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En el Gobierno nacional amenazan a Mauricio Macri con responder a sus reclamos para que les traslade la jurisdicción sobre el Transporte en la Ciudad, con entregarle el Subte, pero sin los 400 millones de subsidios. Lo concreto es que más allá de las chicanas, acordaron crear una comisión que por 60 días evalúe y trate de acordar los temas en discusión. El Paseo del Bicentenario que reclamó Cristina.
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Texto: Por Ignacio Fidanza para La Politica Online.
“Si querés el Subte no hay problema, te lo damos ya, pero sin los subsidios”, cruzó al jefe de Gobierno porteño un ministro, en la reunión que mantuvo con la presidenta Cristina Kirchner, el ministro del Interior Florencio Randazzo y el jefe de Gabinete, Aníbal Fernández.
Como era previsible Macri se negó, pero la idea quedó rebotando en los principales despachos de Bolívar 1. Es que todas las líneas del subte porteño, que opera Metrovías, reciben un subsidio anual de unos 400 millones de pesos. Si se les quitara este auxilio la tarifa pasaría de $ 1,10 a 2,45 mínimo.
Pero en el gobierno porteño hay quienes se entusiasman con la idea y –halcones de la popularidad ajena- hasta se arriesgan a proponer una tarifa de $ 3, para hacer obras. No es poco dinero. El Subte mueve 1,5 millones de personas por día, a 50 personas por pasajeros por día, no cuesta imaginar la masa de dinero que rápidamente Macri podría conseguir para empezar a cumplir su promesa de extender la red de subtes, y que hoy le traba la Nación. El costo político de triplicar la tarifa es obvio.
“Esto tiene dos lecturas, sería una jugada demasiado audaz, no es del estilo de Macri. Pero un político transgresor podría aceptar los subtes sin subsidio, subir las tarifas, hacer las obras y quizás termina de Presidente”, arriesgó un experimentado operador del sector del Transporte.
En el gobierno nacional también hay halcones y palomas en este asunto. Medio en serio medio en broma, algunos proponer “tirarle el Subte por la cabeza a Macri”, sin subsidios, y luego que el jefe de Gobierno se vea obligado a subir la tarifa; hacer lo propio con colectivos y trenes de manera de empezar a aligerar la cada vez más insostenible carga fiscal de la montaña de subsidios que armó Ricardo Jaime.
Frente a esta posición, sectores mas moderados proponen ir aligerando por motus propio la carga de subsidios, de manera consensuada con Macri, combinándolo con graduales aumentos de tarifa, hasta llegar a un mix de tarifa y subsidios que sea aceptable para el jefe de Gobierno y ahí sí concretar la transferencia.
En esta línea se inscribe la decisión de crear una comisión mixta entre el gobierno nacional y el porteño, para intentar acordar en el término de 60 días la mayoría de los temas de competencias que enfrentan a ambas jurisdicciones, entre ellos el Subte.
Por parte del Gobierno de la Ciudad participarán de esta negociación que se está empezando a delinear, el jefe de Gabinete Horacio Rodríguez Larreta, y el ministro de Desarrollo Urbano, Daniel Chaín, del otro lado del mostrador lo esperará un viejo conocido, el actual secretario de Transporte, Juan Pablo Schiavi.
Arriba: Formación ingresando a la estación Boedo - Línea E.
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This lovely sculpture is by the muse of Rodin, Camille Claudel. It has been widely described as a minor masterpiece and was conceived and executed while she and Rodin were lovers, though the affair ended badly and was a tragic foretelling of her future life. There was a beautiful orchestral piece of the same name written some 30 years later that expresses the piece quite well, though there is no link or view of any connected inspiration.
La Valse, un poème choréographique (a choreographic poem), is an orchestral work written by Maurice Ravel In his tribute to Ravel after the composer's death in 1937, Paul Landormy described the work as follows:
"....the most unexpected of the compositions of Ravel, revealing to us heretofore unexpected depths of Romanticism, power, vigor, and rapture in this musician whose expression is usually limited to the manifestations of an essentially classical genius".
En-route to Haystack from the summit of Warnscale. It is difficult to imagine how strong the wind was from this tranquil view! With my 6 feet 1 inch and 200 pounds frame I could lean against the wind ! :) But the climb was worth every ATP !
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Once upon a time Courtney and Ashlie randomly started talking on myspace. they were both sad because they just recently lost their bestfriends because people suck. They started talking and realized they had lots in common so Ashlie was all like "Hey let's be bestfriends!" and courtney was all like "ok!" and they were bestfriends. Then they talked on the phone and stuff every day. One day Ashlie called Courtney and told her to come over and watch Twilight and she did! They hung out and were the bestest friends ever! But one day, the evil ecomony made Ashlie move to Kansas! Courtney cried and cried and the last day they saw eachother was the day this picture was taken. Courtney and Ashlie still talk almost every day. They can't wait for Ashlie to move back to Ohio so they can get an apartment together and be bestfriends again.
