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It is not a great photo, but it's my way to celebrate that today two years ago I quit smoking, and that has changed my life for better. I take advantage to encourage all the smokers to leave the vice, that although is difficult, it's possible. After 24 years smoking without stop, I chose the difficult walk, to leave it suddenly and without aid of nothing nor of nobody... and I can tell it.
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No es una gran foto, pero es mi manera de celebrar que hoy hace dos años que dejé de fumar, y eso me ha cambiado la vida para mejor. Aprovecho para animar a todos los fumadores a dejar el vicio, que aunque es difícil es posible. Tras 24 años fumando sin parar, yo elegí el camino difícil, de golpe y sin ayuda de nada ni de nadie... y puedo contarlo.
¡¡En el puesto 204 de Explore el 12/11/2008!!
.First of all credit for this shot goes to Mary who took this on Friday morning while I was struggling to get into work. She took it from our bedroom window and I think it’s a really fine shot (had to say that obviously). Looking at the pic it looks like we live in the middle of nowhere in fact we are fairly close to the City centre, Hull University is just behind the trees. We have lived here 20 years and have never seen it look so wintryTHANKS FOR YOUR VISIT HAVE A GREAT DAY
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Mein Wald, mein Leben
Ich sah den Wald im Sonnenglanz,
Vom Abendrot beleuchtet,
Belebt von düstrer Nebel Tanz,
Vom Morgentau befeuchtet:
Stets blieb er ernst, stets blieb er schön,
Und stets mußt' ich ihn lieben.
Die Freud' an ihm bleibt mir besteh'n,
Die andern all zerstieben.
Ich sah den Wald im Sturmgebraus,
Vom Winter tief umnachtet,
Die Tannen sein in wirrem Graus,
Vom Nord dahingeschlachtet;
Und lieben mußt' ich ihn noch mehr,
Ihn meiden könnt' ich nimmer.
Schön ist er, düsterschön und hehr,
Und Heimat bleibt er immer.
Ich sah mit hellen Augen ihn,
Und auch mit tränenvollen;
Bald hob er meinen frohen Sinn,
Bald sänftigt' er mein Grollen.
In Sommersglut, in Winterfrost, -
Konnt' er mir mehr nicht geben, -
So gab er meinem Herzen Trost;
Und drum: Mein Wald, mein Leben!
Emerenz Meier
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she stood in the cold.
she stared at the fire.
the woods are our warmth now.
she told herself.
we must trust the woods to give us our flame.
i didn't take this today. i'm still in that, i can't move. i cant do work. keep breathing. stage.
like everything is done calmy and delicately as if not to break myself.
but i'm not going to break. i'm not a twig.
sometimes im just too dramatic.
and i cant tell if im actually not okay, or just pretending i'm not.
i'm thinking too much.
43/365
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Madrid (Spain).
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The Jardines del Buen Retiro or Parque del Buen Retiro (literally "Gardens" or "Park of the Pleasant Retreat"), or simply El Retiro, the "Lungs of Madrid", is the main park of the city of Madrid, capital of Spain.
The Parque del Buen Retiro is a large and popular 1.4 km² (350-acre) park at the edge of the city center, very close to the Puerta de Alcalá and not far from the Museo del Prado. A magnificent park, filled with beautiful sculpture and monuments, galleries, a peaceful lake and host to a variety of events, it is one of Madrid's premier attractions. The park is entirely surrounded by the present-day city.
In 1505, at the time of Isabella I (r. 1474–1504) the Monasterio de Jerónimos was moved from an unsuitable location elsewhere to the present site of Iglesia de San Jerónimo el Real, and a new monastery built in Isabelline Gothic style. The royal family had a retreat built as part of the church.
King Philip II (r. 1556–1598) moved the Spanish court to Madrid in 1561. Philip had the Retiro enlarged by his architect Juan Bautista de Toledo, and formal avenues of trees were laid out. Here, at the Palacio del Buen Retiro, the king could withdraw during Lent, bringing the court with him.
The "Jardines del Buen Retiro" were extended in the 1620s, when Gaspar de Guzmán, Count-Duke of Olivares, Philip IV's powerful favourite, gave the king several tracts of land in the vicinity for the Court's recreational use. Olivares determined to build, in a place that the king liked, a royal house which should be superior to those villas that Roman nobles had lately been setting up in the hillyt outskirts of Rome. Although this second royal residence was to be built in what were then outlying areas of Madrid, it was actually not far from the existing Alcázar or fortress residence, and the location in a cool, wooded area proved to be ideal.
