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Just returned from my week's holiday at Bali. Visited many beaches over there but I found Padang Padang Beach the most interesting one.
Rocky formations, sea weeds all over and less known to tourist gives it kind of abandoned looks.The sand is white, the water is clear and there are a lot of corals where so many small fish and other marine animals like to hide.
The shot is taken at an extremely low angle and straight from the camera other than slightly tweaking curves in photoshop.
Listen Moon - George Winston
The first news of which has its existence dates back to 978. Around the church of Sant Marti, as documented by the year 1088 began to wake up the first houses in this picturesque town that even today retains all its medieval charm.
Historically, work in the field was the main dedication of its people; particular importance was conreo of grapes, from the eighteenth century shifted more traditional forms of agriculture. This was a particularly arduous task given the characteristics of the mountainous terrain, settled in part by building jars at the foot of vineyards, which were used for the storage of must and grapes. Already into the nineteenth century, the phylloxera conditioned conreo and resulted in a significant decline in population. Another important task, until mid-twentieth century, was the development of charcoal, until such time as the electricity found their disappearance. Since then, its people were devoted to another kind of work in line with the changing times. It set up a textile factory in the early twentieth century, which was in operation until the year 1964. Logically, closing it was important socio-economic consequences on the lives of the people, determining the migration of population towards the industrial cities or to neighboring towns. Since then, the physiognomy of Mura se ha ido transforming into a large number of people with second homes, laying the groundwork for a tradition tourist potential. Precisely for the new work and revenue earned from tourism, was very relevant to the creation of the Natural Park Sant Llorenç del Munt i l'Obac, in 1972. Since then increased the number of tourists and visitors. Nobody is aware that, as in many other municipalities of Catalunya, tourism could ensure the future of the people so that asentare solidly its core population.
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Hare ~ Havergate Island ~ Orford Ness ~ Sufflolk ~ England ~ Saturday July 25th 2015.
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Well, on Saturday I was mostly on Havergate Island in Orford Ness, Suffolk....Where I managed to capture this guy munching away in the early evening sunshine....although to get this shot I had to crawl 200m on my belly with my backpack on my back, to get close enough to get a half decent shot! The hare must have thought I was a giant tortoise lol...either way, he was nonplussed enough to let me get to within 4 feet of him...which was nice.:)
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Hare ~ From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ~
"Jackrabbit", "Lepus", and "Leveret" For other uses, see Hare (disambiguation), Jackrabbit (disambiguation), Lepus (disambiguation) and Leveret (disambiguation).
Hares and jackrabbits are leporids belonging to the genus Lepus. Hares are classified into the same family as rabbits and are of similar size, form, and diet as rabbits. They are generally herbivorous, long-eared, and fast runners, and typically live solitarily or in pairs. Hare species are native to Africa, Eurasia, North America, and the Japanese archipelago.
Five leporid species with "hare" in their common names are not considered true hares: the hispid hare (Caprolagus hispidus), and four species known as red rock hares (comprising Pronolagus). Meanwhile, jackrabbits are hares rather than rabbits.
A hare less than one year old is called a leveret. The collective noun for a group of hares is a "drove"
Biology ~ Hares are swift animals: The European brown hare (Lepus europaeus) can run up to 56 km/h (35 mph). The five species of jackrabbit found in central and western North America are able to run at 64 km/h (40 mph), and can leap up to 3m (ten feet) at a time.
Normally a shy animal, the European brown hare changes its behavior in spring, when hares can be seen in daytime chasing one another; this appears to be competition between males to attain dominance (and hence more access to breeding females). During this spring frenzy, hares can be seen "boxing"; one hare striking another with its paws (probably the origin of the term "mad as a March hare"). For a long time, this had been thought to be intermale competition, but closer observation has revealed it is usually a female hitting a male to prevent copulation.
Differences from rabbits ~ Hares do not bear their young below ground in a burrow as do other leporids, but rather in a shallow depression or flattened nest of grass called a form. Young hares are adapted to the lack of physical protection, relative to that afforded by a burrow, by being born fully furred and with eyes open. They are hence precocial, and are able to fend for themselves soon after birth. By contrast, the related rabbits and cottontail rabbits are altricial, having young that are born blind and hairless.
All rabbits (except the cottontail rabbits) live underground in burrows or warrens, while hares (and cottontail rabbits) live in simple nests above the ground, and usually do not live in groups. Hares are generally larger than rabbits, with longer ears, and have black markings on their fur. Hares have not been domesticated, while rabbits are kept as house pets. The domestic pet known as the "Belgian hare" is a rabbit that has been selectively bred to resemble a hare.
Hares have jointed, or kinetic, skulls, unique among mammals. They have 48 chromosomes while rabbits have 44.
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Kids playing volley and basket in the streets of La Havana, late afternoon. For a brief moment, the 2 balls happened to coincide with both hands of the player. The kind of magic which is too fast for the eye to see, only the camera ! No crop.
