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Nothing can withstand the ocean. It is patient and persistent. Sooner or later, it will go over you, under you, or through you.
This rock reminds me of a fallen tree lying in the forest, continuing to support all surrounding life, and slowly giving itself back to the forest in a beautiful surrender. The wise old rock has already journeyed through many eons.
Every so often, big waves come surging in. I’m standing well back from the edge of a crumbly cliff, apprehensive, watching the deafening turmoil below. The sea is going wild and baring her big white teeth. Only seagulls can frolic here.
Until today, I had not known about this particular arch. It’s somewhat hidden. I found it by following some footprints that made me curious. When I unexpectedly laid eyes on it, I think that for a moment, like in some kind of dream, I stepped into an experiential echo. The same awe I felt on discovering this arch has been repeating itself through countless generations of human coastal dwellers.
After persistent drought in Australia we had some of the worst bush fires in history starting in the summer of 2019. This carpeted the skies in thick smoke for many weeks. The skies where ruby red from the fires. The sunrise was so defused you can see it as a perfect red circle.
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A persistent pattern of extremely warm and dry weather has suddenly given way frequent downpours. Rain seems to materialize out of nowhere and without warning. Air temperature drops ten or more degrees in just minutes, only to rebound once the storms move on. This morning brought another round of storms. Unlike the stealthy ones of the past few days, the arrival of this completes was heralded by ominously dark skies that actually caused the streetlights to illuminate. Thunder rumbled seemingly for miles creating the 'bowling alley' effect where the sound emanates from one point of the compass clear across to the opposite. Lightning split the sky open several times, impossibly bright even in daylight. I winced instinctively timely several times in response to the intense flashes of light. The storm churned north of the village for some time, creating stunning visuals but without precipitation. These are the moments I live for, experiencing the wrath of Mother Nature but at a reasonable safe distance. Finally I began to get peppered with ice cold droplets of rain. Not a soft summer rain that you don't mind being in. This was hard rain, stinging to the touch. Rain like this serves as a warning of what's ahead and I've learned to heed it. This forlorn pair of figurines, a Madonna and Virgin Mary, stand lonely vigil over a grave about to get blasted. You can almost sense the resignation of the distant figure: 'oh not again.' The head had broken off of the other figure, but had been reattached (as if no one would notice). Even the gash across the neck could not quell the look of defiance; unbowed even by the intensity of the impending storm.
A small part of a wall between 2 shopwindows of a shop for interior design painted and sculpted in bronze.
The fortress that dominates the sky and the earth.
Where there is silence all around and the sunsets alternate with dawns.
Where beauty is persistent and remains wrapped in it, permeated.
Wherever you seem to have always been and always been missed.
Rocca Calascio
La fortezza che domina il cielo e la terra.
Lì dove tutto intorno è silenzio ed i tramonti si alternano alle albe.
Lì dove la bellezza è persistente e se ne resta avvolti, permeati.
Lì dove ti sembra di essere sempre stato e di essere da sempre mancato.
As the days grow shorter and the nights longer, leaves change to rich reds, yellows and brown.
It also brings wind and rain, in the UK we have a "temperate " climate; meaning we get neither extremes of hot or cold. But we do get months of dull,dank, dismal rain. Not monsoons but persistent all permeating cold drizzle.
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin’d choirs where late the sweet birds sang.
Thanks to persistent tendonitis in my left foot, I've had to take a break from climbing mountains. So, over the past few weeks, I've been exploring places where the terrain is more or less flat.
That's what led me to this row of lime trees, which stood between the towns of Gohrisch and Pfaffendorf, next to a bright yellow rapeseed field. The trees are still there, of course, only the field is no longer bright.
By the way, my foot is almost fully functional again. So I can slowly start planning the next hike.
Dank einer hartnäckigen Sehnenscheidenentzündung in meinem linken Fuß musste ich mit dem auf die Berge kraxeln etwas pausieren. Darum habe ich in den letzten paar Wochen eher die Orte erkundet, an denen es mehr oder weniger eben zu geht.
Das hat mich auch hier an diese Reihe Lindenbäume geführt, welche zwischen den Ortschaften Gohrisch und Pfaffendorf an einem leuchtend gelben Rapsfeld standen. Die Bäume stehen natürlich noch immer dort, nur das Feld leuchtet nicht mehr.
Inzwischen ist mein Fuß übrigens fast wieder voll einsatzfähig. Ich kann also schon mal anfangen, die nächste Wanderung zu planen.
Persistent Chipping Sparrow putting the full body press on a sunflower seed.