More info: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parque_del_Buen_Retiro
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Los Jardines del Buen Retiro, popularmente conocidos como El Retiro, son un parque de 118 hectáreas situado en Madrid. Es uno de los lugares más significativos de la capital española.
Los Jardines tienen su origen entre los años 1630 y 1640, cuando el Conde-Duque de Olivares (Don Gaspar de Guzmán y Pimentel), valido de Felipe IV (1621–1665), le regaló al rey unos terrenos que le habían sido cedidos por el Duque de Fernán Núñez para el recreo de la Corte en torno al Monasterio de los Jerónimos de Madrid. Así, con la reforma del Cuarto Real que había junto al Monasterio, se inició la construcción del Palacio del Buen Retiro. Contaba entonces con unas 145 hectáreas. Aunque esta segunda residencia real iba a estar en lo que en aquellos tiempos eran las afueras de la villa de Madrid, no estaba excesivamente lejos del alcázar y resultó ser un lugar muy agradable por estar en una zona muy boscosa y fresca.
Bajo la dirección de los arquitectos Giovanni Battista Crescenzi y Alonso Carbonell se construyeron diversos edificios, entre ellos el teatro del Buen Retiro que acogió representaciones teatrales de los grandes del Siglo de Oro, Calderón de la Barca y Lope de Vega. Perduran aún el Casón del Buen Retiro, antiguo Salón de Baile, el Museo del Ejército, antaño Salón de Reinos con sus paredes decoradas con pinturas de Velázquez, Zurbarán y frescos de Lucas Jordán y los jardines.
Éstos se levantaron al mismo tiempo que el palacio, trabajando en ellos, entre otros, Cosme Lotti, escenógrafo del Gran Duque de Toscana, y edificándose una leonera para la exhibición de animales salvajes y una pajarera para aves exóticas. El estanque grande, escenario de naumaquias y espectáculos acuáticos, el estanque ochavado o de las campanillas y la ría chica pertenecen a este período inicial.
A lo largo de la historia, en este conjunto se han ido efectuando modificaciones, no siempre planificadas, que cambiaron la fisonomía del jardín, como el Parterre diseñado durante el reinado de Felipe V (1700–1746), la Real Fábrica de Porcelana del Buen Retiro en tiempos de Carlos III (1759–1788) o el Observatorio Astronómico, obra de Juan de Villanueva, reinando Carlos IV (1788–1808). El rey Carlos III fue el primero en permitir el acceso de los ciudadanos al recinto, siempre que cumpliesen con la condición de ir bien aseados y vestidos.
Más info: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buen_Retiro
Presa de Rules, Granada (Spain).
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The Rio Guadalfeo is a small river in Andalucia, Spain between the Sierra Nevada mountain range and the coastal ranges of Sierra de la Contraviesa and Lujar.
This river is formed by the merging of three rivers, the Rio Poqueira, Río Trevélez, and Cadiar. The Poqueira and the Trevelez join shortly before the confluence with the Cadiar near the town of Orgiva. The river flows through the region of La Alpujarra for much of its course and enters the sea near Motril after passing through a spectacular gorge between the Lujar and Chapparal mountains. Although it is often dried up by this point, its waters are often used for agricultural purposes. The Rules dam was recently built across the river near Velez de Benaudalla at the head of the gorge, resulting in the creation of a large reservoir and the flooding of a section of the river valley.
Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guadalfeo_River
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El Guadalfeo es un río de la provincia de Granada, en el sur de España. Nace en el término municipal de Bérchules y desemboca en el Mar Mediterráneo, entre Salobreña y Motril, en la provincia de Granada. Se trata de un río de marcado carácter nivopluvial y torrencial, de una longitud de 71 km. Sus principales afluentes son: río Ízbor, río Sucio, río Chico, río Poqueira y río Trevélez. Su desembocadura riega la fértil vega de Motril.
Fuente: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guadalfeo
[...]
Quando meno mi stimo
più mi vengono riconosciuti meriti,
quando meno chiedo
più mi si offre,
quando meno sono disposta a prendere di più
mi si chiede di accettare,
quando necessito di tutte le braccia possibili
è il momento in cui vi sento più lontani
e non riesco a credere che sia solo una mia percezione.
[...]
Stefania Contardi
Nello spazio che adesso riempi c’è
Succo acerbo di densi silenzi che
Colleziono da tempo
Come schegge d’inferno
Cunit, Tarragona (Spain).
... with this song.
... con esta canción.
