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The Monkey Puzzle, Rathinda amor (Fabricius) was found at our Kerala home's backyard. This is a small lycaenid or blue butterfly found mainly in south Asia.
Sexes alike. Wingspan - 26 to 28 mm. Upperside - The butterfly is dark brown. It has a white-spot end cell. Has narrow white spots on a short band on the forewing. On the UPH it has two black tornal spots and narrow dark reddish spot above them. Underside - is white to dark yellowish brown. Forewing has irregular dark basal markings with a curved white discal line. The apical two-fifths are a rich dark brown colour. The hindwing has a silvery margin with many irregular black lines and spots within. Has three tails, of 2 mm, 6 mm and 2.5 mm in length respectively.
Is found in jungle areas of moderate to heavy rainfall - both, in heavy forest and scrub. Butterfly occurs below 900 meters or so. Keeps to undergrowth and can be seen along forest paths and in clearings.
Has a weak flight, it stays low and does not fly for long without alighting. Its method of alighting is interesting - as soon as it lands, it turns around and waggles its tail filaments, it also sidesteps for a while - all this is apparently to confuse a predator as to which side is the head. This is a likely reason that the first naturalists may have named the species the Monkey Puzzle.
Scientific classification :
Kingdom: Animalia
Phylum: Arthropoda
Class: Insecta
Order: Lepidoptera
Superfamily: Papilionoidea
Family: Lycaenidae
Subfamily: Theclinae
Genus: Rathinda
Species: R. amor
Exposure: 1/125
F No: 4.0
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In April
~by James Hearst ~
This I saw on an April day:
Warm rain spilt from a sun-lined cloud,
A sky-flung wave of gold at evening,
And a cock pheasant treading a dusty path
Shy and proud.
And this I found in an April field:
A new white calf in the sun at noon,
A flash of blue in a cool moss bank,
And tips of tulips promising flowers
To a blue-winged loon.
And this I tried to understand
As I scrubbed the rust from my brightening plow:
The movement of seed in furrowed earth,
And a blackbird whistling sweet and clear
From a green-sprayed bough.
Hoy con nuestro agradecimiento a Bárbara Barrera por su precioso artículo sobre diatomeas en la revista Vidriooh!
Artículo LA BIODIVERSIDAD OCULTA
También en Biodiversidad virtual y hace unos meses en El País -en pdf- gracias a Elisabet Sans.
Collotheca sorprende por su larga corona extensible, lanza las redes de finos filamentos de seda y en vez de hacerlos rodar espera y lo hace protegido por una fina vaina casi invisible que viste su torso y su cola. Se trata de un rotífero que presenta una corona formada por varios lóbulos que pueden ir de 1 a 7 sobre los que se despliegan abanicos de finísimos filamentos. Estos filamentos envían hacia el interior del cono que forman, cualquier organismo que tropieza con ellos para pasar a su boca y ser así masticados y digeridos ▷ .
Pero cualquier roce de cualquier ser inesperado, cualquier sobresalto, hace que este tímido ser se repliegue y esconda su red de filamentos y su corona dentro del cuerpo, para volver a desplegarla cuando siente que el peligro ha pasado ▷ .
Las diferentes especies del género se distinguen por el número de lóbulos de la corona y las características del borde membranoso que los une.
Collotheca vive generalmente asentado sobre los tallos de plantas acuáticas sumergidas y cerca de la orilla despliega sus redes para capturar su alimento que casi siempre está constituido por algas.
La fotografia de hoy, tomada sobre unas muestras de agua en los humedales de Salburúa ( Vitoria ) ha sido realizada a 200 aumentos empleando la técnica de contraste de interferencia
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☁ la nube negra de una justicia pervertida en nuestro país, movida por la envidia y la venganza, permanecerá aquí, hasta que soplen los vientos limpios que todos necesitamos. La Justicia es uno de los cimientos necesarios para la Paz. Desde aquí todo nuestro apoyo al Juez Baltasar Garzón -el buen Juez de Saramago- y a las personas de buena voluntad como él que trabajan por la Justicia.
(c) C.H.Stocker
For a week, Lee and myself left the Hebrides in the hopeful search for a new home on the mainland.
We headed across Scotland to Aberdeenshire and back, so most of these photos are from this trip including the Isle of Skye.
We stayed at Glenside Stables, a stables managed by Lee's animal-mad daughter Abby! There we saw the grandchildren for the first time in months and of course the many animals including a Roe Deer.
This lovely wee creature was abandoned by its mother and is being hand reared by Abby. As a result, it follows her around like its mother, plays happily with the dogs and the children and will curl up happily with Theo, the toddler.
So thank you to Abby and family for your hospitality and here's a link to their Facebook page:
Historia
Llamada así por su nombre original Bib-xacra, según textos del siglo XII, que significa "Puerta de la Sagra".
En tiempos de Carlos V sustituyó a la Puerta Antigua de Bisagra (que fue tapiada) como principal entrada de la ciudad y es de origen musulmán.
Periodo
Siglo XVI
Estilo artístico
Renacentista.
Entorno
La Puerta Vieja de Bisagra e Iglesia de Santiago del Arrabal.
Descripción
Su origen es musulmán, época de la que se conserva el núcleo central, pero fue reconstruida por Alonso de Covarrubias en el siglo XVI.
Está formada por dos cuerpos independientes con dos altos muros almenados que los unen, formando un patio entre ellos.
El cuerpo que da a la ciudad es de arco de medio punto flanqueado por torreones cuadrados, rematados por tejados y un escudo de Carlos V en la parte superior.
El lado externo, atribuido a Covarrubias, está formado por un arco de sillares almohadillados sobre el que se apoya un gran escudo de la Ciudad Imperial, con su inconfundible águila bicéfala. Flanquean esta entrada dos grandes torreones circulares y almenados.
Fuente: www.turismocastillalamancha.com/arte-cultura/monumentos/t...
This is by far my worst work... thanks to my shaky hands... but the best view thus far from Langkawi.
I was seated in my hall trying to fix my SD Card coz the lock slider came off. I looked out my balcony and saw some very nice crimson hues... my balcony faces South so I knew I was at the wrong place... I shouldn't be at home but at the seaside... I should have stayed on at the other end of the island as I was there this afternoon... but this afternoon it was threatening to rain again so I came home.
Anyway, I went to my balcony to see if I could get a clear shot. No luck.
I went downstairs to the first floor, at the poolside and managed a couple of shots. But I was not happy as it looked so beautiful. I thought for a while.
Then I went up to the10th floor. Still no shot.
Very unhappy now... I went to the rooftop. There was a window... but taking a shot from here I would get the penthouse's roof in the frame. Grrrr...
Aha... then I saw the water tank. Should I? I am acrophobic. Being on the roof in itself took a lot of courage. I gathered all my courage and started climbing the metal steps/ladder. Camera around my neck... clinging onto the railings for dear life. When I got to the top... I went.... WOW!!! Legs shaking, hands trembling... I started snapping. Left hand clinging on to dear life... right hand trembling away and snapping away. You can see my hands were shaking away if you saw the picture large. No matter how I changed the ISO or shutter speed it didn't help. Maybe next time I will take my 50mm up instead... yes, there will be a next time. I'll find a way.
So... here you go... my shaky hands, 5 shot panorama.
18mm, 1/25, f/3.5, ISO800, Mode: Manual
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Enjaulada en su fino palacio de cristal, la ameba sol Penardiophrys asoma sus más de veinte brazos de hilo desde sus ventanas de encaje, para palpar el agua y recoger de ella, con delicadeza, su cosecha de alimentos.
