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Fotografía tomada en el Jardín Japones de Palermo - Buenos Aires - Argentina.
Flor de cerezo: Sakura.
A mi me gusta mucho con esta canción con volumen suave de fondo: Hojas de tilo - Ana Prada ♪♫♪♫,
Espero les guste!
Que tengan un lindo viernes y un mejor finde!!!
Un abrazo apretado!
Señores de "Duro de Domar", si van a usar una foto mia en sus informes, tengan la honradez de pedir permiso!
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“Y estos derechos... a respetarlos, ¿eh? ¡No vaya a pasar como con los diez mandamientos!” (Mafalda)
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LM: Hosoi Ichiba Group, Hosoi Mura - Edo Period Japanese Village, Okiya and RPG sim, Japan Kansai (34, 42, 35)
Thank you for showing me this beautiful sim and for adding this story to my pic so i could post it on "sl storytelling snap" group.
"AS IT IS TOLD IN THE STARS…"
Like so many days before, the princess and her beloved guardian wolf went exploring. It should be told here that the bond she and the wolf have is a mystery for all. When the wolf was just 5 years old, a peculiar old lady, gifted the wolf to the family of the princess upon her birth and since then the wolf never left the princess’ side. He slept at her crib, watched over her as she played; she was never out of his sight.
As she grew older, they began to explore the lands together. This is something they loved to do. The wolf allowed her to ride on his back since he was very large and very strong.
During the nights the princess would lay cuddled against the wolf longing to have him forever.
On this particular night, which happened to be night of the princess’ 18th birthday, the princess lay with her wolf, as they have done since she was a child. The sound of thunder suddenly startled the wolf awake. Worried and protective as he always was he stood over his beloved princess. Nothing more happened and she caressed his fur to calm him and make him sleep again.
While exploring the next day in the mountains the wolf and princess came upon a small, strange, sparkling creature. Being his usual protective self the wolf growled at it. Worried that it might try to harm his precious princess. The princess stroked his fur softly, leaned to his ear, and whispered “Shhhhh, my wolf, it is just a fairy.” This did not calm him since he did not trust this creature one bit. He growled at her even more as the fairy smacked him on the nose with her sparkling stick. At that very moment the wolf felt a strange sensation, his mind began to spin. The fairy flew off quickly, giggling until she was out of sight. He looked up and whimpered at the princess, wanting a kiss on his nose in return for making the fairy go away. She leaned down and kissed him as she did so many times. This time he felt the kiss was different, it warmed his heart and soul as always but this time it also gave him a feeling as if there were butterflies in his tummy.
They wandered back into the village, returning home at dusk. The princess fed the wolf and they climbed into bed together. He licked her on the nose and rolled on his side so she could cuddle up to him. That night the wolf had strange dreams. He dreamt he was a human and not a wolf. The wolf was finally able to talk with her, to hold her, to kiss her, to do things he saw so many lovers do and only wished he could.
He woke from this nightmare and gasped. Looking down at his paws, he saw human hands. He quickly looked to his body; there was no fur, but instead his naked human skin. He lay back down moving closer to the princess, caressing her soft, silken skin. This sensation gave him tingles throughout his body. He kissed her neck, her cheek and finally her lips softly. The princess opened her eyes quickly, scared of this man next to her, pushing him away, screaming for her wolf to protect her. He placed his hand over her mouth and tried to calm her by saying, “ssshh…..it is I, my princess, your wolf.“
From that day forward the princess had her wolf as a human and as a strong wolf.
For many years they kept it a secret that he was a shape shifter…
To Be Continued...
Este es el nombre que le da el escultor Antonio Lopez a una de las dos esculturas de cabezas gigantes de bebés, la otra cabeza es el día y se puede ver al bebe con los ojos abiertos. Como podéis apreciar en las fotografías, las esculturas son de un gran tamaño, alcanzando los tres metros de altura y ambas han sido talladas en bronce. Ambas esculturas, Dia y Noche, están inspiradas en la nieta del autor, algo que recordará a la bebé cuando crezca, el tributo que le brindó su abuelo de por vida. Las esculturas se encuentran situadas en la Estación de Atocha de Madrid y parecen recibir a todos los viajeros que llegan con el AVE.
Highest position in Explore # 2 & Featured at Explore Frontpage on 23rd Feb'09
Crystal clear water, white sand and blue sky; maybe this is the definition of tropical paradise.
Located 20 minutes east of Phuket, Koh Khai Nok is a tiny idyllic island; little more than a forested lump poking out of the sea ringed by white sand and coral. I heard during high tides only peak of these rocks can be seen while rest goes under the water.
Trivia
Khai Nok Island where the white sandy beach meets the emerald Andaman Sea is famous among tourists for feeding fish.
Del castell de Talamanca en tenim notícies ja a l'any 967. En el testament sacramental de Ramon Folc, vescompte de Cardona, apareix l'any 1086,el castell de Talamancha com a propietat familiar. En el s.XII ens consta en diversos documents l'existència de la família Talamanca, castlana del territori. Sembla ser que un tal Guillem de Talamanca es casà amb Dolça de Santa Coloma, inserint-se així aquest darrer cognom. El 1288, Berenguer de Talamanca era senyor del castell de Talamanca. En els fogatges que van de 1365 a 1370 hi apareix el "Castell de Talamancha, d'en Ramon de Talamanca, XXX focs". El 1406 Andrea de Talamanca es casà amb Joan Aymerich. En el mateix segle s'introdueix també per casament el cognom de Planella. El 1668 Maria Francesca es casà amb Joan d'Amat i Despalau, senyor de Castellbell, del matrimoni nasqué el fill que esdevingué el primer marquès de Castellbell. Al 1714 entraren al castell de Talamanca les tropes castellanes de Felip V capitanejades pel marquès de Poal. Al 1717 el castell fou desmantellat del tot, encara que les seves pedres serviren per edificar el Casal conegut per "El castell" o "El castell del Marquès" (per al.lusió a la família marquesal dels Castellbell).