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The Carnival of Cunit is the oldest of the region of the Baix Penedès as we understand it at the moment since it is being celebrated of uninterrupted way from 1988; they are practically 2 weeks of different playful acts and celebration that has like central event great the cavalcade of carnival.
The cavalcade is celebrated the Saturday of carnival and is headed by Her Majesty Carnestoltes, “king of insolents” and the queen of carnival and her ladies (chosen in an act celebrated in the middle of August of the previous year); behind them it follows to him more than 60 groups of krewes and floats of all Penedès and part of Tarragona with a participation in 2006 of more than 4,500 different people disguised of thematic. The cavalcade leaves the railway station and finalizes in the square of Catalonia (square of the Casal). The route of cavalcade has a length of 3.5 kilometers where they are possible to be reunited up to 30,000 watching people (as much disguised as not). At the end of the cavalcade most of groups they go to the Platja de Calafell to make another cavalcade there.
The midnight after cavalcade is celebrated the great dance of carnival where they are distributed the prizes to the best groups as well as to the more original individual disguises, balconies and showcases of stores better adorned.
Sunday is celebrated the infantile carnival infantile with groups of animation and a "chocolatada" for the assistants when finalizing the act.
The carnivals finalize Wednesday with the burial of the sardine, in which is made a small cavalcade by the town taking for a walk the body of the Carnestoltes and finalizes in the station where is made popular "sardinada".
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El Carnaval de Cunit es el más antiguo de la comarca del Baix Penedès tal y como lo entendemos actualmente ya que lleva desde el 1988 celebrándose de manera ininterrumpida; prácticamente son 2 semanas de diferentes actos lúdicos y de fiesta que tiene como evento central la gran rúa de carnaval.
La rúa se celebra el sábado de carnaval y es encabezada por S.M. el Carnestoltes, "rei dels pocasoltes" y la reina de carnaval y sus damas (elegidas en un acto celebrado a mediados de agosto del año anterior); detrás de ellos le sigue más de 60 grupos de comparsas y carrozas de todo el Penedés y parte de Tarragona con una participación en el 2006 de más de 4.500 personas disfrazadas de diferentes temáticas. La rúa sale de la estación de ferrocarril y finaliza en la plaza de Cataluña (plaza del Casal). El recorrido de la rúa tiene una longitud de 3,5 kilómetros dónde se pueden reunir hasta 30.000 personas espectadoras (tanto disfrazadas como no). Al termino de ésta la mayoría de grupos se dirigen a La Platja de Calafell para realizar allí otra rúa.
La medianoche después de la rúa se celebra el gran baile de carnaval dónde se reparten los premios a los mejor grupos así como a los disfraces individuales más originales, balcones y escaparates de tiendas mejor adornados.
El domingo se celebra el carnaval infantil con grupos de animación y chocolatada para los asistentes al finalizar el acto.
Los carnavales finalizan el miércoles con el entierro de la sardina, en el cual se realiza una pequeña rúa por el pueblo paseando el cuerpo del Carnestoltes y finaliza en la estación dónde se realiza una sardinada popular.
Fuente: es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cunit
EXPLORED!!
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Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit lonely
And you're never coming round.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit tired
Of listening to the sound of my tears.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit nervous
That the best of all the years have gone by.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit terrified
And then I see the look in your eyes.
Turnaround bright eyes
every now and then I fall apart.
Turnaround bright eyes
every now and then I fall apart.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit restless
And I dream of something wild.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit helpless
And I'm lying like a child in your arms.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit angry
And I know I've got to get out and cry.
Turnaround
every now and then I get a little bit terrified
But then I see the look in your eyes.
Turnaround bright eyes
every now and then I fall apart.
Turnaround bright eyes
every now and then I fall apart.
And I need you now tonight
and I need you more than ever
And if you'll only hold me tight we'll be holding on forever
And we'll only be making it right cause we'll never be wrong together
We can take it to the end of the line.
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark.
We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks.
I really need you tonight - forever's gonna start tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight.
Once upon a time I was falling in love but now I'm only falling apart.
There's nothing I can do - a total eclipse of the heart.
Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only love in the dark.
Nothing I can say - a total eclipse of the heart.
Turnaround bright eyes
turnaround bright eyes.
Turnaround
every now and then I know you'll never be
The boy you always wanted to be.
Turnaround
but every now and then I know you'll always be
The only boy who wanted me the way that I am.
Turnaround
every now and then I know there's no one
In the universe as magical and wonderous as you
Turnaround
every now and then I know
There's nothing any better and there's nothing that I just wouldn't do.
Turnaround bright eyes
everynow and then I fall apart.