Nadie ha castigado a Penardiophrys a vivir en una jaula tan abierta, que es como un traje de encajes amplios, ventanales circulares que se asoman a la vida desde las profundidades, a fin de cuentas un vestido de princesa tejido con proteínas, quizá no tan hermoso como el de su maravillosa prima Clathrulina, pero sí exclusivo único y especial como ella.
El delicado cuerpo de Penardiophrys posiblemente se dispersaría como la bruma al primer golpe de corriente si su casa jaula no le diese esa protección, y por ello, sus amplias ventanas sostienen sus finos brazos y un largo cabo, sujeta su esfera de palacio anclándolo a los fondos para que no se pierda en el infinito.
Toda esta arquitectura esférica de óvalos soldados que es jaula, es al mismo tiempo vestido holgado y precioso en el que el delicado cuerpo estrellado de Penardiophrys reticulata se refugia. Podrá salir de él en cualquier momento y lo hará para reproducirse, dividiendo su cuerpo blando como lo hacen otras amebas o fabricando en un misterioso proceso células flageladas que en un proceso de mágica metamorfosis formaran de nuevo estas esferas huecas y vivas.
Penardiophrys reticulata vive anclada a los fondos como un globo sujeto por un hilo a la mano de un niño, entre grumos de sedimento, que mullidos la protegen.
Cada una de las ventanas del caparazón de Penardiophrys está enmarcada por unos nervios finos y apenas visibles que forman una estructura de red con facetas similares; todas ellas presentan un fino orificio central a través del que asoman los finísimos pseudópodos (axiopodios) que pueden alcanzar hasta 3 veces el diámetro del caparazón. subcentrally. El núcleo en esta especie está situado casi en posición central y se ve con dificultad.
La especie que mostramos hoy fue descubierta y descrita por Penard en 1904 bajo el nombre de Hedriocystis reticulata . Pero tras la revisión realizada por Mikrjukov en el año 2000, esta especie pasó a formar parte del nuevo género Penardiophrys denominado así en honor a Penard, bajo el nombre de Penardiophrys reticulata .
Esta interesantísima y rara ameba se ha encontrado en escasas ocasiones, sobre vegetación de esfagnos y en el fondo de zonas pantanosas y ésta, desde el Lago de Sanabria es la primera referencia que se hace de ella en territorio Ibérico.
La fotografía de hoy, realizada a 400 aumentos empleando la técnica de contraste de interferencia, se ha tomado sobre una muestra recolectada a cinco metros de profundidad, el 30 de agosto de 2015, por Laura, Mª José y Tomás en las inmediaciones de la Isla de Moras en el Lago de Sanabria (Zamora), desde el catamarán Helios Sanabria el primer catamarán construido en el Planeta propulsado por energía eólica y solar.
presentación ponencia congreso internacional de Limnología
informes de contaminación en el Lago de Sanabria
la contaminación en el Lago de Sanabria
The name 'Clingendael' means 'valley in the dunes'. The original part of the Clingendael building was built between 1643 and 1660 for Philip Doublet, whose family had moved to The Hague from the south of the Netherlands. Several of the Doublets held the office of Treasurer General in the Republic of the Seven United Provinces.
Philip's wife was the sister of the celebrated poet and statesman, Constantijn Huygens, and Philip’s son married one of Huygens’ daughters, Suzanna. The architecture of the original part of Clingendael shares some of the features of the Huygens’s country house in Voorburg, Hofwijck.
In the 19th and early 20th centuries, Clingendael belonged to the Van Brienens, a prominent family of merchants and bankers. During the period of French rule in the Netherlands, Willem Joseph van Brienen was appointed Mayor of Amsterdam and elevated by Napoleon to 'Baron de l’Empire'.
The last of the Van Brienens in the male line, Arnout, built a racecourse for his guests at Clingendael; it has since been moved to nearby Duindigt. Arnout’s unmarried daughter Marguérite, known as Lady Daisy, laid out Clingendael’s fine Japanese garden.
During the Second World War, the house was occupied by the Nazi Reich’s Commissioner for the Occupied Netherlands, Arthur Seyss-Inquart, and his family.
In 1954, Clingendael became the property of the municipality of The Hague, which it remains today. Since 1983, the Clingendael Institute (the Netherlands Institute of International Relations) has been located in Huys Clingendael.
polaroid supercolor 3500
600 film
paris 20 eme
07/01/09
14H56
Le rêve-et-là-teur
Notre pensée cherche des révélations. Elle rêve de bas en haut et non de haut en bas. L’homme ne saurait prétendre de voir et de rêver le monde vu du ciel. Si observer le monde d’en haut constitue en soi le privilège de quelques-uns, par le biais de machines volantes ou de résurrections célestes, je préfère alors le regard naïf et spontané de l’ingénu, nu de toute suffisance d’images et de figures imposées par l’arbitraire de quelques censeurs. À la convocation d’images maintes fois rééditées, je préfère la production d’images en contre-plongée, issue de la liberté et du désir de voir et d’interpréter. « N’est-ce pas plutôt un encombrement pour la pensée qui, ainsi toute peuplée de figures d’emprunt, ne dispose plus d’aucun champ où tracer elle-même des figures ? » 1.
Ici, devant cette photographie, vue et capturée d’en bas, je vois à travers des yeux affranchis, les contours, les flous et les perspectives d’un instant. Cavité de notre pensée, la tête s’incline spontanément en direction de la voûte atmosphérique, couvercle de ce paysage ramifié de reflets et de béton. Un monde vu d’en bas qui révèle ici un ciel autant impénétrable que profond, autant support de formes qui nous font sens que support de d’ouvertures et de projections. L’extrême simplicité et même primitivisme de ce regard photographique nous donne à voir l’expression d’une posture tendue vers la toiture de ses rêves, la tentative d’une offrande sans destinataire, pleine d’aspirations et d’inspirations. Dans sa poésie Jean Cocteau écrivait :
Le ciel a ses étoiles,
La terre ses bordels.
Cri du Christ déchirez le voile.
Jésus couronné de cris d’hirondelles,
Apparaissez tonnez dans votre magnésium ;
Incendiez la presse et prenez loin de l’homme
Ma photographie éternelle.
Utopies, rêves et échappées, provoquent la part de l’invisible et de sublime du visage de notre commun. Une illusion me diront quelques uns. Mais si l’illusion n’est que duperie de la réalité de notre monde bien pensant, je lui donnerais mille fois raison, car elle est nécessitée pour continuer produire des images vues de la terre, les seules qui expriment les mirages, l’espérance de voir plus loin. Modeste et candide, en quête de nouveaux sens, notre regard tourné vers le ciel est rêve-et-là-teur.
galilée ©
1. Jean Dubuffet, Asphyxiante culture, Paris, Editions de minuit, 1986, p.57
Explore # 223
HDR-Panorama from overall 6 shots , post processing in PS CS3 (LucisArt, Nik Color Efex Pro: Bleach bypass, Alien Sin Exposure 2: Digital Cross Filter, adding some textures). It's an old paper factory in Halle, Saale, Germany.
Info:
Exposures: 1 Sec.; 1/4 Sec.; 4 Sec.; -- 0,3 Sec.; 1/13 Sec.; 1,3 Sec.;
Aperture: f/3.5
ISO-Speed: 100
Focal Length: 18mm
Lens: CANON 18-55mm 3.5-5.6
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Final shoot for my Location brief, the idea is about pride and Elderly people being so passionate about their beliefs. I have used my Grandparents seeing as though their the closest people i can work with for this project, i had to rush home and get my lights, by the time i got up to there house the light was really falling in and was hard to balance the lighting.
I like how both these have turned out, i have some more on Medium Format which ill send away next week.