I love you Ashlie!
Pink hair, that's meee (:
I gave her that necklace,
she gave me that headband, which I still have!
After far too long and busy week I treated my self with an early wake up and driving to Long Reef to take some shots which last time I didn't have chance to do. Wonderful start before the rain started to spoil this morning sunrise...
About photo:
F: 18 / E: 15' / FD: 17 mm / ISO: 200 / WB: Custom-Green Card / Filters: Cokin P set -
All comments and suggestions welcome.
Copyright: Mario Bekes Photography ©
Me llegó el "Juego del 16"
1.Unas de mis aficiones favoritas son, como no, la fotografía y la edición fotográfica.
2.Me considero ahora mejor persona que hace unos años, aunque podría mejorarlo.
3.No tengo grandes metas, o grandes aspiraciones en la vida, solo sueño con ser feliz muchos años junto a mi familia.
4.No tengo muchos amigos de aquellos de los que se dice, de los de verdad, pero conozco a muuuuuuucha gente.
5.Lo mejor que me ha pasado en la vida es tener a mi hija Sandra.
6.No se me da mal la cocina.
7.Fuí una buena estudiante, pero en el instituto me torcí. No llegué a la Universidad.
8.Sufro ante cualquier maltrato, las desgracias ajenas me afectan mucho emocionalmente.
9.A menudo pienso en el pasado y pienso "qué sería de mi vida ahora si yo.....".
10.No me gusta en absoluto a lo que me dedico profesionalmente. Mi vocación es totalmente distinta.
11.Tengo una fuerza de voluntad de cero patatero :-)
12.No consigo dejar de morderme las uñas de vez en cuando.
13.Me gustan los perfumes, no me gusta utilizar siempre el mismo, porque si lo hiciera se me reconocería al momento, me gusta el cambio.
14.Disfruto sobrehumanamente viendo el mar, las olas aproximándose y rompiendo en la orilla, un atardecer.... me relaja y me permite sumergirme en mis pensamientos.
15.No concibo la vida sin música.
16.Lo peor que me ha pasado en la vida es padecer un cáncer
Ahora en Biodiversidad virtual y en la Fundación Biodiversidad
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Pompholyxophrys es una ameba de nombre difícil y con aspecto de planeta marciano por su forma esférica y sus vivos colores de tierra.
A diferencia de Amoeba y de Mayorella de cuerpo informe y cambiante, Pompholyxophrys siempre es redonda. Ellas caminan echando todo su cuerpo a tierra y engullen así lo que encuentran a su paso cubriéndolo con su cuerpo de lava fría, sin embargo, Pompholyxophrys pasea de puntillas sobre sus pies-manos -filópodos- , como hilos de aire que apenas se ven.
El caminar de Pompholyxophrys ▷ es un caminar ingrávido, flotante… y no por su cuerpo de planeta. Su secreto está en el vestido que la adorna. Son burbujas de espuma, pero una espuma insólita de pompas de cristal. Las pequeñas esferas huecas de sílice recubren el cuerpo de Pompholyxophrys en varias capas y la hacen levitar sobre el fondo de las charcas donde vive al mismo tiempo que protegen su delicado cuerpo rojizo y blando.
Con frecuencia las amebas tienen que buscar protección recubriendo su cuerpo, unas veces lo hacen modelando una cubierta con partículas de mineral que encuentran en los fondos sobre los que pasean, en otras ocasiones fabrican una malla de escamas que les sirve de coraza. La Naturaleza nos sorprende en Pompholyxophrys, la ha vestido con un traje de pompas de cristal, que siendo más pesado que ella, la hace más ligera en los fondos del agua, incluso con finísimos pies de hilo esta ameba consigue caminar.
Pompholyxophrys vive en charcas y lagunas y se alimenta de pequeñas algas. Los colores rojizos y marcianos del interior de su cuerpo proceden de la degradación de los pigmentos de la fotosíntesis de estas algas que forman parte de su dieta.
Pompholyxophrys punicea ha sido hallada en las muestras recogidas en las inmediaciones de la Laguna de Peñalara durante el “Testing” organizado en Lozoya en homenaje a Félix Rodríguez de la Fuente y va dedicada a todos estos amigos con quienes tuve la suerte de compartir este maravilloso proyecto de Biodiversidad virtual. La fotografía se ha tomado a 400 aumentos empleando la técnica de contraste de interferencia.
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☁ la nube negra de una justicia pervertida en nuestro país, movida por la envidia y la venganza, permanecerá aquí, hasta que soplen otros vientos limpios. La Justicia es uno de los cimientos necesarios para la Paz. Desde aquí todo nuestro apoyo al Juez Baltasar Garzón -el buen Juez de Saramago- y a las personas de buena voluntad como él que trabajan por la Justicia.
I swear I must be medically unstable or something, my stream is like a jumble or different crazy people all thrown together!
