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Despite all I have seen and experienced, I still get the same simple thrill out of glimpsing a tiny patch of snow in a high mountain gully and feel the same urge to climb towards it.
Edmund Hillary
CATEDRAL BASÍLICA DE SANTA MARÍA LA ANTIGUA DE PANAMÁ.
Heredera de la Catedral erigida por el Papa Adriano VI en la gran casa del Cacique Cémaco, cuando los españoles lo enfrentaron y fundaron una población dedicada a Santa María de la Antigua, en 1510. En 1513 se dicta la bula por la cual La Antigua se eleva al rango de Diócesis, y su iglesia al rango de Catedral, siendo su primer obispo Fray Juan de Quevedo.
Al abandonarse Santa María la Antigua del Darién por orden de Pedro Arias de Ávila, quien en 1519 había fundado Panamá a la orilla del Mar del Sur, la catedral de la nueva población heredó el traslado de insignias, bulas y reliquias de la Antigua del Darién. Posterior al incendio ocasionado para librarse del pirata Henry Morgan en 1671, la ciudad fue trasladada al actual Casco Antiguo de la ciudad de Panamá en 1673 y con este traslado se dispone el levantamiento de una nueva Catedral, cuya construcción toma 108 años, es decir, de 1688 a 1796.
les Galeries Lafayette ont donné carte blanche à l'artiste nantais Docteur Paper pour retraçer l'histoire de l'enseigne pour le "voyage à Nantes 2023"
petit clin d’œil à Decré, l’ancêtre !!!
Monnaie du pape, la lunaire est une plante quel'on peut rencontrer sur le bord des chemins, dans des terrains vagues ou cultivés.
strobist: one sb-800 camera right
Projecto de Aptidão Profissional - último trabalho da escola (ETIC_)
Simplement un fruit abimé de lunaire (Monnaie du pape)
Ennery Val d'Oise 02-25
Nikon D610
Mon site photo : www.didiermasse.com
Periode des festivals !
Nikon FM3A
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Giardino Inglese - Palermo (IT).
Simulazione pellicola: Fujifilm Reala Ace.
Fuji's film simulation Provia.
Film simulation: customized Fujifilm Reala Ace.
No post processing external to camera except Watermark.
I was wrong about not having photographed anything with sky in it whilst in Scotland - I took this and had completely forgotten about it.
This is the Pap of Glencoe and Loch Leven, seen from the north bank of the loch, a couple of miles out of Kinlochleven. Not the most exciting of shots, I'll agree, but since it's the only actual mountain and sky I captured, I thought I'd post it anyway... I liked the rich green on the bump in the mid-ground, beneath the Pap, and the curves of water and light on the kelp leading to it.
Snow on the Paps of Jura, Beinn Shiantaidh, with red dead bracken in the foreground at Kilmory Knap on the mainland.
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Santiago de Compostela (A Coruña)
La Santa Apostólica y Metropolitana Iglesia Catedral de Santiago de Compostela es un templo de culto católico situado en la ciudad homónima, en el centro de la provincia de La Coruña, en Galicia (España). Acoge el que, según la tradición, es el sepulcro del Apóstol Santiago, lo cual convirtió al templo en uno de los principales destinos de peregrinación de Europa durante la Edad Media a través del llamado Camino de Santiago, una ruta religiosa que comunicaba la península ibérica con el resto del continente. Esto fue determinante para que los reinos hispánicos medievales participaran en los movimientos culturales de la época; en la actualidad sigue siendo un importante destino de peregrinación. Un privilegio concedido en 1122 por el papa Calixto II declaró que serían «Año Santo» o «Año Jubilar» en Compostela todos los años en que el día 25 de julio, día de Santiago, coincidieran en domingo; este privilegio fue confirmado por el papa Alejandro III en su bula Regis aeterni en 1179.
Fue declarada Bien de Interés Cultural en 1896, y la ciudad vieja de Santiago de Compostela, que se concentra en torno a la catedral, fue declarada bien cultural Patrimonio de la Humanidad por la Unesco en 1985.