Strobist
Bowens 400 left of cam w/shoot through brolly
Bowens 400 right of cam w/shoot through brolly
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About a week ago I made some cherry buttermilk ice cream but I wasn't all that satisfied with the final texture. Yesterday I picked up a few peaches at the farmers market and figured what better to do with them then to cook them down and add them to some ice cream so I went for attempt #2 on the buttermilk. All it took was about twice the number of egg yolks and now I have a beautifully textured peach and vanilla buttermilk ice cream.
I was hoping it would last for a while in my freezer but I ended up eating about half of it while shooting this photo. Speaking of shooting this photo, I started out with one light and shooting against a black posterboard background but wasn't too happy with the results, it just sort of snowballed from there.
158/365
Way too much strobist info: SB900 @ 1/2 @ 200mm into DIY beauty dish high camera left | 580EXII @ 1/4 @ 24mm into 28" softbox camera right | SB900 @ 1/8 @ 35mm top of frame behind ice cream aimed down | White plate just below spoon to highlight bottom of spoon and catch melting ice cream | Silver reflectors just out of bottom of frames right and left to highlight the lower front portion of the ice cream | Fired via PocketWizard MultiMax Transceivers
Camera info: Nikon D700 | Lester Dine Kiron 105mm f/2.8 | 105mm | 1/50s | f16 | ISO100
Bok Tower Gardens, the "Singing Tower", Lake Wales, Florida, USA. In the foreground, this is the reflection pond. This is one of the quiet, relaxful places to visit in Florida. If you go to Disney World in Orlando, it's not more than an hour's drive to go to this park. You will not be disappointed! By all means take your camera! 8-)
www.boksanctuary.org/index.html
Looking up at the 205-foot Gothic and art deco Carillon Tower is an experience like no other. Designed by famed architect Milton B. Medary and ornately crafted by noted stone sculptor Lee Lawrie, the Tower houses one of the world’s finest carillons. Concerts from the 60-bell carillon fill the Sanctuary daily. Because the primary purpose of the Tower is to house the carillon, it is not open to the public. On the first floor is the Founder's Room, created as a private study for Edward Bok. Level two and level three contains mechanical equipment. The curator's workshop is on level four. The Anton Brees Carillon Library, located on level five, is the largest carillon library in the world. Between level five and six is a practice keyboard. The carillonneur's studio is on level six. The Carillon fills the upper third of the Tower on level seven.
Directly below the bells, inside the bell chamber is a playing room, housing the clavier or keyboard. There are 211 stairs going from the Founder's Room to the bell chamber, and an elevator to level 6. Bok, Medary and Lawrie made it a goal to create perfect unity and symbolism in the design of the Tower. The scheme for the sculptures and grille work is mostly birds and plants with a few other forms of wildlife depicted. Besides various flowers and trees, you can find cranes, herons, eagles, seahorses, jellyfish, fin fish, pelicans, flamingos, geese, swans, fox, storks, tortoise, hare, baboons, Adam and Eve, and the serpent. The colorful tiles found only in the top third of the Tower depict the perfect balance in nature, species and gender and were designed by H. Dulles Allen.
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Exposición LA VIDA OCULTA DEL AGUA; en el Centro del Agua de Daimiel del 21 de diciembre al 20 de febrero.
Artículo LA BIODIVERSIDAD OCULTA
Trithigmostoma algivora no puede esconder lo que dice la parte sencilla de su nombre, que se alimenta de algas, y que de un intenso color verde tiñen su interior.
Trithigmostoma es un ciliado pequeño y nervioso, muy parecido a Chilodonella, género del que fue hermano y del que se diferencia por poseer una hilera de cilios en la parte dorsal delanatera. Trithigmostoma tiene forma ovada y una especie de pico redondeado en su parte anterior y en cuya proximidad se abre una pequeña boca en forma de ojal que se prolonga en una corta faringe reforzada por unos bastoncillos similares a los de Nassula.
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Se mueve deslizándose y dando giros continuos, succionando el agua en la que pudieran estar las algas de las que se alimenta y parece que lo hace con éxito a la vista de lo que se ve que contiene su interior.
Trithigmostoma algivora vive en aguas cargadas de materia orgánica y procede de unas muestras de agua recogidas en la Laguna Grande, junto a la localidad zamorana de Ricobayo y ha sido fotografiada a 400 aumentos empleando la técnica de contraste de interferencia.
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☁ la nube negra de una justicia pervertida en nuestro país, movida por la envidia y la venganza, permanecerá aquí, hasta que soplen los vientos limpios que todos necesitamos. La Justicia es uno de los cimientos necesarios para la Paz. Desde aquí todo nuestro apoyo al Juez Baltasar Garzón -el buen Juez de Saramago- y a las personas de buena voluntad como él que trabajan por la Justicia.
Zoo - Barcelona (Spain).
The small sparrows strained themselves by the grate, they pecked the food of the parrots, and fled quickly.
Los pequeños gorriones se colaban por la reja, picoteaban la comida de los loros, y huían veloces.
ENGLISH
The White-fronted Amazon, Amazona albifrons also known as White-fronted Parrot, or adopted slang term Spectacled Amazon Parrot is a Central American species of parrot. Not to be confused with the Red-spectacled Amazon Parrot.
The White-fronted Amazon is relatively small when compared to other Amazons. At maturity this species will grow to a typical length of only nine to ten inches. This species is named for the bright white patch of feathers which is seen on their foreheads, although the amount of white varies from individual to individual. They have green plumage throughout, red coloring around their eyes (in some individuals almost like a mask) and blue coloring on their outspread wings and behind the patch of white on their foreheads. Unlike other amazon species, males and females can be distinguished by appearance (sexual dimorphism): males have bright red feathers on their shoulders (alula), while females have green shoulders. The species is divided into three subspecies, differentiated by slight colour differences: the White-fronted Amazon (A. a. albifrons), the Lesser White-fronted Amazon (A. a. nana) and the Sonora White-fronted Amazon (A. a. saltuensis). Like other large parrots, the White-fronted Parrot has a long life span, usually around 40 years when properly cared for. They also can imitate a range from 30 to 40 different sounds.
More info: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White-fronted_Amazon
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El loro frente blanca, frentiblanco, amazona frente blanca o cotorra (Amazona albifrons) es una especie de loro endémico de América Central.
A pesar de que el loro frente blanca tiene un tamaño promedio cuando se le compara al resto de los loros, es relativamente más pequeño cuando se le compara a otros pertenecientes al género Amazona. Esta especie se desarrolla hasta alcanzar, en la madurez, una talla típica de solo 22 a 25 cm. Recibe su nombre por la mancha blanca brillante que se le observa en la frente, a pesar de que la cantidad de blanco varía de un individuo a otro. Tienen plumaje verde en todo el cuerpo, con un anillo rojo alrededor de los ojos (en algunos individuos forma casi una “máscara”) y plumas azules visibles al desplegar las alas y detrás de la mancha blanca de la frente.
A diferencia de otras especies de amazonas, existe dimorfismo sexual (machos y hembras pueden ser diferenciados a simple vista): Los machos presentan plumas color rojo brillante en la alula, mientras que las hembras no la poseen o se distingue muy poco. Esta especie se divide en tres subespecies diferenciadas por cambios menores de color: el loro frente blanca (A. a. albifrons), El loro frente blanca menor (A. a. nana) y el loro frente blanca de Sonora (A. a. saltuensis). Como la mayoría de los loros mayores, el loro frente blanca tiene un período de vida bastante largo, comúnmente alrededor de 50 años o mas.
Más info: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amazona_albifrons
"...on the floor of his room."
