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This place, despite its part demolition, had to be done as it has been on the have to do list for a while. It was Friday 31st October, a bright sunny Mother Earth day and 11 years on from the No Opencast Action at Tibshelf, Chesterfield. One day before an event on The Future for Clean Coal - a follow on from the Direct Action at kings North, part of the camp for climate change. We got a train to Doncaster, then a bus to Barnby Dun, we ended up getting off early but we walked part of the canal that was once the main supply chain for Coal to Thorpe Marsh Power Station, the loading deck at the side of the canal lays derelict.
We arrive, this is epic in scale with a theme of Dead Cities, a film set for post-Armageddon where the ruins of Modern Life are subject to Mother Earth's Reclamation yard. What a way to pay homage to Mother Earth. The D20 had already been in action, then power fails, here we were celebrating the demise of consumerism, but with no means to consume! We walk round, fall off ropes, laugh as we synchronize the echoed shouting of Gizmo's name and our four legged explorer looked confused, we were for an afternoon the famous three and their dog, minus the picnic.
We returned back to our childhood, it soon was over but we was to return, this time the D20 was on full charge, we had the Pentax and names for the six Cooling Towers, Bertha, Sandra, Emma, Ruth, JG, and Big Bottom Girl. Their omnipresent good looks underneath their apparent ugliness made you fall in, we also met the security and he seemed more intrested in getting his girlfriend into his cabin than being bothered with us, but we left anyhow, we were going to return.
We were now just two, soon to be three as Dan the man joined us on site. We watched the sun set over Thorpe Marsh Power station, got a lift back to Sheff courtesy of the slavver Jag and to our homely pub to get rather drunk.
Here is some blurb on the place we have found on wickipedia
Quote:
Thorpe Marsh Power Station closed in 1994. Since then it has gradually been demollished. Well, everything except the cooling towers - 6 of them. The are also two biggish and several small buildings.
There are various plans for the site - including a nature reserve, and a landfill site (fiercely objected to by local residents). In reality, nothing will probably happen. The towers still survive because it is feared that any explosion caused would rupture the banks of the nearby canal.
The station has been closed since 1994 and the 45 acres (18 ha) site was accquired by Able UK in 1995.[2] Much of the station has been demolished and now only its six cooling towers (each 340 ft (100 m) high and 260 ft (79 m) in diameter at the base), two ash slurry hoppers, railway sidings and the station's large adjacent electricity switching station still remain. The switching station was nearly flooded during the 2007 Yorkshire flood, which would have knocked the grid out according to news reports. The power station featured in the final episode of the 1999 ITV drama, The Last Train.
The rest of the images here
It goes without saying there is a lot of nasty shit on here along with deep holes and uneven land, we nearly come a cropper a couple of times, despite the ease of access as said there is security (they're chilled mind you) and what you expect with such a place so do not go along on your own, a mate and fully charged phone the 84 bus from B2 Doncaster Bus Station, ask them for the power station, once of the bus you will see them and simple walk towards them..
This Swainson's is being mobbed by a Western Kingbird in Part 1 of 2, the second of which, tomorrow, will show what happens. This incident occurred in the far SW corner of MB where Eastern and Western Kingbirds are almost omnipresent. They are so plentiful that many hawks on poles have one or more Kingbirds monitoring them and are afraid to take off because of the hyper aggressiveness of these courageous little warriors,
Fore River Transportation's usual weekday train is seen shoving back on MBTA's Greenbush Line to interchange with CSX at their yard in Braintree. The power for today is one of FRVT's 2 beautiful ex. Conrail B23-7s. With EMDs being omnipresent on 99% of shortlines, finding one with a couple rare GEs is certainly a treat.
Gardens by the Bay (« jardins près de la baie ») est un parc naturel urbain situé dans le centre de Singapour.
S'étendant sur 101 ha et abritant près de 20 000 espèces différentes de plantes, ce parc fait partie d'une stratégie du gouvernement singapourien visant à transformer la « ville-jardin » en une « ville dans un jardin », avec comme objectif déclaré d'améliorer la qualité de vie en améliorant la verdure et la flore de la cité-État. Cité où la verdure omniprésente fait partie intégrante de son paysage urbain, les espaces verts couvrant plus de 50 % de son territoire.
This place, despite its part demolition, had to be done as it has been on the have to do list for a while. It was Friday 31st October, a bright sunny Mother Earth day and 11 years on from the No Opencast Action at Tibshelf, Chesterfield. One day before an event on The Future for Clean Coal - a follow on from the Direct Action at kings North, part of the camp for climate change. We got a train to Doncaster, then a bus to Barnby Dun, we ended up getting off early but we walked part of the canal that was once the main supply chain for Coal to Thorpe Marsh Power Station, the loading deck at the side of the canal lays derelict.
We arrive, this is epic in scale with a theme of Dead Cities, a film set for post-Armageddon where the ruins of Modern Life are subject to Mother Earth's Reclamation yard. What a way to pay homage to Mother Earth. The D20 had already been in action, then power fails, here we were celebrating the demise of consumerism, but with no means to consume! We walk round, fall off ropes, laugh as we synchronize the echoed shouting of Gizmo's name and our four legged explorer looked confused, we were for an afternoon the famous three and their dog, minus the picnic.