Won 2nd place on the French HP Street Photography contest.
Part of Cuba
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This Vid is freaking bloody smoking
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One More For My.......... Indigo Girls
Album: Swamp Ophelia
Title: Touch Me Fall
I'm waking from a dream
The neighborhood is green
All the sounds I’ve missed
All the years
Come down to wedding death and fear
I'll I’ve heard has been in vain
Like water on a stain
Touch me
I'm so beautiful
Rub your hands
Across my head
Just like this
Come with me
Now.......... it's not worth it
If you don't
Are you hiding
I am hiding
Cypress moon
bald in June
Like the granite
In a stream
Swamp Ophelia
I'm torn down
Let your waters
Let me drown
Touch me
I'm so beautiful
Rub your hands
Across my head
Just like this
Come with me
Now .......it's not worth it
If you don't
Are you crying
I am crying
Jump jump
Jump so high
Watch me let you down
If I stumble
I will stumble
If I fall
I will fall
I'm trying to hold it
Like rain in a river
Everything is
Getting bigger
Better this
Won't last forever
Touch me fall
Touch me fall
Jump jump
Jump so high
Watch me let you down
If I stumble
I will stumble
If I fall
I will fall
I'm trying to hold it
Like rain in a river
Everything is
Getting bigger
Better this
Won't last forever
Touch me fall
Strobist Info
Einstein 640 w/PCB 22" White HOBD above camera at 1/64 power
Silver reflector below camera
Einstein 640 w/ PCB Stripbox with grid 110 degrees camera left at 1/32 power
ABR800 bounced off garage door behind camera 1/32 power
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Big thanks to Teresa for loaning us the petticoat, again.
oscar wilde is seriously freakin' magical.
so yeah... this is my favorite dress. it's way too fancy/victorian to wear on non-special occasions, but i waited for ages for it to get restocked on the website i bought it from, and then just blew 60 dollars on the spot as soon as it was. it was painful, but sooo worth it. also, had to break out my grandmother's fake pearls that i wore back in 9th grade when that was still cool, haha. whatever. i'm really happy with this.
i actually tend to do this regularly anyway, just without the nice dresses and pearls. also, after i came inside, i discovered an ant on my boob. not cool.
yesterday i found out my ex is living in my dorm next year. seriously not cool. 20,000 undergrads and you'd think i would be able to get away from one kid.. but nope. repeat of last semester here i come wooooohoooooooooo NOT.
yeah i don't have much else to say, i feel bad, haha. no epic stories. :S i've been a really boring person lately.
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April 18, 2010
SOOC
Big thanks to Sarah and Kelly for helping me out with custom white balance! :)
I went out again after taking and posting my picture for the day, took 10 shots with flour and got this. and I REALLY like this one so I changed this to my 365 for today :)
I just realized I was tagged again by Madison, so here we go:
1. I could eat ribs all day long
2. This could possibly be one of my favorite pictures ever of mine. :)
3. my full name is a combo of 3 uncommon names (Tessa Alise (uh-leese) Yoder)
3. I'm loving this white balance thing :P
4. I'm still trying to figure out my photography style, I don't think I have a particular style yet....
5. I love diet coke!
6. My feet are falling asleep
7. I would wear flip flops year round if I could
8. I'm going to Trinidad this summer!
9. I can't wait to go to college
10. Can't think of anymore facts :P
Oh! I reached 10,000 photostream views today :D Thank you so so much everyone!!!
The End.
(The colors pop a lot more when you view it on black...)
Wow. It’s finished. I don’t really know what to say so now I guess you guys get to listen as I ramble… It’s almost funny to think where I was at the start of the year. I felt pretty uncomfortable in front of the camera and kinda awkward directing people while hiding behind the lens. Besides my family and a few close friends I rarely asked people to model for me and the idea of self-portraiture was quite unfamiliar to me, besides holding a camera up next to me in a mirror to take a picture...
I despise sounding cliché but I don’t think it’s possible to get through this little journal entry without that happening. I don’t think I fully understood what I was getting into when I started the project. I didn’t think that it would consume my life quite as much as it did, but it pretty much was my entire life this past year. I would start thinking about my photo for the day as soon as I woke up, throughout the day I would focus on the logistics of collecting props and executing it, and I would fall asleep thinking of the next picture. But this project resulted in a whole lot more than just photography, I figured out a lot about myself, you know how when people are put under pressure you start to see their true character, well I think that is kinda what happens with this project… I went through a lot of transitions this year and it was nice to have something that was so constant.
I’ve had lots of people ask me if I will be doing another 365 next year and I’m perfectly fine letting them know that I need a little break... I contemplated following this with a 52 weeks project, but I know I will be taking more than one photo a week and knowing me if I was doing a 52 weeks I would probably end up waiting until the end of each week and I would only put up one photo. So I will just be posting stuff whenever I feel like it, and it will probably be fairly often… Don’t worry I’m not planning on disappearing.
