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I was down and out most of the weekend with a flu. The animals know something is wrong and they just wait it out patiently and quietly with me. Every now and then Yuki would open her eyes and check on me. Feeling much better today.
Back from China after visiting some very photogenic places.
The conditions were not 100% when I think of some pictures that are in my mind; but we were lucky, because 2 hours after this spot began to rain.
Panorama from 6 vertical shots a' 27 mm, after composition and editing in Lightroom cut in the format 16:8.
Zurück von China nach dem Besuch einiger sehr fotogenen Orte.
Die Bedingungen waren nicht 100 %, wenn ich an einige Bilder denke, die mir im Gedächtnis sind; dennoch hatten wir Glück, denn 2 Stunden nach diesem Spot fing es an zu regnen.
Panorama aus 6 vertikalen Fotos a' 27 mm, nach Zusammensetzung und Bearbeitung in Lightroom in das Format 16:8 geschnitten.
Danke für deinen Besuch! Thanks for visiting!
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Se trata del valle por el que fluyen tanto el río Pas como el Pisueña, afluente este último del primero.
Ambos se unen en la localidad de Vargas, incluida dentro del municipio de Puente Viesgo.
La unión de ambas y este propio Valle nos deja imágenes de una gran espectacularidad, lo que provoca que sea uno de los puntos de más afluencia de turistas dentro de Cantabria.
Es una zona con una gran tradición religiosa. Su historia está relacionada con la religión y con los edificios de este estilo.
Y es que la presencia de monasterios en este lugar permitió la repoblación del mismo. Además, la presencia de los mismos no solo provocó un impulso poblacional en la zona, sino también económico.
Gran parte de los edificios construidos en esa época, hablamos del siglo XI, aún se conservan dotando al Valle del Pas de un gran patrimonio cultural.
Sin duda, un lugar perfecto para los amantes de los edificios religiosos debido al gran número de construcciones de esta índole que encontramos en el bello paraje del Valle del Pas.
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All you lovely friends must be wondering as to where I vanished. I am down with Flu and my eyes burn when I watch TV or computer screen. I just got online today to post this message for all of you so that you know that your loyal friend has not gone anywhere. I promise to catch up with all of you and comment on each and every wonderful photo that I have missed. I hope to be fighting fit by tuesday 2nd Sept.
"O,I die, Horatio!"
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Ik was vorige week op Ameland waar ik tientallen dode wilde vogels heb zien liggen, waaronder deze meerkoet.
Het is een heel groot probleem.
Bird Flu is a big problem here in the Netherlands. A lot of wild birds die because of it.
Schöne Ansichten am Enztalradweg , den wir ein Stück gefahren sind ....
Links oben : : Wasserspiel in der Enz , ( Enztalblume )
Links unten:
Der Bietigheimer Eisenbahnviadukt ist eine Eisenbahnbrücke über das Enztal bei Bietigheim-Bissingen und eines der Wahrzeichen der Stadt. Er wurde von 1851 bis 1853 als Teil der württembergischen Westbahn Bietigheim–Bruchsal unter der Leitung von Baurat Karl Etzel erbaut.
Rechts oben : Herbstlich bewachsenes Haus an der Enztalschleuse in Bietigheim - Bissingen...
Rechts unten :
Ein durchgehender, attraktiver Fuß- und Radweg verläuft - seit der Verlagerung des Straßenverkehrs im Zuge der Landesgartenschau 1989 - hier im Enztal.
Die knapp 20 m hohe, natürliche Wobach-Felswand wurde durch die Erosionskraft der Enz freigelegt und bietet eine passende Kulisse für die Informationstafeln und Gesteinsformationen, die dem Besucher Einblicke in die Erdgeschichte Baden-Württembergs geben.
Wünsche Euch allen ein sonniges Wochenende ♥♥♥
Infos zu den Bildern : Wikipedia
We were almost five years late. What on earth had we been doing in the time since Lee was taken out by a serious case of man flu just before we were due to head off to Dartmoor? A couple of weeks earlier, I’d taken two days leave and we’d gone on a scouting mission to Foggintor and Great Staple Tor. At Windy Post, a lone tog had asked us whether we were Canon men or Nikon men, as if there was some kind of badge we should be wearing that defined us. We scratched our heads. In Lee’s case he was a Canon/Nikon/Sony/David Hasselhof/Fujifilm/Rolleiflex/Kodak Instamatic/Box Brownie/Canon again/Sony again/Nikon again man. We just nodded, smiled and agreed that Windy Post wasn't working today. A few days later Lee was in bed, clinging grimly onto life with the mysterious disease known as “A Stinking Cold,” and groaning that a photography expedition would be too much for him. “Go on without me,” his whine came over pitifully on the Whatsapp. “I’ll only hold you back.” It was all too pathetic - we’d wait until he was well again. Reluctantly I contacted an understanding host, said we’d be back, and life moved on.