We returned back to our childhood, it soon was over but we was to return, this time the D20 was on full charge, we had the Pentax and names for the six Cooling Towers, Bertha, Sandra, Emma, Ruth, JG, and Big Bottom Girl. Their omnipresent good looks underneath their apparent ugliness made you fall in, we also met the security and he seemed more intrested in getting his girlfriend into his cabin than being bothered with us, but we left anyhow, we were going to return.
We were now just two, soon to be three as Dan the man joined us on site. We watched the sun set over Thorpe Marsh Power station, got a lift back to Sheff courtesy of the slavver Jag and to our homely pub to get rather drunk.
Here is some blurb on the place we have found on wickipedia
Quote:
Thorpe Marsh Power Station closed in 1994. Since then it has gradually been demollished. Well, everything except the cooling towers - 6 of them. The are also two biggish and several small buildings.
There are various plans for the site - including a nature reserve, and a landfill site (fiercely objected to by local residents). In reality, nothing will probably happen. The towers still survive because it is feared that any explosion caused would rupture the banks of the nearby canal.
The station has been closed since 1994 and the 45 acres (18 ha) site was accquired by Able UK in 1995.[2] Much of the station has been demolished and now only its six cooling towers (each 340 ft (100 m) high and 260 ft (79 m) in diameter at the base), two ash slurry hoppers, railway sidings and the station's large adjacent electricity switching station still remain. The switching station was nearly flooded during the 2007 Yorkshire flood, which would have knocked the grid out according to news reports. The power station featured in the final episode of the 1999 ITV drama, The Last Train.
The rest of the images here
It goes without saying there is a lot of nasty shit on here along with deep holes and uneven land, we nearly come a cropper a couple of times, despite the ease of access as said there is security (they're chilled mind you) and what you expect with such a place so do not go along on your own, a mate and fully charged phone the 84 bus from B2 Doncaster Bus Station, ask them for the power station, once of the bus you will see them and simple walk towards them..
Les humains de rêve sont aussi vieux que le capitalisme. il fallait bien rêver avant d'acheter.Néanmoins leur omniprésence ne suffit pas à nous tirer de nos rêveries musicales...
This place, despite its part demolition, had to be done as it has been on the have to do list for a while. It was Friday 31st October, a bright sunny Mother Earth day and 11 years on from the No Opencast Action at Tibshelf, Chesterfield. One day before an event on The Future for Clean Coal - a follow on from the Direct Action at kings North, part of the camp for climate change. We got a train to Doncaster, then a bus to Barnby Dun, we ended up getting off early but we walked part of the canal that was once the main supply chain for Coal to Thorpe Marsh Power Station, the loading deck at the side of the canal lays derelict.
We arrive, this is epic in scale with a theme of Dead Cities, a film set for post-Armageddon where the ruins of Modern Life are subject to Mother Earth's Reclamation yard. What a way to pay homage to Mother Earth. The D20 had already been in action, then power fails, here we were celebrating the demise of consumerism, but with no means to consume! We walk round, fall off ropes, laugh as we synchronize the echoed shouting of Gizmo's name and our four legged explorer looked confused, we were for an afternoon the famous three and their dog, minus the picnic.
We returned back to our childhood, it soon was over but we was to return, this time the D20 was on full charge, we had the Pentax and names for the six Cooling Towers, Bertha, Sandra, Emma, Ruth, JG, and Big Bottom Girl. Their omnipresent good looks underneath their apparent ugliness made you fall in, we also met the security and he seemed more intrested in getting his girlfriend into his cabin than being bothered with us, but we left anyhow, we were going to return.
We were now just two, soon to be three as Dan the man joined us on site. We watched the sun set over Thorpe Marsh Power station, got a lift back to Sheff courtesy of the slavver Jag and to our homely pub to get rather drunk.
Here is some blurb on the place we have found on wickipedia
Quote:
Thorpe Marsh Power Station closed in 1994. Since then it has gradually been demollished. Well, everything except the cooling towers - 6 of them. The are also two biggish and several small buildings.
There are various plans for the site - including a nature reserve, and a landfill site (fiercely objected to by local residents). In reality, nothing will probably happen. The towers still survive because it is feared that any explosion caused would rupture the banks of the nearby canal.
The station has been closed since 1994 and the 45 acres (18 ha) site was accquired by Able UK in 1995.[2] Much of the station has been demolished and now only its six cooling towers (each 340 ft (100 m) high and 260 ft (79 m) in diameter at the base), two ash slurry hoppers, railway sidings and the station's large adjacent electricity switching station still remain. The switching station was nearly flooded during the 2007 Yorkshire flood, which would have knocked the grid out according to news reports. The power station featured in the final episode of the 1999 ITV drama, The Last Train.
The rest of the images here
It goes without saying there is a lot of nasty shit on here along with deep holes and uneven land, we nearly come a cropper a couple of times, despite the ease of access as said there is security (they're chilled mind you) and what you expect with such a place so do not go along on your own, a mate and fully charged phone the 84 bus from B2 Doncaster Bus Station, ask them for the power station, once of the bus you will see them and simple walk towards them..
Riquewhir, , Alsace, France.
Riquewihr en idioma francés, Reichenweier en alsaciano, es una localidad y comuna francesa situada en el departamento de Alto Rin, en la región de Alsacia.
Por su belleza y atractivo turístico es uno de los pueblos distinguidos por la asociación Les plus beaux villages de France.
Esta ciudad fortificada rodeada de viñas es una auténtica joya. En el pueblo de Riquewihr abundan las casas de colores con entramado con fachadas decoradas con viejos rótulos. Algunas casas están adornadas con bonitas ventanas saledizas. Las omnipresentes flores y plantas trepadoras refuerzan el atractivo del pueblo.