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Emotions are something very sensitive, it differs from person to person. How they react to a situation and how they emote to a situation is something very personal to them. Some times we don't get hurt even after some swearing from our friends, but get hurt even when we see some one smiling at us when we are down. Such is the power of emotions, but how many times do you feel you have emoted the way you wanted to be? When we were kids our emotions were spontaneous, we just behaved the way we thought. It was much simple when we were like that, but once the maturity factor started creeping into us, we made this wonderful and simple thing more complicated. Yeah we tried really hard and stopped being spontaneous. We started emoting according to our surroundings, we wanted to show we are more intelligent and decent by emoting according to the person in front and stopped responding to the real us. We also know when we can camouflage our emotions then others can do it too and this has taken away the factor called belief in between everyone. We feel everyone is acting in front of us and so we should do the same too, doing this slowly we too follow what we hated initially. Lets try to be truthful to our emotions at least in front of someone who we really love, yeah its going to be difficult to accommodate after all our acting classes, but lets at least give it a try.Thanks for all your visits, comments and favs
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Praia do Guincho, located directly after Cascais when heading out from
Lisbon, is one of the best spots in Portugal for surfing wind
surfing and more recently kitesurfing. Portugal frequently holds national and international
competitions at this location. July and August are the best months for
these sports, but the wind begins to blow in May and goes on until
October.
Guincho is probably the most radical wavespot of Portugal. Especially
in winter, the waves get big here. But, the most consistent winds blow
in summer. The wind direction is then between north-west and
north-east.
The south side of the beach is usually chosen by surfers and the north
side has much better conditions for wind surfers and kitesurfers.
On this beach you'll find plenty of summertime entertainment, brought
to you in the bars and restaurants sitting along the coast.
From here you can go on to Cape Roca, the most western point on
mainland Europe and then on to charming Sintra, home of wonderful
palaces and gardens.!
Le petit pont vers le vieux port, Montréal, Québec, Canada
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Dimanche 3 Février après-midi, le DAL (Droit Au Logement) a occupé un gymnase rue du Renard pendant quelques heures. Après la promesse d'un rendez-vous avec Delanoë la semaine prochaine, les 150 à 200 militants et familles ont quitté les lieux vers 20h30, après une brève manifestation jusqu'à la place de l'Hôtel de Ville.
Dans le gymnase, les enfants passent le temps en jouant, sautant des espaliers sur les matelas.
Merci de lire les explications en début d'album / Please read the explanations at the beginning of the set
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When I rise above what I can see
Beyond the windows of eternity
And there I’m known for what I can be
For where I’ve flown to set me free.
More important than what I can become
Is the fact that I have the power of the sun
To make things grow within my heart
Inside of every vision wherein I start.
This moment makes me strong
And I remember well the song
That sings of purposes fulfilled
And of flowers fragrance that thrilled.
Recognize the power that is in this hour
Make your dreams for real with what you feel
Know inside what cannot hide that opens wide
And shows you that yes you can every now and when.
See it. Say it. Show it. Prove it. Become it.
Friday Poems ©Mark Siet 2008
Explored - Feb. 16, 2009 - Thank you all so very much!
Thanks Donna for the explore update!
Where:
Barrington Street
Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada
When:
Near midnight after a snow storm last month
What:
Roaming the streets downtown just after a snow storm last month. I've tried shooting these street lamps with the lit wreaths around them a couple times. Once from the pedway above the street but never really liked the PoV I got. Anyway a couple buddies wanted to go downtown to get some snow shots. I crossed the street here with the camera setup on the tripod and just plunked it down, fired off a shot and ran before the truck ran over me! :-)
I mentioned it before but I just can't get over the cool starburst from this cheap "nifty-fifty" lens. If you own a Nikon, Canon or Pentax (maybe the others too?) go out and spend the $100 and pick up one of these lenses!
After always posting up pictures of fishing boats and villages I thought I should show you a little bit of the city for a change :-)
What I learned:
Wear a big coat to protect your camera from the snow when you aren't shooting. Also bring lots of little lens wipes.
You:
I appreciate all comments, tips, questions & faves! No need for glitzy awards, your "real" comments are much better!
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Nikon D90 : Nikkor 50mm 1.8D lens : 3s @ f/22 : ISO 400
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I lose control because of you babe
I lose control when you look at me like this
There's something in your eyes that is saying tonight
I'm not a child anymore, life has opened the door
To a new exciting life
I lose control when I'm close to you babe
I lose control don't look at me like this
There's something in your eyes, is this love at first sight
Like a flower that grows, life just wants you to know
All the secrets of life
It's all written down in your lifelines
It's written down inside your heart
You and I just have a dream
To find our love a place, where we can hide away
You and I were just made
To love each other now, forever and a day
CWD321 - Assignment: Numbers
A visual metaphor, obviously. Of course, binary itself is a sort of metaphor, too, for microscopic switches turning on and off, so perhaps it could be a metaphor within a metaphor.
These little zeros and ones could possibly be considered the most important numbers of our current age, yet they are also rapidly becoming so commonplace that Internet access is itself a commodity anymore much like water and gas, and computers are yet another household appliance. Before long, future generations will look back and not be able to even comprehend how society managed without it, much like we view electricity.
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Focal Length: 15mm
ISO Speed: 100
Accessories: Manfrotto 190XB Tripod, Manfrotto 322RC2 Heavy Duty Grip Ball Head, Canon RC1 Wireless Remote
Date and Time: 26 November 2010 2.40pm
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From Wikipedia:
St Paul's is built in a revival of the style known as Gothic transitional, being partly Early English and partly Decorated. It was designed by the distinguished English architect William Butterfield, who was noted for his ecclesiastical work. The foundation stone was laid in 1880. Butterfield never saw the site and the building work was frequently delayed by disputes between Butterfield, in England, and the Church authorities on the spot. Butterfield resigned in 1884 and the building was finished by a local architect, Joseph Reed. Consequently the design of the spires differs greatly from those originally planned (similar to those built at Christ Church, South Yarra). The Cathedral Chapter has a scale model of the original completed design.