There are so many people that I want to thank so you can either bear with me through this paragraph or skip on to the next one. Thank you to all the people who have been with me since the start of this project, and those who hopped onboard somewhere along the journey! Thanks to everyone who has ever commented, favorited or even looked at one of my photos, I really do appreciate the support. I don’t think I would have gotten all the way through the project if I didn’t have you guys there holding me accountable and supporting me! Thanks to John for originally sparking my interest in photography and being such an inspiring figure in my life. Thanks to Chelsea for being the one that supported and pushed me to do this project. Thanks to Cameron and Traci for bearing with me when I had first began photography and was too nervous to ask anyone else to model… Cameron for being the most supportive friend one could ask for and Traci for giving me your honest opinion when I really do need it and for keeping me in check! Thanks to my family for putting up with me as I frantically ran around the house at 11:45 trying to come up with something to photograph, for continuously trying to come up with new ideas and concepts even when I would shoot ‘em down, and for posing for all kinds of ridiculous photos! Thanks to Gina for all of your help with titles. Thanks to all my new friends in the photo program, I can’t wait to get to know you all better! And thanks to everyone who has received the “What should I do for my photo for today?!?!” text message. Thanks to Katie for being there for me and always being willing to model. Thanks to Sam for (many times) helping me choose which picture to post and for letting Cameron and I throw water balloons at your face! Thanks to Alex and Bryan for putting up with me throughout the year and all of my ridiculousness as I started out on the project. Thanks to all my George Fox people (you know who you are!) And thanks to everyone that ever modeled or assisted for me, couldn’t have done it without you! And finally thanks to all the phenomenal photographers on Flickr for providing me with a never ending amazing amount of inspiration! (I tagged you!) I’m sure I have forgotten some people… Sorry, you’ll have to forgive me!
I’ve learned to push myself to meet deadlines and I’m so very proud of the fact that I never once skipped or missed a day! To those of you thinking of starting a 365 I highly encourage it, but I think that it is something that you need to seriously consider and not just jump into… There will be days where you will hate your photo and won’t want to show it to anyone, and days that you won’t be able to come up with any worthwhile concept… But there will also be so many amazing opportunities that you never would have had and if you really apply yourself then the amount of growth can be tremendous! And you will have created a visual diary of your entire year… I can look back on every single photograph and remember something about that day!
Once again, and I really do mean it.
Thank you.
pleaseeee
these horses all have native american names, the one on the far left, Cabias(cuh-bye-uh), is the one I grew up riding, the one of the far right is thelittle baby camanche (cuh-man-cheee) (sp) and then juranamo (jur- rana- mo) hahahah is her daddy, in the middle.
Secret, when i was like thirteen i was obsessed with horses and i saved up around 600 or so dollars for one but was told i couldn't have one so i bought an electric scooter instead
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i like this
Won the Photo Of The day in PhotoBurst!
A new cyclone named "Jal" hit Chennai today due to which normal life in Chennai and other parts of Tamilnadu got affected. I went to the marina beach to get some shots. I was really surprised by the heavy fog in the beach. I was unable to see anything more than 10 feet from me. You can see that in the above photo. Another surprise was that the beach was not short of people. Although i couldn't find the usual Sunday crowd, it was a considerable crowd. The climate was really awesome too.
January 29th,2010(sooc +2 in comments) We had our worries
"I am strong because I am weak. I am beautiful because I know my flaws. I am a lover because I am a fighter. I am fearless because I have been afraid. I am wise because I have been foolish…And I can laugh because I have known sadness."-anonymous
"let the things flow,the memories come,and the times pass. don’t waste a minute."-my brain
Read about the realization i had today:
going back on my old posts from when i used to go on tumblr a lot makes me realize how much i’ve grown..how i’ve changed and become someone else, a person i never thought i’d be. A WOMEN. I’ve forgotten so much. About how jonel and i were, about what it was like to be in school, and around my family and friends. So much has been happening. From working a lot, then getting fired and now i don’t work. While i was working, and joni and i didn’t talk for those 2 full months, i was so lost, i was just to myself, in a daze. incomplete. I forgot who i was,meaning i went so long without talking to jonel it was like he was dead, and i couldn’t remember who i was anymore, my bf, my friends, the way i thought, i was so empty it was like i was a walking zombie. I can’t explain it but it’s crazy. I’ve grown and changed in just 5 months, since i’ve been here. But it’s still makes me sad, because jonel and i haven’t been together, hanging out,in 5 months,so i’ve forgotten it all. How we