Para descubrir el patrimonio arquitectónico único de Riquewihr, lo mejor es pasear y admirar, en el ocio, los innumerables monumentos. Se puede descubrir el ayuntamiento de estilo neo-clásico. El castillo de Württemberg en 1539 ahora alberga el museo de la comunicación. Además del edificio notable, puede supervisar la posición a través de las edades. El antiguo patio de la Abadía de Autrey desde 1510 tiene un innegable encanto con su torreta ascendente desde el sótano hasta el ático y bóveda con ocho costillas apoyo a una terraza. Va a pasar por el Museo del Dolder. Esta entrada de la puerta fortificada de la ciudad tiene un campanario de 25 metros de altura con una cara exterior bélico y la apariencia benévola en el casco urbano. La torre de los ladrones 1550 es la antigua prisión. Se pueden visitar las cámaras de tortura y mazmorras húmedas donde matones estaban cerradas. Por último, paseando por las calles, se pueden admirar las fachadas de las casas de los siglos XVI y XVII incluidos en el inventario de monumentos históricos. Entre ellos, por nombrar algunos sólo por el bien de sus nombres tan evocador, la antigua casa de tonelería, la casa llamó a los ranúnculo y enólogos de casas esperan en silencio.
Riquewihr in French, Reichenweier in Alsatian, is a town and commune in the department of Haut-Rhin in the Alsace region.
For its beauty and tourist attraction is one of the villages distinguished by the association Les plus beaux villages de France.
This fortified town surrounded by vineyards is a real gem. In the village of Riquewihr, houses with colorful, half-timbered facades adorned with old signs abound. Some houses are adorned with pretty bay windows. The ubiquitous flowers and climbing plants reinforce the appeal of the town.
To discover the unique architectural heritage of Riquewihr, the best is to stroll and admire, in leisure, the countless monuments. During your no, you can discover the neo-classical style town hall. The castle of Württemberg in 1539 now houses the Museum of Communication. In addition to the remarkable building, it can monitor the position throughout the ages. The old courtyard of the Abbey of Autrey since 1510 has an undeniable charm with its turret ascending from the basement to the attic and vault with eight ribs supporting a terrace. You will pass by the Dolder Museum. This entrance of the fortified gate of the city has a bell tower of 25 meters of height with an external warlike face and the benevolent appearance in the urban helmet. The tower of the thieves 1550 is the old prison. You can visit the torture chambers and wet dungeons where thugs were closed. Finally, walking through the streets, you can admire the facades of the houses of the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries included in the inventory of historical monuments. Among them, to name a few just for the sake of their names so evocative, the old coop house, the house called the ranunculus and house winemakers wait in silence.
(that title should be read in an Elvis tone: And his mamma cries..... In the Depot...)
SY 1210 rests between duties at Fuxin with the omnipresent power station looming in the background . 8 Jan 2016
El sol sobre la marisma
En grande se ve el ritmo de las omnipresentes torres y cables ...
En este caso, no me molestan
:)
Saturate your new year with the vibrant colors of January's winning theme.... Colorblock by Gyorgyna Larnia!
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The defined shades, in contrast but complementary, are the expression of the need to feel vibrant and joyful and to convey the will to live and paired with extravagant patterns it's the best combo for the end of winter!!
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Deben existir miles de platos en los que el tomate es el ingrediente principal o el elemento clave. Debido a su color, sabor y versatilidad, el tomate ha recorrido un largo camino desde las antiguas civilizaciones aztecas hasta convertirse en un elemento omnipresente en las cocinas de hoy.
Muchos de los platos más comunes y deliciosos que se preparan actualmente se remontan a tiempos antiguos y al intercambio de plantas alimenticias entre el Viejo y el Nuevo Mundo. El tomate es originario de los bajos Andes, y fue cultivado por los aztecas en México. La palabra azteca "tomatl" significaba simplemente "fruta hinchada" y los conquistadores españoles lo llamaron "tomate". El tomate, junto con el maíz, la patata, el chile y la batata fueron introducidos en España a principios del siglo XVI gracias a los viajes de Colón.
Probablemente, el tomate llegó en primer lugar a Sevilla, que era uno de los principales centros del comercio internacional, en particular con Italia. En 1544, el herborista italiano Mattioli se refirió a los frutos amarillos de la planta del tomate como "mala aurea", manzana de oro, y más adelante, en 1554, mencionó una variedad roja. El mismo año, Dodoens, un herborista holandés, realizó una descripción detallada del fruto y éste se ganó la reputación de afrodisíaco. Esto explica los nombres como "pomme d´amour" en francés, "pomodoro" en italiano y "love apple" en inglés.
La transformación de ingrediente medicinal en ingrediente culinario común empezó lentamente en el siglo XVIII. La primera receta napolitana publicada que se conoce para preparar "salsa de tomate al estilo español" data de 1692.
Aunque el tomate se considera una verdura debido a sus diversos usos culinarios, es de hecho una fruta de la familia de las solanáceas. Es un pariente próximo de la patata, el pimiento y la berenjena. El tomate es uno de los alimentos o ingredientes más populares en Europa, debido en parte a su versatilidad y su facilidad para combinarse bien con queso, huevos, carne y una amplia variedad de hierbas aromáticas.