Have you ever had someone look at one of your photos and comment "Gee, you must have a really nice camera"?
A friend sent me an email the other day wanting to know if he should spend (a fortune) to buy a laundry list of new camera equipment because he wanted to "take better photos".
In response to that, I wanted to post this shot taken with a $199 "point and shoot" 3-megapixel digital camera. I keep it in my briefcase when I'm traveling on business and can't take my D90.
Would this shot have been better with my Nikon? Sure.... there is some noise in the sky due to using a high ISO on a cheap camera and the optics can't match a $1200 lens.... but the basic image would have been the same.
Becoming a better photographer is about learning to see differently, experimenting, learning, challenging yourself - not about how much equipment you purchase.
Key West, FL
This spreads like a weed in my garden. Luckily I really like it.
Had a lovely couple of hours on my own at the garden centre(s) this afternoon - bliss! Hope everyone has had a good bank hol weekend.
The details really pop when viewed large on black.
Another shot of this house in Poetry, Texas, this time from the front. You can see that this must have been quite a beautiful house in it's day, but that day was a long time ago. It's now very decayed, with the interior floors sloping downhill on either side of the house from the center pier.
I can't seem to get a nice, clear, moonlit night out here to shoot this place properly!
And now I never will. Sadly, as of October 2009, this house has reportedly burned down, evidently a victim of arson.
Night, full moon through clouds, natural flashlight and green-gelled strobe.
Here is a recent image to break up my recent Tahoe photos. I had to go tonight and see the impending storm that is making its way down the Pacific coast. Early this morning we had hail, which is unique since we live right on the beach. I ran up the coast just North of Santa Cruz. The whole way up all I could do was keep my eyes on these crazy sun beams. Seriously the whole ocean was lit up by isolated beams hitting the surface North, South and West of Santa Cruz.
As I ran down the cliff to the beach I watched the beams disappear. I just missed them. I am sure that up North they were going off, but I was already down at the site by that time, and it would take 30 minutes to run up the hill and find another site.
Here is my version of the approaching storm, that is sure to bring a week of power outages, flooding and more snow and hail.
Nikon D300
Tokina 11-16mm @ 11mm
ISO 100
f/11 for 2s
Singh-Ray 3 stop reverse
Lee .6 soft GND
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Candidate for my 52 weeks for Dogs project. What do you think? Another to follow soon.
Jake and I send you greetings from our NC mountain vacation. Here we are at about 4600 ft.- and are above the clouds below us. Often there are beautiful inversions- where the top of a mountain is in sunshine above the clouds covering the valleys below. This moment is one of those magical ones. Jake is a 9 month old standard poodle puppy- he has been hiking with me in the woods- and running through the woods. I just comb out the dirt. Poodles are actually fairly easy to keep, in spite of their bad rep.
Limited computer access- so will catch up sometime.
Taken 6/8/09, posted 6/10/09
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Even an ugly ship wreck belched up from the belly of the sea can look beautiful under the right set of circumstances. All of the conditions and elements for making this image memorable were present at this moment (sun, fog, wet sand, surf, scenic background and reflections of both the wrecked sail boat and the shimmering sun in the wet sand). I'm delighted with the way this image and several others in the set turned out.
Nikon D60 Tamron 18-250 mm lens. Focal length 35 mm Exposed at 1/200 of a second at f7.1 ISO 100. As shot in the camera. No HDR or Photoshop and only some very minor post processing with Picnik to control the contrast level.
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Thank you all for the many comments, awards and faves. I'm overwhelmed (pleasantly so) by the response this image is receiving.
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Haven't been uploading for quite some time, I've been busy with studies. In fact, I've been having my final exams since last week. It's ending next Tuesday. (Finally) I'm supposed to be studying, but I can't resist editing and posting this photo :}
Nikon D7000 | 50mm | f/1.8 | 1/1250 sec | ISO 320
Listen to : Sarah Bareilles - Gonna Get Over You
San Juan de Gaztelugatxe
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The 38-foot dome in Preston Bradley Hall is thought to be the world's largest Tiffany dome, valued at an estimated $35 million. The many patterns in the ornately decorated room are influenced by nature. Among the organic shapes and textures are the scales of fish, which may be found in the dome and hanging Tiffany lamps. At the top of the dome are symbols of the Zodiac. The supporting arches are adorned with mosaic scrolls and rosettes bearing the symbols of 16th century master printers. The hall's east and west wings are accessible through large, graceful arches which bear the names of great writers of the western world. Inscriptions in ten languages extol the wisdom found in books.
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From Wikipedia:
Yoyogi National Gymnasium is an arena in Yoyogi Park, Tokyo, Japan. (It) is famous for its suspension roof design.
It was designed by Kenzo Tange and built between 1961 and 1964 to house swimming and diving events during the 1964 Summer Olympics.
The arena holds 10,500 people and is now primarily used for ice hockey and basketball.
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ISO Speed: 200
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A story of conflict from Lands of Classic Castle.
DISCLAIMER: No offense meant to my Loreesi builder friends...but you been talkin’ smack, and it’s time for your smack-down!
Sir Caelan Munro looked out from the shadows at the approaching invaders with a mixture of anger and regret. He did not want to do this, but it was both his duty and was absolutely necessary. The Loreesi army was neither justified nor welcome. Lenfald had sought peace, even as the opening battle began, but driven by a lust for power the Loreesi would not listen. At the Battle of Ainesford, Lenfald had fought the Loreesi’s game out in the open, and had been destroyed by his war elephants and cavalry. Now it was time to fight the Lenfel way, with brains instead of brawn. Today was payback time.
Caelan looked around at his own Scout Snipers, well-hidden in their green-dyed leather armor, with a mixture of pride and concern. He had trained them hard, they had done exceptionally well, and now he was about to put them in harm’s way for the very first time. He had formed them only three months ago along with his wily and highly-capable chief archer, Tavish. The King had just been murdered, and all the evidence pointed to the power-mad Loreesi. Their own prince had declared he could “be king in a fortnight”. Not likely, so long as Lenfald opposed him. And so Lenfald was targeted.