We managed to find a beach this evening and watched the sun set over the mountains, I think it has to be up there with one of the most stunning views I've ever seen. Sadly, it didn't entirely distract me from the fact that there was almost a foot of snow in places behind me and I had my feet in freezing water :P
The weather was amazing today, starting to wish I could ditch England and it's lovely rain :P I seem to be permanently boiling at the moment so am skiing in a tshirt, oh and the tomato tone facial state is getting increasingly worse :/ I'm going to have to start doing bw photos soon or something haha
Hope you are all having a wonderful weekend :)
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I had no idea what to do for today's SP....well, actually I didn't have much time for creativity... This morning I woke up to a car that wouldn't run... At first it looked like I need to replace the alternator...at $350+... I am also dealing with transmission problems. So the place that was looking into the alternator problem took the van over to the transmission place. At this time I do not know what the situation is with the transmission... but I do know that the alternator is alright... whew! But, let me tell you about my van... it is a 98 Dodge Caravan. I have had it since my son was 2 months old...he will be 8 next week... nearly 8 years I have had this van. In that 8 years this van has taken myself and my kids on a round trip vacation from Tennessee to Utah... and then it moved myself and my kids back to Utah in March of 2005 (wow, it is so hard to believe that it has almost been three years since I moved back to Utah). I don't recall exactly how many miles the van had on it when I bought it... something like 60,000... It now has 210,000+ miles on it. It has been a good van. A pretty reliable form of transportation. Many people ask me why I, a mother of only 2, drive a van. Well at the time I purchased it I actually had 4 kids in my family... I had 2 stepsons... we needed the space. Before I purchased my van, my oldest stepson would ask me what my dream car was...my answer was "a minivan". Seriously, it was my dream car... From the time I found out that I was pregnant with my daughter I wanted a minivan. So, yeah, my van has served its purpose and has served me well. In recent years I have put at least $2,000 dollars in it and I have said that if the transmission goes it will be time to say good bye. So today, without knowing the state of the transmission, I did go ahead and test drive some cars. I drove an Explorer (my current dream car) and a Fusion. I love both. I love the feeling of driving an SUV... the feeling of sitting higher... I do not care for the feeling of driving a car... that is until I drove the Fusion. My friend Greg just recently bought a Fusion, and I have thought it was nice to ride in...but wow! What a treat to drive one.... I love it. I do not feel like I am driving a car. The better gas mileage is a major plus...as is the fact that I can buy a newer (2007) Fusion with 5 year warranty for the same price that I can buy an older (2004) Explorer. Anyhow, I was able to drive the Fusion home for the next 2 days and get a real feel for it. Tomorrow I should hear about the transmission. If things are somewhat alright (meaning I can still drive it for a while longer before it completely goes out) I have the decision of whether to go ahead and get rid of the van or drive it to its death.... hmmm, a new car sounds so nice!
The title of this SP, "someone to look up to" is in reference to my mother. She has always been such a help to me... a major help in the past few years. When I called her and told her I was leaving my ex, she flew out to help me move...and let me tell you, if you need someone to help you move (especially in a hurry), it's my mom... she figured out ways to pack every square inch of that van... she stuffed clothing in empty spaces EVERYWHERE!!! She is there when I need her. I am very independent but it is nice to know that I can receive help from her when I need it. And today, she was able to come help me after school with getting around and going to the car dealership to look at cars. So this is to mom.... I love you. You are the greatest, you have gone through a lot in life and have never given up! I appreciate everything you are and everything you do. When I grow up, I want to be like you!
My mom is the smartest woman in the world in my eyes LOVE's to you MOM!!!
La Ceja, Colombia.
Pompon dahlias take on a fascinating form, looking almost perfectly spherical. It is a tribute to Mother Nature that such a mesmerising flower can exist and grow so well in different regions and climates.
Its petals are totally curved inwards to create its tight golf ball-like form. The flowers are not usually any larger than 2 inches or 5 cm across.
This BlueJay had landed on the deck and proceeded to jump to the railing, he did this three time in a row
this is a spot in kefalari, kifisia, a bit of northern athens (on the map). it has a little roundabout where the cobblestone curves upwards towards the central green. it's quite pretty, with cafes, restaurants and a park, and people gathered to enjoy a particularly mild sunday afternoon.
i'd wanted to take a picture here for a few days now, but, now that i look at it again, i can't say i'm very happy with it... especially that awful blown out sky.
on the blog: toomanytribbles.blogspot.com/2009/11/balloons-at-kefalari...
I am being such a lazy bastard with my China photo processing. I did this one a while ago and was waiting to upload it with a Ping'an rice field page for my blog, but since I have not been working on photos lately, I thought I would throw this into my stream.
I have to give credit to my wife for telling me I should try selective coloring with the baskets. I was going full B&W until she pointed that out. I think it made this shot 10 times better than the version I had put together.