Los tomates son nutritivos. Contienen grandes cantidades de vitamina C y folato. El tomate es asimismo la fuente alimentaria más importante de un pigmento rojo llamado licopeno, que tiene propiedades antioxidantes y puede ser anticancerígeno. Un elevado nivel de licopeno en el plasma se asocia con una menor incidencia de algunos cánceres, en especial el cáncer de próstata. La asimilación por el organismo depende del tipo de producto que se consuma. El plasma sanguíneo absorbe mejor el licopeno cuando éste procede de productos elaborados a altas temperaturas que cuando se ingiere una cantidad equivalente de tomates frescos. Del mismo modo, la biodisponibilidad del licopeno procedente del zumo de tomate procesado con calor es mayor que la del zumo de tomate crudo.
Las directrices nacionales e internacionales en materia de alimentación recomiendan un mayor consumo de frutas y verduras y aconseja tomar al menos cinco porciones al día. Los tomates son un fruto estupendo para un rápido tentempié sano y nutritivo, y como ingrediente de una receta creativa.
Réserve faunique des Laurentides lies between the Québec City and Saguenay-Lac-Saint-Jean regions. It's a huge 7,861-km2; territory. Hunters, anglers, and outdoor enthusiasts engage in their favourite activities in pristine wilderness surroundings.
Wildlife is omnipresent. In the summer, vacationing and fishing are popular. Fall is the season of choice for hunting moose and small game. In the winter, Camp Mercier is a venue for cross-country skiers, snowshoers and vacationers.
"Monobloc Moments" by Sara Bjarland (NL)
location: Roundabout at Manitobahelling
De Haan - Wenduine, Belgium
(Beaufort24)
The Beaufort Triennale is in its eighth edition. Beaufort24 presents 18 new works of art in the unique setting of the Belgian Coast.
Plastic Monobloc chairs are a global summer staple, often associated with vacations and leisure. Yet, they also serve as a symbol of our disposable society. In today’s world, plastic is nearly omnipresent, and the term itself has taken on a negative connotation – signifying something quick, effortless, and cheap, but far from sustainable, given our impulsive disposal habits. In Monobloc Moments, Sara Bjarland arranges these chairs in a chaotic and playful manner, creating a dynamic and organic appearance, as if the stack has been shaped by a sea breeze and is on the verge of falling over. By transforming the chairs into bronze, Bjarland imparts a timeless quality to this everyday object. Her choice deliberately heightens the contrast with plastic, elevating a mundane item to the status of a high-quality art object.
Source & more info: www.triennalebeaufort.be/en/beaufort-monobloc-moments
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De Beaufort Triënnale is aan zijn achtste editie toe. Beaufort24 presenteert 18 nieuwe kunstwerken in het unieke kader van de Belgische Kust.
Plastic Monobloc-stoelen zijn over de hele wereld een zomerse klassieker en worden vaak geassocieerd met vakantie en vrije tijd. Anderzijds staan ze ook symbool voor onze wegwerpmaatschappij. Plastic is vandaag alomtegenwoordig en is haast een scheldwoord geworden: het is synoniem voor snel, makkelijk en goedkoop – allesbehalve duurzaam, want we gooien het net zo impulsief weg als we het aankopen. In het werk Monobloc Moments heeft Sara Bjarland deze stoelen gestapeld op een chaotische en speelse manier, om een levendige en organische aanblik te bieden, alsof de stapel door de zeebries is gevormd en op het punt staat om te vallen. Door de stoelen naar brons te vertalen, kiest Sara Bjarland ervoor om dit alledaagse voorwerp een eeuwig karakter te geven. Zo versterkt ze het contrast met plastic en verheft ze een banaal voorwerp tot een hoogwaardig kunstobject.
Bron & meer info: www.triennalebeaufort.be/nl/beaufort-monobloc-moments
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La Triennale Beaufort en est à sa huitième édition. Beaufort24 présente 18 nouvelles œuvres d'art dans le cadre unique de la Côte Belge.
Les chaises Monobloc en plastique sont dans le monde entier un classique de l'été et sont donc souvent associées aux vacances et aux loisirs. Mais elles symbolisent aussi notre société du tout-jetable. Le plastique est omniprésent aujourd'hui et est presque devenu un gros mot : il est synonyme de rapide, facile et bon marché - tout sauf durable, puisque nous le jetons aussi impulsivement que nous l'achetons. Dans l'œuvre Monobloc Moments, Sara Bjarland a empilé ces chaises de manière désordonnée et ludique, afin de leur donner un aspect vivant et organique, comme si la pile avait été façonnée par la brise marine et qu'elle était sur le point de s'écrouler. Par cette version en bronze, Sara Bjarland choisit de donner à cet objet quotidien un caractère éternel. Elle accentue ainsi le contraste avec le plastique et élève un objet banal au rang d'objet d'art de grande qualité.
Source & plus d'infos: www.triennalebeaufort.be/fr/beaufort-monobloc-moments
A l'époque des omniprésentes caravelles assurant la desserte des lignes de l'ouest lyonnais, une tournée de graissage des rails hebdomadaire était assurée en X 2800 les samedis. Aujourd'hui, le tram-train règne sans partage... (scan argentique)
Sligachan est en lieu typiquement écossais par nature, une cuvette où la météo est capricieuse , après maintes tentatives , on a enfin pu faire quelques photos entre plusieurs passages couvert nuageux et pluvieux, au total on a du y faire au moins 6 passages .