Besides attending a class today and writing reports, I spent the afternoon at a friend's house. We talked a lot and she put on some Eddie Izzard. It was fun. :)
I've been tagged. By Trixiepix. And just when I thought I'd wrap up the day and lay my thoughts to sleep... :)
Here we go:
#01 I (used to) change interests on a daily basis, so keeping up with 365 is sometimes a real pain the butt, but I'm determined to stick to, to prove myself I can go through with something - not just drop the idea before I've REALLY given it a go.
#02 I'm a pervert, I'm a poet, I'm a romantic soul.
I really like weird (and I do mean weird, Necrophilia variations is right up my alley) books and movies and music.
#03 When going out for a drink, I usually drink coffee, or during the winter, black tea, vanilla flavoured.
#04 I adore chocolate. The kind with 50 or more percent of cocoa. The bitterness tastes so sweet to me. :) Also, I like chocolate with chili peppers.
#05 Like Trixiepics, I get a kick out of organizing things. On my computer. Into folders and zip files and partitions and so on and so forth...
#06 I like to look at people. Not in a voyeur kind of way, I just like to look at people when I walk past them, to see their faces, to see what they're wearing, how fast they are walking. It interests me. :)
#07 I (used to) usually give up, if the results were not perfect the first time. I had to learn to deal with mistakes.
#08 REMOVED
#09 The first time I did a snow angel was a couple of days ago.
#10 I adore the feeling of fresh, clean hands. I just love it. It feels wonderful. :)
#11 My memory is like swiss cheese, but without the cheese. This is one of the reasons I began 365. To have something to remember ALL of the days by.
#12 I'd like to improve my photos, but lately I don't take enough time to produce results I'd be really proud of. Shame on me.
#13 Lately most of what I wear is black. Last year I was sort of getting into really coloured stuff, but this year I mostly go for black. (Except this one outfit I wear at home - yellow sweatshirt and red pants.)
#14 I thought for sure I wouldn't get tagged. :)
#15 I really like the 80's Yugoslavian punk/new wave scene. There's something about that era that I find so alluring I can't even say. The music, the rebel attitude. (Those days, there actually was something to rebel about. Nowadays, you can do almost whatever you like, so being a rebel these days is pretty much pointless.)
#16 I don't like sports. I don't like to do them. I don't like to watch. I was always absolutely horrible at team sports. The only exception is running. I like that, because sometimes that's when I'm most alone and have all my thoughts to myself.
Done! Woo-hoo! :)
That was a lot of text. Probably the longest description I'll ever write. :)
This was day fifty-seven.
Part I
www.laspirale.org/video.php?id=211
"Crash culture, hacking, cyberpunk, internet profond, résistance, guérilla digitale, apocalypse, fichier Edvige... Quand on aime, on ne compte pas. Dix-huit minutes d'interview exclusive et de culture cyberpunk enregistrées en novembre 2008 avec Thierry Ehrmann dans son quartier général de Saint-Romain-au-Mont-d'Or.
Dans ce premier volet de notre entretien, notre sulfureux camarade revient sur les récentes démêlées judiciaires de la Demeure du Chaos, le fichier Edvige, les bases de données étatiques, la CNIL, les nouveaux dispositifs de vidéosurveillance et les dangers qui pèsent sur nos libertés individuelles à l'heure du tout numérique. Une addition essentielle à notre thématique sur la survie.
Remerciements à Thierry Ehrmann, Nadège, Jo et toute l'équipe de la Demeure du Chaos, à Lukas Zpira pour ses photographies des enfers de Saint-Romain-au-Mont-d'Or et au groupe MaterialErmüdung pour la bande-son." dixit Laurent Courau fondateur du mythique e-zine LaSpirale.org (1991-2009)
Textes :
www.ehrmann.org/propaganda.html
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voir les secrets de la Demeure du Chaos avec 132 pages très étranges (adult only)
999 : visite initiatique au coeur de la Demeure du Chaos insufflée par l'Esprit de la Salamandre
Film HD d'Etienne PERRONE selon un scénario original de thierry Ehrmann.
courtesy of Organ Museum
©2011 www.AbodeofChaos.org
Exposición LA VIDA OCULTA DEL AGUA; en la UNED de Barbastro
Hoy con nuestro agradecimiento a Bárbara Barrera por su precioso artículo sobre diatomeas en la revista Vidriooh!
Artículo LA BIODIVERSIDAD OCULTA
Staurastrum, es alga estrellada y espinosa y siempre es alga de equilibrios y simetría como todas las de esta familia de los désmidos que incluye lunas, estrellas y gemas llenas de vida, lunas como Closterium, estrellas como Staurastrum,y gemas como Cosmarium. Todas ellas tienen algo en común algo que va más allá de su simetría y sus formas sorprendentes, todas ellas tienen en común su belleza.
Staurastrum gracile extiende su cuerpo en brazos largos para sujetarse en el agua, brazos provistos de rugosidades y pequeñas espinas para poder anclarse así entre los tallos y filamentos de otras algas y no ser arrastrada por el agua.
Llega ya el invierno y a Staurastrum gracile no le intimida, parece ser para él estación propia para la vida y por eso se multiplica partiéndose por la mitad y reconstruyéndose en sus dos nuevas mitades. Pero aunque Staurastrum se parte, no se separa de momento, sigue creciendo al mismo tiempo en sus dos mitades nuevas que unidas seguirán flotando en armonía hasta completar su desarrollo y cuando esto ocurra, entonces sí, se independizarán, llenando con su vida de estrellas las lagunas de invierno.
Staurastrum gracile es una especie muy difundida que ocupa los bordes de los lagos y lagunas de aguas limpias en las que habita. El de hoy, procede de las lagunas de Salburúa en Vitoria y ha sido fotografiado a 400 aumentos empleando la técnica de contraste de interferencia
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☁ la nube negra de una justicia pervertida en nuestro país, movida por la envidia y la venganza, permanecerá aquí, hasta que soplen los vientos limpios que todos necesitamos. La Justicia es uno de los cimientos necesarios para la Paz. Desde aquí todo nuestro apoyo al Juez Baltasar Garzón -el buen Juez de Saramago- y a las personas de buena voluntad como él que trabajan por la Justicia.
I went sightseeing to the Farallon Islands last weekend before the storm. It was my first time out there and the highlight was probably seeing 20 to 30 humpback whales surface feeding over Fanny Shoals.
The Farallon Islands have a long history of bird egg harvesting, fur seal harvesting, whaling, and fishing. It was also the site of nuclear waste disposal during the first 30 years of the cold war. The aircraft carrier Independence, a target ship for two atmospheric nuclear tests, was purposefully scuttled to the west of the Islands.
We caught rockfish, lingcod, and sanddabs. It wasn't a great fishing day, but as the others sent me home with some of their catch I probably won't be buying fish for a month or so.
Sebastes species are slow growing territorial predators with venomous spines in their dorsal and anal fins. Several species are known to live 100 to 200 years. The group is commonly sold as "red snapper" in fish markets. There are about 130 species in the genus and many species have multiple color morphs -- making field identification difficult for sport and commercial fishermen. Several (if not all) Sebastes species are endangered by overfishing. Catch and release of non-target species is complicated by the expansion of air in the internal organs of Sebastes during retrieval. While they appear paralyzed or dead at the surface, Sebastes caught in less than 200 feet water can be returned to successfully to depth using special techniques involving weights and reverse barbless hooks or open bottom containers. Marine sanctuaries off the California coast will soon protect limited geographical sites from all fishing.
Next time I want to send a camera down there.
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From: www.oldtimersmine.com/index.php?option=com_content&vi...
