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This iconic, beautiful old castle in Europe. Despite visiting Belgium many many times exploring, this was the first time I'd seen this place.
Last minute 48 hour trip taking in a few new spots and some old locations. 17 hour days and mixed weather added to the fun.
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One wheel of the one lift that gives access to Grands Montets ski resort broke down yesterday.. A bunch of ski tourers (incl. me…) took advantage…
The Quiraing in the north of Skye is a fascinating and weird landscape. The Quiraing (Scottish Gaelic: Cuith-Raing) is a landform on the eastern face of Meall na Suiramach, the northernmost summit of the Trotternish escarpment on the Isle of Skye, Scotland. It takes the form of a craterous hollow surrounded by a high rampart of rock. Within the hollow is a raised plateau the size of a football field, known as the Table. Other distinctive features of the landscape are the Needle, a jagged pinnacle rising to 120 feet (37 m), and the Prison, a mass of rock resembling a medieval keep.
Like the rest of the Trotternish escarpment, the Quiraing was formed when a thick layer of flood basalt spread over the peninsula and destabilized the weak sedimentary rocks below, causing a succession of landslides. It has been renowned for its fantastical appearance since the Victorian period. The poet Alexander Smith dubbed it "a nightmare of nature".
There was evidence of landslips while I was there. One of the steep grassy slopes had slid right to the bottom leaving a patch of rich dark earth as if all the turf had been lifted for a football pitch. And there had obviously been a sizeable rock fall with debris obliterating the path along the escarpment. In places the path is just a notch cut into the hillside making me wonder if the weight of walkers might be enough to start it sliding down the hill. Perhaps more likely in wet weather. And in many places the worn path, perhaps barely a foot wide, narrowed to half that where one side had disappeared down the slope. It worried me a bit as I wandered along: do I worry about boulders crashing down from above or worry about the path collapsing below my feet? Oh well, I failed to spot any bodies down below, and I hadn't heard of any deaths at the Quiraing in the News. Mind you the News is full of so much other stuff these days it is quite likely such an event would be unreported.
Photoshop is an amazing tool. But sometimes even the wizardry of Adobe fails. In this case, it was photomerge pano function. So, I’ve tried my best to manually stitch the sequence of 5 images together. Look closely, and you will find multiple artifacts. But, hey, I’m happy with the final result. It also has left me with a much deeper appreciation of Photoshop can do when it’s working well.
It was a stunning view, watching the lights dancing across the mouth of Morfjorden. We won’t mention the point when I slipped into a rockpool, faceplanted the granite, and ended up with soaking wet soon-to-be-frozen pair of trousers. As that will not be mentioned, neither will “suffering for one’s art”.
I have to give a massive shout-out to Andy Stables, creator of the Glendale Aurora Alert App. An amazingly clever and helpful bloke.
A failed attempt to drag out a smaller steam roller from the undergrowth - the rain had made the ground slippery and adding to the uphill gradient.......
Was a great demonstration but the persistent rain that started caused to me retire to the dry engine shed for a welcome mug of tea.
Image info:- Nikon D750 with Nikon 24-70mm f/2.8 @ f/6.3, ISO 800, shutter 1/200, focal length 56mm, processed in Lightroom Classic and Photoshop.
Parrot Crossbills are restricted to the Western Palearctic, breeding mainly in Scandinavia and NW Russia. But this population is nomadic, occasionally wandering to Britain when their pine cone crop fails. Wandering birds occasionally stay here to breed, and it has become apparent in recent years that a population of about 100 pairs breeds in Caledonian pine forests in Strathspey and Deeside. 2017 has seen an invasion of Parrot Crossbills into Britain, including a flock of at least 12 birds In the Upper Derwent Valley in the Peak District, which is where I photographed this male.
Identification is not easy, and incidentally DNA cannot separate Common, Scottish or Parrot Crossbills. Parrots have a heavier neck, and a larger bill, particularly the lower mandible that swells towards the tip. But there was variation in bill size among the 12 birds present, and not all had absolutely massive bills. Because I listen to Common Crossbills all the time their calls sounded very different to me; a lower choop, compared with the higher chip of Crossbill.
The scientific name Loxia pytyopsittacus is interesting too. Loxia means slanted or crosswise, referring to the bill, and pytyopsittacus translates as parrot of the pines from the Greek Pitus (pine tree) and psittakos (parrot).