Un bon spot photo où on peut apercevoir les cullins qui culminent au loin,
un vieux pont de pierre semblant être édifié au moyen âge
posé comme décor, un décor naturel où l'eau omniprésente s'écoule et jaillit ...il n y'a plus qu' à attendre les passages brumeux pour shooter sous un ciel couvert car ça donne plus de force à ce paysage rude et éprouvé .
C'est aussi le point de départ de plusieurs chemins de randonnées connues, un spot photo incontournable avec du potentiel et un lieu reposant ou on a bien envie de tenter quelques poses longues .Il y a des endroits comme cela où le décor est posé et où il n'y a qu'à passer au bon moment et où on à même pas à cadrer ..ya plus qu'à déclencher ...si vous passez par là ...en attendant une météo plus clémente vous pouvez vous restaurer au sligachan hôtel , il y a là la wi-fi, un beau bar avec une déco bien agencée ,un billard , des sièges en cuir cosy, et quelques photos qui racontent l'histoire de ce lieu ancien. Aussi le fish and chips y est excellent ... On l' a testé ...toute une après midi croyant que le temps allait se lever mais la pluie n'a jamais cesser de tomber ce jour là .
Gardens by the Bay (« jardins près de la baie ») est un parc naturel urbain situé dans le centre de Singapour.
S'étendant sur 101 ha et abritant près de 20 000 espèces différentes de plantes, ce parc fait partie d'une stratégie du gouvernement singapourien visant à transformer la « ville-jardin » en une « ville dans un jardin », avec comme objectif déclaré d'améliorer la qualité de vie en améliorant la verdure et la flore de la cité-État. Cité où la verdure omniprésente fait partie intégrante de son paysage urbain, les espaces verts couvrant plus de 50 % de son territoire.
Keep watching out for the omnipresent bikes in Amsterdam.
This, if I remember correctly is from along the Herengracht canal in Amsterdam. Canal and bikes is pretty central to the areas around central Amsterdam.
I liked this scene because of several reasons. First of all the foreground hints that we are along a canal, the bike symbolises the "traffic" on these roads, the buildings shows bits of the style - and my favourite part is the leaning street lamp. Walking around the streets of Amsterdam, there are lots of things that are not straight up. Houses that are leaning forward at different angles, street lamps, trees etc.
The massive cliffs of Mon, Denmark, the bottom of the long-gone Cretaceous Sea, appear to be glowing from within shortly before sunrise.
As they are constantly eroding, they are taking trees with them. One such dead branch is seen here, coloured white by the omnipresent chalk the cliffs are made of. The blue hue is real pre-dawn light as seen on location (not a flawed white balance setting or something).
This is one of the most omnipresent birds in the country. Seeing one is never a significant experience. However, one morning in Idaho I was driving slowly through the country, and I look over and see the most contented looking crow I have ever seen. I lowered my window, aimed my camera, and captured him at a moment of complete peace.
Petinha-de-garganta-ruiva (Anthus cervinus)
Oriunda das regiões árcticas, esta petinha é rara em Portugal e ocorre sobretudo durante as migrações, havendo registos ocasionais nos meses de Inverno. De tamanho semelhante à petinha-dos-prados, espécie com a qual pode facilmente confundir-se. Quando em plumagem de verão distingue-se facilmente pela tonalidade alaranjada do peito e das faces.
Fonte:http://www.avesdeportugal.info/antcer.html
Petinha-dos-prados (Anthus pratensis)
O aparecimento das primeiras petinhas-dos-prados marca o final da época estival. Esta espécie omnipresente, mas nem sempre fácil de observar, invade o país no início do outono e, fazendo jus ao seu nome, povoa os prados portugueses.A petinha-dos-prados é uma espécie insetívora, facto que pode ser facilmente reconhecido pelo seu bico fino. A plumagem é castanha esverdeada, o peito é fortemente malhado e as patas são rosadas. De todos os passeriformes que nos visitam no outono e no inverno, a petinha-dos-prados é certamente um dos mais
abundantes, estando presente em todo o tipo de terrenos
agrícolas, pastagens, incultos ou campos encharcados. Os
primeiros indivíduos surgem por vezes em finais de setembro, mas é no mês de outubro que as petinhas-dos-prados chegam em grande número ao nosso país, podendo ser observadas ao longo do outono e do inverno. Em março começam a partir, desaparecendo as últimas em pirncípios de abril.
Fonte:http://www.avesdeportugal.info/antpra.html
Murtosa / Aveiro / Portugal
Time in Color
Quick! Colors through the window
Colors on fields and forests
Before the weather changes
And changes everything
Empties fields and forests of their substance
And ponds and farms
How fleeting the sun is!
How the sky mocks our admiring gaze
Eternity is an optical illusion
Immensity a dubious abstraction
The wheatfields’ gold – quick!
The pink of bricks piled on a building-site – quick!
The foliage’s chilly green – quick!
The rust-color of bushes, train-tracks, roadbeds – quick!
The yellow of colza in nearly-black fields
The silver of streams
The silt-browned green of fish-filled rivers – quick!
Cabbages’ purple in well-mannered squares – quick!
The road’s grey – quick!
The absolute blue of clear sun-softened autumn days – quick!
Red! Red! Tractors’, cars’, traffic-lights’ red – quick!
The red of a hunter’s cap, his rifle wedged in his armpit – quick!
(And soon the imagined red of a slain beast’s blood)
The metallic green of our roadside poplars – quick!
Blue slate roofs – quick!
The blue of distant mountains – quick!