I believe this is the result of a 3XP HDR shot with 1.33 EV spacing.
I know I said I am coming to the end of my Old Tukai Elephant series but I just realised there are a few more shots I would like to share here. I think I am experiencing some kind of inertia about moving over to other animals. I still have tons of photos I like and would love to upload, but I find myself transfixed by the elephants. And Amboseli skies. Does this happen to you guys? Do any of you think back to a particular photo adventure and find it difficult to move on from it?
This photo was in my deleted pile for the longest time as I didn’t like the way the elephants are spaced out, but when I looked at it yesterday night I fell in love with it. This photo is perhaps the most moody of all my Ol Tukai photos; the swirling rain clouds and the solemn elephants present an almost stoic picture. And I love the way their tusks always seem to glow in against their dark skin. Ironic isn’t it, their most impressive asset is also their most cursed
Fall colours at Deer Lake in Burnaby near Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada.
About this photo: Fall is my favourite season and that season starts tomorrow! I am so excited and can't wait for the leaves to change colours soon. In the mean time I will share a photo I took last year around mid October at beautiful Deer Lake in Burnaby near Vancouver. This place is only about 10-15 minute drive from my place, so I will be checking it out over there frequently and hope that the colours will be as vibrant this year as well.
~Camera Settings:
*Camera Model: Sony ILCA-77m2
*Focal Length: 85mm
*F-Number: F/8
*Exposure Time: 1/40 sec.
*ISO Speed: ISO-160
*Exposure Program: Manual Mode (M)
Thank you for dropping by!
Ann :)
Some information on Deer Lake Park: Burnaby is a city which belongs to the Greater Vancouver area and is about 10-15 minutes from downtown Vancouver. Deer Lake is a relaxing 5 kilometre/3 mile walk around an urban lake just outside of Vancouver. The walking trail around the lake is good any time of year and is very popular with dog walkers in and around Burnaby. Trails in the park lead to a kids playground, washrooms, a boat launch and picnic tables. In the summer months Deer Lake Boat Rentals offers canoe, kayak and pedal boat rentals. Gas or electric motors are not allowed on this lake.
Deer Lake is also home to the Burnaby Art Gallery, Shadbolt Centre for the Arts, Burnaby Village Museum and Century Gardens. The Burnaby Art Gallery manages the City of Burnaby's permanent art collection while the Shadbolt Centre for the Arts is a multi-purpose community arts facility providing public exhibitions, performances, festivals and art classes. The Burnaby Village Museum depicts life in the area from the 1920's. They have reconstructed 31 full scale buildings over 10 acres, with staff in costumes like in the 1920's.
Deer Lake Park is a great place for outdoor activities and cultural life in Burnaby. Whether you want to visit an art gallery or see an outdoor concert, Deer Lake Park is the place you will find it. Your kids will love the park for the beach, the playground, the water activities and the Burnaby Village Museum. In the summer months the park comes alive with outdoor concerts and lake activities and in the off season it is a relaxing park to go for a quiet walk around the scenic trails.
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es: MUSE CONCERT AT BARCELONA: PALAU SANT JORDI (1 of 9): Introducing MUSE /
CONCIERTO DE MUSE EN BARCELONA: PALAU SANT JORDI (1 de 9): Presentando a MUSE
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 08 of 115) PAG: Entrada, 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100, 101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 110, 111, 112, 113, 114, 115.
LINKS:
- Las FOTOHISTORIAS de Sheryl en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
My umbrella setup consists of the Adorama light stand , umbrella holder , Flex TT5 Pocket Wizard, the 580 EX ii and the Photoflex Umbrella. Also I have a Mini TT1 pocket wizard on my Canon 50D
After four sunrises in a row I was finally able to catch some colors on The Quiraing ridge during my recent trip on Skye island (Scotland). The previous evening my MKII was just crushed by a big wave on the coast near Elgol and it was not working anymore, so for this shot I need to thank my friend Paul who lent his new D800 to me :)
The Quiraing is a landslip on the eastern face of Meall na Suiramach, the northernmost summit of the Trotternish Ridge on the Isle of Skye. The whole of the Trotternish Ridge escarpment was formed by a great series of landslips; the Quiraing is the only part of the slip still moving, the road at its base near Flodigarry requires repairs each year!
Hay muchas cosas que nos pueden inspirar: una foto, un libro, un comentario, un sueño, un abrazo, un beso.
En este caso, esta vez la inspiración vino de una escena de Avatar.
Es solo cuestión de dejarse llevar.
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There are many things that can inspire us: a picture, a book, a comment, a dream, a hug, a kiss.
In this case, this time the inspiration came from a scene from Avatar.
It's just a matter of letting you go.
Strobist info: SB-900 1/128 power 200mm zoom with 25cm snoot camera right. Triggered by PW.
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es:
LENN HAS COMPANY(1 of 1) /
LENN TIENE VISITA (1 de 1)
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 49 of 89) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50,51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89.
