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I've posted photos of Hunter before, but this was one of those instances where you look up and think, "I really should take a picture of this." ; )
Although I bracketed five shots, in this instance I preferred the result of processing just a single shot with local adjustments over the HDR version.
Part of getting through life is accepting, and dealing with, our weaknesses. Which doesn't mean they aren't still a pain in the butt.
Me, I'm over-sensitive to all kinds of sensory input - and input affecting my sensors. For instance, even in August in our constant ocean breezes, I daren't go outside without my ears covered.
This is, of course, a huuuge pain. When everyone else is out in shorts and bathing suits, I'm sweating with a big fleecy band around my head. It sucks, but the alternative (excruciating ear aches) sucks a whole lot worse.
I'm also overly sensitive to noise. And bright light. Especially bright flashing light that hits my eyes unexpectedly. So... imagine how much fun I am as a companion at a rawk show. Normally I take along ear plugs. Last night I forgot.
I guess I was lulled into complacency by the fact that the show was at a theatre. A play house. A place I last attended in my teens, when I saw some Shakespearean production there. So yeah... I went in plugless. And immediately regretted it. Still... I was up for enjoying myself... until the %$(*&$%(&ing light show started.
I can't imagine whose idea it was to flash big spotlights directly into the audience's eyes repeatedly throughout the night. Probably the same wise person who decided a super-bright sign behind the band... illuminated by 10,000 1,000 watt bulbs... was also a very good thing to flash repeatedly in the audience's eyes.
What really amazed me was that no one else seemed bothered. Whereas I was in several sorts of agony all night.
The bright flashing lights. Fuck, man. I thought I was gonna have a seizure or something. I ended up spending most of the night doubled over with my head in my lap, eyes closed, hands clamped over my face. Every time I tried to enjoy actually watching the band... zappo! Unexpected blasts of super-bright white light set off pinball explosions in my brain.
So today is pretty much a write-off. Migraine city, man.
And I HATE HATE HATE that my body is so delicate.
I'm from sturdy peasant stock. Why am I so fragile? Why do things that normal people take in stride disable me?
Sorry for the whining self-pity. Kee-rist. At least I know, without a doubt, that I am now too old for rawk shows. Goodbye youth. Your time has come and gone. From now on I'll just satisfy myself by listening to records at home.
another instance of a glorious night at Lenangenstraumen in Arctic Norway witnessing the grand show of nature last December. I can't wait for this year's possibilities to enjoy this capricious natuiral spectacle.
If there is one thing I miss after moving from California, it's the abundance of oak trees. I managed to take a short hike on my final day of caring for my brother (currently having health problems related to his Parkinson's) in Concord, and this lone oak really caught my eye. It was lit just right, and it's shape was complimented with the angles of the golden hills surrounding it. One of the rare instances when I couldn't improve the image with cropping during processing. Sometimes I actually get it right in camera! Maybe I'm finally getting good at this hobby.
and another instance of those amazing Northern Lights, this one directly from behind our campervan at the shore of Ullsfjorden near Svensby ferry terminal.
June-bugs, for instance, honeybees and big black beetles with iridescent green that occasionally walk across the porch with attitudinizing mien; dragon flies with wings flashing in the sun, the evening ghost-like moths :-)
Dorothy Scarborough, "Entomology on a Country Porch," From a Southern Porch, 1919
HGGT! HDT!! Why does this one remind me of the "Exorcist"? ;-)
great blue skimmer dragonfly, plant delights nursery, wake county, north carolina
On our way from Holmavik to Patreksfjordur in Iceland's immense Westfjords we came across this beautiful spot wherre a waterfall discharged its waters into the calm fjord. It is such a marvel to see all the instances of water on this beautiful island.
Whilst it is lovely to watch the graceful flight of this beautiful woodland butterfly, once I see one in my local wood I find myself willing it to settle. The undersides are particularly beautiful. In this instance I was also willing the wasp not to disturb it.
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The light during our birthday stroll yesterday was absolutely amazing and everything looked pretty like these little "fluff things" whose name I have forgotten again. :) P.D.: It is some kind of clematis. Thanks to Steven Hromnak for clarifying)
more instances of the various aurora borealis appearances we were so lucky to witness during our stay in the Arctic region of Norway.
an instance of one of our many pass road crossings during our round trip around Iceland. This pass road crosses one of the mountain ranges flanking Iceland's Westfjords and the compacted snow to the right gives an idea about the amount of snow coming down here and what struggle it must be to keep these roads usable during the long winter month!
still more to come from our many instances of Northern Lights in Northern Norway :) I liked this one for the stronger presence of purple in it :)
A typical Lofoten scenario where one encounters sunshine and blizzard side by side and that makes for a wonderful photographic experience.