Stone blue, horizon blue,
Blue light falling in a fine mist on the world – quick!
And white – I had almost forgotten white – the white of dusty roads, earthen ones
The white of cows lazing in pastures – quick!
Omnipresent white, that the eye disdains
Of a wall between two cypresses, of trucks going swiftly past
White – quick!
Then black! Black! The black of fertile earth ploughed over and over again – quick!
The black of a horse driven mad by the trains
Who gallops in crazed circles alongside the fence – quick!
The black of a village chimney silent as a closed mouth – quick!
The black of a village church-bell never to be caught up in the savior’s arms –
quick!
White, black, green, pink, blue and gold –
Quick! Quick! Quick!
Emmanuel Moses
Translation: Marilyn Hacker
The famous Bush's "axis of evil" includes Iran, Iraq, and North Korea. In NK, every young man stay for 6 years in the Army. It means that for 6 years, they won't have many news from their families for most of them cos there is no email, mobile or private phone in North Korea.
L'armée et ses soldats sont omniprésents en Corée du Nord. Dans les rues, devant les bâtiments, même dans les champs pour aider les paysans à tenir les objectifs de production fixés par le gouvernement.
Le pays est un des plus plus militarisés du monde, avec un effectif estimée à 1,2 million d’hommes et de femmes en armes pour 23 millions d’habitants. Même si les experts pensent que le pays possède la bombe atomique, les infrastructures et les équipements visibles semblent datés des années 50.
En Corée du Nord, le service militaire dure 6 ans. 6 années qui coupent totalement la recrue de sa famille à cause de l’absence de mobile, mail et de téléphones privés.
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Al fondo se divisa la Sierra del Aramo llena de nieve,este invierno está siendo muy crudo.
El Aramo es un cordal calizo localizado en la parte central del Principado de Asturias, en España, de casi veinte kilómetros de longitud y siete kilómetros de anchura que avanza en dirección norte desde las primeras estribaciones de la Cordillera Cantábrica.
Se piensa que "Aramo" podría derivar del nombre de una divinidad prerromana. Lo que sí parece claro es la gran carga simbólica de esta montaña, omnipresente en el paisaje central asturiano, que llevaría a la sacralización del monte por las comunidades prehistóricas, que situarían en sus collados y cordales innumerables evidencias de arquitectura megalítica.
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Portail ouest de la Rosslyn Chapel, village de Roslin, dans le Midlothian en Écosse. Une visite inspirée du roman "Da Vinci Code" de Dan Brown.
Située à environ 11 km au sud d'Édimbourg, cette église a été construite au 15 e siècle. Elle fut dessinée par William Sinclair héritier d'une famille noble écossaise descendant des chevaliers Normands de Saint-Clair et, selon la légende, liée aux Chevaliers du Temple.
La construction commencée en 1440 ne fut achevée qu’en 1486, soit 6 ans après le décès de son créateur qui y fut enterré. La chapelle est connue pour son nombre important de sculptures, gravures et décorations, tant à l'extérieur, qu'à l'intérieur. Parmi ces éléments, deux de ses piliers sont remarquables: le pilier de l’Apprenti et le pilier du Maître, de chaque côté du pilier de l’Artisan.
Bien que des scènes bibliques soient représentées, il faut remarquer que leur nombre est minoritaire comparé aux autres styles de sculptures, d'inspiration celtique, nordique, et même païenne ou islamique. On dénombre pas moins d'une centaine de Green Man, et la végétation est omniprésente. De plus, de nombreux symboles templiers et maçonniques, sont présents à l'extérieur du bâtiment, sur les murs, ou encore au plafond : compas, équerres, damiers, colonnes, etc.
Cette particularité serait probablement due au fait que William Sinclair, puis ses descendants par la suite, aurait été nommé Grand Maître maçon, i.e. Patron et protecteur des Maçons écossais et irlandais dès 1441. Cela expliquerait aussi les références à cette chapelle dans le roman Da Vinci Code de Dan Brown.
Portfolio:Behind Image Round 2
Mika- As you know sensuality and sexiness are omnipresent in our society. The fashion industry is using those since for ever.
But...
Can you bring it with class?
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I'm somewhat in love with it and a part of me is like "I couldn't done something a little better." The picture isn't 100% great but i just hope it's enough to get me on.
I wish i made the picture larger after seeing everyone else's =(
P.S. I drew the Boa incase ur wondering! Thanks you!
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Thunderstorms, Fascinating natural electric arcs, we are all sensitive to them, they intrigue us - the result of an "imbalance" that these light discharges allow us to readjust - they are like an omnipresent natural electricity, with consequences that are mostly imperceptible to Humans.
It will be DETERMINING in this chapter to understand that "balance" as it is perceived in the collective consciousness has only a value as a philosophical concept, like an "artist's view".
Indeed, within the natural world, balance simply does not exist, a "more or less large gap in terms of values between a positive and a negative leading to discharges that help to reduce this gap that has become too large between this (+) and this (-)" would be more accurate, thus was born the Movement, architect of universal systems.
Let us note with attention that if this notion of balance is assimilated for us as an "objective" to be reached, it is no less essential to systematically fail to reach it without ever ceasing to try, by essence no movement can be triggered in case of balance, within the living it is a notion synonymous with nothingness.
Once again, from the macroscopic to the immensity the patterns are invariably the same, within our muscles there is a perpetual electrical activity, and even the smallest of these generates low intensity electromagnetic fields during a contraction, just as electricity from power lines generate electromagnetic fields according to the intensity of the current flowing through them and ONLY when it is in motion, matrix dynamics therefore.