FOTOSTORY: In English / En Español
Gwen: This bed is very comfortable... I could be lying here all day long...
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Gwen: Esta cama es super cómoda... podría pasarme todo el día en ella...
LINKS:
- Las FOTOHISTORIAS de Sheryl en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Sheryl Photostories at Flickr
- Hilo de las Fotohistorias de Lenn y Gwen en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
and there were feathers in her hair.
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world peace is something that may never exist.
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this thought makes me cry and die inside
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we can always keep on hoping though
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hoping for a better day to come, a light in the dark
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changing subjects, summer is much too too short
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i'm going to paint my room this summer
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i am also going to henna my hair
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clean my room
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oganize my life
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take some more photographs
explore again?! and front page? (which i thought was my first but turns out was my second...:) you all. i am speechless. my gawsh.
don't use without permission.
best View On Black
cLockwise:
ube jaLaya heart - purpLe sweet yam
bibingka fLower
puto heart
biko butterfLy - brown sugar sticky rice
cassava cake tuLip
I am stressing over midterms quite bad
and baking or cooking caLms me down.
It's hard to make smaLL batches for one;
however...
here's my spin on a couple of my favourites.
iVe aLways wanted bite-size desserts
that are grouped like this
to accent the different fLavors & coLours.
iM missing the fresh coconut or
crisped coconut shavings as toppings.
before you'all say anything....
yes, i know...
just didn't have time to make
leche fLan, turon, maja bLanca, tupig, etc...
iM onLy one cooking momma, ok?
why don't U cook & we'll trade!
teeheehee xD
I PROMISE IT'S BETTER LARGE ON BLACK
fear not if you find yourself
in this land of tears
embrace the sorrow
and allow it to nurture your strength
the sun will soon shine unabashed
reflected many times over
in every drop of tears
-V, 09March2009
306 days to go before my next trip to the Philippines
p.s. quite a few have asked about the "accidental magic". this was not a planned shot - i hardly, if ever, "stage" my shots. i was arranging a bunch of flowers i bought from the supermarket. misted them (force of habit), lay down a few of the daisies on a tray which happened to be mirrored. kept arranging. and as i was about to pick up the daisies i saw this. out came the camera and the macro lens. framed the shot "in camera" and snapped without a tripod. simple process really.
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Una bandada de Tucancillos trabaja arduamente para construir un nido todos trabajan en equipo.
esta es una especie que poco a poco se va adaptando al ser humano y debido a esa situacion va ganando terreno, se le puede ver en bosques y en zonas urbanas, come semillas de palmeras pero tambien se la ha visto asaltando nidos de otras aves para robar sus huevos, ademas se han observados ejemplares llevando crias de pequeños mamiferos.
Foto tomada en el Parque El Cafetalon, Santa Tecla El Salvador
Ok now I finally took the time to process one of my favourite shots from the trip to cornwall. I usually tend to get a bit anxious when it comes to processing the shots which during vacation just looked so gorgeous and about which I was the most excited. I often fear that I don't do the scene justice with the shot and the processing. As you can guess this is not out of camera, that wouldn't have been enough for me to convey the emotions connected to this scene. It's a focusstacked DRI image. And I did a little more than usual to enhance the color contrasts between warm and cool and green and magenta.
It's such a bliss when after a clouded day the sun comes into view for sunset. I was desperately waiting for this moment since I knew it would come to bath the foreground into a warm light and give the sky a kind of ethereal look... Well might also be that this is only how the scene looked or felt for me, but I hope you guys also like it!!
cheers
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Worldworx FP 8-4-09
Explore # 182 8-4-09
Take my photo off the wall
If it just won't sing for you
'Cause all that's left has gone away
And there's nothing there for you to prove
Look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
It seems like such fun
Until you lose what you had won
I just can't think for you
Give me back my point of view …
[scritto nella mia agenda, il 21 marzo, mentre aspettavo con marcello davanti ai cancelli, l'apertura della seconda data]
AC/DC per la seconda volta, ad accompagnare gli stati d’animo un po’ assopiti dalla stanchezza, in un futuro molto prossimo largamente ripagati.