Very common migrant and Summer resident.
Quando ero bambino, aspettavo trepidamente l'inverno perché sapevo che sarebbe arrivata la neve. Alcune volte la coltre era così alta che chiudevano le scuole e si restava a casa a giocare.
Lo slittino, le corse, i pupazzi, le mani congelate a furia di compattare la neve per tirarsela addosso. Il raffreddore, le risate.
Poi, quando sono cresciuto, aspettavo la neve per andare a sciare e per andare a fotografare le mie montagne coperte di bianco.
Adesso la neve porta gioia solo perché, quando raramente arriva, crea delle scorte d'acqua, effimere, che aiutano a combattere la siccità persistente. La nuova tragica normalità.
Foto dal mio archivio, passo Falzarego.
#falzarego #cinquetorri #alberi #trees #snow #neve #winter #vintage #bianco #montagna #climate-change #cambiamento #climatico
Кожна наступна війна спростовує силу розуму. Агресивність людини можна викорінити лише хірургічним шляхом. Що нас чекає на горизонті: Матриця чи Універсальний солдат?
I was brought up and convinced that books contain, if not answers to all questions, then at least wise thoughts about all the problems of mankind and options for resolving them. I have read these books and similar books all my life and it seemed to me that life confirms what is written in the books. But the way people behaved during the COVID-19 pandemic (when all the actions of people persistently demonstrated that most of them were simply social primates) became a revelation for me. And then Russia attacked Ukraine and the Russians began to kill Ukrainians. And they are still killing. And they will kill. And when Russia is gone, someone else will kill. Someone else on the other side of the planet. Modern man, being so primate that it becomes scary, is the only one of all primates who can press a button and kill millions of his own kind without seeing their faces. Nobody knows what to do with this. There is no answer in any of the books I have read. But, for God’s sake, you shouldn’t think that there is such a book and that it’s the Bible.
Мене виховали і переконали, що в книгах є, якщо не відповіді на всі питання, то принаймні мудрі думки про всі проблеми людства та варіанти їх вирішення. Я читав ці книги та подібні їм все своє життя і мені здавалося, що життя підтверджує написане в книгах. Але те, як поводилися люди під час пандемії COVID-19 (коли всі вчинки людей, наполегливо демонстрували, що більшість із них просто соціальні примати) стало для мене одкровенням. А потім Росія напала на Україну, і росіяни почали вбивати українців. І вбивають досі. І вбиватимуть. А коли не стане Росії, вбиватиме ще хтось. Когось іншого на іншому кінці планети. Сучасна людина, будучи настільки приматом, що стає страшно, єдиний з усіх приматів може натиснути на кнопку і вбити мільйони собі подібних, не бачачи їхнього обличчя. Що з цим робити, ніхто не знає. У жодній із прочитаних мною книг немає відповіді. Тільки, заради Бога, не треба думати, що така книга є і це Біблія.
Glacier Bay National Park and Preserve is an American national park located in Southeast Alaska west of Juneau. The Park is named for its abundant tidewater and terrestrial glaciers, numbering 1,045 in total. At the center of the picture you can see a long glacier decending from the mountain. Like a river of ice, a glacier is a persistent body of dense ice that is constantly moving under its own weight; it forms where the accumulation of snow exceeds its ablation (melting and sublimation) over many years, often centuries.
The Persistent Inversion - Todd Crag, Lake District, Cumbria - 54°25'34.47" N 2°58'46.158" W
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A final image from my pre-Christmas Torridon trip. With the sky finally clearing over Liathach I was hopeful that when we made our last stop at Beinn Alligin the peaks would be equally visible. It was therefore somewhat disappointing to find the cloud seemed to be persistently clinging around the tops. Eventually it broke almost enough for an image of Alligin to the left and Beinn Dearg at right, with a small falls on the Abhainn Coire Mhic Nobuil adding some interest in the sunlit foreground.
Widespread and generally common little owl of tropical lowlands, often seen and heard during the daytime. Favors open tropical woodland and edge, second growth areas with trees (including towns, even cities with wooded parks), tropical pine savannas. Persistent whistles and mobbing bands of small birds often draw attention to pygmy-owls, which can be perched up on open snags or buried deep in cover. Color varies from rusty to grayish overall, but all color types have fine whitish streaks on crown (not spots) and numerous, narrow dark tail bars.
Sarapiqui, Costa Rica
The now disused airfield close to St Davids, with the Preseli Hills in the distance.