Ondu 6x6 pinhole camera. Mkll. Ilford Pan F 50. Fomadon Ro9.
This is the same plane as my last pic. While I usually get the exposure right, that was not the case here. Besides: Everything was moving. Anyway: I sort of like the photo.
I'm between work and orchestra practice. Not only has my schedule not allowed me to do much more than work and sleep, there have been multiple crises within my family and friends over this past weekend.
I'm to the point where words fail me. Not because I am the one hurting, but because I'm watching others hurt.
I've little or no time to 'flickr' until Friday... please forgive.
I started with seeds from a rotting organic tomato. Seeds were healthy. Should’ve grown but after nearly a month this is the result. Clearly GMO not organic. I’ve purchased three organic vegetables for a test. I’ll be posting photos as the project progresses.
I ordered the pattern from Etsy, reduced it some, and made this catnip fish for our cat family. (hand-stitched, mind you) Instead of filling it completely with dried catnip, I made a cylindrical pouch and inserted it along with the stuffing.
As you'll see in the following photographs, there just hasn't been much enthusiasm for the fish toy. I wonder if Jimmy made a peace pact with the fish.
Clock work(s)
I think my father was a frustrated engineer. For most of his life he was involved in looking for oil, working out ways to get it out and then to transport and refine it efficiently.
When he retired one of his many hobbies was horology, the study of clocks. He used to buy old broken ones at auctions, dismantle them, fix them and put them back together. Well, that was the theory!
Inevitably the number of clocks dismantled way exceeded the number put back together. This is an image of a tin of his leftover bits of clocks that I have kept. I guess I have kept them partly to remind me of him, but also, quite perversely and worryingly, because I actually like them. I guess I’m a frustrated something or other too :)
There are lots of bits in this image: an escapement for regulating the power from the spring or weights (top left), two parts of a strike mechanism (the large cog with spikes underneath and the arc of metal with teeth), a tiny drum for winding clock weight cord and a pulley in the background.
I like the patina and corrosion on the metal so tried to bring that out in the processing.
This is for the Macro Mondays group’s theme this week Cogwheel. The image is just over 2 inches across.
Thank you for taking time to look. I hope you enjoy the image! Happy Macro Mondays.
[Tripod in daylight with white card reflector; focused in Live View; remote release.
Ten images focus stacked in Affinity Photo.
Curves in LAB mode to strengthen colours and to tweak the contrast. A touch of added saturation and vibrance.
A bit of tidying up with inpainting, but there is a lot of dust and fluff which adds a bit to the feel of the image so I left most of it.
Sharpened using Unsharp Mask for the fine stuff and High Pass filter/Linear blend mode for the big stuff.
Slight dark vignette… and we’re done :) ]
Rien ne peut nous vaincre.
rien ne peut nous arrêter.
Nous seuls sommes un obstacle.
Restons ensemble.
Marchons, pas à pas sur ce chemin.
J'ignore ce que sera demain, Mais je peux déjà le construire maintenant.
Je ne marche plus seul, je le sais.
I'm in love with you, you silly thing
Anyone can see
What is it with you, you silly thing
Just take it from me
It was not a chance meeting
Feel my heart beating
You're the one
You could take all this, take it away
I'd still have it all
Cause I've climbed the tree of life
And that is why, no longer scared if I fall
When I get lost in space
I can return to this place
Cause, you're the one
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
You washed away my tears
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
Nothing fails
I'm not religious
But I feel so moved
Makes me want to pray,
Pray you'll always be here
I'm not religious
But I feel such love
Makes me want to pray
When I get lost in space
I can return to this place
Cause, you're the one
I'm not religious
But i feel so moved
Mmmm mmm...
I'm not religious
Makes me want to pray
I'm not religious
But i feel so moved
Makes me want to pray
Pray you'll always be here
I'm not religous
But i feel such love
makes me want to pray
I'm not religious (I'm not religious)
But I feel so moved (but it makes want to pray)
I'm not religious (I'm not religious)
Makes me want to pray (But it makes me want to pray)
I'm not religious (makes me want to)
But I feel so moved (pray)
I'm not religious (pray)
Makes me want to pray (pray)
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
You washed away my tears
Nothing fails
No more fears
Nothing fails
Madonna, Nothing fails
The summit of Pike O' Stickle looks nothing from this angle however when seen from the Langdale Valley it is a prominent hill. I had crossed this lump a little while earlier and failed to gain any views on account of cloud cover. In this view taken from the shoulder of Grey Knotts the summit is briefly uncloaked. A small amount of height had now been gained and the snow on the ground had just started to appear. A little further onwards and there would be no visible grass, just rock and snow.