Let's imagine that the blood stops circulating for a moment, that the rotation of our planet is interrupted or that the solar radiation no longer reaches us, no need to draw a picture, the consequences are known, they are only obvious.
Marine currents are generated by temperature differences at different depths, these phenomena of thermodynamic "depressions" are also observable in the atmosphere, everywhere life follows are short, whatever the soil, the terrain, the matter, the light, the environment, the conditions, the constraints, it is an immense "Everything" put into action by as many veins trying to reach their respective goals, the so-called "balance", approaching it then moving away from it tirelessly, the ransom of evolution.
It is the friction of the hot air rising naturally from the ground that forms condensation as it cools, then "densifies" generating friction in the atmosphere by charging the water droplets thus formed (this friction effect is comparable to that of a cloth on the skin). Once the accumulation becomes too important, by influence, an electric field is formed between the base of the cloud (-) and the ground (+), within the cloud; the same story, another discharge pole (+) is present at the top of the cloud, lightning flashes during discharges between the ground and the base of the cloud are therefore perceptible to us, let's now take a little more altitude.
The ionosphere of our atmosphere is located between 60 and 800 km above us, there is a quantity of movement imperceptible to our eyes, unaware that in this part interact cosmic rays and atoms, the first and its monstrous amount of energy "tear" electrons from the atoms forcing them to charge (+), here also transit low and high frequency (Hz) radio waves (say low and high altitude to simplify), here rages the "war of the waves" that telecommunications operators engage in when allocating transmission frequencies.
Here too, there is naturally present gas, which is constantly bombarded by the radiation of our sun and becomes electrically charged, interfering with the earth's electromagnetic field. Here, a plasma is created (a state of matter that is neither liquid, solid nor gaseous) and a fourth state is "revealed"; the result is a series of action potentials within a systemic dynamic, of which we can still only perceive the gap. Here was born one of the main threads of Mr. Tesla.N's research, indeed his major project aimed at using this natural "conducting ocean" for the transport and diffusion of energies, this layer and its almost 800km thickness seem to be intended for a similar use.
Let us note that the electromagnetic field of the Earth finds its source in the heart of the "boiling" plasma of the Earth's crust, and that it is to be dissociated from the ionospheric plasma which is obtained by a reaction at low temperatures, here the gas, which is usually a perfect insulator when electricity passes through, is transformed into an ultra-conductive fluid, over, for the record, 800 km thick all around our beautiful blue, the loop is closed.
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Patrimonio de la Humanidad , el Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escorial , obra cumbre del Renacimiento en España , es un lugar de visita casi obligada . No te dejará en absoluto indiferente y pasarás un largo y maravilloso espacio de tu tiempo . Junto a la gran obra de arte que forma por sí solo el conjunto de edificios , su enorme colección de arte es impresionante . Destacar sobre manera su biblioteca - apabullante en todos los sentidos - la basílica , las salas capitulares, la Sala de las Batallas y los panteones de Reyes e Infantes . Destacan asimismo la tardanza en darte las entradas , por cierto al costo de 10 euros , y la omnipresencia de unos señores vestidos de azul que te siguen a todas partes aunque tu estés solo en una sala. Si llevas una cámara reflex es como si fueras armado con un misil tierra aire .
No se puede hacer fotos en su interior en todo el recorrido aunque la web esté llena de ellas . ¿Alguien ha pensado en cobrar un sobreprecio para quien desee realizar fotos? Pudiera ser que se pagase y ganaríamos todos ...
Los omnipresentes "Patitos hibridos" en tierras zamoranas.
Las obras de la estación están prácticamente acabadas y ya se pueden ver al fondo los primeros postes de catenaria, instalados hace poco.
Comme dans la plupart des pays d'Asie, les rues s'animent très tôt le matin à Katmandou. Se lever à 6h30 pour capter les premiers rayons et les premiers signes d'animation. Francky 3D (sur la gauche) est aussi opérationnel malgré la difficulté de respirer tant la pollution est déjà omniprésente..
Detrás de mi el museo del muro y delante de nuevo las obras omnipresentes con sus tuberías para conducir el agua y el modernísimo edificio de Mercedes Benz Arena...
ENORMES CONTRASTES.
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In a world where the line between human and machine fades, Ghost in the Shell questions the very essence of identity. With its haunting cyberpunk aesthetic and deep philosophical undertones, this masterpiece explores what it means to have a soul in an age of artificial bodies and omnipresent networks. A vision of the future that still feels eerily relevant today.
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Wednesday Tribute – Un classique intemporel : Ghost in the Shell
Dans un monde où la frontière entre l’humain et la machine s’efface, Ghost in the Shell interroge l’essence même de l’identité. Avec son esthétique cyberpunk envoûtante et ses profondes réflexions philosophiques, ce chef-d’œuvre explore ce que signifie avoir une âme à une époque où les corps artificiels et les réseaux omniprésents dominent. Une vision du futur qui reste étrangement d’actualité aujourd’hui.