En 2015, en la aprobación por la Unesco de la ampliación del Camino de Santiago en España a «Caminos de Santiago de Compostela: Camino francés y Caminos del Norte de España», fue incluido como uno de los bienes individuales (n.º ref. 669bis-010).
During the 14th century the fortified Palais des Papes (Palace of the Popes) was the seat of Western Christianity. It is the largest gothic palace in Europe.
The historic centre of Avignon is a UNESCO world heritage site: whc.unesco.org/en/list/228
I've always struggled to tell the difference between left and right when I'm pressed. It makes me a poor navigator when I'm asked to provide directions in unfamiliar places and even worse at taking instructions if I'm behind the wheel. Jab me in the ear and I might just about work out that you want me to take the next right, but if you say "right at the next junction," there's still a fifty percent chance I'll turn left. I even failed my driving test the first time because I gave way to a car to the left that was patiently waiting for me to enter the roundabout first. The second time I passed after having written "L" and "R" in the spaces between my thumbs and forefingers - although I had to get someone to check to make sure I'd got them the right way around,
The reason I mention this apparently irrelevant back story is that this inability to distinguish the dexter from the sinister also let me down close to the top of the Pap of Glencoe. It's not the biggest mountain in Scotland by a long chalk; as you can see here it's dwarfed by the peaks of the Aonach Eagach that climb ever higher out of the left (had to think about that) hand side of the frame. It is however achingly steep on the approaches to the summit from the south side out of Glencoe village. By the time you reach the more gentle slopes of its shoulder and gaze up grimly at the seemingly vertical sides of the rocky dome you might be forgiven for turning around and stumbling back down the track behind you. But on that warm and clear July afternoon when I'd stood on top of far higher mountain summits on each of the previous two days I kept on going - I wanted to see that view along Loch Leven.
And so I soldiered on, soon arriving at the last hundred feet of ascent over the rocky slopes, until I reached a point where I realised the path had somehow deserted me. After a brief hesitation I went to the left, when I should have gone to the right, which found me scrambling up uncharted crags over the last few yards before landing in a happy heap near the summit cairn.
Nobody else had come the same way as me, and as I sat on top of the mountain sipping Glenmorangie from a hip flask given to me by Jim from Clydebank at the foot of Ben Nevis the previous day, I gazed at the dreamy landscape far below. I could see the whole of Loch Leven, from where the West Highland Way footpath leaves Kinlochleven to the point at which it flows into the much larger Loch Linnhe under Ballachulish Bridge. Beyond that lay the Ardnamurchan peninsula where the lighthouse marks the most westerly point of mainland Britain (go on admit it - you thought it was Land's End didn't you?). It's moments like this that stay with you forever. It's moments like this that make you want to return and stand on as many summits as possible in the years to come. Would you like to see that view? Oh go on then:
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For a pleasingly long period of time I had this lofty Caledonian kingdom all to myself, but as my time here passed, small groups arrived and left, their departures revealing the easiest way back down to safety. At least I wasn't going to have to go back down the mountain the way I'd come.
Seven months later I was back with Dave and Lee on another unforgettable visit to Scotland when we'd come to photograph as much of this impossibly beautiful part of Britain as the time and conditions would allow. There was only a small amount of mountaineering on that occasion, although it did bring the happiest morning with the camera of my entire life:
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Later we arrived here, close to Kinlochleven on the banks of the loch where I found myself gazing lovingly at the perfectly shaped dome across the icy blue water. "I climbed that last summer." I announced to my very tolerant companions for the umpteenth time. They tutted quietly to themselves as they went about their compositions, while I continued staring at this breathtaking landscape in front of me. Once you've stood on top of a mountain, you feel that unbreakable bond each time you see it again afterwards.
The Scottish Highlands have probably affected me more deeply than any other place I've visited. Some places just do that: they get under your skin and stay there. You keep hearing that distant northern echo on the cold Arctic winds and daydream about the time when you can be there again. It may not be for a while yet, but when we can roam once more I'll be answering that call and setting the compass towards the northern skies.