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Tomorrow, the Olympic Winter Games 2022 in Beijing will be opened. There has been a lot of discussion about the meaningfulness of this event, being held in times of pandemic, in an autocratic country that tramples human rights underfoot, and in the presence of a threat of war between Russia and Ukraine.
Olympic ideals and values seem to apply to athletes only, the main purpose is about big money and state propaganda.
Is the Olympic idea starting to starting to dissolve - as the 5 rings in this image do... ?
Valle de Pineta, Parque nacional de Ordesa y Monte Perdido, Sobrarbe, Huesca, Aragón, España.
El Valle de Pineta, forma parte del Parque Natural de Ordesa y Monte Perdido en la comarca de Sobrarbe. Un valle muy sobrecogedor por las altas y escarpadas montañas que se formaron como consecuencia del arrastre de desechos como producto del deshielo, esto mismo hace que el valle tenga la forma de U. Su paisaje cautiva por la frondosidad de sus bosques y prados, junto a ellos sobresalen las espectaculares caídas de agua que bajan de lo alto de la montañas.
Gracias a sus elevaciones resulta ser el lugar ideal para practicar deportes de alta montaña. En su cresta sur se observa una sección de picos que superan los 2.500 metros de altura, hacia el extremo sur sobresale un trío de picos conocidos como las tres Marías. Siguiendo hacia la cresta norte el terreno se vuelve menos escarpado.
El valle de Pineta se cierra en una pared bastante escarpada, en su parte alta de donde proceden las caídas de agua se encuentra el circo y el balcón de Pineta. Quienes han logrado subir hasta el Balcón de Pineta no pueden marcharse del sitio sin conocer el ibón de Marboré. Un sitio que ofrece las mejores panorámicas del Glaciar de Monte Perdido, ubicado entre Monte Perdido y Cilindro.
El circo de Pineta es una de las vistas más hermosas del valle. Hay que resaltar que el valle de Pineta es uno de los puntos más accesibles del Parque Natural de Ordesa y Monte Perdido gracias a la carretera que permite acceder hasta el fondo del valle
The Pineta Valley is part of the Ordesa y Monte Perdido Natural Park in the Sobrarbe region. A very overwhelming valley due to the high and steep mountains that were formed as a result of the dragging of waste as a product of the thaw, this itself makes the valley have the shape of a U. Its landscape captivates by the lushness of its forests and meadows, along with they stand out the spectacular waterfalls that come down from the top of the mountains.
Thanks to its elevations it turns out to be the ideal place to practice high mountain sports. On its southern crest there is a section of peaks that exceed 2,500 meters in height, towards the southern end there is a trio of peaks known as the three Marías. Continuing towards the north ridge the terrain becomes less steep.
The valley of Pineta is closed in a fairly steep wall, in its upper part where the waterfalls come from is the circus and the balcony of Pineta. Those who have managed to climb to the Balcón de Pineta cannot leave the site without seeing the Marboré lake. A site that offers the best panoramic views of the Monte Perdido Glacier, located between Monte Perdido and Cilindro.
The Pineta circus is one of the most beautiful sights in the valley. It should be noted that the Pineta valley is one of the most accessible points of the Ordesa y Monte Perdido Natural Park thanks to the road that allows access to the bottom of the valley.
Lady Samurai Kaori Kawabuchi performed a breathtaking sword dance with Hiroyuki Miyazono and Kenta Aida in this scenery.
Not ideal, with that twig in the foreground, but at least I got focus on it before it flew off. My first viewing of a common yellowthroat.
A shot from Coigach taken while fishing for Pollock. These beautiful clouds started forming and lit up the sky over Stac Pollaidh and Cul Mor. I also caught lots of fish, so a brilliant evening all around. The Ideal Height is a track by Biffy Clyro, and is fine.
Todos tienen sus propios sueños, a veces sus alas están rotas por la realidad, a veces abandonan sus ideales debido a un pequeño fracaso, solo aquellos que perseveran, que han crecido después bautismo de años. realmente pueden tener la suerte.