The invading army was forced to use this road, for it bypassed a boggy marsh and skirted a thick forest. That made this road a “choke point”. The forest was now at the Scout Snipers’ backs and would allow a quick escape through hidden paths which the desert-soldiers of Loreos would not easily find.
The lead army elements came and passed by their position, completely unaware of the two dozen Scout Snipers waiting to strike. Then the main target came into range: the first war elephant, all dressed up in flashy Loreesi gold and red trappings. Finery would not save it.
Caelan did not give the order to fire. That would be decided by Flannery, formerly of Lenfald’s logging industry. He knew how to cut a large tree so that it barely stood with just enough trunk left, waiting for the final blows. And Flannery timed it perfect. The moment his enormous axe struck the first hit, every archer, including Caelan, let fly. They had each been tracking a selected target, and Caelan had sought a burly Loreesi marching right by the elephant. Out of the corner of his eye he watched his men strike their targets suddenly out of nowhere, shocking their victims even when they missed, which was rare. Tavish shot a knight right in the neck and the nobleman tumbled backward off his horse. But not Caelan. He shot wide and to the left...archery was never his strong suit.
For the Loreesi, shock and dismay spread as seconds flew by in chaos. That chaos got much worse as Flannery’s second blow brought the great tree down. It came crashing down on the elephant, which tried to avoid it by lumbering to the right, only to crash into another tree and trample several men in the process. Flannery’s tree still nailed it squarely in the back, after crushing two of the four men riding it. The great animal was down, and despite it’s struggling would clearly never rise again. It would also never be used again to crush Lenfels under foot.
Three shots. That was Caelan’s rule, and then mandatory rapid withdrawal into the forest. He hated it; he far preferred a stand-up fight with his longsword and dirk, but with thousands of Loreesi here, it would be suicide. He aimed and took his second shot at one blindly charging their position. And missed. Meanwhile Tavish felled another knight. Caelan’s third shot was at the same man as before and he so close now that the young Lenfel knight could make out his eye color...finally a hit, yet only in the leg!
Caelan quickly glanced around and saw that some of his men were still shooting. “NOW!” he yelled at the top of his lungs and they turned in unison and quietly faded into the paths they had used to arrive. Behind them he could hear the Loreesi charging. They crashed into thickets, vines, and thorny bushes to no avail, their eyes not used to the low-light of the forest. For all their frustration they could find nothing, except Flannery's axe and his message left on his implement of destruction: "You want our trees? Here is how you get them". By the time they stumbled onto anything that looked like a path, the Scout Snipers were already at their horses and mounted, having seen their first action. Not a single Sniper was wounded. Over three dozen of the invaders would not live through the night.
Postscript.
While riding to their next ambush site, Tavish looked at Caelan and stated, “Sir, your archery has not improved in spite of much practice. How is it that a leader of archers is such a bad shot?”
Caelan returned the stare. “How is it your arrows only find noblemen?”
Aware of how sensitive this issue was in their society, Tavish merely grinned, “Only Loreesi knights. They hardly count anyways.”
2nd DISCLAIMER: No real elephants were harmed in the making of the MOC.
Previous Caelan stories:
Nach langer vergeblicher Suche habe ich schließlich mit Hilfe der Denkmaldatenbank Schleswig-Holstein (efi2.schleswig-holstein.de/dish/dish_pdf/dish_pdfgenerate...) das Gebäude identifizieren können: "Alter Friedhof der ev. Gemeinde, 1807 auf winkelförmigem Grundstück ... als Ersatz für den innerstädtischen Kirchhof neu angelegt. Zunächst eingeschossiges Torhaus aus den Backsteinen der Umfassungsmauer des alten Friedhofs am heutigen Markt errichtet, 1925 aufgestockt und zur Kapelle umgebaut. Historische Drehkreuze der Vorgängeranlage ebenfalls wiederverwendet." Die Drehkreuze sind übrigens am rechten Bildrand zu erkennen. Es handelt sich also um die Friedhofskapelle. Allerdings könnten Wegweiser an dem Haus auch bedeuten, dass sich die Friedhofsverwaltung ebenfalls hier befindet, beide mit Eingang von der Friedhofsseite.
After a long search in vain, I was finally able to identify the building with the help of the Schleswig-Holstein Monument Database (efi2.schleswig-holstein.de/dish/dish_pdf/dish_pdfgenerate...): ‘Old cemetery of the Protestant parish, 1807 on an angular plot ... newly laid out as a replacement for the town centre churchyard. Initially a single-storey gatehouse built from the bricks of the enclosing wall of the old cemetery at today's market, it was extended in 1925 and converted into a chapel. Historic turnstiles from the previous complex were also reused.’ The turnstiles can be recognised on the right-hand side of the picture. This is therefore the cemetery chapel. However, signposts on the building could also mean that the cemetery administration is also located here, both with an entrance from the cemetery side.
Plön ist die Kreisstadt des Kreises Plön in Schleswig-Holstein und hat knapp 9000 Einwohner. Wahrzeichen der Stadt ist das Schloss, das im 17. Jahrhundert erbaut wurde. Plön besitzt ein Gymnasium mit 300-jähriger Geschichte, ist Standort der Marineunteroffizierschule und Sitz des Max-Planck-Instituts für Evolutionsbiologie.
Inhaltsverzeichnis Plön liegt direkt am größten Binnensee Schleswig-Holsteins, dem Großen Plöner See, und ist eingebettet in die hügelige Seenlandschaft der Holsteinischen Schweiz. Nur 7,8 km² des Stadtgebietes sind Landfläche. Der Rest des Stadtgebietes verteilt sich auf elf Seen, die vollständig zur Stadt Plön gehören, und fünf weitere, an denen Plön einen Anteil hat.