During World War II St Davids Airfield was the scene of constant activity as an RAF Coastal Command base engaged in the Battle of the Atlantic. Today St Davids Airfield is a peaceful place. In spring skylarks now fill the air with their persistent song.
In the mid 1990s the National Park Authority bought most of the disused airfield and began a major landscaping project to restore and recreate wildlife habitats and safeguard public access and enjoyment. The remainder of the airfield was returned to farming use.
This one persistently circlinh Hammerton Zoo and diving in to the Cheetah enclosure... I didn't see him catch one though...
A little bit of cinematic toy photography captured with practical effects.
Prints available via my website, www.tommilton.co.uk
Taken July 22, 2022, in the garden after many hours of persistent drizzle. Like many other flowers, the petals of the Day Lilly have a waxy coating that resists rain and so the drops sit on the surface. Post-processing in Adobe Lightroom and then in Adobe Photoshop to add borders. If viewing in flickr, type 'l' to view full-screen in flickr's "Lightbox". Repeat to return. If viewing in fluidr, left click to view full screen.
Personal reference: 20220722-D85_1512-SmallForWeb
A couple of birders had thrown some seed onto the snow to entice the local birds to come down but red squirrels, smart little critters that they are, watched all the activity and decided they wanted in on the action too. This little guy chattered up a storm - clearly unhappy that I was in his way. I had just enough time to grab a quick closeup before he jumped out of my frame. Cute as he or she was with his icy whiskers, squirrels are my nemesis as they have defeated virtually every one of my attempts to keep them out of our bird feeders.
As Mama Gump told Forest "You never know what you are going to get" well so it goes here. The summer months along the Southern California coastline are usually less than stellar for sunsets. The persistent marine layer usually puts a damper on good light. Not this year! The high humidity from the south has crept north and west and provided some pretty interesting clouds and light!! Thank you Mrs. Gump!!
M1 is commonly known as the Crab Nebula and is located in the constellation of Taurus. It's roughly 6500 light years away and about 11 light years in diameter. It is the remnant of a supernova that was recorded by Chinese astronomers in 1054 AD and was said to be so brilliant, that it was visible in the daytime sky for over a month. In the center is what remains of the star gone supernova...a small 30km diameter neutron star spinning at 30 revolutions per second and is the brightest persistent gamma-ray source in the sky. The filaments seen here are pieces that remain of the star gone supernova embedded in the ever expanding gas bubble.
The lenticular cloud near the horizon lasted for over 12 hours and was seen on weather satellite as an isolated cloud just south of the Wyoming-Colorado border. The other clouds depicted are cirro-cumulus lenticular and contrail at right.
Taken 6 minutes after sunset.
Picture of the Day
It was so wet and foggy last time I went to Dinorwic that not only was I in fog or cloud at least 90 percent of the time, but it was so persistently wet that I barely used my dslr and stuck to using my phone for taking pictures.
But I regard this ruin as a bit of a trusty friend when walking around the quarry on my own.....or at least alone except for the little grey dog who I frequently lose against the grey slate. I didn't even notice she was in this picture. This ruin is about 3/4 the way up and in poor conditions tells me I am nearly back up to Lon Garrett, normally knackered and frequently soaked through.
I think I will have to buy Darcy one of those harnesses with orange flashing beacon on it for this winter.
The Cedars of God ( Arz ar-Rabb "Cedars of the Lord") is one of the last vestiges of the extensive forests of the Lebanon Cedar, Cedrus libani , that once thrived across Mount Lebanon in ancient times. Their timber was exploited by the Phoenicians, Egyptians, Assyrians, Babylonians, Persians, Romans, Israelites and Turks. The wood was prized by Egyptians for shipbuilding; the Ottoman Empire used the cedars in railway construction.
The mountains of Lebanon were once shaded by thick cedar forests and the tree is the symbol of the country. After centuries of persistent deforestation, the extent of these forests has been markedly reduced..
Hebrew priests were ordered by Moses to use the bark of the Lebanon cedar in the treatment of leprosy. The Hebrew prophet Isaiah used the Lebanon cedar as a metaphor for the pride of the world
It was once said that a battle occurred between the demigods and the humans over the beautiful and divine forest of Cedar trees near southern Mesopotamia. This forest, once protected by the Sumerian god Enlil, was completely bared of its trees when humans entered its grounds 4700 years ago, after winning the battle against the guardians of the forest, the demigods. The story also tells that Gilgamesh used cedar wood to build his city.