A southbound Pacific Surfliner rolls along the ocean near Del Mar. The house on the right is no doubt out of my budget, but I could still dream of watching Surfliners and BNSF freight passing through from an incredible vantage point.
Ideal soundtrack // Bande-son idéale: PERRY BLAKE ("Weeping Tree"): www.youtube.com/watch?v=uXlq_zfxW8s
"WEEPING TREE... fruitless... stands alone... Where lovers long dead used to go..."
Véritable poumon vert de la commune et du Dunkerquois avec ses 33 hectares, le Parc d’Agglomération du Fort Louis est basé sur le site d’un ancien fort militaire construit par Vauban, dont on peut encore voir la porte d’entrée et, ici sur le cliché, les douves.
Une véritable mutation est en cours avec l'abattage de près de 70% des peupliers qui ornent le parc. Ceux-ci menacent de s'écrouler et vont être remplacés par de nouvelles espèces: charmes, frênes, bouleaux et autres arbustes.
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Green lung of the Dunkirk region with its 33 hectares, the park of Fort Louis is located on the site of an old military fort built by Vauban, which you can still see the front door, and the moat.
A real transformation is underway with the chopping down of nearly 70% of poplars that adorn the park. They threaten to collapse and will be replaced by new species: hornbeam, ash, birch and also shrubs.
"Très belle compo, de beaux ingrédients, lumière, reflet, j'aime beaucoup." (Agnès WOLF / www.flickr.com/photos/agnelou/)
"Absolument magnifique, avec de superbes reflets !" (Gérard MARCONNET / www.flickr.com/photos/grard/)
El color de ésta peculiar locomotora de CAF produce cierta sensación camaleonica por el entorno de la rampa de Orduña, dejando ésta bonita imagen en éste clasico lugar, el cual tenía pendiente para éste trén desde hacía tiempo.Desde luego, el encuadre es ideal para un tren como éste, el cual entra casi casi al completo.Feliz semana a tod@s!
On the bank of the Thielle Canal. Sur les bergs du Canal de la Thielle. No. 3969
Le canal de la Thielle, appelé en allemand Zihlkanal, est un canal situé en Suisse dans le Seeland.
Ce canal a été creusé lors de la première correction des eaux du Jura. Il remplace le cours de la Thielle entre les lacs de Neuchâtel et Bienne. Il a la dimension d'une voie fluviale internationale
Le canal de la Thielle (reliant les lacs de Neuchâtel et de Bienne) est bordé d'un chemin caillouteux, idéal pour le vélo et ne présentant pas de danger particulier. Tout au long du trajet, plusieurs bancs font face au canal.
L'itinéraire proposé sur la carte ci-dessous part du Pont de Thielle jusqu'au Pont de St-Jean (9km aller-retour), en longeant la Thielle sur la rive gauche (canton de NE).
Variante:
Il est possible de traverser la Thielle au Pont de St-Jean, afin de revenir par la rive droite (canton de BE). Attention: sur le Pont de St-Jean, les véhicules roulent vite, et pour changer de rive, il n'y a pas d'autre moyen que de traverser la route cantonale à cet endroit (il n'y a pas de passage prévu pour les piétons). De plus, pour monter sur le pont, il faut soit emprunter un escalier, soit gravir le talus juste à côté, ce qui n'est pas évident avec une poussette ou des vélos.
Der Zihlkanal, französisch Canal de la Thielle, ist eine 8,8 km lange Wasserverbindung (Durchstich) zwischen dem Neuenburger- und dem Bielersee. Das ursprüngliche Bett der Ziel ist teilweise noch erhalten.
Der Zihlkanal wurde zusammen mit dem Broyekanal, der den Neuenburger- mit dem Murtensee verbindet, erbaut. Damit wurde in 2 Etappen die Juragewässerkorrektion verwirklicht. 1891 waren die Kanäle fertiggestellt und das vorher häufig überflutete, sumpfige Seeland konnte kultiviert werden. Normalerweise fliesst das Wasser im Zihlkanal vom Neuenburger- in den Bielersee, bei Aare-Hochwasser hingegen in der umgekehrten Richtung; der Neuenburgersee dient als Überlaufbecken.