Durch Erbteilungen innerhalb des dänischen Königshauses entstand 1622 das Herzogtum Schleswig-Holstein-Plön. Mit Errichtung des Plöner Schlosses anstelle der alten Burg 1633–1636 durch Herzog Joachim Ernst wurde Plön Hauptstadt des kleinen Fürstentums. Als Residenzstadt erfuhr Plön eine beträchtliche Aufwertung. So gründete Herzog Johann Adolph („Hans Adolf“) 1685 im Nordwesten der Stadt die Neustadt, um hier Handwerker anzusiedeln und damit die Wirtschaftskraft des Herzogtums zu steigern. Unter Friedrich Carl wurde das Schlossgebiet um mehrere barocke Gebäude und einen Lustgarten erweitert. Die Stadt besaß damals ca. 1000 Einwohner. 1761 fiel das Herzogtum an die dänische Krone zurück, da der letzte Herzog keine Erben hatte. Damit gehörte Plön bis zum Bundesexekution Ende 1863 wie das restliche Herzogtum Holstein einerseits zum dänischen Gesamtstaat, andererseits aber auch zum Heiligen Römischen Reich (bis 1806) bzw. zum Deutschen Bund. Es diente zeitweilig dem dänischen König als Sommerresidenz, blieb ansonsten aber eine Provinzstadt mit ungefähr 2000 Einwohnern. Mitte des 19. Jahrhunderts weilte der dänische Kronprinz einige Jahre zur Sommerfrische im Schloss, das seither seinen weißen Putz mit dem grauen Dach zeigt.
1867 wurde Plön, nun Teil Preußens, nach Inkrafttreten der preußischen Verwaltungsreform Kreisstadt. Die Hohenzollern-Prinzen erhielten ihre schulische Ausbildung zum Teil in Plön; die Prinzeninsel ist heute noch im Besitz des Hauses Hohenzollern. Für Besuche der Kaiserfamilie wurde ein eigener Bahnhof errichtet. König (später Kaiser) Wilhelm I. bestimmte 1868 das Schloss Plön zur Kadettenanstalt. Die ersten 100 Kadetten im Alter von 11 bis 13 Jahren zogen am 1. Mai jenes Jahres ein. Im Jahr 1896 beschloss Wilhelm II., der letzte deutsche Kaiser, seinen beiden ältesten Söhnen Wilhelm und Eitel Friedrich eine geistige und militärische Ausbildung in der Kadettenanstalt Plön zuteilwerden zu lassen. Nach dem Ersten Weltkrieg wurde daraus ein Internat, das 1933–1945 als Nationalpolitische Erziehungsanstalt diente. Seit 1946 war es wieder staatliches Internat und das bis 2000.
1891 gründete Emil Otto Zacharias mit finanzieller Unterstützung der preußischen Regierung und mehrerer Privatleute am Plöner See die erste „Biologische Station“ für Süßwasserforschung auf deutschem Boden als privates Forschungsinstitut. Nach seinem Tod übernahm August Thienemann die Leitung. Als Nachfolgeinstitution existierte lange das Max-Planck-Institut für Limnologie. Dieser Institutsstandort wurde, nach insgesamt 115 Jahren der limnologischen Forschung, als Max-Planck-Institut für Evolutionsbiologie auf andere Schwerpunkte ausgerichtet. Plön ist außerdem „Korporativ Förderndes Mitglied“ der Max-Planck-Gesellschaft.
Plön is the administrative centre of the County of Plön in Schleswig-Holstein and has just under 9,000 inhabitants. The town's landmark is thePalace, which was built in the 17th century. Plön has a grammar school with a 300-year history, is home to the naval non-commissioned officer school and the Max Planck Institute for Evolutionary Biology.
Plön is located directly on the largest inland lake in Schleswig-Holstein, the Großer Plöner See, and is embedded in the hilly lake landscape of Holstein Switzerland. Only 7.8 km² of the town area is land. The rest of the town area is divided between eleven lakes that belong entirely to the town of Plön and five others in which Plön has a share.
The Duchy of Schleswig-Holstein-Plön was created in 1622 through inheritance divisions within the Danish royal family. With the construction of Plön Castle in 1633-1636 by Duke Joachim Ernst to replace the old castle, Plön became the capital of the small principality. As a residential town, Plön was considerably upgraded. In 1685, Duke Johann Adolph ("Hans Adolf") founded the New Town in the north-west of the town in order to attract craftsmen and thus increase the economic power of the duchy. Under Friedrich Carl, several baroque buildings and a pleasure garden were added to the palace grounds. The town had a population of around 1000 at the time. In 1761, the duchy reverted to the Danish crown as the last duke had no heirs. This meant that Plön, like the rest of the Duchy of Holstein, belonged to the Danish state on the one hand, but also to the Holy Roman Empire (until 1806) and the German Confederation on the other, until the Confederation was decreed at the end of 1863. For a time, it served as a summer residence for the Danish king, but otherwise remained a provincial town with around 2000 inhabitants. In the middle of the 19th century, the Danish crown prince spent a few years at the castle for his summer retreat, which has retained its white plaster and grey roof ever since.
In 1867, Plön, now part of Prussia, became a County centre after the Prussian administrative reform came into force. Some of the Hohenzollern princes received their schooling in Plön; the Prinzeninsel is still owned by the House of Hohenzollern today. A railway station was built for visits by the imperial family. King (later Emperor) Wilhelm I designated Plön Castle as a cadet school in 1868. The first 100 cadets aged 11 to 13 moved in on 1 May of that year. In 1896, Wilhelm II, the last German emperor, decided to give his two eldest sons Wilhelm and Eitel Friedrich an intellectual and military education at the Plön cadet school. After the First World War, it became a boarding school, which served as a national political education centre from 1933 to 1945. It became a state boarding school again in 1946 until 2001.