Over the centuries, cedar wood was exploited by the Phoenicians, Egyptians, Assyrians, Babylonians, Persians, Romans, Israelites and Turks. The Phoenicians used the Cedars for their merchant fleets. They needed timbers for their ships and the Cedar woods made them the “first sea trading nation in the world”.[4] The Egyptians used cedar resin for the mummification process and the cedar wood for some of “their first hieroglyph bearing rolls of papyrus”. In the Bible, Solomon procured cedar timber to build the Temple in Jerusalem. The emperor Hadrian claimed these forests as an imperial domain, and destruction of the cedar forests was temporarily halted.
The Cedars of God are found at an altitude of more than 2,000 metres (6,600 ft). Four trees have reached a height of 35 metres (115 ft), with their trunks reaching 12–14 metres (39–46 ft).
Persistent rain all day, miserable and overcast. But plenty of water made for a full waterfall. Every cloud has a silver lining...!
Since I am in a persistent low ebb state of mind, my friends, I feel rather poor in words lately. I would leave the image and its title the task of conveying everything they can to you. I was thinking of this scene autobiographically in terms of quantum physics - something about low energy states and quantum tunneling effect... - deeply beautiful stuff for my mind, but arguably a bit challenging and, above all, apparently arid for most of you. However you have been lucky enough that a recent comment to one of my photos from my friend Amanda happened to include an expression that immediately struck me as being the perfect title for this scene (just a minor adaptation, from plural to singular). So here we are: just a photo with its title - and a negligible text you could quite safely avoid reading (although, well, if you are reading these words then...) ;-)
I have been working on this shot for months - trying, trashing, trying anew, and so on... Multiple ebbs and flows of ungratifying post-processing. Moments of enthusiastic work interposed with long intervals of neglet. I had (and still have) a problem with the foreground: while I loved the sea and the sky (I cannot begin telling how many different flavours of this scenery have come out of my forge during this long gestational process), the foreground stubbornly resisted every new post-proc assault. At last I have found an almost decent tradeoff between what I would like to get and what I have really got, so I have decided to upload the image, hoping for some comment/criticism helping me to get a better result than the present one.
I have obtained this picture by blending an exposure bracketing [-1.3/0/+1.3 EV] by luminosity masks in the Gimp (EXIF data, as usual, refer to the "normal exposure" shot), then I added some final touches with Nik Color Efex Pro 4 and a bit of denoising with Dfine 2.
Explored on 2016/12/16, ended n* 49
Reflections in a water lilies pond ( An apartment building is reflected on the right )
PS : This is Music for my eyes :-)
North Park
Gentle persistent rain. At first it feels OK but you gradually get soaking wet.
A bit like a "frog in hot water".
Urban myth has it that if you put a frog in a pot of boiling water it will instantly leap out. But if you put it in a pot filled with pleasantly tepid water and gradually heat it, the frog will remain in the water until it boils to death. Allegedly, the frog is not able to detect the gradual increase in temperature until it's too late.
The story is often used as a metaphor for the inability or unwillingness of people to react to or be aware of sinister threats that arise gradually rather than suddenly.
According to modern biologists the premise is false: changing location is a natural thermoregulation strategy for frogs and other ectotherms, and is necessary for survival in the wild. A frog that is gradually heated will jump out. Furthermore, a frog placed into already boiling water will die immediately, not jump out.
Wellington Somerset,UK.
A small Persistent waxcap seeking shelter under it's "mothers" bonnet
Hygrocybe acutoconica
Persistent Waxcap
Puntmutswasplaat
FROM THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS :
Hospital, Rotterdam, Holland] (LOC)
[between ca. 1890 and ca. 1900].
1 photomechanical print : photochrom, color.
Notes:
Title from the Detroit Publishing Co., catalogue J, foreign section. Detroit, Mich. : Detroit Publishing Company, c1905.
Print no. "17459".
Forms part of: Views of architecture and other sites in the Netherlands in the Photochrom print collection.
Subjects:
Netherlands--Rotterdam.
Format: Photochrom prints--Color--1890-1900.
Rights Info: No known restrictions on reproduction.
Repository: Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division, Washington, D.C. 20540 USA
Part Of: Views of architecture and other sites in the Netherlands (DLC) 2001697995
More information about the Photochrom Print Collection is available at hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.pgz
Persistent URL: hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/ppmsc.05837
Call Number: LOT 13423, no. 078 [item]
El sol de juny
ve i se'n va
dibuixant ombres
i figures
Dret,
enmig del prat
solitari i persistent
l'arbre vestigi
d'altres temps
però del mateix sol.