are with each other, in person, and everything. We’ve made new memories and things have happened, but it’s been on the phone, and i’m not complaining but it’s different now, then when we were in fl. Thats a good then, though I still can’t explain it. I was reading things he said about me,back when we first started dating, and it made me go “awh he said that.” I don’t feel like me anymore. I am me but not the me i was in fl. I don’t know what happened but i’ve changed. Not in a bad way, but i’ve grown. The feeling i feel for jonel isn’t just “like” or “care for” now, it’s “in love”, it’s more powerful and stronger than I ever imagined it to be, and def. not something I can explain. I left behind a girl when i came here and i became a women. I’ve become more responsible, mature, and smarter. I’ve learned and experienced so much in these past 5 months. Learned about myself, and other things. It’s incredible. Man i change a lot haha. I never realized that until now. so crazy:D
p.s i just banged my toes against my door and now they are throbbing err:/ i hate it when i do that. haha i always bang into walls and such, like i don’t see it there or something. shows if you have something really on your mind you can end up hurting yourself because your so distracted and out of it. i’m PROOF haha
Etimología
Aún siendo desconocido el origen de la palabra ;azafrán es muy similar su denominación en distintas lenguas habiendo sobrevivido sin casi alteración en árabe (záfaran), inglés (saffron), francés (safran), italiano (zafferano), hindú, griego, etc. Un posible origen es el de la palabra del francés antiguo safran, que deriva del latín safranum y que proviene de la palabra árabe asfar que significa amarillo y es parónimo de záfaran
Orígenes
Existen referencias del azafrán que datan del año 2300 a. C. A partir de esta fecha son variadas y diversas las referencias sobre su uso en ritos y ceremonias religiosas, en medicina, en la gastronomía, etc.
Una definitiva identificación del azafrán data de 1.700- 1.600 a. C. en una pintura en el palacio de Minos en Knossos en Creta. Otro fresco data de 1.500 a. C. y presenta a una joven cosechando azafrán ceremoniosamente, ha sido descubierto recientemente en Akrotiri en la isla de There. El azafrán es recolectado, picando la flor entera en Minos mientras que las jóvenes de Teran picán solo los estigmas directamente.
En Egipto sobre el 1.000 a.C el azafrán pudo ser usado en embalsamamientos ó más tarde ocasionalmente para colorante de mortajas en donde las momias eran cubiertas, amarillo las hembras y rojo los machos. El azafrán era un importante colorante en la Grecia antigua y en Roma era usado para colorear la ropa de matrimonio. En otro tiempo fue usado como tintes para el pelo por los romanos.
Los griegos lo consideraban como un perfume sensual. Fue esparcido en los vestíbulos, patios, y teatros griegos y en baños romanos; las calles de Roma fueron rociadas con un azafrán cuando Nerón entró en la ciudad.
El azafrán tuvo extraordinaria importancia en el concepto comercial. Comercialmente sigue siendo un artículo importante (especialmente en España). En la Edad Media era la única especia que se cultivaba en Cataluña (tanto en la parte que actualmente està en España como en el Riberal del Rosellón, actualmente en Francia) y Comunidad Valenciana. El azafrán catalán de la Horta de Sant Joan era reconocido por su alta calidad nacional e internacionalmente y uno de los centros de venta más importantes del mediterráneo tanto en la baja edad media como en la edad moderna. Otro foco comercial era Venecia, cuyos compradores principales eran los alemanes. Empleados especiales que formaban parte del Ufficio dello Zafferano e iban armados, se encargaban de la inspección de los comerciantes de azafrán y de evitar que este fuese falsificado. La importancia del comercio del azafrán en Alemania se deduce ya del hecho de que en 1.448 se registró en Verona una partida de azafrán destinada a Alemania que fue evaluada en 10.000 ducados.
Cultivo del azafrán en España
El cultivo del azafrán parece haberse extendido del Oriente al Occidente.
A mediados del siglo X se cultiva esta planta en España, en donde probablemente fue introducida por los árabes. El consumo del azafrán fue continuamente aumentando en la Edad Media extendiéndose a través de la Europa cristiana hasta Inglaterra.
España es actualmente el segundo país productor de azafrán del mundo, y dispone de una denominación de origen protegida para el que se produce en Castilla. Además de en Castilla, se sigue produciendo en Cataluña y en Aragón, donde ya se había cultivado en las edades media y moderna. El azafrán catalán ya tenía por entonces gran prestigio internacional y era la especia más consumida en la cocina tradicional de la época.
Se necesitan 85.000 flores para lograr recolectar un kilogramo de azafrán.
En Ojos Negros (Teruel) siempre se cultivó este producto. Ahora, por lo laborioso del mismo se ha dejado de producir. Estas flores han crecido en una maceta en Teruel.
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There are people that lived dramas and situations so intense that most of us will never experience.
Most of these people didn't choose to do so; they just found themselves in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Sometimes I wonder if living these experiences makes you grow, or kills you, or both.
Experimenting with pixels some more.
I took the photograph (3 hand-held exposures combined into one HDR image) of this alley in Ashland, OR.