The Old Timers Mine and Museum opens a window on the fascinating history of opal mining in Coober Pedy, revealing not only the hard physical grind and the occasional bonanza that was mining in the early days, but also an intriguing mystery at the heart of the mine.
oldtimerThe original mine dates back to 1916, but the old miners, whoever they were, concealed its existence by back-filling the shafts. The mystery is why they never returned to dig out the opal that remained. Perhaps they went to the First World War and never came home again. It was not until 1968 that the hidden mine was discovered by Ron Gough when he was digging an extension to his underground home and broke through, exposing three large seams of good quality opal, as well as opalised seashells. These have been retained and can be seen by visitors today.
The museum shows how miners, usually working alone, would dig the shafts and blast holes and winch the dug soil up to the surface, all by hand, with only candles and carbine lamps for illumination. Ron Gough was one of these miners, and it was he who realized the potential for opening the mine as a tourist attraction, his dugout (his family’s underground home) was added, being set up as a display home to show what life was like living underground from the 1920s to the 1990s.
There were many setbacks, including, in the 70s, another miner pegging a claim and blasting away, reaching the bedroom before he was stopped by court order. However, delays were eventually windlass2overcome and, with the fortuitous discovery of opal worth $50,000 just when finances were desperate, the Old Timers Mine and Museum began operating on 7th July 1987. Since then it has never looked back. Now it is one of the premier tourist attractions in Coober Pedy, having won many tourist awards for its ingenious self-guided mine tours through this historical mine (with guides written in many languages), the demonstrations of opal mining machinery and the chance for visitors to find their own piece of opal by noodling through the left over mullock heaps. Polished opal and rock specimens and opal jewellery and souvenirs are, of course, on show in the gift shop. What makes this visit to the Old Timers Mine and Museum unique for many people is seeing how miners and their families lived and worked underground.
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es: DATING AT CINEMA (2 of 5): The movie /
CITA EN EL CINE (2 de 5): La Peli
(Read in this order) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100, 101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 110, 111, 112, 113, 114, 115, 116, 117, 118, 119, 120, 121, 122, 123, 124, 125, 126, 127, 128, 129, 130, 131, 132, 133, 134, 135, 136, 137, 138, 139, 140, 141, 142, 143, 144, 145, 146, 147, 148, 149, 150, 151, 152, 153, 154, 155, 156, 157, 158, 159, 160, 161, 162, 163, 164, 165, 166, 167, 168, 169, 170, 171, 172, 173, 174, 175, 176, 177, 178, 179, 180, 181, 182, 183, 184, 185, 186, 187, 188, 189, 190, 191, 192, 193, 194, 195, 196, 197, 198, 199, 200, 201, 202, 203, 204, 205, 206, 207, 208, 209, 210, 211, 212, 213, 214, 215, 216, 217, 218, 219, 220, 221, 222, 223, 224, 225, 226, 227, 228, 229, 230, 231, 232, 233, 234, 235, 236, 237, 238, 239, 240, 241, 242, 243, 244, 245, 246, 247, 248, 249, 250, 251, 252, 253, 254, 255, 256, 257, 258, 259, 260, 261, 262, 263, 264, 265, 266, 267, 268, 269, 270, 271, 272, 273, 274, 275, 276, 277, 278, 279, 280, 281, 282, 283, 284, 285, 286.
FOTOSTORY: In English / En Español
Dom: Matt, you want to be one-legged for our next show, right? ò_ó There wasn't any other void seats and you had to be behind me, right?
Matt: XDDD
Chris: XDDD
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Dom: Matt, tú quieres ir cojo al próximo concierto, verdad? ò_ó No había más asientos libres que te tenías que poner detrás del mío?
Matt: XDDD
Chris: XDDD
COLLABORATION:
- Dom y Akari en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Cinema's diorama by Minao. Sweets shop's diorama by Sheryl and Minao Collaboration.
- Little interpretation of Mad_Pullip's Emily as a MUSE fan.
SHERYL LINKS:
- Pullip .es: Las Fotohistorias de Sheryl
- Sheryl's Flickr: Photostories 2011 - Sketches 2011 / Photostories 2012 - Sketches 2012
TAX - SORN
MOT - 1st October 2024
Langney Shopping Centre, Eastbourne
Prefix letter B year 1984/1985
Registered in Coventry (HP)
www.umutfm.com/izle.php?id=867
Al-Wahhab : The Giver of All who constantly bestows blessings of every kind.
YA RABBİ
Seni tarif etmektedir bütün güzel isimler
Sen güzel isimlerini aşikar etmezsen ruhum karanlıkta kalır
Esmaül Hüsna’na şahit yaz beni...
Ya Vehhab
Yokluğa sırf yok oldugu için varlık bahşedersin
Nankörlerin bile rızkını kesmez inkar edenlere bile nefes verirsin
Varlığın senin lütfundur senin ihsanındır
Aciz varlığıma lütfunu ihsanını daim eyle...
Vehhab : Karşılıksız veren, sonu gelmeyen bağışların sahibi. Kullarına hiçbir karşılık gözetmeksizin tekrar tekrar ve çok çok bağışlarda bulunan.
Cenab-ı Hak buyuruyor:
"Yoksa, güçlü ve üstün olan, karşılıksız bağışlayan Rabbinin hazineleri onların yanında mıdır" (Sad,9)
Büyük zatlar, bir kimse dua ettiği zaman 7 kere "Yâ Vehhâb" dese o kimsenin duasını Allah teala kabul eder, demişlerdir. Bir şey isteyen, düşman elinde bağlı kalan, rızkında darlık olan, ticaretinde ve kazancında çokluk ve kârlıllık olmayan veya seyrü sülûkünde her hangi bir fethi olmayan kimse üç gece veya yedi gece boyunca gece yarısı abdest alıp ve iki rekat namaz kılıp başını açarak ellerini havaya kaldırarak Yâ Vehhâb" dedikten sonra ihtiyacını Cenab-ı Hakk'a arzetse Allahü teala onun ihtiyacını karşılar, sıkıntısını giderir. (Miftahü'l Kulûb)
Cumanız mübarek olsun;
"Can't make my own decisions or make any with precision
Well maybe you should tie me up so I don't go where you don't want me
You say that I been changing, that I'm not just simply aging
Yeah how could that be logical?
Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat
Oh oh oh ohhhh
You don't have to believe me,
but the way I way I see it
next time you point a finger,
I might have to bend it back
or break it break it off
whoa
next time you point a finger
I hope it's at the mirror.
If God's the game you're playing, then we must get more acquainted,
It must be so lonely... to be the only one who's holy
It's just my humble opinion, but one I firmly believe in
You don't deserve a point of view, if the only thing you see is you."
--"Playing God" by Paramore
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This was taken on the way to a haunted house thingy 2hours away from where my friends and I live. It was so much fun. (Even if we did turn the wrong way and almost died...lol)
Recently returned from two days spent at the South Rim of the Grand Canyon and this is one of many photos I took while there. We stayed at the historic El Tovar Hotel, situated just along the rim - what a great location! I hadn't been to the Grand Canyon in 15 years and thoroughly enjoyed seeing the breath-taking landscapes once again.
INFORMATION ON THE GRAND CANYON:
The Grand Canyon is a steep-sided gorge carved by the Colorado River in the United States in the state of Arizona. It is largely contained within the Grand Canyon National Park — one of the first national parks in the United States. President Theodore Roosevelt was a major proponent of preservation of the Grand Canyon area, and visited it on numerous occasions to hunt and enjoy the scenery.
Longstanding scientific consensus has been that the canyon was created by the Colorado River over a six million year period. The canyon is 277 miles (446 km) long, ranges in width from 4 to 18 miles (6.4 to 29 km) and attains a depth of over a mile (1.83 km) (6000 feet). Nearly two billion years of the Earth's geological history have been exposed as the Colorado River and its tributaries cut their channels through layer after layer of rock while the Colorado Plateau was uplifted. The canyon began in the west, followed by another that formed in the east. Eventually, the two broke through and met as a single majestic rent in the earth some six million years ago. The merger apparently occurred where the river today bends to the west, in the area known as the Kaibab Arch.