In 1891, Emil Otto Zacharias founded the first "Biological Station" for freshwater research on German soil as a private research institute on Lake Plön with financial support from the Prussian government and several private individuals. After his death, August Thienemann took over the management. The Max Planck Institute for Limnology existed for a long time as a successor institution. After a total of 115 years of limnological research, this institute site was reorganised as the Max Planck Institute for Evolutionary Biology with a different focus. Plön is also a "Corporate Supporting Member" of the Max Planck Society.
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Glowing macro in selective colors.
Nikon D90 | Nikkor 50mm 1.8D @ 50 mm | 1/4000 @ f/1.8 | ISO 100 | WB : Daylight
Place: Lalian (لالیاں), Naran (Pakistan)
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One day too late but never too late to listen to them. One of the best parts of everyone's lifes.
Congrats and many thanks to the 50th birthday of the Beatles !!!
He's roller-coaster he's got early warning
He's got muddy water he's got mojo filter
He say "One and one and one is three"
Got to be good looking 'cause he's so hard to see
Come together right now over me.
tunes: beatles . come together www.youtube.com/watch?v=axb2sHpGwHQ&feature=related
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una de sus primeras fotos al llegar a casa, el 15 de agosto de 2008
one of the first shots when she arrived home, august 15th, 2008
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I have rejoined twitter after being away for over a year....most of my updates will be photographically related but there will be some crazy stuff in there too for fun!!!
This is a shot I have had for a couple years now....it never really worked for me but the other day I was thinking about it and decided to give it a whirl....Heck, I have posted much worse on here for sure.....This is waterfall in the Northern Cascades towards the East side....The afternoon light was starting to make its way through the trees but never really came through like I was hoping....Next time I get up here I plan on exploring this creek much further up...I have done some research and found there are a few other waterfalls up further!
Camera: Nikon D300
Exposure: 2 seconds
Aperture: f/16.0
Focal Length: 10 mm
ISO Speed: 100
Exposure Bias: 0 EV
LOL Yesterday I went back to see if my little Eastern Screech-Owl family was still there. I guess you can see that they were. Unfortunately, there were deeper into the trees this time..However, these two definately had they're eyes on ME..Aren't they cute? I just can't get enough of seeing them. Two owls are better than one hehehe ;)
"The Eastern Screech Owl was first described by Carolus Linnaeus (the Swedish naturalist who developed binomial nomenclature to classify and organise plants and animals), who classified it in 1758. The word "Asio" is attributed to Pliny the Elder in his "Naturalis Historia" around 77 AD, and is Latin for 'Horned Owl'. Eastern Screech Owls have also been called the common screech Owl, Ghost Owl, Dusk Owl, Little-eared Owl, Spirit Owl, Little Dukelet, Texas Screech-Owl, whickering Owl, little gray Owl, mottled Owl, the red Owl, the mouse Owl, the cat Owl, the shivering Owl, and the little horned Owl."
"The Eastern Screech Owl is a small, nocturnal, woodland Owl. There are two colour morphs, a gray phase and a reddish-brown phase."
This is double the pleasure isn't it? haha..Enjoy this cute pair of Eastern Screech Owls. Yes, it's true..I no longer have OWL ENVY now..Phew.
et mes petits camarades....
anne flickr.com/photos/12346165@N00/3302736355/in/pool-petitpr...
manue flickr.com/photos/olam/3302460131/in/pool-petitprojetcommun/
marine flickr.com/photos/8559973@N02/3302802025/
prof flickr.com/photos/26390076@N05/3300590168/
sam flickr.com/photos/28005804@N04/3300613214/
sophie www.flickr.com/photos/23741543@N04/3304636252/in/pool-pet...
paula www.flickr.com/photos/paula6805/3303514121/in/pool-petitp...
Street scene from Rawalpindi, inside the "old" city. This is not a tourist "souk" or bazaar, in fact, you never see any foreigner ! People are all the more happy to see you, discuss (even if it's in a broken english) and often, offer you tea ;-)
Merci de lire les explications en début d'album / Please read the explanations at the beginning of the set
Part of Pakistani Lifestyle (Recommended as a slideshow)
Esplanade des Invalides: a new anti-CPE demonstration on the 23 turned even more violent than the 18. A couple of photographers have been beaten up by provovateurs, a few cameras stolen, and large riots erupted in different places of this huge esplanade. At least 3 cars have been burnt as well as part of a building.
Here, a fireman is trying to extinguish the fire still burning under the car. He won't suceed, and shortly after, the firemen will have to flip the car on its side to expose the reservoir.
Part of Demonstrations
HDR image processed from 5 exposures with Photomatix Pro.
Seen and captured (this time with tripod :-) ) in Berne ... the lovely town where I was born. Showing Kramgasse in the medieval old town with the famous Zeitglockenturm in the background.
Explore 17/06/2010 #424
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This is my entry to the LCC Global Contest #6, Unrestricted category (AxB > 32x32).
Show your character preparing for rebellion against the Queen’s forces. This can be stockpiling/forging weapons, gathering intelligence on the enemy, secretly assembling troops, etc.
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The SEAL team split up. Wolfgang headed north to his father's lair to fetch the silver that Sir Caelan paid them. The rest of the gang bought some supplies in the nearby city of Grahnhaven and then moved to Uncle Woolsey's cave. They were supposed to meet Wolfgang here but he did not show up on the due date.
Four days passed by... The gang became concerned so they decided to head north and meet Wolfgang half way. They encountered some really depressed travellers on the road; all of them were complaining about the new Queen's forces who apparently started to gain control of this outlying area in southern Garheim too. A new patrol enforces the taxation orders of the Queen (which is basically "shut up and give us all your money").
The forest turned slowly into a rocky countryside. As they got around a huge boulder they ran right into the Queen's patrol.
"Halt! In the name of Queen Galainir, we demand that you pay the taxes!" said a black knight, the supposed commander of the patrol.
"But we are outlaws, good Sir knight! I thought her Highness had a we-charge-no-outlaws policy! Can't we just carry on? asked Söndör.
"None shall pass until you payed us!" the black knight looked at his troops and nodded towards the gang. The soldiers drew their weapons and started to surround them...