Turnaround bright eyes
everynow and then I fall apart.
And I need you now tonight
and I need you more than ever
...
Once upon a time I was falling in love but now I'm only falling apart...
A total eclipse of the heart
a total eclipse of the heart.
Turnaround bright eyes
turnaround bright eyes
turnaround.
I've had this idea in my head for ages and don't know whether I had it before or after I saw Tim Wallace's (Ambient Life) shot. I like to think it was before, but if not well it's a total rip of his. I've been waiting for the exact conditions to get it and tonight they finally came together. The low sun and cloud formation worked a treat and the sea was sweeping in far enough to eradicate my foot prints but not strong enough to either move or wash away the chair.
All in all I'm pleased.
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SB800 in Shoot Thru Brolly Camera Right to Light up Models
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Nikon D300
Sigma 18-50mm 2.8
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Another shot from the 2 SiiCK crew of my self and Stephen.....This was shot in an alley near our studio. I had been walking back there quite a bit as I LOVED that wall and that gated door. So we went out and shoot behind the alley after the end of the day and that business had closed down. I was setting up another shot, when Steve saw this shot and mentioned it to me. We lit it up and I took the shot, I think it came out AWESOME.....Me and Steve are really finding our groove working together. Sometimes I see shots while he sets up things and vice versa....things are gonna HEAT up real quick here in The OC.....Here we come!!!
Hector
Today I began a series at the Riverside Cemetery of Saddle Brook, NJ. I have never done this type of shooting before, and generally try to spend as little time as possible in a cemetery, considering that sooner or later I will do so permanently--anyway. :-)
Unless the light is of dramatic quality, most of the shots are pedestrian and forgettable.
But the beauty of Photoshop lies in its ability to facilitate emotional content in our images. And sometimes an image which finds itself inside the circular file gets a reprieve based on a second, thoughtful look. Such is the case with this one.
I love how the Ivy encroaches on this graveside, but also feel a twinge of sadness for a forgotten person with no more connection to succeeding generations. In many ways that is a more final death.
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Scattata dalla macchina.. al volo.
Taken from the car
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I wonder if anybody knows in which country this special tattoo is used. I have never seen this special tattoos on the fingertips, toes and on the sole of the foot.
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Els Anserins (Anserinae) són una subfamília dels anàtids (família Anatidae) que conté els cignes i les oques autèntiques. Una classificació alternativa (vegeu Terres & NAS, 1991), separa aquests grups en dues subfamílies, els Anserinae, que inclouria les oques i els ànecs arboris, i els Cignins (Cygninae), que inclouria els cignes.
ESP:
Oca y ganso son sinónimos, se refieren a la misma especie, pertenece a la familia de los anátidos, es un animal domestico de gran tamaño, de plumaje gris y blanco, a bandas en el dorso y en el flanco, con patas fuertes y aptas para andar y su alimentación es esencialmente vegetal, son aves cautelosas que graznan al menor signo de peligro.
Awwwwww! • Yesterday we went to celebrate our National holiday with ze big croud in some park not too far away. Was pretty cool... Inflated games for the kids, a band and then fireworks! Man... For a local thing, 30 minutes of fireworks is awesome. I took so many shots but realized I have to practice. So this is Eddy and me (see where he gets the curls from?!) waiting in line to go in the squid... Don't ask.
So next week it's Canada Day... Yay, some more festivities and some more fireworks. So anyone with tips to shoot fireworks, I'm all open to it! ;)
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
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
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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
Triggered via PocketWizards
Big thanks to Teresa for loaning us the petticoat, again.
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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I'm amazed I managed to rally in time to get this shot done today before Lost tonight. Let me back up. I went to Urgent Care this morning to get my leg checked out since I still can't walk. Turns out I tore my calf muscle and fascia in my right leg. The good news is that I didn't rupture my achilles tendon, so I won't need surgery. The bad news is that it's going to be 4-6 weeks before I can even think about running, jumping, playing soccer, or anything else that I actually want to do with my leg. But I'm thankful because it could be worse. I have to keep reminding myself of that. Anyway, the doctor gave me a prescription for Percocet to help with the pain. I had some issues with nausea when I took Vicodin a few years back, so he thought Percocet would be a good alternative.
WRONG!
