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I took part in the photomarathon yesterday with a fellow photographer friend, what a day, torrential rain and howling winds :(
What a day - we were on the verge of giving up a few times, but we bounced back with encouragement from each other and from Mathew Talfan who was one of the organisers, he gave us words of encouragement on picking up topics 5 to 8. Think we could have easily got on the bus and gone home at this point !!
Until you do one of these you may think it would be easy - believe me it was not !!
I'd like to say a big thanks to all the people who helped organise the event, what a great job you all did.
I have never felt more physically and mentally challenged ever.....so difficult to interpret the topics and guaranteed that when you were mid way through the other topics you would see something better for a previous topic - your topics had to be in order, so no jiggling them about....they are all straight out of camera, no editing allowed what so ever.
We managed to finish at about 9:30pm, I got home about 11:15pm after leaving my house at 7:45am in the morning.........a very long day!!
Well, here are my photos, all 12 of them, flickr has uploaded them backwards but if you view the set they are in order, I'm just to tired to reorder them. I'll catch up with you all sometime, just so tired....thanks for taking the time to look :))
Would I do it again - Hell yeah !!......lol
Fletch makes it crystal clear that this Kodak Moment is not appreciated. The raised eyebrow is a warning signal that even the brave should heed.
Secret #18
I'm a miserable cow. I am, I really, really am a miserable cow. I have suffered from depression on and off for over 20 years now, and had horrendous PND when my son was born (it lasted for 2 very, very fuzzy years). I am now aware that I get these depressive episodes and can usually self manage ( I am also a control freak and have to sort it out myself), and because I am aware of what is happening, it doesn't tend to last too long, although certain things do trigger the black clouds - like the weather (pardon the pun).
The weather at the moment is really bringing me down. We got back from Spain 2 weeks ago and I don't think we've had a day of sunshine since. My husband's asthma and my psoriasis disappear in the warmer weather, but both are back with a vengeance and our son has a snotty cold. I'm fed up of sitting on damp smelly, overpriced trains and then walking to work in the rain. I'm fed up of craving comfort food because it's so cold and miserable outside. I'm fed up of paying ridiculous prices for electricity, gas and diesel. I'm fed up of hearing dismal stories about the "economic downturn" and the impact of the credit crunch. I'm FED UP and I'm a MISERABLE COW!
Ahhhh, feel better already!
The poor pool attendant stood for hours under his umbrella in the vain hope that someone would brave the pouring rain and take a dip in the pool
Title pretty much says it. Note the fly on the eyebrow and a general need to shave :-(
March, 2010.
Nikon D300s. Nikkor 70-300mm @ 135mm.
Exposure: 1/125s @ f5.6.
ISO: 400.
It doesn't show on this side of the shot, but the little boy on the left is wearing a shirt that has a logo that looks like the FedEx logo, but says "FedUp" instead.
Luego de su ascenso a Primera División, tras derrotar a la PUCP, la UDEP ganó su partido final contra la Universidad Federico Villarreal, por 56 a 28. De este modo, se consagró campeón invicto del torneo.
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Waiting
a busy day today moving our eldest daughter into the student village in Swansea, not helped by being stuck in traffic for ages. On the bright side it did give me an opportunity to shoot the bridge from an unusual angle :)
Cropped shot of the long-gone Denman Arena (@ the NW corner of W. Georgia + Denman St.) from a colourized poster/photograph, circa 1913. Two years later, in 1915, the Vancouver *Millionaires* won the city's first (and only) Stanley Cup there. Now, nearly 100 years later, we patiently, or perhaps not so patiently, await another. -- Go Canucks!
After a fairly okay morning we had the meeting of all the staff from all the projects on the main base this afternoon. Happy when I arrived exhaustion suddenly hit me and after a few comments to remind me just how much I miss my good friend Els I spent the entire meeting feeling fed up, about to cry and not at all well.
Then got home and tried everything to edit out that annoying fluorescent light. Simply accomplished making myself EVEN more fed up! So its staying!
Saw a place, loved it, but was aprehensive at first.
The fear was a of fear of change.
Went back to see it.
Fell in love all over again.
Took 24 hours to be sure.
24 hours later, the landlord turned into a monster.
Took back his offer.
Now back to square one.
We don’t have a new place to live anymore.
Exhaustion beyond belief.
All faith stripped away.
Left a little part of our soul behind -
residual shells - the worn ghosts of hope.
Need time to rest. Need time to get lost.
Need time to forget that we're
not home yet...
20772259 - young mother doing the laundry, holding her child and talking on the phone in the same time.
This is in Arica, Chile's northernmost city. We ready for another international crossing which involves first a forgettable experience with a shyster taxi driver and the usual set of exit and entry passport checks.
Before we'd even crossed over I'd expressed my fedupness with the buses. It would take another full day or more to get from southern Peru to the capital. So the taxi dropped us off at the airport. A ticket for two was $300, a bit stiff but I really was fed up with riding the South American greyhound. Just an hour after takeoff we were back in Lima.
You know what I am fed up with?
All the media attention that is given to this Mueller report, and all the negative reporting that is directed to the President. It has been going on since the day he was elected. It is in the news every single day. We hardly know what is going on in the rest of the country or the world because reporters, politicians and for the most part Hollywood types, have been speaking out about what a bad corrupt president he has been.
Has the country fallen apart since he's been in office? Do most of us all have our jobs? Is the economy going strong? Are we at war everywhere?
For all those that hate him the election is coming. My advice, if so many people hate him vote him out of office. Then we will see if most Americans really do want him out or if it's just the voice of the few that have a platform to get the attention.
I feel better now.
Bantei Srei is much smaller and more remote than the majority of Angkor temples and in contrast to the other major Angkorian sites, was built by a civilian (although a rich one). However, its fine sandstone carvings make it stand out, and a visit is on even the most hurried tourists' itinerary - bus trip, twenty minutes squeeze through, then back.
An early morning trip to Banteay Srei and Kbal Spean. Arrived around 7.30 to a lovely empty-ish temple. Half an hour later, the coaches had dumped their load and the place was mayhem. Literally had to use bad manners and elbows to even get out of the place.
Kbal Spean involved an hours' hike and was much quieter - no coaches dropping their loads at the doorstep, just peaceful jungle trails and even the odd crazy meditating by the wayside.