"As you wish, good Sir. How much do we need to pay?"
"Let's start with all your money! And the wagon... If we take the wagon, we also take the supplies on it, so you don't have to carry those heavy goods. Just to show you how generous I am, I let you keep your weapons.
There was nothing to do. The team was outnumbered, their weapons were on the wagon and the soldiers were just waiting for a suspicious movement to storm them. The gang handed over all their possession and hit the road followed by the laughter and taunts of the soldiers.
"That is just great!" said Zlorf. "Wolfgang won't be thrilled. He was not fond of the Queen till now, but he will be enraged, especially when we tell him that not only our supplies have been confiscated but Oinky and Porky too!"
"I agree, let's find him for starters." said Letz.
To be continued...
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La primavera de Vivaldi - Els Pinyons
Ayer paseé por primera vez por un lugar de ensueño...
El Jardín Botánico-Histórico de La Concepción de Málaga...
Es un paseo espectacular viajas a través del mudo por su flora...con auténticas selvas tropicales, bosques y jardines de todo tipo...con una temperatura increíble en algunos de ellos....
El Espectáculo por antonomasia en estos días es la floración de la Glicinia una maravillosa planta que en su floración -solo dura 15 días al año- da unos ramilletes de flores moradas absolutamente preciosos, que envuelven el ambiente con un suave aroma a vainilla...
El cenador de la imagen te transporta a otro mundo es un sueño total y fantástico...
también puedes ver como la planta trepa por las palmeras llegando a alcanzar en algunos casos los 20 metros de altura....
El espectáculo de la naturaleza en estado puro..
Buen Fin de Semana & Feliz Semana Santa a Todos..
Gracias & Besos
I took a walk yesterday for the first time by a dream place…
The Botanical-Historical Garden of the Conception of Malaga…
It is a spectacular stroll you travel through dumb by his flora. with authentic tropical forests, forests and gardens of all type…with an incredible temperature in some of them….
The main Spectacle in these days is the flowering of the Glicinia a wonderful plant that in its flowering - it only lasts 15 days to the year- gives branch of absolutely precious mulberry flowers, that surround the atmosphere with a smooth aroma to vanilla…
The cenador of transports you to the image to another world is a total and fantastic dream…
also you can see as the plant climb by the palms arriving to reach in some cases the 20 meters of height….
The Epectacle of the Nature in pure state....
Good Weekend & Happy Easter to All. ..
Thanks & Kisses
nonostante tutto... è di nuovo primavera
distagon 25mm f2,8
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This is a close crop of a photo I took of Chihuly's glass art exhibit at the Desert Botanical Garden in Phoenix, Arizona. I used the Photoshop filter "Fractalius" to enhance the photo and focus on the beautiful colors and shapes. These colorful glass globes are presented stacked in a rowboat in the desert landscape!
Dale Chihuly's glass art exhibition at the Garden is named "Chihuly: The Nature of Glass" and Chihuly's work is displayed from November 22, 2008 to May 31, 2009. The Nature of Glass exhibit features new and unique works of glass artfully located throughout the Garden. Dale Chihuly is known for his innovative glass sculptures, and his work is immediately recognizable for its grand scale and vibrant colors. This is Chihuly's first exhibition in an outdoor desert environment.
“The artist permits and encourages photography of the artwork in this exhibition for educational and non-commercial use only.”
INFORMATION ON ARTIST DALE CHIHULY:
Dale Patrick Chihuly (b. September 20, 1941 in Tacoma, Washington, United States) is an American glass sculptor. Chihuly graduated from high school in Tacoma. Supported by his mother, after his brother George's death in a flight-training accident in Florida and his father's death of a heart attack, he enrolled at the College of the Puget Sound (now University of Puget Sound) in 1959.
In 1967, he received a Master of Science in sculpture from the University of Wisconsin-Madison, Chihuly lives and works in his 25,000 square foot (2300 m²) studio, nicknamed "The Boathouse" for its former use, on Lake Union. Since losing the vision in one of his eyes in a car accident in 1976, Chihuly (who wears an eyepatch) no longer has the depth perception necessary to handle the molten glass himself. Instead, he conceptualizes each project with paint and canvas and then employs a team of artists to do the work.
About his work: His fascination with abstract nature forms comes from his mother's garden in Tacoma, Washington. One of his sculptures would be prominently displayed on the sitcom Frasier, which is set in nearby Seattle. His love for the ocean and its creatures is also reflected in his art.
Over the past forty years, Chihuly's glass sculptures have explored color, design, and assemblage. Although his work varies in size and color, he is best known for his multipart blown masterpieces. Also interested in Irish culture, he has produced a sizeable volume of "Irish cylinders," which are more modest in conception than his blown glass works.
Some of Chihuly's works cover whole ceilings of casinos and hotels, while others are hand-sized abstract flowers. Chihuly uses intense colors to bring his work to life. He is also known for using neon and argon.
Chihuly uses nature as a setting for his pieces, and tries to create his pieces as though they are part of nature. He sometimes entwines his pieces around tree branches and trunks. He also suspends them in space and floats them in water. Although it is not widely known, some components of Chihuly's installations (for example, the stacked aqua-colored chunks that decorate the Tacoma "Bridge of Glass") are made of an acrylic-type material rather than glass.
Source: Wikipedia
hoverfly... good for gardens! (thanks, nutmeg66!!!) supping on a cosmos bloom
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as always, you can check out my Explore set here: www.flickr.com/photos/starlisa/sets/72157594588852642/
or my most interesting 30 shots here:
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woo woo~! thank you all, Explore #20 tonight September 7 (0r is it the 8th now?)
Goodnight!
Beautiful calm morning at Pitt Lake in Pitt Meadows near Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada.
About this photo: Last week my friend and I enjoyed a lovely fall day in our area. We drove out to Pitt Lake in Pitt Meadows near Vancouver, BC, Canada. It was a fairly sunny day and while walking along the trail I still found some fall colours at the marshes. I loved how the sun was shining on the colours full trees across the marsh which was calm and allowed for some lovely reflections.