Thank You my dear Flickr friends for your inspiration.
Prompt Project # 29: Your ideal birthday cake
Items Used:
Dust Bunny Pastel Celebration
{wn} April Cake - Funfetti Cake
Waterscape #3 of 100 for 2025.
Wybung Head, perched in the Munmorah State Conservation Area, is the kind of place that earns its name. "Wybung" is a local Aboriginal word meaning "Dangerous Sea," and this headland delivers on that promise with sheer, unfenced cliffs and an ocean that is perpetually trying to lull unwary rock fisherman, and photographers, to their grave.
The headland offers 270-degree views of the coastline, and on a clear day, you can see for miles—just don’t get too close to those crumbly edges. Whale watchers and ocean gazers find plenty to love here. However, shade and shelter are entirely absent, and the wind shows no mercy. We visited on a Wednesday afternoon when the temperature soared into the 30s °C and the wind gusted at 40 km/h. I’ve never felt closer to understanding life inside an air fryer.
After edging uncomfortably close to the edge of the crumbly cliffs at the end of the headland for the obligatory heart-stopping views, we decided to head down to the cheerily named Deadman’s Beach. Because why wouldn’t you follow up a stop at "Dangerous Sea" with a jaunt to "Deadman’s Beach"? “Track” is a generous term—it’s more like a gravity experiment with added rocks. From there, we scrambled around the rockshelf to Frazer Beach for a swim. The ocean has never felt so refreshing! The crowd (about a dozen people) wasn’t ideal, but hey, its school holidays, and the nearby campground explains the human influx.
This photo captures Wybung Head itself, though its sheer scale is hard to convey. If you squint, you might spot a post with a lifejacket at the end of the rockshelf to the bottom right of Wybung, a small but poignant reminder of the dangers of the seas at this beautiful place.
Have a great week out there.
Thanks for all the kind comments , they are always greatly appreciated.
Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height. My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if I choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
V2 Gardens (taken at surfers bay)
Hôtel idéalement placée sur la promenade, c'est un ancien manoir du début du XXème Siècle, il propose 14 chambres tout confort, ainsi que 2 salles de restaurant et une terrasse couverte où vous pourrez découvrir ou redécouvrir les saveurs de la cuisine traditionnelle picarde. Et plus énorme à Saint-Valéry, il y a un grand parking ! Bref nous y avons fait un bon séjour .
From the Statue of Liberty to this 101 year old coin she represents the ideal the USA should strive for. Although I have to admit the cynical side of me is thinking the dollar is what really defines my nation. HMM and thanks for your views, faves and comments.
Not far from where we were staying, I recorded this with little time to get there. Fortunately, I had scouted this place earlier in the day, just incase an opportunity were to arise. The clouds in the rest of the sky refused to play their part, and instead went from white to grey. However, remembering the power lines in this location, gave me an idea to use with this "Dragon's Tail" of light.
Lasting for what seemed no more than an instant, the light quickly faded. The silhouettes of both power lines and poles, served as major elements to the success of this shot, contrasting with the light. The dark greyish blue sky helped accentuate the bright streaking cloud, while the hill contributed as the ideal negative space.
Hopefully my new Macro lens will enable me to share details of the tiny creatures in my garden... in the meantime here is another robin, keen to show off how ideal the lens is for portraits. There are now 6 (3 pairs) to be seen from dawn to dusk so I can't even tell if it is male or female...
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With the Ideal Standard works dominating the canal side scene at Armitage 66415 pops out from behind the line side foliage with 4M81 Felixstowe North to Crewe Basford Hall.
ex-Santa Fe C44-9W 647, the last of it's kind not in storage, leads an empty phosphate train to the CSX under the Ideal Rd overpass west of Milledgeville, IL. I had already taken the day off and this was a great start to the day in pursuit of searchlights along the Mississippi River - another dying breed.
July 22, 2015.