The waterfall is from Twin Falls State Park, in Northbend, WA.
The river is the Snoqualmie River, WA.
The sign is a street sign somewhere in California or Oregon.
Recomiendo verla en grande. Large View.
Esta foto se la quería dedicar a aquellos que les gustan las fotos callejeras, que a mi tanto me gustan pero que por mi vergüenza me cuesta tanto practicar. Me siento extraño robando la intimidad de personas que no conozco.
Se la dedico especialmente a dos maestros en este arte, a mi paisano Ariasgonzalo y a Wilillo, porque me hacen disfrutar mucho con este tipo de fotos.
La foto fue tomada en una callejuela de Segovia y me llamó mucho la atención la forma de la calle y el duro camino que le fataba a la señora por recorrer, con su compra diaria en la mano.
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Starlings are small to medium-sized passerine birds in the family Sturnidae. The name "Sturnidae" comes from the Latin word for Starling, sturnus. Starlings occur naturally in the Old World, from Europe, Asia and Africa, to northern Australia and the islands of the tropical Pacific. Several European and Asian species have been introduced to these areas as well as North America, Hawaii and New Zealand, where they generally compete for habitat with native birds and are considered to be invasive species.
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I have taken my friend Christophe’s advice and tried to photograph the art deco beauty in the Shrine of the Little Flower, and see past my prejudice about its controversial history.
This detail is from the dooway just south and west of the central tower. It shows the Maya inspired "stepped arches" that were a prominent feature of "art moderne" architecture, later called art deco.
At the corner of Twelve Mile Road and Woodward Avenue in Royal Oak Michigan, the church is one of metropolitan Detroit’s landmark buildings. New York architect Henry J. McGill was commissioned to design the tower in 1927. The sanctuary, an unusual octagonal shaped design with the altar in the center and seats on all sides was constructed and as funds became available and was completed in 1933.
Because of the unusual configuration of the property and the resulting restrictions, the architect had great difficulty devising a workable plan. He considered thousands of ideas. McGill’s final design features the church proper, an octagon, with four two-story "wings" that, together with the narthex and the Blessed Sacrament Chapel, create an overall shape of a cross. The roof is built to evoke the feeling of a tent as described in the Book of Exodus. The primitive sanctuaries of the Old Testament were protected by a heavy cover, which was stretched from an elevated central pole and reached down beyond the vertical framework of the sanctuary. The church roof is faced with copper and nickel-chrome steel. The entire structure is capped with a crown, which is surmounted by a golden cross. The crown, forming the base of the cross, also serves as ventilation for the church.
This building was made possible by revenues generated by its pastor Father Coughlin, the fiery and controversial radio personality whose broadcasts had 3.5 million listeners at the height of his popularity. Father Coughlin, initially a supporter of the programs of President Franklin Roosevelt, and later a strenuous opponent, spoke on the radio about economics and politics more that religion or spirituality. His broadcasts and his magazine Social Justice espoused anti–Semitic and fascist policies favored by Benito Mussolini and Hitler. He railed against what he called the “Jewish – Bolshevik” conspiracy. He was finally forced off the air in 1939 just after the German invasion of Poland. He continued his efforts in his magazine until he was finally forced by the Bishop of Detroit, to cease his political activity and resume his duties as a parish priest.
For more information about Father Coughlin:
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Los Mallos de Riglos están situados en la localidad de Riglos, en la provincia de Huesca (España), unos 45 Km. al noroeste de Huesca capital.
Situados en el prepirineo oscense, están formados de conglomerados del mioceno, sedimentos con cantos rodados de tamaño significativo cementados por grava y arena, que tuvieron su origen en los conos de deyección de cauces que vertían hacia la antigua depresión central del Ebro. Estos depósitos aluviales han sido elevados por plegamientos de las capas inferiores y posteriormente erosionados, dando lugar a estas impresionantes paredes, de las que hay otros ejemplos menores en la cercana Agüero y en otros puntos del prepirineo.
Es un paraíso de montañeros, escaladores, y amantes de la naturaleza, con fácil acceso superior para unos y con espectaculares paredes verticales de aspecto redondeado para otros y que inspiraron la asignación de sus nombres: El Puro, El Pisón, Castilla, Volaos, Cuchillo, Frenchín, Visera y Fire. Por sus paredes han pasado la mayor parte de los escaladores españoles, incluyendo a los míticos Alberto Rabadá y Ernesto Navarro que abrieron muchas de las vías de escalada de los Mallos de Riglos.
Una leyenda cuenta que anteriormente había en los Mallos de Riglos una aldea, Foz de Escalete, en la que vivía una anciana bruja gigantesca. Su aspecto y tamaño atemorizaban a los aldeanos y cansada de esto, levantó las inmensas rocas y allí se escondió de todos.
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
from Sonnets from the Portuguese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Get them just in time for Christmas. I just ordered 2 canvas's myself.