We had a wonderful time that day which was followed by a delicious late lunch at nearby restaurant. We had a fun filled day with beautiful views.
~Camera Settings:
*Camera Model: Sony ILCA-77m2
*Focal Length: 45mm
*F-Number: F/8
*Exposure Time: 1/160 sec.
*ISO Speed: ISO-100
*Exposure Program: Manual Mode (M)
Thank you for dropping by!
Ann :)
Some information on the Pitt Lake area: Pitt Lake is located in Grant Narrows Regional Park in Pitt Meadows which is about 45 minutes east of downtown Vancouver. Pitt Lake is the second-largest lake in the Lower Mainland of British Columbia, being about 53.5 square km (20.5 square mi) in area. It is about 25km (15.6mi) long and about 4.5km (2.8mi) wide at its widest, and is also one of the world's largest tidal lakes, its confluence with the Fraser being only a few miles upstream from that river's estuary into the Strait of Georgia. Its southern tip, where the Pitt River resumes, is 40km (25mi) east of downtown Vancouver.
The upper Pitt River valley is a typical U-shaped glacial valley in the Coast Mountains of British Columbia. The over-deepening of the lower end of the valley over the span of the Wisconsin glaciation created a trough over 140m (462ft) below current sea level. After initial glacial retreat at around 13,000 years ago a saltwater fjord occupied this basin when relative sea levels were still ca 120m (396ft) to 140m (462ft) above current levels in the region. Unlike neighbouring Indian Arm and Howe Sound farther west this fjord basin became cut off by sedimentation of the lower Fraser River by ca 10,500 years ago and is now considered a tidal fjord lake.
The community of Pitt Meadows occupies the marshy lowland at the southern end of the lake, some of which has become drained and is known as the Pitt Polder. Just southwest of the lake is the community of Port Coquitlam, which is across the Pitt River from Pitt Meadows. At the north end of the lake is a locality named Alvin, which is a transport and shipping point for logging companies and their employees. The Upper Pitt, meaning the valley upstream from the lake, is considered BC's best fly-fishing rivers and one of its best steelhead streams.
The lake is popular with boaters and canoeists, but is prone to heavy winds and rains as well as big waves (due to its great depth). The mountain range on its east flank comprises Golden Ears Provincial Park, its basin to the north is in southern Garibaldi Provincial Park, while the mountain range on its west, northeast of Vancouver's Coquitlam Lake watershed reservoir, is Pinecone Burke Provincial Park. The waterfront and foreshore of the lake and river are public-access and include extensive migratory wildfowl habitat. There is a destination golfing resort in the Pitt Polder area called Swan-e-set.
The area along the east side of the lake is somewhat famous for being the reputed location of Slumach's lost gold mine, the location of many failed and sometimes disastrous searches for the alleged murderer's lost gold mine. (Info from Wikipedia).
Icy wind blows between the houses, flashes quickly in the night on the streets of the rotten city. A shade, a woman, her eyes are shiver and charm, her look magnetize you, it won't let you go.
The photoshoot shows the creature in an own perspective, who became nowadays very popular in books, films and series. The vampire. The immortal being of the past, the present and the future.
Look at the whole series!
Az időn át - Vámpír krónikák (a jelen)
Jeges szél süvít a házak közt, fürgén cikázik az éjszakában a romlott város utcáin. Egy árny, egy nő, a szeme borzongás és igézet, megbűvöl a tekintete, nem ereszt.
A sorozat saját szemszögünkből mutatja be azt a lényt, aki mára oly divatossá vált könyvekben, filmekben és tévésorozatokban. A vámpírt. A múlt, a jelen és a jövő alakját, aki halhatatlansággal bír.
Nézd meg a sorozat többi darabját is!
Info:
Concept, model: Ágnes Vincze
Makeup artist: Dóra Vízhányó
Hair stylist: Gábor Antal
Strobist info:
Metz 58 AF-1 @ 1/4 power at camera right 80º into a reflective white umbrella, fired with Phottix Tetra PT-04II wireless trigger
Strobist.hu info:
Metz 58 AF-1 @ 1/4 teljesítményen kamera jobb 80º-ról, fehér visszaverő ernyőbe Phottix Tetra PT-04II-vel indítva.
Ho soffiato sulle nuvole
di TITTY(bio.)
Ho soffiato sulle nuvole addensate sui miei ricordi,
ho fermato lacrime sospese nel vuoto,
distillate nel cuore,
perse tra sibili di vento,
ho cercato fate evanescenti disperse tra i fiori di lavanda e il cielo piangente di un agosto dimenticato,
ho incatenato sogni dipingendoli con pennelli colorati,
ho navigato su un mare di vortici,
vela spinta da un tempo d'oblio
e sono rimasta appesa a rimpianti,
cent'anni in una mano e nell'altra scintille di stelle.
I have blown on the clouds
of TITTY (bio.)
I have blown on the clouds thickened on my memories,
I have stopped tears it suspended in the void,
you distill in the heart,
lost among hisses of wind,
I have looked for lost evanescent fairies between the flowers of lavender and the crying sky of one forgotten August,
I have chained dreams painting them with colored brushes,
I have sailed on a sea of vortexes,
it veils pushed from once of forgetfulness
and I have been suspended to regrets,
one hundred years in a hand and in the other sparks of stars.
He soplado sobre las nubes
de TITTY(bio.)
He soplado sobre las nubes condensadas de mis recuerdos,
he parado lágrimas suspendidas en el vacío,
destiladas en el corazón,
perdidas entre silbidos de viento,
he buscado hadas borrosas náufragas entre las flores de lavanda y el cielo llorante de un agosto olvidado,
he encadenado sueños pintándolos con pinceles colorados,
he navegado sobre un mar de remolinos,
vela empujada de un tiempo de olvido
y he quedado colgada a añoranzas,
ciento años en una mano y en las otras chispas de estrellas.