Before European immigration, the area was inhabited by Native Americans who built settlements within the canyon and its many caves. The Pueblo people considered the Grand Canyon ("Ongtupqa" in Hopi language) a holy site and made pilgrimages to it. The first European known to have viewed the Grand Canyon was García López de Cárdenas from Spain, who arrived in 1540.
The Grand Canyon is a massive rift in the Colorado Plateau that exposes uplifted Proterozoic and Paleozoic strata, and is also one of the six distinct physiographic sections of the Colorado Plateau province. The Grand Canyon is unmatched throughout the world for the vistas it offers to visitors on the rim. It is not the deepest canyon in the world — Cotahuasi Canyon (11598 feet or 3535 m) and Colca Canyon (10499 feet or 3200 m), both in Arequipa, Peru, and Hells Canyon (7,993 feet or 2436 m) on the Oregon-Idaho border, are all deeper — but Grand Canyon is known for its overwhelming size and its intricate and colorful landscape. Geologically it is significant because of the thick sequence of ancient rocks that are beautifully preserved and exposed in the walls of the canyon. These rock layers record much of the early geologic history of the North American continent.
About 600 deaths have occurred in the Grand Canyon since the 1870s. Some of these deaths occurred as the result of overly zealous photographic endeavors, some were the result of airplane collisions within the canyon, and some visitors drowned in the Colorado River. Many hikers overestimate their fitness level, become dehydrated and confused, and must be rescued. The Park Service now posts a picture of an attractive and fit young man at several trailheads with the caption "Every year we rescue hundreds of people from the Canyon. Most of them look like him", in an attempt to discourage hikers from feats which are beyond their abilities.
According to Over the Edge: Death in the Grand Canyon, 50 fatalities have resulted from falls; 65 deaths were attributable to environmental causes, including heat stroke, cardiac arrest, dehydration, and hypothermia; 7 were caught in flash floods; 79 were drowned in the Colorado River; 242 perished in airplane and helicopter crashes (128 of them in the 1956 disaster mentioned below); 25 died in freak errors and accidents, including lightning strikes and rock falls; 47 committed suicide; and 23 were the victims of homicides.
Source: Wikipedia
Sunrise at Mystery Bay on the Far South Coast of NSW.
Mystery Bay is a small town and a beautiful rocky bay located 15 kilometers south of Narooma on the New South Wales far south coast. It takes about 5 hours to get there from Sydney.
So what is so mysterious about this bay? Some time ago, three men in a canoe left Bega (town nearby) heading north to the open ocean. Since then no one seen them again. Months later their canoe was found in this bay with no bodies, just blood all over the boat.
There is a large camping area just minutes away from the Mystery Bay Beach and Billy’s Beach in Eurobodalla National Park. Camping area has basic primitive facilities, but its exceptional location on the cliffs of the Mystery Bay and quick access to outstanding beaches makes it a really unique and popular place.
Cliffs of the Mystery Bay are made from a layered rock and have numerous caves, rock pools and arches. There is a short walking track that starts in the camping area and leads to a number of spectacular lookouts with great views over the rugged coast of the Mystery Bay.
The above collaborative diptych resulted from seeing Tina Manthorpe's photograph ("Sandstone Swirl," on right, see www.flickr.com/photos/84265607@N00/3909143298/ ) the same day that the elm tree in my front yard was cut down. It was killed by beetle invasion (Dutch Elm disease), see my post below: www.flickr.com/photos/walford/3914173910/
I was struck by how both stone and wood could have comparable ring patterns embedded in them, though those on the tree lack the incredible suggestiveness, and whirling motion of the sandstone captured so well by Tina Manthorpe.
When I proposed a collaboration, she immediately agreed, and her version is more professionally edged in black, at her request, see www.flickr.com/photos/84265607@N00/3920376902/. We agreed that I would put it up in this olive tone, which I slightly prefer, to suggest the common source in nature of these rings in such different substances.
Toneel - Performance - The Asaro Mudmen
Een jong paar vindt een vruchtbaar stukje grond om te bewerken. De lokale mensen willen de 'landrovers' verjagen. In de nacht komen strijders uit de rivier geklauterd, hun lichaam volledig onder de modder. Ze zetten ook een moddermasker op. Al dansend komen ze muisstil rond het koppel geslopen. Die zijn plotseling verrast en denken dat dit boze geesten zijn. Vliegensvlug lopen ze weg... de dorpsclan heeft hun grond terug!
We see the story about a couple who had been stolen a peace of ground.
The Asarao Mudmen come from just outside the town of Goroka in the Eastern Highlands Province of Papua New Guinea.
Legend has it that the mudmen were defeated by an opposing tribe and forced to flee into the Asaro River. They waited until dusk before attempting to escape. The enemy saw them arise from the muddy banks covered in mud and thought they were spirits. Most tribes in Papua New Guinea are very scared of spirits, so the enemy fled in fear, and the Asaro Mudmen were victorious. The Mudmen then went into the town to see what had happened, not knowing the enemy were still there. The enemy were so terrified they ran back to their town and had a special ceremony to ward off the spirits.
A HOT DAY IN TUCSON:
To escape the heat of 110+ degrees in the valley in Tucson, Arizona, on June 17, 2007 we drove up to the nearly 8,000 ft. elevation of Mount Lemon, where the temperature plumeted to 78 in the 40 minutes it took to drive to the top. This is a photo I took at Windy Vista Point about halfway up the mountain. You can see the road we traveled up through the mountains, and in the far distance the city of Tucson. It was a spectacular view at Windy Vista Point for we could see the city of Tucson sprawled out in the valley below, and the mountains of Sonora, Mexico in the far distance.
I lived south of Tucson from 1984 until 1999 (in Green Valley, Amado and Sahuarita) and worked in Nogales and Tucson for several years before moving to Washington DC. This photo was taken on my the first trip back to Tucson in over 8 years... it sure was sure nice to see the "old pueblo" again and the beauty of the desert, mountains and wide open spaces of the beautiful State of Arizona.
INFORMATION ON MOUNT LEMMON:
Mount Lemmon is in the Santa Catalina Mountains located in the Coronado National Forest north of Tucson, AZ. It is 9,157 feet above sea-level, and receives approximately 180 inches of snow annually. Mount Lemmon was named in honor of Sarah Lemmon, wife of botanist John Gill Lemmon, who trekked to the top of the mountain with her husband in 1881.
A small town called Summerhaven is on the mountain, which includes many cabins only occupied part of the year. Much of this town was devastated by the Aspen Fire of 2003, and recovery is still taking place. It is near Ski Valley which is the southernmost ski destination in the continental United States.
The location 'Windy Point' was built by the Federal Bureau of Prisons, using a large number of prisoners over a period of 18 years.
The Catalina Highway goes from the east side of Tucson up to Summerhaven, at the top of Mt. Lemmon. The beautiful, curving road is a favorite drive for tourists, for locals escaping summer's heat, for motorcyclists, and cyclists. The highway has been improved recently, but the speed limit has also been lowered to 35 MPH (56 km/h) due to concerns about the highway's safety during peak traffic times.
Source: Wikipedia
This photograph was taken on the 4th of July 1983 outside of my apartment in Marina del Rey. The original was shot on a Kodachrome 64 slide. On the 4th of July every year there is a wonderful fireworks display at the Marina, it draws people from adjacent beach cities and much of the western part of Los Angeles. The smart non-residents arrive early to get the best viewing positions. This is a silhouette of a family of four (the children are sitting on their parents' laps). My girlfriend was at the window and happened to notice this family and the balloon and called it to my attention. I brought the camera and shot several frames. This is the best of them.