Day after day I keep remembering our visit to Arctic Norway. The alien beauty of its places has made a deep impact and I can't wait visiting again. Meanwhile I keep feasting on instances of our several Northern Lights encounters :)
Another instance and yet anotehr waterfall from our tenth day of Journey between Siglufjordur and Bloenduos along Iceland's Northfjords. It is simply mind-bogging how many waterfalls there are in Iceland.
Back at the River Havel at Grunewald yesterday, just outside of Berlin, what can I say, I couldn't get out of the car fast enough, the Sun was right there, it was right at that moment, right at the angle I wanted, everything was about as embellishing to the serenity and pictorial aestheticism as one could have asked for.
Then this duck floated peacefully and innocently into the frame as I was setting up the shot, so I took several and this one came out the best. It was such a peaceful moment, that one instance of abundance in the simplicity of a single environment in a moment's time of events.
Nature is abundance and is beautiful, everlasting and incredible, we should do more to respect it!
I hope everyone is well, enjoy the weekend my friends and so as always, thank you!
PS: And that smell of Spring is unmistakable! Hello Spring!!
Katabasis is the epic convention of the hero's trip into the underworld. In Greek mythology, for example, Orpheus enters the underworld in order to bring Eurydice back to the world of the living. (Wikipedia) I thought this was a modern instance of the same!
Sometimes the items, people, places or subjects we photograph can intentionally reflect a certain descriptive mood or feeling. Take for instance photos of places can make us want to visit there. Photos of people we don’t know can make us feel like we almost know them or feel we’ve seen them before. Photos of say flowers can have us almost feel their softness or smell their sweetness. When we take this craft seriously it certainly can be quite rewarding and endearing. Thanks for viewing my photos. Gratitude and Kindness can play a part in what we do daily. Maybe you feel similar.
Loch Fascally Perthshire Scotland. Without the benefit of sunshine but with the bonus of mist on the hills.
Terry Eve Photography Copyright 2016
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“There are other colors, pink for instance: pink is supposed to weaken your enemies, make them go soft on you, which must be why it’s used for baby girls. It’s a wonder the military hasn’t got onto this. Pale-pink helmets, with rosettes, a whole battalion, onto the beachhead, over the top in pink. Now is the time for me to make the switch, I could use a little pink right now”
I passed a strange day on Wirral peninsula with weather going through basically three stations: rain, storm, sunshine, biting cold, everything. Here an instance of the sunny period :)
Happy late Textural Tuesday! (been out at the shore all day long)
We may, for instance, be enticed to buy something because of a photograph’s direct appeal to our senses. Or our reaction may be more emotional, as a picture recalls a memory of someone we love and a time long gone but not forgotten.
This is the power and beauty of photography. Reaching into every part of our lives, it remains personal, touching us when we least expect it, with the image of a child’s distant smile or the quiet beauty of a winter landscape.
John Holland
peony, 'Nice Gal', j c raulston arbotetum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Another instance from our second night in North Iceland during our latest excursion there. We camped wild by the fjord with views on to Akureyri. After dinner in our 4x4 campervan we stepped outside to explore and could not believe our eyes. Northern Lights in October! And what wonderfully gracious ones they were!
A memorable instance from our Iceland round trip which showed us through landscapes I will never forget
Hérault France
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It does rain in California. After the last couple storms, the normally dry Hahamonga Wash was like a lake. If you zoom in you'll see the NASA logo on the center bldg. I like the clouds behind it. In this instance, the sky is not the limit.
here's another instance of that one magical night when we were driving back from our longest excursion to Reine (Lofoten islands) and saw this scenario of mist coming up from the meadows at around 2am in the wee hours
In 1804, Henry Drummond commissioned his friend the architect William Wilkins to transform his brick house into a neoclassical Ancient Greek temple. Wilkins, a promising young architect and antiquary, had been much influenced by his recent travels to Greece and Asia Minor. The massive Doric portico is a copy of the Theseion in Athens and the side elevations imitate the Choragic Monument of Thrasyllus. Whilst commonly claimed to be the earliest Greek Revival style house in Europe, Benjamin Henry Latrobe, for instance, was using the primitive Greek Doric at Hammerwood Park in 1792. The transformation was largely external - the old house was literally wrapped in Roman cement, a very hard render made from ground flint. This is when the podium visible today was built. What had been ground floor rooms became basement rooms and the main reception rooms which had been on the piano nobile were now at the same level as the podium. The windows of servants’ rooms on the uppermost storey were covered by the entablature of the temple facade, and is partly why it was necessary to extend the house. As at Hammerwood, the giant Doric portico is echoed by a single storey portico behind so as to provide an enhanced perspective when viewed from the hill opposite beyond the lake in the style of the Picturesque.