About forty-five minutes after taking it, I hit a brick wall of nausea and was completely laid up for the rest of the afternoon, petrified that I was going to throw up. Did I mention that I do NOT throw up? I do everything in my power to avoid it at all costs, no matter what. Even when I know I will feel better afterwards. No thank you. Anyway, today sucked. That's pretty much the point of the story. But I managed to get this shot off for this week's Emulation Challenge in My Face is My Canvas. Can you believe this is our 25th week of emulation challenges??? If you haven't already checked out the group and you have even the slightest interest in face art photography, you owe it to yourself to stop by. And for those of you who haven't played in a while...hey, we miss you! ;)
Ok, time to watch the rest of last week's Lost in preparation for tonight's episode. Michelle and Daynna, prepare for the onslaught of texts and BBMs.
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I started writing something about landscape and colours for this photograph but realised I wasn’t feeling any of it. What I feel when I look at this photo is tranquillity, a sense of peace, a sense of joy and wonder and a realisation that we are incredibly lucky to live in such a beautiful world. So why are we hell bent on destroying it? Not just nature; but each other. Why do all news stories talk about violence, destruction and discrimination? Why have we become such hateful, vengeful beasts? Why don’t we show compassion anymore? Why don’t we ever repent our actions? Is this what we are evolving into?
I wish I had more answers.
This gonna be my last sunrise photo for a little while! You know, waking up at 4:30am, then drive another hour to the location, isn't an easy task to me after all!! =P
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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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A young buck strolls though the park as the sun breaks though the Pacific fog deep in the redwood forest. My wife and while out driving without knowing where we were going had accidentally discovered a nearby redwood park that was often laden with fog from San Francisco Bay. At the time, all I had was a simple point and shoot Olympus camera and we didn't have all the filters you would have with an SLR camera and I had not yet learned to use the manual modes. The walk through the park remarkable but unfortunately the camera just wasn't up to the task of taking the pictures under these conditions.
I never throw away an image and I was glad I held on to this one. As I was digging though my old photographs and realized that this shot had some potential especially given that I've learned a lot about Camera RAW And Photoshop. One of the things I had recently learned was that you could load the old JPEG images in Camera RAW. With a bit of work in Camera RAW and then Photoshop, I had a photograph that reminded me of that day and made hanging on to the image worth it all.
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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.
My husband is starting to have a pretty good eye. I don't even have to say "Stop!" anymore when I see something good on our travels. Only, when he is in a hurry to get home, I can tell because he looks at me out of the corner of his eye hoping I didn't see what he saw! But, I always do!
Spotted on our way home from up north last weekend on M-66.
After a 3 day absence...:Flash" came home again...I think he was out looking for a "Special Mate "...lol...we got up to 4 inches of new snow also...I was down taking photos of him...and I always talk to my friend...If my neighbors see me by the brushpile..in the woods...(what appears to them that I am talking to myself)....I am afraid they may call "The Crazy Bus "...to "Happy Hollow "....lol....
Below...Snooping for more "Freebies."...and his "Brushpile"....
After some rich colour I am back to my favourite black and whites for some much needed serenity.
It’s been a strange week. I read about some incredible initiatives for protecting and conserving elephants earlier in the week but then I read about the Dallas Safari Club. Don’t know if you guys know this but they were auctioning off an actual ‘hunt’ of an African bull elephant to raise money for conservation purposes. I can’t even get through that sentence without making my blood boil. Not only is the idea of hunting critically endangered ideas for sport baffling, the fact that it is done in the name of conservation is just sad.
Trophy hunting is not new to people of such elite and entitled clubs. The club’s CEO in fact said there are some parts of Africa which are ‘over populated’ with elephants and their efforts would in fact benefit ‘such’ areas. And this is a long standing tradition, last year they auctioned a hunt for a black rhino in Namibia for a whopping $350,000 and even made it clear than if the government doesn’t allow them to bring the carcass back to the USA, they would not donate the money for conservation! What does this tell us? Their claims of working for conservation is nothing but a farce and these poor animals are worth more dead than alive, adorning some rich hunters’ wall while he regales his guests with tales of his hunt.
Due to intense public pressure the elephant hunt has been called off for the time being. But there are other similar trophy hunting clubs out there. And we have an obligation to stop them where we can. These are worrying times for our rhinos and elephants and there is absolutely no place for trophy hunting, irrespective of how much money misguided hunters are ready to pay for their adventures in the wild.
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The Modern Art Museum of Fort Worth's building was designed by the Japanese architect Tadao Ando and opened in 2002. The Modern is located in Fort Worth's celebrated Cultural District, directly opposite the Kimbell Art Museum, designed by Louis I. Kahn, and near the Amon Carter Museum, designed by Philip Johnson. Ando's design, which embodies the pure, unadorned elements of a modern work of art, is comprised of five long, flat-roofed pavilions situated on a 1.5 acre pond.