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I’ve lost them.
I was away for 3 weeks and returned to a shell that left nary a sign of its past existence.
Only 3 weeks ago, I was standing in the living/bedroom with an old woman while she watched television from her couch. I had walked up to the second floor with a low attic where the son slept, that had a narrow window looking out to towering corporate buildings.
I planned to return with photos for them and inquire more about their new home that supposedly had new toilets and better electricity fixtures.
But I took for granted that they would be there when I returned. After all, they did say that they were holding out to the end when the place would be flattened in December.
Part of Shanghai Stories: The Lives Within series. The Turquoise House (1)
The house before it was demolished. [2] [3] [4]
Update: Adam over at Shanghai Scrap has been writing lot on the accelerating demolition of historic architecture in Hongkou District, the latest of which looked at East Seward Road (now known as Dong Changzhi Lu). He links to Paul French who has also written extensively about the now flattened East Seward Road and Hongkou here and here.
Raccoon ~ Wingham Wildlife Park ~ Wingham ~ Kent ~ England ~ Friday January 2nd 2015.
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Raccoon ~ From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ~The raccoon (Listeni/ræˈkuːn/, Procyon lotor), sometimes spelled racoon, also known as the common raccoon, North American raccoon, northern raccoon and colloquially as coon, is a medium-sized mammal native to North America. The raccoon is the largest of the procyonid family, having a body length of 40 to 70 cm (16 to 28 in) and a body weight of 3.5 to 9 kg (8 to 20 lb). Its grayish coat mostly consists of dense underfur which insulates against cold weather. Two of the raccoon's most distinctive features are its extremely dexterous front paws and its facial mask, which are themes in the mythology of several Native American tribes. Raccoons are noted for their intelligence, with studies showing that they are able to remember the solution to tasks for up to three years. The diet of the omnivorous raccoon, which is usually nocturnal, consists of about 40% invertebrates, 33% plant foods, and 27% vertebrates.
The original habitats of the raccoon are deciduous and mixed forests, but due to their adaptability they have extended their range to mountainous areas, coastal marshes, and urban areas, where some homeowners consider them to be pests. As a result of escapes and deliberate introductions in the mid-20th century, raccoons are now also distributed across the European mainland, the Caucasus region and Japan.
Though previously thought to be solitary, there is now evidence that raccoons engage in gender-specific social behavior. Related females often share a common area, while unrelated males live together in groups of up to four animals to maintain their positions against foreign males during the mating season, and other potential invaders. Home range sizes vary anywhere from 3 hectares (7 acres) for females in cities to 50 km2 (20 sq mi) for males in prairies. After a gestation period of about 65 days, two to five young, known as "kits", are born in spring. The kits are subsequently raised by their mother until dispersal in late fall. Although captive raccoons have been known to live over 20 years, their average life expectancy in the wild is only 1.8 to 3.1 years. In many areas, hunting and vehicular injury are the two most common causes of death.
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Hi, my name is Sion Fullana... and I'm a natural voyeur.
Yes, like that. No shy, no shame. I'm a curious person by nature... fascinated by humans, human bodies, human souls and their interactions...
Ever since I was a kid, I remember myself in the summer... in the penthouse of the apartment building where we lived (part of the complex of my dad's hotel in Majorca). From our terrace (that surrounded 3/4 of the place), I could see the entire hotel, plus two blocks of apartments... with their balconies, and the open windows. People smoking outside, people naked while getting ready to head out for the night, people talking or playing cards... life unfolding, small in the distance, for my eyes only, like a bee hive colony... and there I was... happy and fascinated by all that...
As years went by, I think I became a journalist, later a filmmaker and eventually a photographer because of all this... I love to peep... to see life through my eyes or my lens... and somehow, to bring it back, to share it with the world... always in a good way. I feel proud of myself in the belief that I always try to show the best in the people I photograph, to capture nice moments from life on the streets... never diminishing anyone or taking them at their worst looks...
So yes... I'm a natural voyeur...
I look, I see, I seek to see...
And hopefully, I'll get you to see with me...
Two cute guys rest and cuddle inside of a fashionable clothing store.
MeatPacking District,
New York
(Taken with a 3G iPhone)
Finale Champions League 2014 Real Madrid - Atletico Madrid in streaming gratis via ----> www.diggita.it/v.php?id=1359547
Hope you had a Happy Birthday, Greta!
Love these soft, pink "clouds" of flowers. They come in different colours and are favoured by butterflies. Seen and photographes in Jardim Botânico de Curitiba, Paraná, Brasil
Calliandra is a genus of about 200 species of flowering plants in the family Fabaceae, subfamily Mimosoideae, native to tropical and subtropical regions of southern Asia, Africa, Australia and the Americas. The genus comprises herbaceous perennial plants, shrubs and rarely small trees growing 0.5-6 m tall, with bipinnate leaves. The flowers have numerous long slender stamens, and are produced in cylindrical or globose inflorescences; the stamens give rise to the common name of Powder-puff/ Powder puff Plant and Fairy Duster.These plants flower all year round, but the best blooming is in spring and summer. They can be easily pruned.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Calliandra
Really busy this cold weekend. Have a lovely Sunday and thanks for dropping by.
The Ruins of The Al-Mansourah Mosque. (TLEMCEN - ORAN, ALGERIA)
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Ce fut d'abord un camp militaire appelé « el Mahalla el Mansourah » établi par le sultan mérinide Abou Yacoub Youçouf en 1299 lors du premier siège de Tlemcen qui dura 8 ans, le sultan se fit bâtir une demeure royale et une mosquée puis l'enceinte en 1302. En peu de temps le camp se transforma en ville. En 1307, Abou Yacoub fut assassiné, le siège fut levé et la ville dévasté, par les Tlemcéniens. En 1335 le sultan mérinide de Fès Abou ElHassan entreprit un second siège autour de Tlemcen. Pour ce faire, il restaura les fortifications et reconstruisit les maisons démolies. Au bout de deux ans de siège Tlemcen céda mais Mansourah demeura le siège du gouvernement mérinide. Le sultan de fés y édifia son palais de la victoire en 1334. En 1348,les princes Zianides reprirent le pouvoir, chasserent les mérinides de Tlemcen, et Mansourah fut a jamais détruite...
