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"The picture of Joachim Muni Getter that I had in my collection and that matched exactly the one posted on Semmel's blog," says Silvia Espinosa-Schrock.
With a blue sky behind me why wouldn't I get out and enjoy it - wish I had some company though, care to join me xx
A jokey interpretation of how sweetcorn gets that chargrilled look when it's barbequed. Underexposed, with a flash set to manual on the left bouncing off a A2 white card on the right. Thanks go to my Daughter for the loan of her black felt-tip pen.
BCC POTY 2016 Round 2 Yellow and Black: Judge's comments: "Love the idea. Love the out of focus detail in the background. However the image wants more contrast and more saturation"
Judge's score: 15/20
Looking down the runway at YVR I managed to get a few shots like this one. Got to buy a bigger lens for next time and make sure that I am perfectly in alignment with the runway lights so I get perfect perspective instead of this slightly skewed angle. Still happy with it but will lean from this first attempt at a plane taking off.
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Michael Beckwith, Bob Proctor and Jack Canfield from the movie the Secret
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Just getting ready to begin my "daily" Crow's Pose ...... if you believe that then you mighty just believe anything, LOL!
I was certainly stretched for today's great challenge!!
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We've just had to rush poor Shogi to the vet and they have decided to keep him in.
As you know his previous owner wasn't very good with him and gave him chocolate.
this has agrivated his bowel so now he's on prescription food for a sensitive stomach.
I've been managing the kitten food for Guinevere and Shogi's pretty well by placing Guin's food on top of the cat tower where Shogi can't reach.
Last night while Shogi was asleep upstairs I fed Guinevere and kept the food on the floor.
Neither Greg nor I saw or heard Shogi and we freaked out when we saw him eating her food.
Half an hour later he was sick and was sick through the night.
He's looked very ill and not moved at all.
Before he was first diagnosed with Bowel desease he would improve during the day.
Today that didn't happen.
He just became worse so to the vets we went to explain.
He had a scan while we were there and they told us part of his bowel looks to be blocked.
They have placed him on an Anti-inflammatory and pain killers in case his bowel is so swollen it's touching together but to my shock they told me it could be cancer!
The Anti-inflammatory will help the swelling to go down so they will be able to take another look.
If there is still something there then they will have to operate.
I won't know any more until the morning although my phone will be on all night.
Get well soon little fella.
I love you and this house feels so quiet and lonely without you.
Sending you healing thoughts.
Mum
xxxx
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Went by the airport this morning for some photos. While this isn't as exciting as a photo of a plane taking off this one is probably my favorite of the morning. The colors and the lighting here are what make it for me.
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Camera: D700
Lens: 28-300mm f/3.5-5.6
Time taken: 6:34AM
Exposure Bias: 0EV
Focal Length: 190mm
ISO: 200
Aperture: f/16
Shutter Speed: 8 seconds
A murky start to the day and a pair of Swedish Air Force Saab JAS-39 Gripens depart Fairford after participating in RIAT 2013.
The latest in a long line of successful Saab Jets the Gripen is a potent weapons platform currently in service with Sweden, Czech Republic, Hungary and South Africa.
Saturday 3rd November 2018
It is a truth that you don't know how ill you were until you begin to get better.
I had been suffering with a cough for maybe three months now, usually at night when I went to bed. I had been forced to sup from bottles of cough syrup to enable me to drop off, and in later weeks, sleep was being broken by me coughing in my sleep as I turned over. At times my chest ached with the coughing. And worse of all, it seemed never to end.
I was planning on going to the doctor, but my inner voice told me, what could I say, I cough a lot? So, I bore it. And I did through the day too, sucking on cough sweets as I worked though the day and a dry coughing fit would render me incapable of talking.
And then, late last week, it just stopped. One night I went to bed, laid on my other side and dropped off. And slept deeply for nine hours, except when Scully brought me in a mouse for me and would not be quiet until I looked at it under the bed. The lay in the dark as she ate it, crunching through the bones.
So, I can sleep long and deep at night, and no longer cough my way through the day either. All rather marvelous, and so worries I might have caught the plague or ebola go unfounded.
Once my back is better, I can think about exercise again and tackling my weight. Again. I mean, we all have good intentions, but this time I really must do better. I heard from my friend Tony that he has given up sugary soda and cakes, maybe I should give up, or partly give up booze, as it is pure calories. Or, give up the meals for half the week that seem to demand the accompaniment of a glass or three of red, of a bottle of Belgian#s finest.
We shall see.
Jools asked me what the plan was for the weekend.
Sheffield Park, I replied.
Train then, she said.
No, the other Sheffield Park, but that is also nearby!
Sheffield Park is in Sussex, a good two hour drive from Chez Jelltex, and in preparation for the trip, Jools had done the shopping on Friday, meaning we had nothing else to do on the day.
Jools did not ask why we were going to Sheffield Park, just accepted it.
After breakfast we set off, driving up the M20, soon to be Europe's largest lorry park, where only two lanes are now open and for 25 or so miles there is a 50mph speed limit whilst workers strengthen the hard shoulder to allow for mile upon mile of nose to tail lorry parking, which is the sum of the UK's only Brexit preparation.
Even worse is that the motorway that links the M20 with the M25 west, the M26, is to be closed both ways indefinitely to allow for more lorry parking, this will make the simple business of getting about more tricky. If we have fuel for our cars, of course.
We cross into Sussex, and the sat nav takes us south off it to East Grinstead, then by back lanes through woods and rolling fields towards Haywards Heath to Sheffield Park. All the time I was looking at the sky, looking for signs of the clouds clearing, the forecast clearly spoke of sunny intervals, but this was just solid cloud, and dull.
We arrive at Sheffield Park just as the gates were opening, paid our entrance fee to get in, and then the age old problem, which path to take? I look at the map and point vaguely in the other direction and say "that way".
We are confronted with the first of a series of lakes, each surrounded by a mix of trees, some still green or evergreen, but others yellow or red leaves showing well. Just not dramatic in the dull light. Above us, the clouds had began to clear from the north, but would it ever unveil the sun way to the south? As the time neared to half ten then eleven, the clearing reached the sun, and it was like that scene from Wizard of Oz when it went from black and white to technicolor. Amazing.
Not sure how long the sun would last, we and the other photographers rush round getting shots of the park, showing off its autumn colours.
By now the gardens were getting busy, so we beat our retreat back to the car ten drive the half mile down the road to the Bluebell Railway station of the same name. I already knew there were no train running, but the station buffet would be open, and would be very much cheaper than the team rooms the National Trust usually charges for.
We have a sandwich each, some crisps and I have a pint of Harvey's Old ale, which was rather wonderful.
After a quick look round the station shop, we go back to the car for the drive back home, following the same route as took when we came, the clouds had rolled back over, so we had had the best of the weather and I felt lucky we got the shots we did.
Back home I put the radio on the listen to the footy; City were away at Sheffield Wednesday, and start well, but miss an early penalty, and seems it was going to be one of those day. We had not won there since 2001, nor won in the league in November since 2008, so the omens were not good.
But in the second half, City went up the gears and rattled in four goals in quarter of an hour, and looked like Barcelona at times, but that might have been the poor opposition. But the upshot of this result, and the fact that Sheffield Utd lose is that, for 24 hours at least, Norwich are top of the league, and our rivals, despite employing our old manager, Paul Lambert, were rock bottom after drawing 1-1.
We go to Whitfield in the evening for some card action, but Jen and John both have colds, and we are still pretty tired, meaning that we only play one game of meld, which Jen wins, and Syn scoops the jackpot in Queenie, meaning we were all done by nine, and able to be home and in bed by ten.