Il 19, prima cazzo di data, dopo una giornata stesa al sole, tremante, fremente, AGITATA sono corsa, una FOLLE CORSA sugli scalini verso l’inferno, AC/DC pensavo, e correvo sugli scalini, li facevo a 3 a 3, a 4 a 4, nessuno mi fermava, i muscoli fremevano e io andavo sempre più forte con un solo unico pensiero in testa; finiti gli scalini in salita, per una frazione di secondo ho visto il mondo dall’alto e ho un gridato un “CAZZO!!!” VENUTO DAL CUORE, MA NON C’ERA TEMPO, SONO RIPARTITA, le gambe vibravano, ho rischiato di cadere ed essere travolta, ma no, non è successo…ho corso, madonna se ho corso, vista la passerella e sorpassata, “L’ANGOLO TRA BRIAN E ANGUS era vuoto…SIIIIII, non ci credevo, ero lì, cazzo ero lì, butto la borsa, mi giro e vedo manu che correndo mi raggiunge, subito dietro Stè, C’ERAVAMO TUTTE!! Buttiamo le borse e urliamo gioia, lo staff guarda, capisce e sorride…CI SONO...mi chino sulla transenna, di spalle al resto delle persone che arrivavano stremate, mi chino e il pensiero va ad angelo, indosso avevo la sua maglietta, scendono due lacrime, sono forte, mi sonto forte, mi alza, SONO IN PRIMISSIMA FILA! Davanti ai miei occhi un maestoso ma umano palco, tutti i giochi degli AC/DC erano in fila pronti a essere usati, pronti ad essere acclamati, tutti gli show sono pronti ad accadere.
alle 8 in punto cominciano i "The Answer", un miscuglio tra Led Zeppelin ed AC/DC, bravi, da approfondire, ma vogliamo gli ac/dc....ok, ci siamo!
BUIO, si urla, nessuno si trattiene...nel megaschermo parte un'animazione con Angus sopra il "rock'n'roll train" che getta carbone per far andare più veloce, getta adrenalina....continua il video malizioso alla AC/DC, splendido!!
ESCONO....è IL DELIRIO...cominciano con "ROCK'N'ROLL TRAIN", poi, dopo "HELL AIN'T A BAD PLACE", si sente ta, tadada tadada, ta, tadada, tadada...BACK IN BLACKKKKKKK....a seguire Big Jack, bellissima dell'ultimo disco...e poi OI OI OI OI .....DIRTY DEEDS Done Dirt Cheap....SPLENDIDA DOSE DI ADRENALINAAA...mamma mia e pi l'assolo di Thunderstruck...non ci potevo credere, mani alzate e urla, mi provenivano dal fegato, non era la mia voce, non sentivo la mia voce, era Thunderstruck, la stavano facendo mio dio!!!
in "The Jack" mi hanno inquadrato nel megaschermo... ;) e poi ecco che cala la campana dell'inferno, tutti capiamo, tutti urliamo, urla disumane e il salto di quel quasi sessantaduenne che finisce sulla corda della campana, favoloso, esaltante...Hells Bells....
Hanno fatto T.N.T. ....la mia mente ora si stà annebbiando, non riesco a ricordare, a raccontare in modo lineare, mi emoziono, mi agito, tremo ancora, T.N.T. si...oddio non ho parole per descriverla, poi ROSIE, poi Let There Be Rock....breve, brevissima pausa per poi vedere fumo sul palco, tanto fumo e un piccolo Angus completo di corna salire da sotto il palco con la sua Diavoletto pronta a sbraitare...Highway to Hell....ceee...non si può immaginare esperienza migliore...infine per saluto ci regalano i cannoni con "For Those About to Rock We Salute You"...non ho piu parole, il ri-raccontare tutto mi ha fatto esaurire le poche forze rimaste...
Lo spogliarello, la pedana che si alza con Angus che rotola dentro imponendo un assolo maestoso...oddio oddio, le mie aspettative erano altissime ma loro le hanno superate travolgendo ogni cosa...
MI SONO VISTA GLI AC/DC....sono riuscita anche a prendere il plettro di Angus e la scaletta...mio dio, non ci credo ancora....
Shot with Nikon 50mm 1.8 lens.
aao manaye jashne mohabbat jam uthaye jam ke baad
shaam sey pehle kaun ye soche kya hona hai sham ke baad
aao manaye ...
hamari tamanna tumhe pyar karna
hame aur karna kya - 2
mohabbat me ruswa huye bhee toh kya hai .. duniya sey darna kya
aage koi ilzaam nahee hai chahat ke ilzaam ke baad
aao manaye jashne mohabbat jam uthaye jam ke bad
aao manaye ..
yeh aalam hai jaise udda ja raha ho
tumhe leke bahon me - 2
tumhare labon sey hamare labo tak nahee koyee rahon me
kaise koyee ab dil ko sambhale itane hansi paigham ke baad
aao manaye jashne mohabbat jam uthaye jam ke baad
shaam sey pehale kaun ye soche kya hona hai shaam ke baad
aao manaye ..
Written by Late Shri Majrooh Sultanpuri Sahab.
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es:
LENN HAS COMPANY(1 of 1) /
LENN TIENE VISITA (1 de 1)
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 40 of 89) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50,51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89.
FOTOSTORY: In English / En Español
Gwen: Would you show them to me? XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
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Gwen: Me los enseñas? XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
LINKS:
- Las FOTOHISTORIAS de Sheryl en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Sheryl Photostories at Flickr
- Hilo de las Fotohistorias de Lenn y Gwen en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
Created for the 52nd Contest on Man Ray: Jax!
This is not my photograph, it's a composite - please see below for credits...
