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One from Sundays sunrise near glutton bridge
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This shot was taken at Troupe head on the Scottish coastline.
Gannets hunt fish by diving from a height into the sea and pursuing their prey underwater. Gannets have a number of adaptations which enable them to do this:
* they have no external nostrils;
* they have air sacs in their face and chest under their skin
which act like bubble-wrap, cushioning the impact with the water;
* their eyes are positioned far enough forward on their face to give them binocular vision, allowing them to judge distances accurately.
Gannets can dive from a height of 30 m, achieving speeds of 100 km/h as they strike the water, enabling them to catch fish much deeper than most airborne birds.
The gannet's supposed capacity for eating large quantities of fish has led to "gannet" becoming a disapproving description of somebody who eats excessively, similar to "glutton".
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The almost obscenely talented but quite lovely Salt passed me the pack of her new Arachnophilia set which will be coming to Gacha Guardians on the 1st. I knew I wanted to photograph the spider legs right away (as my Magenta threatened to divorce me if I wore them anywhere near her and I get to see her on the weekend YAY!) but I wanted to be even deadlier than just a Spiderpire.
SO I DRESSED UP AS AUSTRALIA
WEARING
Spider - Salt & Pepper
Snake - Lamia tail by Devious Mind
Crocodile - Aussie Hat by Pedlar DeCosta
Shark - The Glutton by Contraption
Sunburn - Full Lobster in Sunburned by Ama.
Moles - Full Body Moles by Le Forme
Parkhouse Hill, Glutton Bridge, Derbyshire.
I've written a program to merge two images along a polygonal line - currently using up to 5 control points.
sandwich #7
the glutton's snack part II
or "how to make children eat fruit".
(mercifully, i don't have children)
134/365
The distant lights of Dowall Hall Farm looked very welcoming from my position on my way down from Chrome Hill. However, rather than zooming right in on the main farm building, I wanted to hold back slightly and set the building within the context of the bleak landscape. I liked the way the warm lights contrasted with the cool, blue tones of the surrounding area.
I had so many different titles for this picture. Of course, "Stretch" came to mind, "Gimme" was a consideration. "The Aerialist" or "The Acrobat" were considered, but in the end the way he was alternating between a mouthful of seed from the Cabin and then a handful of sunflower seeds made be consider "The Glutton".
The funny thing is that though squirrels are present on the ground under the feeders all day long, this guy only goes up to the cable between about 8 and 8:30 every morning. He eats his fill and apparently is satisfied for the day.
I find him to be very entertaining, maybe I should have called this "The Entertainer".
(View Large to see turkeys, vultures, and lichen) We spent a full day at Coyote Hills Regional Park today. Another frustrating yet enjoyable day. To get the more sought after birds, you have to come in the early morning or just before eventide. It takes almost two hours on five freeways to get here even with traffic cut in half by covid. This was our fifth trip because we're gluttons for punishment.
This place is a trap! Our first visit netted me seven lifers (of course, my lifer list eas fairly new), six ducks and one Marsh Wren. My second trip (alone) netted a sighting of one skunk and her two kits, one Northern harrier, and a myriad of ducks all out of reach. Today, four new wildflowers and two already known, and a myriad of water fowl well out of reach. It also gave me this lichen strewn rock formation on the thousand foot hill...plus the turkeys you'll see at its base. (If you can figure out what Batman's cape - uppermost box - really is, I'd appreciate it.)
If you look up "wildflowers at Coyote Hills," you get this promising return: "Best wildflower hikes at CH." But not once does it show a photo or give a description of the wildflower. I know California Poppies and California Buttercups, but what of the other beauties? Until I can find a name, I won't post them. Oh, the orange lichen is called ... drum roll .. Orange lichen, Xanthoria spp. I'll post a closer look later in the week.
As I said, it was very enjoyable and very disappointing at the same time. Still, I shall return.
After being stymied by incredibly erratic weather and clouds the previous day, I returned as a glutton for punishment to the Bootlegger Crossing curves. If you're not interested in the story behind the photo, you can safely skip the paragraphs below.
(You can read about my previous days experience, and most favorable result here)
With only a handful of days to shoot not only locations/angles missed during my 2024 trip, but also cover over 100 miles of the Seligman Sub as 'new' territory to me, I was very apprehensive about returning for a moment longer than necessary to this location.
I spent the morning in the Flagstaff area, crossing off a few eastbound angles with some trains that had departed the west coast the prior afternoon. Knowing that optimum nose light for the Bootlegger shots would begin around 14:00, so I departed Flag about 13:15 with a pair of westbounds trailing shortly behind me. With clear sky ahead in the direction of Williams, I was feeling good about my chances of getting a well lit photo and then moving on. Fate had different plans for my afternoon though, and a blown tire near Maine, and subsequent trip back to a tire shop in Flagstaff delayed my eventual arrival to Bootlegger by two hours.
The clear skies from earlier in the afternoon had given way to fronts of cumulous clouds, stretching out to the west as far as I could see. A steady wind lead to fast moving clouds, which made their presence felt every time a train approached. I shot three combinations of: power in shadow, background brightly lit, entire train in shadow with background brightly lit, and everything in shadow but the distant treeline. The 'lineup' through the Flagstaff and Winslow webcams indicated I would only get one more westbound train before a long gap, during which the light angle would no longer be favorable on the nose.