The American pika is the smallest member of the rabbit family, landing somewhere between a hamster and a Guinea pig in appearance and size. Unlike most rabbits and hares, their large ears are rounded, bringing to mind nothing so much as Mickey Mouse. Their obligate habitat is high mountain boulder fields at or above tree-line. This makes the region around the 10,947 foot summit of the Beartooth Highway (US 212) the ideal place to look for them. In one particular spot they enjoy the shelter and forage found among sparkly, colorful granite rocks. They eat grasses and other plants and also harvest them to tuck in their dens deep within the rocks to eat, hay-like, during the long, high alpine winters rather than hibernating like so many other animals do to survive the lean months.
When the photographer arrives and sets up, they retreat to crevasses among the boulders, then gradually venture into the open again. Once they conclude the photographer is no threat, they hop around among the rocks, posing momentarily between mouths-full of forage, sometimes coming so close the long telephoto can’t handle it. Their cuteness factor is very high, especially when they make their little squeaky-toy calls.
However, the most important thing to know about pikas is that they are climate change indicator species. As the landscape warms, they need to move to ever-higher, cooler elevations, and if the plants they live on don’t also move to higher ground, they cannot survive. While for the moment they seem to be thriving in the Wyoming-Montana highlands, in some parts of the U.S. they have already disappeared due to rising average temperatures.
Absaroka-Beartooth Wilderness, Custer-Gallatin National Forest
It's really hard for me to try to explain how hard it is to motivate myself to do any photography these days whilst I continue to recover from my knee injury. Recovery has been seriously interrupted by lockdowns and closures of gyms...indeed, I've not even been able to see a physio for over 6 months. With all of that my fitness has suffered considerably and so even short excursions can sometimes feel like I'm hitting the wall at mile 22 of a marathon. Therefore, the thought of making the effort to climb a hill for photography when the conditions are less than ideal...well, it doesn't appeal.
When on the hill, a different fear now presents itself. Fear of another injury. I used to head out without a care in the world really. Sure, I might slip and fall, but I always felt that I was the master of my own destiny, even in those circumstances...but now it is different. My body just failed when I injured my knee, with very little in the way of warning, just a little knee pain like I've had for years anyway. The actual step I took when my tendon snapped was so incredibly innocuous, it's the type of step I've taken thousands, if not millions, of times before...it was just like going down the stairs at home...but in that moment, my tendon chose when I was alone, on a hill, in inclement weather and without a mobile signal, to snap...not at home, going down the stairs. And now, although the injured knee presents no pain, my other one does, so the fear is that that will someday go too, as so often seems to happen with people who rupture one tendon, eventually the other one ruptures too. Add to that a lack of strength in the injured knee, some balancing issues and a tendency to give way without warning...that all adds up to a heck of a lot of nervousness when going off the beaten track.
The day I took this photo was no different in many ways. I was solo. The weather was inclement. There was no-one really around. I did have some extra protection in the form of a satellite transceiver that enables me to send an SOS and I did tell my wife where I was this time. But with boggy conditions underfoot, it still meant my mind wasn't wholly invested in photography until I'd set up my tripod and decided to wait, in the cloud and drizzle, for things to happen. And so I waited...and waited...and waited. About 2 hours later I felt the subtle change in temperature on my neck as the sun tried to break through the misty conditions. Poised with my finger on the shutter just hoping for the mistiness to clear a little to reveal the landscape, the conditions brightened to the left of the scene you see here until not only were the two tress visible, but also the landscape beyond...and low and behold, a rainbow. What resulted was a stitch pano consisting of 7 vertical frames and 160 megapixels of Lake District loveliness. This scene lasted for all of 30 seconds...and then it was gone.
I don't tend to big-up my photography, especially these days. I tend to work behind the scenes, especially for anything from Snowdonia, where I spend most of my time, refining my project and building, what I hope will be, a quality book. However, when I go elsewhere, it is sometimes nice to share what I captured, and I think even I like this one enough to shout about it.
Photo prise en kayak à 6h am, au Marais du Nord.
Conditions idéales : lumière du matin et absence de vent.
A great view from the top of Pen y Fan in the Brecon Beacons of an imminent snow shower approaching. The beautiful lines and curves of these ridges makes up for any lack of rocky cliffs. I love the wintry feel of this one, and the Ideal Height by Biffy Clyro is perfect as in the hills the ideal height is at the top looking down.