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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.
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Listen No Te Olvides de Mí - Diana Navarro
¡Ay que ver, como quema la luna¡
cuando tu no estas aquí
como pesa la noche en mi cama
si me acuerdo de ti
¡ay que ver, como duele en mis venas¡
el amor que te dí
el sabor de mis últimas penas
que pené para ti
iaiaiaiaiaaaaaaa
no te olvides de mí
iaiaiaiaiaaaaaaa
aaaaaa
¡ay que ver, como mata el dolor¡
el frio y el calor
como sabe de ingrato el sabor
del amor
aaaaaaaaaaaaay
aaaaaaaaaaaaay
aaaaaaaaaaaaaay
¡ay que ver, como amargan los besos¡
que al final me perdí
como matan aquellos recuerdos
que se acuerdan de ti
iaiaiaiaiaaaaaaa
no te olvides de mí
iaiaiaiaiaaaaaaa
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aaaaaaaaaaaay
aaaaaaaaaaaay
iaiaiaiaiaaaaaaa
no te olvides de mi
iaiaiaiaiaaaaaaa
iaiaiaiaiaaaaaaa
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This woman has to be admired for having one of the most amazing voices in Spain. Traditional Spanish songs are reborn with her incredible range and phrasing. She is a Spanish Nana Mouskouri. God bless her!!
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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I've got my memories
They're always
Inside of me
But I can't go back
Back to how it was
I believe now
I've seen too much
But I can't go back
Back to how it was
Created for a place
I've never known
This is home
Now I'm finally
Where I belong
Where I belong
Yeah, this is home
I've been searching
For a place of my own
Now I've found it
Maybe this is home
Yeah, this is home
Belief over misery
I've seen the enemy
And I won't go back
Back to how it was
And I got my heart
Set on
What happens next
I got my eyes wide
It's not over yet
We are miracles
And we're not alone
And now after all
My searching
After all my questions
I'm gonna call it home
I got a brand new mindset
I can finally see
The sunset
I'm gonna call it home
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Panoramica compuesta por dos tomas, de la cara oeste del Castillo de Lorarre.
Panoramic of two shots, of the west side of Loare´s castle.
Hoy hace un año de mi comienzo en flickr, comienzos casi siempre duros, sino conoces gente que esté introducida en este pequeño mundo. Yo creo que flickr es un cajón en el que hay miles de buenas fotos y personas, que están por descubrir. Mención especial quiero hacer a mi cuñado Jesús, quien me introdujo en este mundo de flickr y me ayudo en mis comienzos.
Quiero agradecer a todos los que vitáis mi galería con asiduidad, a los que la han visitado en alguna ocasión, a los que os gusta comentar, etc... Porque gracias a todos tengo las fuerzas y la motivación para seguir adelante.
Esta fotografía que os quiero mostrar, posiblemente representa una de las variantes fotográficas que más me gusta. En exteriores, donde en gran medida intervienen las condiciones climatológicas y tienes que conjuntarte con ellos para conseguir algo irrepetible. Llevo un tiempo pensando en la fotografía que quería subir este día, y después de varias candidatas esta ha sido la elegida, el resto de ellas están o estarán pronto en mi galería.
En este tiempo, he tenido encuentros y desencuentros, pero sobre todo buenos momentos. He conocido a un grupo de personas con las que he tenido una mayor afinidad y ha crecido una bonita amistad, de la ahora estoy muy orgulloso. Entre ellos están Gema, Eber, Pilar, Teresa, Toñy, Anna, Nathalie, Javi, Raúl, Juanma, Jesús, Rafael, Jesús CM. Con algunos he compartido técnicas, opiniones o simplemente momentos inolvidables e incluso en algún caso conocernos en persona.
Espero seguir compartiendo con todos mi forma de ver las cosas bajo el prisma de mi cámara. Yo como apasionado de la fotografía, disfruto viendo vuestras fotografías, e incluso en muchos casos aprendo de vosotros.
English:
Today makes it a year since I opened my Flickr account. It is always difficult to begin in a place like this when you don't know anyone who has been around here for a while. I believe Flickr is like a big drawer where there are thousands of good photographs and people to be discovered. I'd like to thank my brother-in-law Jesús, who introduced me to Flickr and helped me in my beginnings.