1. Tratti di Provenza - Immersa in un lago di grano, 2. relax, 3. perfect sunset, 4. mollette - fuori dall'ordinario, 5. Tratti di Provenza - Papaveri, 6. Tratti di provenza - The lake in sky, 7. Terra di Normandia - notte sulla riva, 8. Tratti di Provenza - Campo di lavanda,
9. Inciampato?, 10. Terra di Normandia - Il faro di Fecamp, 11. Tratti di Provenza - Nuvole vanitose, 12. protezione (protection), 13. Terra di Normandia - Messaggi di sabbia, 14. ho trovato una conchiglia, 15. Tratti di Provenza - Grifone in volo, 16. Ne più ne meno di un fiore,
17. Tratti di Provenza - Pure Gold, 18. Terra di Normandia - Robert L. Millhollin - Oregon, 19. over the clouds, 20. Villa Pallavicini, 21. rice, 22. Two Brothers, 23. Marocco d'Africa - Sospiro, 24. Villa Pallavicini,
25. Il Piccolo Mostro (ruffiano), 26. Stintino Sunset, Sardegna, 27. gull on fly, 28. What news has he received?, 29. Marocco d'Africa - Bar Sport, 30. rosso di sera..., 31. playing hands, 32. bug,
33. pprrrrrrrrr..., 34. di notte, 35. tramonto sardo..., 36. Uno dei baci più belli che abbia visto, 37. Il Milione, 38. Villa Pallavicini, 39. Tratti di Provenza - allo specchio, 40. Villa Pallavicini,
41. Marocaine Gull - in fondo anche i gabbiani si meritano un ritratto, 42. Marocco d'Africa - la donna invisibile, 43. Marocco d'Africa - ll padrone del vicolo, 44. Partenza all'alba - Sunrise, 45. Terra di Normandia - Ein Deutscher Soldat, 46. Villa Pallavicini - Recinto, 47. prateria normanna, 48. punti di vista,
49. Marocco d'Africa - Meditation, 50. luna diurna, 51. Olanda - cercando gli zoccoli, 52. Marocco d'Africa - Il venditore di ciliege, 53. vivaio industriale, 54. Space Invaders, 55. Marocco d'Africa - miserabile allegria, 56. Touching the soul, not only the skin...,
57. bokeh floreale, 58. Tratti di Provenza, 59. two sisters, 60. Terra di Normandia - Mont Saint Michelle, Brittany, France, 61. Bambi, 62. volo, 63. Annnnd ACTION!, 64. l'area del Porto Antico,
65. il piccolo mostro, 66. Terra di Normandia - guardare i fedeli, 67. Terra di Normandia - Mont Saint Michelle, 68. Terra di Normandia - Cannonball, 69. Tratti di Provenza, 70. Già finito?!, 71. Nave Italia, 72. the end of the world
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Rupit, Barcelona (Spain).
ENGLISH
Rupit and Pruit (in Catalan Rupit i Pruit) are a municipality of the region of Osona located to the northeast of the region and the east of the Sierra de Cabrera. It is integrated by two urban nuclei: Rupit and Pruit, that they were independent until year 1980. It is the last town of the province of Barcelona in the highway that unites the municipalities of Vic, capital of the region of Osona and Olot, capital of the region of the Garrotxa (Girona).
The origin of the town we found in the castle that was constructed around year 1000, replacing the one of Fàbregues, where they went constructing houses around.
In 14th century the population underwent a reduction but it recovered, arriving in 17th and 18th centuries at the maximum splendor that has never had the town. The church was possibly built between 13th and 14th centuries, and it was dedicated to San Miguel Arcángel.
Pruit already names in year 955, when it belonged to viscounts of Osona. Always there is been united to the castle and jurisdiction of Rupit.
Sources: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rupit_y_Pruit and pieraedicions.com/rupitpruitbreuhistoria.htm.
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CASTELLANO
Rupit y Pruit (en catalán Rupit i Pruit) es un municipio de la comarca de Osona situado al noreste de la comarca y al este de la Sierra de Cabrera. Está integrado por dos núcleos urbanos: Rupit y Pruit, que fueron independientes hasta el año 1977. Es el último pueblo de la provincia de Barcelona en la carretera que une los municipios de Vic, capital de la comarca de Osona y Olot, capital de la comarca de La Garrotxa (Gerona).
La iglesia de Sant Joan de Fàbregues y su castillo están documentados desde el año 968. Hacia el siglo XII surgió el pueblo de Rupit habitado por familias nobles. En 1878, la iglesia de Rupit dejó de depender de Sant Joan de Fàbregues y en 1959 el municipio pasó a llamarse Rupit. En 1977 se unieron los municipios de Rupit y Pruit.
Más info: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rupit_i_Pruit
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Manresa is the capital of the Bages comarca (county), located in the geographic centre of Catalonia, Spain, and crossed by the river Cardener. It is an industrial area with textile, metallurgical, and glass industries. Saint Ignatius of Loyola stopped to pray in the town on his way back from Montserrat in 1522. As such, the town is a place of pilgrimage for Catholics. It is believed the comarcal name "Bages" comes from a corruption of the Latin "Bacchus" due to the extensive production of wine in the area. The wine was grown mainly in terraced vineyards, and many of these old terraces can be seen today. Wine ceased to be the main product of the area as a consequence of phylloxera, but is still a very important part of the Manresa/Bages economy.
During the Napoleonic invasion, the volunteer troops of Manresa (sometent in Catalan) defeated the French troops in the Bruch Pass (June 1808), but the retreating French burned and demolished much of the town. After the expulsion of Napoleon's troops, Manresans rebuilt the town using the rubble. This is the reason for the strange "jerry-built" look of the city. In the 12th century Manresa was said to have contained 500 Jewish families, most of whom lived in a narrow lane called "Grau dels Jueus," near the town hall; their cemetery, still called "Fossana dels Jueus," was outside the city. In the 13th and 14th centuries the Jews there were engaged in manufacturing, trading (including slaves), money-lending (at the rate of 20 per cent, the usual interest at that time), and in the cultivation of their vineyards and estates.
The hostility of the Christians towards the Jews, which prevailed throughout Catalonia, was also manifested in Manresa. In 1325 the Christian inhabitants of the town tried to prevent the Jews from baking their Passover bread, so that the latter were obliged to appeal to the King for protection. The Jews in Manresa did not escape the general persecution of 1391, and many of them professed to accept Christianity.
After 1414 comparatively few Jews remained in the town, and in 1492 they sold their property for whatever they could get, and left the country. At the beginning of the 15th century Manresa had 30,000 inhabitants; three centuries later it contained barely one-fifth of that number. Several members of the Zabarra (Sabara) family lived in Manresa. The town is not mentioned in the "Shebeṭ Yehudah."
I have a smile
stretched from ear to ear
to see you walking down the road
we meet at the lights
I stare for a while
the world around disappears
just you and me
on this island of hope
a breath between us could be miles
let me surround you
my sea to your shore
let me be the calm you seek
oh and every time I'm close to you
there's too much I can't say
and you just walk away
and I forgot
to tell you
I love you
and the night's
too long
and cold here
without you
I grieve in my condition
for I cannot find the strength to say I need you so
oh and every time I'm close to you
there's too much I can't say
and you just walk away
and I forgot
to tell you
I love you
and the night's
too long
and cold here
without you
In Wordpress In Blogger photo.net/photos/Reinante/ In Onexposure
took several shots from the sidewalk. there was a crowd of indian people chatting to the right of me. so i got this view - sewer on my shot.. wasn't trying to be prejudice by saying "indian people". i could tell they were - maybe pakistani - who knows. women wore their nice dresses or wrap. they were just loud! and i didn't understand what they were speaking....
"look at this idiot here trying to take a pic of the sewer!. ha - hah...." (translated in english) - one indian or pakistani man probably said to his friends and family....
lol.... who knows what they said about me..
my family were taking a walk & when they say me they thought i was part of them... they were laughing. "we can't tell if that was you. lol", they said.... (it's my dark skin) it was funny...
but i wish i was on the other side though after looking @ my pics....... it's crappy..
bad or good - all comments are welcome.....
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sg_0Obz8C6I
shout it out
i can't hold back no more
i let it out
all these feelings that were
trapped inside
i was frozen evertime
i looked in your eyes
clear my head
from all the cluttered things
i should've said
that wasn't me
no i can't live like that
I'm waking up and there is no
looking back
(chorus)
Every little tear
i was scared to cry
everyting i feared
but i kept inside
i don't wanna hold
it back one more day
oh wash it away
every tiny thought clouding
up my head
every single word that
i never said
i refuse to feel ashamed
let it rain
let it rain
clear the sky
i start to breathe again
no-thing to hide
let you through to who
i am inside
every layer
'til you get underneath my skin
let you in, let you in
(chorus)
every little tear
i was scared to cry
everything i feard
but i kept inside
i dont wanna hold it back
one more day
oh was it away
every tiny thought
clouding up my head
every single word that
i never said
i refuse to feel ashamed
let it rain
let it rain