I just bought the new photomatix pro 3.1 and love it. It was the last piece of software I need for my macbook pro. Now I'm set for a little while till I get my reversed gnd and full frame camera! Come on Santa! I've been good this year? =0)
I can't tell ya baby what went wrong
I can't make you feel what you felt so long ago
I'll let it show
I can't give you back what's been hurt
Heartaches come and go and all that's left are the words
I can't let go
If we take some time to think it over baby
Take some time, let me know
If you really want to go
Don't know what you got till it's gone
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got
It's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back
Takes so long
I can't feel the things that cause you pain
I can't clear my heart of your love it falls like rain
Ain't the same
I hear you calling far away
Tearing through my soul I just can't take another day
Who's to blame
If we take some time to think it over baby
Take some time let me know
If you really wanna go
Don't know what you got till it's gone
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got
It's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back
Takes so long
Do you wanna see me beggin' baby
Can't you give me just one more day
Can't you see my heart's been draggin' lately
I've been lookin' for the words to say
Don't know what you got till it's gone
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got
It's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back
Takes so long
Don't know what you got till it's gone no
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got
It's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back
Takes so long
~Cinderella~
The ‘Bon Ami Point Range Front’ lighthouse was constructed on Inch Arran Point in 1870. It was built to guide steamers and other vessels to safety at night. Prior to the construction of the lighthouse, a woman by the name of Marie-Louise (Landry) Arsenault, the "medicine-woman" whose house was very close to Inch Arran, placed a bright light in one of her windows to guide her sons, who were captains of the boats coming into Dalhousie. Mrs. Arsenault did this for many years before it was decided that an actual lighthouse would be built nearby. Under the Federal Heritage Buildings Policy, the Bon Ami lighthouse became recognized as a Federal Heritage Building on September 5, 1991. To this day the lighthouse remains in operation and in clear weather, can be seen at a distance of 16 miles. It is a perfect spot for panormanic photographs, birdwatching, and it is a stone's throw from the Inch Arran Park campground where you will find a gift shop featuring local crafts and artwork as well as a Visitor Information Centre.
Luke 2:12 And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
THE CHRISTMAS NUT! This is a true story that happened a few years ago in my church. Sunday school was just let out and the little ones came filtering back up from the basement to the main church auditorium in Indian River Baptist Church. A young mother was rejoined by her two youngest. They came up to her very excited because of the cute craft they had just made in their classes. The boy was 3 and the girl 5 years old. They showed Mom the cradle manger made from a cardboard tube which had been cut in half lengthwise, turned over and the two halves stapled together. A whole peanut in the shell had been wrapped in a scrap of swaddling from paper towel and a face drawn on it. This baby Jesus was then placed in the cradle manger with some straw made from recycled junk mail. The little boy had already eaten his peanut and loudly exclaimed, “Jesus is a nut!”
Out of the mouths of infants He has perfected praise! Yes, Jesus is a nut! Who else would be crazy enough to leave the glories of Heaven and be born as a human baby with only one goal in mind: to die for the sins of the world? Who else would love me so much to suffer such shame, mockery, pain, separation, denial and betrayal ? Who but our beloved Savior would be nutty enough to become sin for me that I might be made the righteousness of God in Him? Oh, yes, Jesus did the craziest thing for me, but the most wonderful and beautiful thing that anyone ever did! Praise God for His unspeakable gift!
When you get out those special holiday mixed nuts, think of Jesus and His absolutely crazy love for you! As you put them under the pressure of the nutcracker and they burst open, meditate upon the unthinkable pressure put upon Jesus upon the Cross and of His broken Heart, Body and crushed Spirit all for you!
If you haven’t yet come to understand His once for all completed sacrifice, if you never accepted this “Christmas Nut”, will you finally make the decision right now? Receive Him as your personal Savior with the heart of a child just like the little boy who gladly ate the peanut.
“Whosoever shall call upon the Name of the Lord shall be saved.” Romans 10:13
Please share this message and/or photo in your cards this year, print it, forward, use it to the glory of God!
Kathie Luther* Heart Windows Ministry*
View On Black I hope it works today - please let me know, when you can't view the black?! It kinda sucks sometimes, that flickr just provides a white background. I mean, what's the point in taking a picture with a certain atmosphere (perhaps a little creepy or so) and then a white background and a PINK r destroys everything? :-))
Ok, that'll be the last upload of this location. Probably it gets too boring then. I have already told a lot of things about that place. I can't come up with anything new :-)
Oh, and if you really like to see a dead cat - it's the image previously uploaded to the stream. If you can't see it, check your filters :-)
And yes, i'd really like to thank all of you guys for the support on this photo. It finally reached #3 on explore (highest) and even showed up on the frontpage. (first time, as far as i know?) :-) thank you!!!