I would also like to thank all the people who visit my photostream regularly, those who visit it occasionally, those who like leaving comments, etc.... because thanks to all these people I have the strength and the motivation to keep going.
This picture that I want to share with you, possibly represents one of the photographic variations I like the most. It's taken in the open, where the weather conditions play an important part and you have to adjust to them to capture something special. I have been thinking for a while which picture I would like to publish today and this has been my choice; the rest of the pictures that were in my final selection will also be published soon.
In this past year I have had good times and also misunderstandings. I got to know a group of people with whom I've shared more and become friends, of which I am very proud; among these: Gema, Eber, Pilar, Teresa, Toñy, Anna, Nathalie, Javi, Raúl, Juanma, Jesús, Rafael, Jesús CM. With some of them I've shared techniques, opinions or simply special moments and I have even met a few in person.
I hope to be able to go on sharing the world as I see it through my camera lense. Being myself passionate about photography, I enjoy looking at your pictures and in many cases, learning from you.
Cunit, Tarragona (Spain).
... with this song.
... con esta canción.
ENGLISH
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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CASTELLANO
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
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Presa de Rules, Granada (Spain).
ENGLISH
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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CASTELLANO
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
The sun is finally shining again
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I went home today to spend Thanksgiving break with my family, and I realized just how much I've missed them over this past semester. They really are the most amazing people in the world and it's going to be so nice to just relax with them over this weekend.
I went on a photoshoot with my younger brother today and along with these, we took a few pictures of he and I that I will post probably tomorrow. He and I have so much fun together, and he's such a good kid. I've missed him a lot. :) Hmm...today was a good day.
P.S. Oh, and thank you all for your kind comments on the last picture I posted. Your words really mean so much to me, you have no idea. Thank you so much
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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.
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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.
I regret so much that I couldn't go in and see the inside beauty because of renovation!!!! Situated at La Plaza de San Francisco, two short blocks from my hotel.
The temple of San Francisco de Quito is the largest religious building in the region. There are House 4 thousand objects, including sculptures, paintings and furniture. The most beautiful monastery of America. With 3.5 hectares, San Francisco is an impressive structure. Since 1983 has been tapped by the Spanish International Cooperation Agency and the Institute of Cultural Heritage. In 1996 he adapted a sector of the temple for the Franciscan Museum. And today at this site are displayed 250 works from authors such as Miguel de Santiago, Caspicara and Legarda. Museum was inaugurated Fray Pedro Gocial Colonial with hundreds of pieces. There are three allegories that are magic to San Francisco, a temple founded by Fray Jodoco Ricke in 1535.
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Evening jogger refreshing himself under the water sprays at Paris Plages. Inspired by Paris Steve's.
Part of "A stroll in Paris"
.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
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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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.
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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
It's Summer ... we all are trying to enjoy the sea and its blues and relaxing ... as this little
blue boat is "relaxing in the blues" in the beautiful ocean .. Wishing to you all dear
Friends Happy Summertime! .. may you Relax and Enjoy (and if you are on the Other
Side of the World). May you be at Peace (just follow the blues) .. sorry cannot add
any music since Flickr doesnt allow it
"The life of man in every part has need of harmony and rhythm."
- Plato
" "There is more to life than increasing its speed."Mahatma Gandhi
and do try and
“Try to relax and enjoy the crisis.”
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my mom lived in a little apartment in athens. after we lost her, we decided to ship her belongings back to her family's house in chios. they had been delivered to the moving company's warehouse a couple of weeks ago, but i had to go unlock the old, unlived-in, stone house, and let the movers in.
i had just visited the place over the summer with my immediate family and mom... i remember thinking that i might not go to chios again. i never thought that it would be mom who would never return.
there was no point sleeping tuesday night because i had to start early wednesday morning to catch a 6:15 flight. we landed at 7, i picked up the rented car and started to drive towards vrontados. the cold and rain matched my bitter mood as i followed the east coast. i glanced over towards turkey as the world turned blue. there was to be no glorious sunrise -- just troubled, turbulent sky.
i stopped next to the familiar windmills and tried to get a few shots. having no umbrella, i limited my attempts to brief lulls in the rain. finally, it was time for businesses to start their day, so i made my way up to the house and made the phone call to the movers that i'd arrived.