In 1817, before the works were finished, Drummond sold the house to Alexander Baring, second son of Sir Francis Baring who owned Stratton Park, five miles north of The Grange.
The Grange is a 19th-century country house-mansion and English landscape park near Northington in Hampshire, England. It is currently owned by the Ashburton family. English Heritage have a guardianship deed on the scheduled monument and Grade I listed building, with the Grade II* listed gardens and monument's exterior open to the public. The house and gardens are also available to rent for parties and weddings. Grange Park Opera staged opera at The Grange every Summer from 1998 to 2016. From June 2017 The Grange Festival became the new resident opera company.
A Chinese Pond Heron in eclipse plumage catches a mudskipper, one of its favourite types of prey.
Pond Herons are kleptoparasitic (stealing the food of others), meaning it isn’t uncommon to see a pond heron that has caught a mudskipper being chased by many other herons (and even little egrets). The success of these chases is low however, although I have witnessed a few instances where a chased pond heron did drop its prey.
Species: Chinese Pond Heron / Ardeola bacchus / 中國池鷺
Species: Great Blue Spotted Mudskipper / Boleophthalmus pectinirostris / 大彈塗魚
Thank you for your interest, views, faves, comments and awards ! This image was captured in Hong Kong 香港. (Better viewed on a larger screen.)
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During the second night of our frequent Northern Lights sightings for some short moments we witnessed this strangest of all Northern Lights displays: an almost perfect horizontal layer like defined with a celestial ruler. It didn't last long, hence I am very happy that I could capture it.
Wild / non captive animal.
Species: Mustela erminea.
Stoats feed mainly on small mammals, especially rabbits and water voles where these are abundant. Small rodents are also taken, supplemented by birds, eggs, fruit and even earthworms when food is scarce. Using it's excellent sense of smell, in this particular instance, the stoat found a Rabbit carcase intended to feed the local Buzzards.
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There's an enclosure at the Amsterdam Zoo where Wallabies can roam and jump freely, and it gives entry as well to human visitors. Yesterday I was the only visitor and I came upon this Muncher under a huge Poplar Tree.
In 1798 David Collins (1756-1810), founding Lieutenant-Governor of the Colony of New South Wales, Judge Advocate and Secretary of that colony, published his An Account of the Colony of New South Wales. A highly interesting read indeed! At the end of his remarkable tome he adds a short section on 'the Aboriginal Language' to which is appended a list of many words with their English translation. About the language Collins remarks: 'Their language is extremely grateful to the ear, being in many instances expressive and sonorous.' His word list also gives the native name for Wallaby: Wal-li-bah, apparently derived from the verb 'walla', which means jumping or leaping.
Kellerfenster des Ratskellers in Quedlinburg
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Cellar window of the Ratskeller in Quedlinburg
Note: In Germany, it was common in earlier times that in the basement of the town hall (in German: Rathaus) was a *Ratskeller" called restaurant, where for instance (but not only) the high gentlemen liked to dine and drink after their meetings...
Another instance of Northern Lights we had the joy toe xperience during our 10 days stay in the Arctic region of Northern Norway.
Coccinellidae is a family of beetles, known variously as ladybirds (British English, Australian English, South African English), ladybugs (North American English) or lady beetles (preferred by some scientists). Lesser-used names include ladyclock, lady cow, and lady fly.
They are small insects, ranging from 1 mm to 10 mm (0.04 to 0.4 inches), and are commonly yellow, orange, or scarlet with small black spots on their wing covers, with black legs, head and antennae. A very large number of species are mostly or entirely black, grey, or brown and may be difficult for non-entomologists to recognize as coccinellids (and, conversely, there are many small beetles that are easily mistaken as such, like tortoise beetles).
Coccinellids are found worldwide, with over 5,000 species described, more than 450 native to North America alone.
A few species are pests in North America and Europe, but they are generally considered useful insects as many species feed on aphids or scale insects, which are pests in gardens, agricultural fields, orchards, and similar places. The Mall of America, for instance, releases thousands of ladybugs into its indoor park as a natural means of pest control for its gardens.
Conures bond to humans the same way they bond with other fellow birds. Now when my son is a bit older they can have fun and play together which at the same time keeps him calmer. All he wants is company and a way to use his social skills He can for instance sit on my hand, shoulders for an hour without even hitching.