Taking a solo hike in such a region when the cloud comes and goes is a real privilege. You are only governed by daylight hours and your own navigation skills.
My resolution for the new year was to stop eating chocolate. I have failed miserably already. The more I try the more I want to eat it. This thing is gonna kill me.
Minha resolucao para o ano novo era parar de comer chocolate. Ja falhei miseravelmente. Quanto mais eu tento nao comer mais eu quero.
Esse vicio ira me matar.
I'm stopping my 365 project and I thought about this very well. I know that taking pictures every day could help somebody improving and growing so much as a person and artist but I just feel like this is not the right way for me as a photographer. I'm used to taking picture when I have the right mood and I really cannot handle this pressure I put on myself. I just feel like I'm not getting better but just the other way around. Even if I only tried this one picture a day for only two weeks, I realized how much work it is and how much you have to love photography. I think my love is not that big for taking pictures everyday it's more a fun thing I do and I just don't want to lose this fun...
I really feel like I should start something new, more relaxed. I feel like I should delete some pictures of this stream and keep this stream only with the pictures I LIKE because that is what life is about - doing the things you like- isn't it ?
Sorry for this text ._. but I just had to write this.
I spent an embarrassingly large amount of time creating bubbles and having every one of them fail. My bubble solution needs to be remade because the bubbles die and pop very quickly but instead of pouring it out and starting with fresh, I kept going. I wanted to make it work and even though I was frustrated that they lost color and popped. I won't make that mistake tomorrow but need to use one of the images from today as a reminder that when things aren't working we should stop and fix them. I am not sure if you need to hear this message today too but if you know something isn't working instead of just powering through you will end up with better results and be happier if you fix the problem instead of just ignoring it and thinking it will go away. Learn from my failure... especially all of my grammatical errors.
Trail does not necessarily equal fail on the Iowa Pacific-operated 'Hoosier State', as demonstrated by GP40FH-2 4137, bringing up the rear of the classy consist at 18th Street on its way out of Chicago.
SL FAILS: Frontline Artificial Intelligence Logistics Supervisor.
The FAILS serves as a logistic hive center of the SL Drone Fleet. It's the central processing hub, controlling the fleet's combat operations.
Heavily armoured but completely unarmed, the SL FAILS depends on it's fleet to be it's weapons
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So after 6 years, SHIPtember finally beat me - I started off strong but just couldn't get the motivation to finish. Every day was a struggle to try to bail out the sinking SHIP, sometimes things just aren't meant to be.
37612 passes Cheney Longville with 97302 on the rear working 6C47 18.12½ Bescot to Bescot via The Marches and Heart of Wales line. 37612 would fail later that evening.
I love Victoria sponge but somehow I just haven't mastered :( All this folding business and combining, I just chuck it all in and hope for the best!! Still tastes good though....
Cái ký túc thân thương đáng yêu mỹ miều của mình đang tân trang lại sắc đẹp.
Chụp xong cái ảnh cũng là lúc trên người có thêm chục vết muỗi đốt.
Chẳng thành công vs bất kỳ thể loại nào :(
Cố đấm ăn xôi là có ngày ăn cựt.
66539+failed 56094 on 6S31,heading North at Rock today.The 56 expired at Plessey and the 66 came from Tyne Yard to rescue it
8f class locomotive 48305 is seen on shed at Haworth 1940s weekend. The loco is in light steam as it had failed earlier in the day
Not deliberately water entered the camera. It was in vertical position and inclined upwards, with the weak part up.
Beer can pinhole camera.
Exposure: 2016-12-26, 2017-05-29, 154 days.
Ilford multigrade brillant paper.
Scanner: Epson V370.
A couple of miles west of the Giant's Causeway, at Runkerry Head, you can see hints of hexagonal basalt columns which didn't quite make it! (Or, have they been eroded by the sea?)