the house is on the slopes of mount epos and faces east. it's very old, built in the 1860s, and not the most comfortable of places -- but we sometimes visit in the summer. in fact, i'd never seen it in the winter. it looked different... the colors were dark and rich -- some trees were stark and brittle, but the normally dry wild grass in the yard was lush.
the movers came and left.
i hugged our neighbor, despina, when i saw her. she had just lost her own mother last year -- and she loved my mom too -- so we had a good deal to talk about, strangely, for the very first time. she was kind to me and even cooked a wonderful lunch. she cried, i cried. it was hard.
as evening fell, i took a last look at the house. this time, i wanted to save a mental picture only. i said goodbye to despina and drove back to the airport. i felt shattered but still wanted to stop at the harbor along the way to snap a few -- i haven't even looked at them yet. i doubt they're ok but, if they're even halfway decent, i'll post them.
i've placed this on the map.
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Hare ~ Havergate Island ~ Orford Ness ~ Sufflolk ~ England ~ Saturday July 25th 2015.
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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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No Tripod, Manual exposure, Date 07/19/2011 16:09:11
Explore: 22 March 2013 in # 6
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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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365 Days (self portraits): Day 343
My Face is My Canvas: Emulation #25
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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Nikon D200, Tokina 28-70 f/2.8, 34mm - f/4 - 1/15s
Rome, Italy (April, 2016)
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.
Nuraghe Nolza è uno dei più grandi nuraghi della Sardegna. La sua costruzione risale al Bronzo Medio (1600 ac). Nolza è un grande nuraghe a pianta quadrilobata, formato da quattro torri angolari unite da bastioni rettilinei e da un mastio centrale, che conserva ancora un'altezza di 13 metri; è molto simile, quasi speculare, al complesso nuragico di Barùmini ( Su Nuraxi ). Il sito si trova in cima a un rilievo (740mt), denominato "Cùccuru Nolza", a circa 8 Km dall'abitato di Meana Sardo, nel cuore montuoso dell'isola, precisamente nella Barbagia di Belvì.
Gli scavi proseguono tuttora, non sempre con continuità; ma c'è da scommettere che là sotto si nascondono ancora molti segreti ...
"Nurake Nolza", very ancient megalitic construction built on Bronze Age ( 1600 BC ca ). Territory of Meana Sardo (Nu), Mandrolisai, Sardinia.
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Tomada en la desembocadura del río Guadalhorce en Guadalmar en Málaga..
Un sitio de ensueño...
Al llegar y subir el muro de río me encontré con esta primera imagen, el agua dulce se quedaba parada a escasos metros de la salada, del Mediterráneo, actuando como un espejo natural para el imponente espectáculo de colores que formaban el Cielo y la Bahía de Málaga...
90' de sesión, 79 imágenes seleccionadas, 42 ya completamente retocadas, una sesión alucinante...
mucho trabajo por delante..jejeje
un disfrute madrugar, volvió a merecer la pena..
Feliz domingo!!
Seizure in the mouth of the Guadalhorce river in Guadalmar in Málaga....
A dream site...
When arriving and raising the wall of river I was with this first image, the fresh water remained shutdown to little meters of the salty one, of the Mediterranean, acting like a natural mirror for the imposing spectacle of colors that formed the Sky and the Bay of Malaga…
90' of session, 79 images selected, 42 already completely altered, a hallucinating session…
much work ahead...jejeje
a benefit to rise early, returned to be worth the trouble...
Happy Sunday!
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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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.
Un matí a la ciutat sagrada de Varanasi. India.
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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.
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 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.
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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
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Type of ship: Rotor Tug
Owner: KOTUG International B.V.
Flag: Malta
Port of registry: Valletta
Built: 2006
Length: 27,7 m
Beam 11,2 m
Draft: 5,80 m
Air draft :11 m
Gross tonnage: 343
Nett tonnage 102
Main engines 3 x Wartsila 8L20
Engine power: 4020 Kw
Break horse power: 5465 hp
Maximum speed: 12 knots
Auxiliary engines: Cummins 120 Kw
Bollard pull: 65 tons
IMO: 9333888
MMSI: 215942000
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