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The Moon does not orbit Earth in a perfect circle. Instead, it follows an elliptical path that brings it 50,000 kilometres closer to our planet on one side of its orbit. On 12 December, the Moon will enter its full phase, when its disc appears completely illuminated by the Sun, just four hours after reaching its closest point to Earth. This will make it 14% bigger and 30% brighter than other full Moons in 2008. It will be eight years before the Moon appears so big again. Also it is expected to have an effect on Earth's tides.
Photo of the moon taken at its closest point to Earth in the northern hemisphere on 12 December 2008 around midnight. The full Moon will also appear higher in the sky than any other year. At this time the moon will shine down from nearly overhead. The landscape of Château de Peyrepertuse is a PS composite. Photo properties ISO100, 1/400s, f/7.1, zoom 648mm and spot metering
Op 12 december bereikt de maan tevens de kleinste afstand tot de aarde in 356.567 kilometer. De Volle Maan van deze avond dan ook de grootste van het jaar. De maan is 14% groter en 30% lichter als normaal. 's Nachts kunnen we de maan vaak zien. Overdag staat ze ook wel eens aan de hemel, maar dan is ze minder opvallend omdat de zon schijnt. In de avond, de nacht, of in de vroege ochtend zie je haar des te beter. Het lijkt alsof ze licht geeft, net als de zon. Maar de maan geeft geen licht. Ze wordt beschenen door de zon, net als de aarde. Het licht weerkaatst en daarom lijkt het of de maan schijnt. Toch is het zonder maan 's nachts een tikje donkerder dan met de maan. Met een heldere, volle maan kun je 's nachts zelfs een schaduw van jezelf op de grond zien! De maan hoort bij de aarde. Met z'n tweeën suizen ze door het heelal, ieder jaar een rondje om de zon. De maan draait ook nog een ander rondje; ze draait om de aarde. Ze doet er bijna een maand over om één rondje te gaan. De maan is zelf natuurlijk ook heel groot. Ze heeft dus ook haar eigen zwaartekracht. Sterker nog; de maan trekt een beetje aan de aarde. Dat merk je aan het water van de zee. Als het vloed wordt, wil de maan het water als het ware naar zich toe trekken. Dat lukt natuurlijk niet, want de aarde trekt veel harder. Maar je merkt het wel! Het water komt dan veel verder op het strand. Dat gebeurt elke dag twee keer. De maan trekt niet alleen aan het water, zelfs de bergen zijn een paar millimeter hoger als de maan boven hun toppen staat! Het maanlandschap bestaat uit heuvels, kraters, zand en rotsen. Waar de zon schijnt is het gloeiend heet; 100 graden Celsius boven nul. Waar geen zon komt vriest het 150 graden Celsius onder nul.
An abstract based on my Groyne Strain shot.
Thanks to Merillou who added a note to the original shot which I've used as a crop and to Tasha Downs who suggested the rotation.
© Jon Downs 2010 All Rights Reserved.
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I had A blast shooting with you guys!
Frank does the most amazong butterly shots...well all of his stuff is gorgeous but his butterfly shots are to die for.
Cilinia has amazing animal shots but I gotta tell ya her people pics are outstanding simply amazing the way she captures someone in her pics!
Now Valerie is the Polar Bear Queen but let me tell you what ever she points that Camera at shows all the beauty and color and well it's what's in her heart. These three people are amazing and I am better for having them as my friends!
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
- Walt Whitman
Many thanks for your visits, faves and comments. Cheers.
Accepted for Australian Photographic Society, 3rd NATURE NATIONAL EXHIBITION, Insects Section, and included as part of the gallery at www.a-p-s.org.au/index.php/gallerie/nature-div-gallery/3r...
...from a walk in Oxley Creek Common.
Monarch (USA), Wanderer (Australia) Butterfly (Landscape version)
Scientific Name: Nymphalidae Danainae
Description: The monarch is one of Manitoba's largest butterflies, with a wingspan of up to 100 mm. The body of the butterfly is black with some white spots. The upper surfaces of the wings are orange with black veining. The wing margins are black with white spots. Males can be distinguished from the females by a black patch on their hind wings, called a stigmata. Underneath, the wings are a paler orange, almost beige, with the same black veining and borders. The caterpillar (larva) of monarchs is boldly patterned, too, with black, white and yellow banding.
Distribution: Monarchs occur throughout North America south of the boreal forest zone, in Central America and northern South America. (It has recently been determined that the South American monarch and those found on Jamaica and Hispaniola are separate species, D. erippus and D. cleophile, respectively. Their distributions are not shown on this map.) Monarchs have been introduced to the Hawaiian Islands and to Australia (1871), and are thought to be spreading around to other islands in the Pacific ocean on their own. There are 3 separate populations in continental North America: one east of the Rocky Mountains, another west of the Rockies, and a third, non-migratory population in Florida and Georgia. In Manitoba, they occur in the southwestern 1/3 of the province up to the edge of the boreal forest.