Felted toy from frogmuseum2
www.flickr.com/photos/frogmuseum2/3038920703/
Torso and background from Alain Bachellier
www.flickr.com/photos/alainbachellier/4042509348/
Moth from Joes Sistah
www.flickr.com/photos/27805557@N08/4293126491/
Texture layer from diAnNa
I cannot trace the link.
Cloud brushes from Blzazter (Javier ZhX)
Link not working this morning.
With many thanks to the above.
capturing a butterfly
with a camera
makes a great metaphor
for freezing fleeting bursts
of magical moments
each flitter is a unique gesture
which passes in an instant
each flutter is a singular motion
which never comes back
Looking through my viewfinder while trying to capture this butterfly reminded me how important it is to live in the moment. It doesn’t matter how simple or insignificant that moment might seem to be. I know that within it lie incredible wonders, but which only my heart can see.
'Scale'- word #81 on the list of 100 words.
Shot of a plane - the building is purely incidental! ;)
© Jon Downs 2010 All Rights Reserved.
Camellero en Erg Chebbi se protege del sol del ataedecer en lo alto de una duna.
El Erg Chebbi, situado en el sueste de Marruecos y cercano a la frontera con Argelia, con una extensión de unos 30 km de largo por 6 km de ancho en su máxima extensión y es lo más accesible y próximo a la idea que todos tenemos del gran desierto del Sahara, arenas finisimas de color anaranjado, dunas de más de 350 metros de alto, hombres azules, dromedarios y unos atardeceres de ensueño.
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My entry for round 1 of The Middle Earth LEGO Olympics over on MOCpages. The category was to create a build based on one of J.R.R Tolkien’s poems or songs. Here is the one I chose:
Farewell we call to hearth and hall!
Though wind may blow and rain may fall,
We must away ere break of day
Far over wood and mountain tall.
To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
In glades beneath the misty fell,
Through moor and waste we ride in haste,
And whither then we cannot tell.
With foes ahead, behind us dread,
Beneath the sky shall be our bed,
Until at last our toil be passed,
Our journey done, our errand sped.
We must away! We must away!
We ride before the break of day!
I tried to portray the 3 main themes of the song: hearth and home, travel through the wild, and Rivendell.
View On Whiteand LARGE
Several years ago, my son and I were given a pre-show, back-stage tour before one of Jack's appearances here in Florida as a guest of Mr. Hanna. We were able to hold and pet the visiting baby fennec fox which was a great thrill. (The Ocelot was a different story--we kept our distance!) We always enjoy seeing these lovely little animals again when Mr. Hanna is in town. Jack's daughter, Julie is the handler. Julie works for the Columbus, Ohio Zoo in the Promotions Department as an animal educator and specializes in the care of baby animals.
Fennec foxes are among the most attractive desert mammals. Their most outstanding features are enormous ears, which are up to six inches long. Their ears have the dual purpose of helping track prey while remaining alert to enemies, as well as acting as a radiator to rid their small bodies of excess heat.
* These small canines are only 14 to 16 inches longs, and weigh approximately 3 pounds
* Their fur varies from reddish cream to pale fawn with long, bushy, white or black-tipped tails about 7 inches long
* Fennec foxes are primarily nocturnal whose large, dark eyes provide good night vision
* They have thick hair between their toe pads to move quickly and quietly across sandy surfaces
Fennec foxes live in arid regions of North Africa, the Sinai and Arabian Peninsulas. Primarily found in sandy areas, they usually live in burrows lined with a collection of soft materials such as feathers and bits of fur. The fennec fox is similar in appearance and life-style to the North American kit fox. --background information from livingdesert.org.
Fontana di piazza del bacio a PG realizzata in occasione del Tour con gli amici Anna, Nadia, Gigi e Stefano.
Sullo stesso luogo Stefano, in arte "nespyxel", ha realizzato questa opera d'arte:
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Pier☯ (L☯ Scugnizzo) * ON / OFF Poco presente on Flickeflu
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Tutta la pianta dell'oleandro (Nerium oleander) è mortale, perchè contiene cianuro, non solo i semi.
Se ne mangi solo uno, al massimo stai solo un pò male... ma più di uno ti rischi di avvelenarti, provocando il soffocamente a livello cellulare.
Pensa che usando il legno dell'oleandro, per fare la carne allo spiedo, rischi un'intossicazione mortale.
Vuoi la prova della tossicità della pianta? Prendi un fiore, o una foglia... stropicciala con le dita, e sentirai odore di mandola. Quell'odore è dato dai composti contenenti cianuro.
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Brønden. View On Black
- A prism of words, for the lucky who reads Neruda in spanish …
Poema El pozo
de Pablo Neruda
A veces te hundes, caes
en tu agujero de silencio,
en tu abismo de cólera orgullosa,
y apenas puedes
volver, aún con jirones
de lo que hallaste
en la profundidad de tu existencia.
Amor mío, qué encuentras
en tu pozo cerrado?