Who could ever imagine I'd feel like a pirate with a bird on my shoulder > Ahoy!!!
Ballerina
Van Morrison
www.youtube.com/watch?v=IfaaaDX_Uh0
Spread your wings
Come on fly awhile
Straight to my arms
Little angel child
You know you only
Lonely twenty-two story block
And if somebody, not just anybody
Wanted to get close to you
For instance, me, baby
All you gotta do
Is ring a bell
Step right up, step right up
And step right up
Ballerina
Crowd will catch you
Fly it, sigh it, try it
Well, I may be wrong
But something deep in my heart tells me I'm right and I don't think so
You know I saw the writing on the wall
When you came up to me
Child, you were heading for a fall
But if it gets to you
And you feel like you just can't go on
All you gotta do
Is ring a bell
Step right up, and step right up
And step right up
Just like a ballerina
Stepping lightly
Alright, well it's getting late
Yes it is, yes it is
And this time I forget to slip into your slumber
The light is on the left side of your head
And I'm standing in your doorway
And I'm mumbling and I can't remember the last thing that ran through my head
Here come a man, here come a man and he say, he say the show must go on
So all you gotta do
Is ring the bell
And step right up, and step right up
And step right up
Just like a ballerina, yeah, yeah
Crowd will catch you
Fly it, sigh it, c'mon, die it, yeah
Just like a ballerina
Just like a, just like a, just like a, just like a ballerina
Get on up, get on up, keep a-moving, moving on, moving on, moving on up
Little bit higher, baby
You know, you know, you know, get on up baby
Alright, a-keep on, a-keep on, a-keep on pushing, keep on, keep on pushing
Stepping lightly
Just like a ballerina
Ooo-we baby, take off your shoes
Working on
Just like a ballerina
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Van Morrison
Ballerina lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc
A final word on the subject - for now anyway. I felt the need to say it as I read and hear about instances of hate. I feel the need to say it as someone who experienced something similar.
War robs people of their voices, no matter which side they are on.
Always remember that people are not their governments; do not villainize or dehumanize others based on nationality. Do not treat them as personifications and manifestations of all that you stand against. Let them speak for themselves - very often, they too stand for the same causes you do, and very often they too condemn the same things.
Helplessness has different faces. You can show solidarity with the victim without demonizing others - the people are just as helpless, and they're the other side of this coin. All that does is create or exacerbate the sense of alienization and isolation from the world, for a population that's about to be ostracized and blacked out for the faults of its regime.
There are countless Russian creators on Second life. So while we're out supporting our Ukrainian friends, let's not forget to show them some kindness. They too face an uncertain, increasingly bleak future. And they too are in a position they didn't choose.
If the thought offends you or you need to have it broken down, feel free to remove me. I'm okay with that. I don't believe in shitting on people based on arbitrary labels they have no say in, or based on the actions of a government they most certainly didn't choose.
Okay. I think I'm done. I think.
Just as things were starting to look bleak for Matthew, he remembered that he had a chip inserted into his right wrist, that was for such instances. Before his body gave out from the brutal confrontation with BigFoot aka OTIS, he activated the chip and it's alert became active to those waiting for such a moment as now! So into their troop transport plane, they assembled one by one ready for the moment to put their training to the test.
Meanwhile OTIS and the GNOMES were taking Matthew and his glorious tricked out bike to their camp, when they came to an abrupt halt.
The cavalry had arrived....in the form of the 68th Division of the BEAVER AIRBORNE!!!!! Yes, you heard that right.... the 68th Division of the Beaver Airborne... a very covert group, that is only assembled for when Mr. Mason is not able to handle a given situation. So this was their first call to action and with vigor, did they umbrellachute out and into the fray. Most have landed, with just a few still coming into the hot zone.... the battle has now begun...
The most dreaded foe of a GNOME, is a BEAVER and these are NOT just any Beaver.... these are AIRBORNE BEAVERS!!!!! Their claws and incisors razor sharp to whittle down any damn Gnome that gets in their way! As for OTIS....though they were never trained to combat a Foot of the Big, they are still highly skilled killing machines and should have no problem taking him down, as well.
So thus concludes this chapter in the every expansive Gnome Wars Saga!!!!!
Oh, one more thing... LONG LIVE BEAVERS, everywhere!!!
*ADDENDUM: Note how unceremoniously I was dropped!!!! Better be some future awwww's and oh no's.... I was seriously hurt there! Knocked off my damn glasses....MY GLASSES!!!!!