Una locomotora de la sèrie 140, aleshores omnipresent a les vies alemanyes, encapçala una composició de vagons de parets lliscants Transwaggon de camí cap al sud. [Diapositiva escanejada]
Una locomotora de la serie 140, por aquel entonces omnipresente en las vías alemanas, encabeza una composición de vagones de paredes deslizantes Transwaggon de camino al sur. [Diapositiva escaneada]
A class 140 locomotive, back then ubiquitous on the German tracks, is heading a southbound consist of Transwaggon sliding wall wagons. [Scanned slide]
me repito, sí, es que cómo evitarlo? pensar en Mori es pensar en un mini mundo repleto de ternura lleno de personajes que cobran vida con el simple hecho de ponerse frente a una cámara. Pensar en Mori es pensar en una madre omnipresente donde en ese mini mundo los protagonistas son sus hijos. Pensar en Mori es pensar en un mundo rosado.... ah, no, eso te lo debo...bien sabido es que lo mío no es el rosa... bueno, tampoco la ternura pero se hizo lo que se pudo.....En fin, para la madre tierna, pero principalmente para la amiga tras pantalla que supo ser persona real, un MUY FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS
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Christ, the Redeemer... differents views
Nossa Senhora da Boa Viagem Church, Christ the Redmeer and MAC - Niterói.
Persuadé que la beauté est omniprésente, même dans les objets les plus prosaïques, le "paysan normand" s'est très tôt engagé dans la recherche d'un art multiple susceptible de transfigurer le réel.
Persuaded that beauty is omnipresent, even in the most prosaic objects, the "Norman peasant" was very early engaged in the search for a multiple art likely to transfigure the real.
When I first saw these giants by the Mara river, I was admittedly taken aback by their relaxed nature in an environment where death is so omnipresent with the predator on the prowl all the time. But then again Hippos are rather shielded from the wrath of the predator thanks to their sheer size.
Repasando desapasionadamente el año que está a punto de finalizar veo que, en líneas generales, las cosas no nos fueron del todo mal. Eso sí, siempre partiendo de la base de que el panorama ferroviario español es desalentador por sus escasas circulaciones, el mal estado de las infraestructuras, las obras que se eternizan inexplicablemente y, por supuesto, los omnipresentes e infames grafitis. Este día, sin embargo, pude fotografiar más trenes de lo que es habitual en esta -casi siempre- infructuosa línea. La meteorología también acompañó y tuve la suerte de poder fotografiar este tren de balasto, tanto a la ida como a la vuelta, con una luz espléndida. Naturalmente, como los grafiteros no respetan tampoco los trenes de Adif, la locomotora tenía un enorme grafiti en el lateral y múltiples "firmas" en el frontal. Para eliminar semejante desguisado he recurrido a una "donación" procedente de una foto de esta misma locomotora que tomé hace quince años, una época en la que estos insufribles vándalos aún no estaban tan activos.
Dispassionately reviewing the year that is about to end, I see that, in general terms, things were not bad at all. Of course, always starting from the basis that the Spanish railway panorama is discouraging due to its poor circulation, the poor state of the infrastructure, the works that inexplicably go on forever and, of course, the omnipresent and infamous graffiti. This day, however, I was able to photograph more trains than is usual on this -almost always- fruitless line. The weather was also good and I was lucky enough to be able to photograph this ballast train, both on the way there and back, with splendid light. Naturally, since graffiti artists do not respect Adif trains either, the locomotive had enormous graffiti on the side and multiple "signatures" on the front. To eliminate such nonsense I have resorted to a "donation" from a photo of this same locomotive that I took fifteen years ago, a time when these insufferable vandals were not yet so active.
In my pursuit to avoid the omnipresent instagirls in Valensole‘s lavender fields i drove around 80 kilometers to the city of Gordes. I planned to photograph the Sénanque Abbey in the afternoon and go for a blue hour cityscape at dusk.
Since the abbey was quite disappointing from a photographical standpoint i had more than enough time to look for a remote place with a great view. I had to sneak through a broken wall and some bushes, but i finally found my 4 square meters and a nice composition, set up my camera and enjoyed the warm summer breeze along with some nice live music coming over from the city at my little hideout.
But you can’t run, you can’t hide!
Shortly before the sun settled two young ladies obviously did also the wall and bushes thing and asked me if i‘d be fine with them taking some snapshots for Instagram.
Imagine my excitement (and their confusion about me mimicking their behaviour, see: www.facebook.com/bilderschmied.danz/photos/a.178199164211... ) when they needed 30 minutes for a post worthy ”looking-over the shoulder portrait“ with the city in the background. Poor young lady No. 1 had to twist her head to the camera over and over again since flying hair is a must for a successful image on Instagram. Don’t tell me you didn’t know that!
By the way: They didn’t know which city they were abusing for the background, so they asked me for its name and were finally able to post something like ”Spending a wonderful evening in Gordes …“
They left and i had the place for myself again, enjoyed the transition from day to night when suddenly someone shouted my name with a strong french accent: „Marcüüüs, Marcüüüs!“ It was Aurélien, a photographer I met in Valensole at the morning of the same day, when I unsuccessfully tried to re-shoot the scene from my “Three trees“ image in better light. In contrast to the encounter with my ”beloved“ instagirls this reunion was a very nice one and a great coincidence. I mean how high is the probability to see someone a second time, 80 kilometers away from the place where we first met?
Amanece un día de cierzo en Moletes d’Arany. El sonido del viento a través del bosque es omnipresente durante toda la ruta. Desde la cima del término de Beceite y a 600 metros sobre el valle, se divisa el caprichoso entramado kárstico del Parrizal. El paisaje lo conforma un denso bosque de pino negral junto con los paredones y agujas calizas, siendo buitres, águilas, treparriscos y cabras los centinelas del valle.