A wave of despair washed over me as that last WB rounded the distant curve into view; a dark shadow from a large cloud formation chased the fast moving train down the hill, and overtook it. I almost put my camera down, but out of sheer spite motor drove a series of the trains approach down the tangent stretch in darkness, in front of an almost glowing snow capped peak in the background. I prematurely widened out my shot thinking to get artsy, and incorporate more of distant Humphreys Peak, as opposed to shooting the same tight angle in darkness for the eighth time in two days. As the leader rounded the final curve, a slim sucker hole in the cloud aligned with the sun, and for a few brief seconds, part of the lead locomotive was cast in bright, direct sunlight.
Thanks to the 45 megapixel output from my camera, I was able to crop the wider image down to my originally intended tight composition as you see above. Now that the trip is long over, and I can reflect on the results objectively, I feel the 'spotlight' effect created by the sucker hole makes for a better image than the evenly sunlit photo that I had originally set out for.
Most of the land in the foreground up to the derelict barn is part of the farm i lived on as a young boy and teenager,Mostly rough pasture fit only for Sheep & Stirks.
Another image from a while back looking over to Parkhouse & Chrome Hills and Glutton Grange Farm in the foreground.
The blue sky emerging on the left, as a cloud of thick mist roles in from the right, a few minutes later and I was engulfed by the mist and moved higher up.
On a personal note, not posted for over a week back to work!
Demon 1: "This Is The Gateway To Hell. Expect A Eternity Of Punishment For Your Sins, Starting With Gluttony!"
Me: "Cool! I Used To Work For The Gov't, I'm A Glutton For Punishment."
Demon 1: "What?"
Demon 2: "Hey! We're Gonna Need A Supervisor Up Here!"
I had to move quick to get round to that spot within 20 seconds on the self-timer.
Up on Chrome Hill looking across to Parkhouse and Glutton Bridge. Derbyshire Peak District.
It was a bit hazy with the mist billowing up
I climbed over Parkhouse and then dropped down to Glutton Bridge and walked back to my car parked below Chrome. Wet grass made a mockery of my Gortex lined boots
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Geologically the hill is the remains of an atoll ("reef knoll") which is believed to have existed during the Carboniferous period when what is now the Peak District was covered by a tropical sea.
The second in a series of possibly two over-processed daisies. In fact? Over-processed daisy as this is the same one as before. I gluttoned my way through too many daisies a while ago and now I'm strictly rationed. Hence the dead-headed stalk.
These birds are amazing gluttons. I watched as this bird swallowed a large peanut whole and then took another nut for the road.
From my only meeting with the wolverine in Finland, in perfect evening light.
I've posted this before in a wider version, but I liked them both- so here's the second version ツ
(Jerv in Norwegian)
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Another wider view from a few weeks ago
Glutton Grange Farm with Parkhouse & Chrome Hills shrouded in morning mist
Last night I finally met the wolverine for the first time!
After having a bear spending some time really close to our hide in "Pine Forest", the wolverine suddenly showed up in the amazing light that filled the forest. Luckily it stayed close for a while as well.
Later we got two more bear visits. They spent some time only a couple of meters outside our hide(!), and it was super exciting! I got so many great photos that I look forward to show later on.
I just loved this photography spot and the amazing light we had. It´s sad that we don´t have the time to go back (this time). Tonight we will spend our last hours here, back in the hides by beautiul "Lake"- hoping for more reflections than we had the last time in the rain.
(Jerv in Norwegian)
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Braves Arbeitstier ist die Baureihe 111 und zwischen München und Treuchtlingen aktuell noch unermüdlich im Einsatz. Am 26. August 2016 passierte 111 219 mit ihrem RE 57314 bei Hagenacker die für diese Gegend charakteristischen Felsformationen.
A brave glutton for work are the class 111 engines. Here you can see 111 219 with it's RegionalExpress 57314 to Treuchtlingen passing some characteristic rocks of the natural park around the Altmühl river (26th of August 2016).
Does anyone know the name of this creature (besides 'glutton' ) ? It is barely 1cm in length.
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If you haven't already guessed from my Flickr ID, I knit. I have always meant to catalog my projects over the years, but have been inconsistent. And when I have, it has always been just a boring full shot--important to have for me, but boring none-the-less. Here is an attempt at doing something a little more interesting.
The pattern is from Jane Sowerby's book, "Victorian Lace Today." The pattern is "A Fichu" featuring the Harebell Lace panel, which is to the right of the photo.
I knit this using 3.25mm diameter needles, so you might say that I'm a glutton for punishment.
Had a wander around Dowel Dale after sunrise, just wanted to have a look around and get a feel for the place.
A really peaceful dale with a minor road running though it from Glutton Bridge to Axe Edge, I was there for well over an hour and not one car drove by.
Chrome and Parkhouse hills in the middle distance.
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'Junk bondage takeover glutton
Ready to bore in
Unfold his rotary blades inside
Pull the guts out and resell them...'
After saying my last post was my last current post a final shot from Christmas.
The view south east from Hollins Hill. The River Dove runs in the trees in the foreground draining the marshy land running up to Nabend. As in Beresford Dale, the wet land marks the join between the limestone and the gritstone.
Fun fact #1 - the River Dove is the border between Derbyshire and Staffordshire for its whole length, from rising at Dove Head Spring to flowing into the River Trent near Burton. However, on the 1:25000 first edition map (c.1950) the border leaves the river at Glutton Bridge and runs to the top of Nabend before returning to the river about 200 yards further upstream.
Fun fact #2 - The rough land above the barn on the right of the shot, to the right of the road, drains into the River Manifold which joins the Dove 12 miles away at Ilam.
A cute wolverine, on a beautiful evening in Finland.
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