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Interruption
We interrupt the work of the gods,
hasty and inexperienced beings of the moment.
In the palaces of Eleusis and Phthia
Demeter and Thetis start good works
amid high flames and dense smoke. But
always Metaneira rushes from the king's
chambers, disheveled and scared,
and always Peleus is fearful and interferes.
Constantine P. Cavafy (1901)
Snugs was eventually disturbed from her reverie about self awareness (see previously posted picture). But she certainly has a glow about her. ☺️
Between the two districts of Imperia, Oneglia and Porto Marizio, there is a beautiful palace, all in white (hardly marble), which is now used by Telecom. As I let my gaze wander over the chapter of the building, a lone seagull looked down as if it were the master of the house. Of course, this gave a minimalist shot.
Male Malayan tiger (Panthera tigris tigris) named "Berani", born January 2014 at the Fresno Chaffee Zoo and now living in Tiger River at the San Diego Zoo.
Conservation Status: Critically Endangered
An object interrupting my daily routine and rationality. Irritating within the logic of getting on with my life. The figurine has been around for over twenty years (the grandchildren played with it as you can see) and is sitting on top of the kitchen cabinet and watching us, watching over us? I don't know. There is and never was an explanation. It is just there. And I will put it back there. The object belongs there. Interruption is part of life.
Lives interrupted, paused, asleep, sometimes in a dream, sometimes in a nightmare.Prague, war, soon starvation. A trilogy that repeats itself cyclically over the centuries. Sustained breath.... pause.
How much can you take before you snap? www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYYVfvYwAz4
Cleo's Flickr friends already know that she hibernates in the basement, it's a habit she assumed years ago, probably because it's quiet and peaceful there and no other cats bother her. The camera doesn't bother her there either because it's too dark for photos. She rarely breaks this habit but today was apparently one of these days as she moved into a wicker basket cat cave in my bedroom instead. Cleo wasn't pleased when I found her and even less when I pointed the camera at her but you never know when you'll get another chance. I blamed her Flickr friends who want to see a photo of her occasionally. :)
“As people, we love pattern. But interrupted pattern is more interesting.” - Jay Maisel
We have had several days of blue skies and warm afternoon light, so we did a lot of walking on the beach. With no snow, we saw many patterns in the sand. I took my time to look for something interesting while soaking up the sun. Now we are under another winter storm warning. It is a good time to sit at the computer again and share some of my beach scenes. Even our weather is going through a series of interrupted patterns this winter.
The clean patterned windows of Father Michael McGivney Catholic Academy interrupted by a partial view of vertical blinds. Located in Markham, the school was opened in 1992.
It's One Thing To Throw A Beer At Me As You Speed By...It's Another To Hit My Bike. They Gonna Learn Today.
.... with sky reflections and shadows.
I was walking by a canal feeder. Blades of grass were drooping from the bank and, in places, just touching the surface of the water, interupting the flow, as here. The sky was reflected in the water and the grass was casting a squiggly shadow and it's colour was also being reflected. It looked as though the grass was writing on the water.
After a long hard day, every K-pop idol needs a break. After getting in her pajamas, settling down by the fireplace.. Her manager bursts through the door. The expression says it all.
Before I was *rudely* interrupted, I put on my soft and sexy Tammy Socks, available at Dollholic!, and sipping out of my Dionysus Chalice, available at Fantasy Fair!
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Marmota marmota (Sciurideae). Marmotte des Alpes ; Marmot ; Groundhog.
C'est toujours un plaisir, au détour d'un chemin, de rencontrer des marmottes devenues de moins en moins farouches au cours des années dans les Alpes. Celle-ci près de son terrier ne semblait absolument pas inquiète. Plutot intriguée.
It is always a pleasure, at the bend of a pathway, to meet marmots that have become less and less fierce over the recent years in the Alps. This one near his burrow seemed absolutely not worried but rather intrigued only.
Please, take a few minutes and have a visit to the" World Scientist's Warning to Humanity" and share the article as widely as possible. Thanks.
(French, Spanish and Portuguese translations are available in the supplementary information file S1 of the original article)
academic.oup.com/bioscience/article/67/12
Also this recent one :
academic.oup.com/bioscience/advance-article/doi/10.1093/b...
if, after reading my intro, you'd like to see how Flo is getting on, her new adopted family have opened up a stream here for Rob and I to enjoy: [https://www.flickr.com/photos/192292535@N03]
I was planning to share something else a bit more obscure now, but I just heard from her new family how she's doing.. and it's great and made me cry.
Bess is now Flow. Her new name.
Pete and Lilly, and half an hour later their full-of-beans-n-good-natured German Shepherd Kumar, and (Kelpi?) Perro, all met up with Bess a few days ago.
Ever since her first lead training day, my ignorant prejudices of Bess vaporised. She has fantastic eye contact, if you know how to get it. You know, if you get on her wavelength she'll follow you to the ends of the earth. Look into her eyes...
[ i have in my mind the memory of her in the front of their van being gently cuddled and subtly entertained by Lilly, lit in the dark by the downlight of their courtesy light, as they all reversed out of Rob's drive to their new life ]
Long story cut short for now, she or we could not have hoped for a better life for her than with her new family.
Rob knew it, as did I, when we met Pete, Lllly and their dogs.
Happy :-)
The fertile leaflets of this fern are covered with tiny round spore producing sporangis. Upon releasing the spores, the fertile leaflets will fall off, leaving an open space (interrupted) between the remaining upper and lower infertile leaflets.
A morning drive to church was interrupted by this find along the side of the country highway.
I have seen many of these in Saskatchewan, but I was not expecting to see it in Wisconsin. This is apparently shaping up to be an irruption year where population booms in the northern have forced many father south for the winter. While this is great for photographers and birdwatchers, these birds tend to be stressed and often starve to death.
We were able to get shots of this bird without disturbing it, leaving it on its hay bale, where a friend passed by it a few hours later.