housebound as a result of a crippling knee problem. I can still drive around and run errands when mandatory, but it is hurtful and I am definitely not up to lugging photo equipment and go shooting. Furthermore, when this struck, I didn’t have many photos waiting for upload, what with the Winter season coming to an end, the pandemic still with us that doesn’t really encourage outings (the one day I went out, on March 9, on a photo shoot for the Fondation pour la Sauvegarde de l’Art Français, I became a COVID contact case of someone I had brushed against during the day, luckily without any consequence as I never was infected)... not to mention ridiculous wartime gas prices!
The bottom line is, I simply ran out of stuff to upload...
So, I had the idea to turn to some older photographs of mine to which I had, in 2021, given a “new life” by creating black-and-white versions of them for the purpose of a photographic essay that had been requested from me by the Department of Mediæval Studies of a US university. The essay’s theme was the emulation, with the tools of today, of the gorgeous black-and-white photography found in the books of the Zodiaque collection La Nuit des temps, devoted to religious art and architecture of the Romanesque age in Europe, and in particular in France. I’m sure many of you have heard about those books and/or own some of them.
Anyway, since those black-and-white versions are available, I figured I might as well upload them to offer you, who are kind enough to follow my stream, something to look at while I recover and until I can resume more normal photo activities...
Thank you in advance for your patience, and I hope you will enjoy this “renewed” content à la Zodiaque! I will put in a short description of each photo below.
The archetypal nudity of the Cistercian architecture is nowhere better illustrated than in the nave of the abbey of Fontenay in Burgundy, today a UNESCO World Heritage site.
Boundary Bay before the big storm.
Meteorologists are calling the weather event a "bomb cyclone."
“In order for it to be a meteorological bomb, it has to have a pressure drop of 24 millibars in 24 hours. This has dropped 50 millibars in 24 hours so it's like a double kind of a mega storm,” said Dave Phillips, a senior climatologist for Environment Canada.
The storm system is expected to bring extremely high winds.
“These are historic winds. I mean they're almost the kind of wind you'd see in a hurricane,” Phillips explained.
Explained the way of the painting.a is the drawing of me,bb is the texture selfmade with watercolor,c is a plus b.The advantage of working this way You can later paint the texture after seeing the results,thanks for the visit have all a nice weekend
Ok. Let me explain the title of this picture because I just HAVE to! It's hilarious! So for a few weeks now I'd been wanting to go to the "Garden Center" I discovered we had in our little town. Today was the perfect day. The day was gorgeous. But of course as my luck would have it, as soon as we arrive, it gets SUPER windy! I asked hubby to take pictures of Sofia and I together because we hardly ever get pictures together. I'm always holding the camera. He took them. When I reviewed the pics, I saw this one and I was like, "Oh! My hair came out nice! I like it!"
When I got home, I started editing some pictures. I showed him how this one came out. He told me this, "I want you to title it, 'You looked sexy'". I said, "What?" He said, "If you don't title it like I told you to, you can't post it. I know my rights as a photographer." BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! He said, "I want it titled that because you looked sexy today."
Meowwwrnnnn. Maybe I should fix myself up more often! *hehehehe*
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As I explained before, for three weeks now I have been, if not bedridden, at least mostly housebound as a result of a crippling knee problem. I can still drive around and run errands when mandatory, but it is hurtful and I am definitely not up to lugging photo equipment and go shooting. Furthermore, when this struck, I didn’t have many photos waiting for upload, what with the Winter season coming to an end, the pandemic still with us that doesn’t really encourage outings (the one day I went out, on March 9, on a photo shoot for the Fondation pour la Sauvegarde de l’Art Français, I became a COVID contact case of someone I had brushed against during the day, luckily without any consequence as I never was infected)... not to mention ridiculous wartime gas prices!
The bottom line is, I simply ran out of stuff to upload...
So, I had the idea to turn to some older photographs of mine to which I had, in 2021, given a “new life” by creating black-and-white versions of them for the purpose of a photographic essay that had been requested from me by the Department of Mediæval Studies of a US university. The essay’s theme was the emulation, with the tools of today, of the gorgeous black-and-white photography found in the books of the Zodiaque collection La Nuit des temps, devoted to religious art and architecture of the Romanesque age in Europe, and in particular in France. I’m sure many of you have heard about those books and/or own some of them.
Anyway, since those black-and-white versions are available, I figured I might as well upload them to offer you, who are kind enough to follow my stream, something to look at while I recover and until I can resume more normal photo activities...
Thank you in advance for your patience, and I hope you will enjoy this “renewed” content à la Zodiaque! I will put in a short description of each photo below.
As I have titled this series in reference to the Zodiaque books, I construe my “Romanesque” as the good monks did, i.e., I include in it some fine and inspiring examples of older architecture, what would indeed be classified as pre-Romanesque.