Somewhere towards the end of last year, it was agreed that another trip was due. Lee had disposed of all of the above camera systems (probably), and was now in possession of two exotic Leicas. Whether they’d bear fruit, he still wasn’t sure. By now the three happy clackers had fallen into an easy rhythm of heading off for a few days every second February. In 2018 we christened the new tradition with a winter wonderland at Glencoe, while in 2020 and 2022 we managed to time our respective visits to Snowdonia (or Eryri as my sister now insists we call it) and Somerset (or Somerset as we insist we call it) with monstrous storms. And while another dose of snowfall would be more than welcome, we really didn’t need any more tempests. We were done with cowering in our digs watching airborne trampolines zooming past the windows and waiting for the wind to drop below seventy miles per hour. For the bleak uplands of West Devon, rain and mist would be ideal.
This time, in recompense for his earlier failure to keep away from the microbes, Lee booked the accommodation - and a mighty fine billet he found us too. Dave and I immediately agreed that from now on, Lee was appointed Director of Housing. Not only had our host left enough tea bags to last a week, but we also found three freshly baked scones waiting for us on arrival. Next to them stood three pots of jam, and it didn’t take long to locate the clotted cream in the fridge either. What a lovely Westcountry welcome. I decided not to mention the fact I live five minutes walk from the place where they make the clotted cream - it might have seemed ungrateful. And then there was the underfloor heating. Lee had excelled himself. We’d overlook the fact that being on a working farm, it might be quite busy at 5am, but then again there was a plan to get up early on the first morning. And with fog and mist expected at the crack of dawn, it was a rare opportunity to go to the woods. Those woods.
Now I know you know. And you know that I know you know. There’s probably little point in maintaining a veil of pretence as to the exact location, but I’m going to beg your indulgence on this one. Yes of course it’s that famous woodland - the one we don’t talk about for fear of inviting massed hordes into its depths. Our new friend Carl told us a film party had recently asked permission to come here with a large smoke machine. At least there were only four of us creeping around benignly at half past eight in the morning, sheltering from the persistent drizzle that followed us wherever we went. Ok so the gloom wasn’t quite as thick as it might have been, but as things went, the gods appeared to be with us as we searched for the beasts who guard the forest. Here, I found two reptilian forms, swathed in deep green coats of moss and ferns, making their way across the ancient boulders. The one on the left looked spent, but any attempts to overcome him would surely be repelled by a rather fierce looking companion.
Five years on and we’d timed this visit well. No storms, no snow, just an agreeable blanket of misty morning doom. For a couple of hours we moved around the edges of the wood, entranced and enchanted by its curious inhabitants, nursing cups of coffee drawn from thermos flasks. Just now and then a composition might unravel from the chaos, although more often confusion ruled amongst the beasts. Beasts that skulked and plotted in the shadows as we shook the raindrops from our packs and wiped our cameras with whatever passed for towels. All too soon our time was up - the next rendezvous lay waiting somewhere nearby. We packed our gear away and left the guardians to their secrets. I could almost feel them watching our backs as we retreated into the fog once more.
well, last week we joined the other 800,000 California residents in a utility company initiated power outage.
on Tuesday we prepared.
leon got gas for the generator, filled buckets of water, and we checked all the lanterns and flashlights for working batteries.
the power went off a couple of hours later.
we are all-electric, therefore we have no way to use the stove, oven, or microwave. we have no water because the pump to the well runs on electricity. we can't take a bath or shower or flush the toilets.
leon runs a cable to the refrigerators and the freezer. he ran the coffee pot off the kitchen cord. [we always have bottled water on hand so we can have coffee and the dogs can have water.]
and even tho' it was chilly at night, we had a fire in the woodstove. [we have no central heating] and I discovered that my clock in my bedroom has a battery backup. I'd forgotten.
I always have books to read next to the battery-operated camp lantern.
leon has a radio that runs on batteries and he could listen to outage reports and music.
our entire town and surrounding areas were shut down.
we were lucky.
our power came back on Thursday.
three hours later I got intestinal flu'. it's a good thing the power was back on.
I finally got up this morning [Sunday] and did some laundry and folded it.
I emptied the dishwasher. I checked the greenhouse and watered.
I ate some cold cereal.
I went back to bed.
I had some noodles for dinner and a bit of salad.
I am back in bed.
tomorrow will be better.
I've actually been feeling as old as I look. blech...
bex with porcelain skin and vulcan ear, cat eyes still in tact, as well as the greasy hair
nom nom nom
time to go to dolores park and get some iceeeee cream
i just got over a crazy bad stomach flu... head in and out of the toilet/rubbish bin ALL morning and afternoon, so please forgive my young orphan blank stare and all that jazz.... maybe it is *dun dun dun* SWINE FLU!
or not
Ignorance and complacency are the breading grounds for death and chaos.
…The 4 Horsemen are at the gate
Influenza A virus subtype H1N1 is the 2009 version of the 1918 flu pandemic.
...or is it?
This year’s flu shot given at the local pharmacy . The Covid vaccine was given the same day in the other arm. Her arms were achy the next day. Hurting me Covid vaccine on the arm but much better to prevent terrible Covid. It is vaccine is available now for eligible individuals terrible.
Go to the LARGE SIZE of this image to see it display correctly--it's an animated GIF file, only it doesn't animate on Flickr when it is displayed at smaller sizes. The animation shows the progression of the outbreak over time.
Yes, I am a worrywart about bird flu.