Habitat: Just about anywhere you can find milkweed plants (Genus: Asclepias) and open meadows, you can find monarch butterflies. They frequent prairies, meadows and wetlands, but avoid thick forests. Food for the caterpillars, milkweed plants, and for the adults, flower nectar, are found mainly in grasslands and meadows in Manitoba, so that's where monarchs tend to be.
Food: Food for adult monarch butterflies consists mainly of flower nectar. They fuel their great travels and reproductive efforts by sipping this sugary solution from obliging plants. The plants are, of course, taking advantage of the monarchs and other insects to do the job of pollination. Most of their favourites fall within the Asteraceae family of plants, including such things as fleabanes (Erigeron spp.), asters (Aster spp.), sunflowers (Helianthus spp.) and blazingstars (Liatris spp.), but they are not really that selective when it comes to flower nectar. Any flower that has available nectar could be visited by a monarch.
(Source: www.naturenorth.com/summer/monarch/monarchF2.html)
© Chris Burns 2016
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Hello Friends,
Thanks for stopping by. I just wanted to let you all know that I value all thegracious attention you have given to the photos in my stream and I appreciate each and every one of you.
I will be limiting the time I spend on Flickr due to my other responsibilities. I have been posting daily and as a result developed relationships with many people and I just cannot keep up. So I will probably only be posting maybe two to three times a week.
I will make every effort to get to your streams and show my appreciation for your work. Thanks for your understanding... Brian
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DARCY PADILLA | FAMILY LOVE
Il progetto a più lungo termine di Darcy Padilla, Family Love, si è sviluppato a partire dai suoi reportage sull'Aids. Nel 1993 Padilla stava documentando le storie dei tossicodipendenti affetti da questa malattia che vivevano nei Single Room Occupancy hotel (strutture dove spesso vivono indigenti o ex senzatetto) di San Francisco. È lì che ha incontrato Julie Baird, una neo madre di 19 anni che aveva appena scoperto di avere l'Aids. Padilla ha fotografato Julie e la sua famiglia per i successivi 21 anni. Julie è poi morta a causa della sua malattia, in un luogo sperduto in mezzo alla natura in Alaska. Lo scopo del progetto è stato e continua ad essere quello di analizzare le tematiche sociali in relazione alla tossicodipendenza, la povertà, la previdenza sociale e gli abusi sessuali, attraverso la vita di una persona.
The Night Porter... As U Like IT
Considered The Most Controversial Picture Of Our Time!
Set in 1957 Vienna, Liliana Cavani's film, The Night Porter is a disturbing, mesmerizing drama that viewers seem either to love or loathe. To be sure, this is not a film for everyone. Its subject matter is dark and difficult. The fascinating, if twisted, story is about the revival of an intense relationship that had started in a Nazi concentration camp – between Max, an SS officer and Lucia, one of the inmates.
Max is now, in 1957, a night porter in a hotel – the hotel that Lucia happens to visit with her. But when, at the opera, he looks at Lucia, and Lucia cannot resist turning her head to meet his gaze (and at a point in the opera where the words being sung are about how love sweetens troubles and all creatures sacrifice to love), Max, too, is drawn inexorably.
Despite what some reviewers seem to think, The Night Porter is absolutely not a skin flick, and nor is it a Nazi exploitation flick. It is a film about a relationship. It is about the power of a human connection and a little tenderness in an extreme situation – and about the power of extreme situations to create passion. It is about how intoxicating relationships having an element of control/power can be – and how intoxicating a mixture violence and loving tenderness can be. It is perhaps a warning about the all-consuming and potentially self-destructive power of an intense relationship.
The Night Porter has some very memorable scenes, and the acting of the main characters is superb. The subtlety and complexity of Charlotte Rampling's Lucia is staggering. It could have been played so badly, but Charlotte Rampling had the courage and the insight and the ability to give a breathtakingly brilliant performance, conveying strength as well as vulnerability, peacefulness as well as terror, intense desire as well as numbness, power and control as well as submission, lightness as well as darkness, heaven as well as hell.
Liliana Cavani has an eye for psychologically difficult and tension-increasing juxtapositions. In one scene, we hear Mozart's pure and heavenly music about the higher purpose of love and man and wife, while a concentration camp guard buggers a male prisoner, presumably not entirely consensually! In another scene, there is the eroticism of a topless dance together with the ghastly truth that the woman is dancing for the concentration camp guards who hold her and may one day execute her. In another, there is extreme violence mixed with passionate love.
Charlotte Rampling: www.imdb.com/name/nm0001648/
Dirk Bogarde: www.imdb.com/name/nm0001958/
A Short Extract:
au.youtube.com/watch?v=TfSdXK5sMM4
David Gregory-Interviews on The Night Porter with Liliana Cavani:
au.youtube.com/watch?v=_fhG12j9D6g
au.youtube.com/watch?v=L8gW7IDG1DU
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