Among such places is the so-called “Lémenc Rotunda”, in the crypt (not open to the public) under the Saint-Pierre-de-Lémenc church in the town of Chambéry, at the foot of the French Alps. This enigmatic structure has been diversely interpreted by cohorts of self-styled specialists and self-appointed experts, and no definitive conclusion has been reached as to its purpose —which may have varied as centuries rolled by.
It is almost undoubtedly from the Carolingian period at least, therefore around 800–900 CE, possibly even Merovingian, i.e. a couple of centuries older. The structure is harmonious and delicate, and the existence of a drain at the bottom of the small basin reveals that a liquid was regularly poured into it, that subsequently needed to be drained. The idea of a baptismal font springs to mind, and most likely this was one of the place’s uses... but why did it need to be underground, hidden away in a crypt? Maybe because it wasn’t a baptismal font to begin with, and that’s when you step into the realm of conjecture, speculation and worse...
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Today, if you feel like I do, that we are surrounded, except when when we are together, by individuals that have no use or interest in Jesus Christ. Recently, I was asked by a very close relative, why I believed in such stuff? We were interrupted before I had a chance to respond. But the question, has caused me to deeply reflect on possible answers. Today, in our Gospel reading, we had the opportunity to hear about the transfiguration of Jesus Christ. Our gospel acclamation states the purpose of the transfiguration quite clearly: “This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased, listen to him.” So, we listen to Him. Listening, implies a deep and mature relationship with Jesus…and a love between us that motivates us to be like HIM. My answer to my loved one, would obviously include Jesus Christ, my guide, my companion, and friend. Who are they listening too?
This seems like a very difficult task for many of our peers. Recently, I was listening to a popular podcast, where an educated young woman had become disillusioned with her faith. She proudly stated that she was deconstructing her faith. Eventually, she chose a career as a spiritual director, where she gladly supports others in the process of deconstructing. She strongly avoids the name of Jesus Christ in her own spiritual journey and practice in helping others. She stated quite simply that too many people have been harmed by others under the banner of HIS name. It made me wonder who she is listening too now?
This reminds me of a similar situation in scripture: found in John chapter 6. Where Jesus is preaching about the Bread from Heaven-the Eucharist. He is equating that the bread is his body. “So Jesus said to them Truly, truly, I say to you, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of man and drink his blood, you have no life in you.” (53) ) “After this saying many of his disciples drew back and no longer walked with him.” Who were they going to listening too now? I thought!
Jesus then responds with a heart wrenching question to his twelve disciples: will you also go away? Peters' response is beautiful stated “Lord to whom shall we go, you have the words of eternal life, and we have believed, and have come to know, that you are the Holy One of God.” Because we are sitting and kneeling in our beloved church...we have a similar response…like Peter, James and John at the transfiguration event…we have the attitude that…it is very good to be here. This is where we listen to Him.
What are the benefits of listening to Jesus? Anastasius of Sinai, in his homily on the feast of the transfiguration in the 7th century states what we receive, beautifully:
“Therefore, since each of us possesses God in his heart and is being transformed into his divine image, we also should cry out with joy: It is good for us to be here—here where all things shine with divine radiance, where there is joy and gladness and exultation; where there is nothing in our hearts but peace, serenity and stillness, where God is seen. For here, in our hearts, Christ takes up his abode together with the Father, saying as he enters: Today salvation has come to this house. With Christ, our hearts receive all the wealth of his eternal blessings, and there where they are stored up for us in him, we see reflected as in a mirror both the first fruits and the whole of the world to come.” (End quote)
Peter, James and John had the awe-inspiring encounter with the transfigured Jesus, and it strengthened their faith for the purpose of sharing “the light” with the world. They had to come down from the mountain and face the complexity of a messy world. They did!
To change is painful. To be a Christian, a follower of Christ means that we have a deep bond with HIM. All relationships that are worthwhile, require us to adjust our lives accordingly. The purpose of our church…is to help form us into being a light for the world. Our transformation takes a lifetime, and this transformation requires us to listen to our conscience… for this is how we are guided in every moment and decision we make. When we receive the light of the world in the Eucharist, we are challenged to take this light, as it is reflected in our acts of kindness, into a dark and divided world.
Now let us prepare to meet Him in the Eucharist! Are we listening for HIS quiet voice within our hearts?
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Pentax Spotmatic, Super Takumar 50mm, f1.4 , Rollei RPX 100, ASA 100 CoolScan V
A few days ago I found the Ospreys were in their nest, so I went out before sunset to try to capture them in their nest.
When I arrived, neither were in the nest, so I found a place to stake out the nest and wait. I couldn't find either of them. I started looking around to see if they were sitting on a nearby tree. This one was waiting for me to leave so it could return to its nest.
I tried to explain to him that I only wanted an awesome picture, I wasn't hunting them, but he didn't believe me. So I settled for this picture and a few others. Will have to try again to capture them on the nest.