Algas, ciénagas, rocas?
Qué ves con ojos ciegos,
rencorosa y herida?
Mi vida, no hallarás
en el pozo en que caes
lo que yo guardo para ti en la altura:
un ramo de jazmines con rocío,
un beso más profundo que tu abismo.
No me temas, no caigas
en tu rencor de nuevo.
Sacude la palabra mía que vino a herirte
y déjala que vuele por la ventana abierta.
Ella volverá a herirme
sin que tú la dirijas
puesto que fue cargada con un instante duro
y ese instante será desarmado en mi pecho.
Sonríeme radiosa
si mi boca te hiere.
No soy un pastor dulce
como en los cuentos de hadas,
sino un buen leñador que comparte contigo
tierra, viento y espinas de los montes.
Ámame tú, sonríeme,
ayúdame a ser bueno.
No te hieras en mí, que será inútil,
no me hieras a mi porque te hieres.
The genus Agapanthus was established by L'Heritier in 1788. It used to be included in the Liliaceae (lily family), was then moved to the Amaryllidaceae (amaryllis and daffodil family), moved again into the Alliaceae (onion family) then back to Amaryllidaceae and now resides in its own family, the Agapanthaceae.
The name Agapanthus is derived from the Greek agapé love and anthos, flower. There is no clear reason for this derivation although it could be interpreted as 'lovely flower' or 'flower of love'. Agapeo means 'to be contented with' which is a possible derivation, i.e. 'flower with which I am well pleased'. The specific name praecox means early, premature, unseasonable or precocious in Latin, and was possibly given because compared to the other species it is an early flowerer; minimus means smallest, which it is; and orientalis of the east, which is most likely a case of mistaken origin. Quite often in those days, the ships carrying the new plant material back to Europe came from the East, via the Cape, and some of the botanists assumed that all the plants on board came from the East.
Peratallada que ha sido declarada conjunto histórico artístico, es uno de los núcleos más importantes del Ampurdán en cuanto a arquitectura medieval se refiere. De un extraordinario atractivo y belleza, conserva su antiguo aspecto feudal, donde hay que destacarn el castillo fortificado con su torre del homenaje y el palacio (s. XI-XIV), las murallas (s. XII-XIII) y la iglesia de San Esteban (románica, de principios del s. XII ). Llama la atención el gran foso que rodea a esta localidad, excavado en la roca viva. De aquí procede el nombre de la Villa: Piedra Tallada.
La villa conserva la misma distribución urbana medieval: desde la Plaza Mayor, con sus singulares porches, hasta la trama de estrechas callejuelas, donde descubriremos un interesante conjunto de arquitectura popular.
Peratallada that has been declared historical artistic, is one of the most important nuclei Ampurdán about medieval architecture is concerned. In a special attraction and beauty, retains its old feudal aspect, where destacarn that the castle with its tower and the palace of the tribute (s. XI-XIV), walls (s. XII-XIII) and the church of San Esteban (Romance of the early twelfth century). Draws attention to the great moat that surrounds the town, dug into the rock. Hence the name of the Town: Stone carving.
The village retains the same distribution medieval city: from Piazza Maggiore, with its unique porch, until the fabric of narrow streets, where they discover a set of interesting architecture.
Mejor pincha aquí para ver en grande sobre negro o pulsa 'L'.
Better click here to view this large on black or press 'L'.
© Derechos de Autor. Esta fotografía no podra usarse sin mi consentimiento escrito.
© All rights reserved, don´t use this image without my permission.
Canon EOS 450D + TAMRON AF 18-250 f3.5-6.3 Di II, @25mm, 1/100 sec, f/6,3, ISO 200
Tripod, Date 27/06/2009 19:33:37
* WINNER IN THE ★★★ CONTEST PRIZE ★★★ in ROYAL Group, MARCH 2010
* GOLD MEDAL IN PHOTO CONTEST 35 in Art of Images, JUNE 2010
* GANADORA en Concurso Fotografico Semanal del Grupo VIVO POR LA FOTOGRAFIA (Semana 37 año 2010)
Basilica del Pilar - Basilica of Our Lady of the Pillar
El templo catedralicio y basilical de Nuestra Señora del Pilar es, artísticamente, uno de los monumentos arquitectónicos más importantes de la Cristiandad.
La antigua tradición nos habla de una capilla de adobes, construida por los convertidos a orillas del Ebro, en el lugar de la aparición. El edificio del Pilar se documenta por escrito desde el siglo IX como Iglesia de Santa María.
Tras la conquista de Zaragoza por Alfonso I (1118), fue sustituido por una templo románico a finales del siglo XII, sufriendo grandes modificaciones un siglo más tarde.
El templo románico fue edificado durante el pontificado del obispo Don Pedro de Librana, del que se conserva sólo un tímpano (hoy colocado en el muro sur junto a la puerta baja del templo); es un tímpano centrado por gran crismón rodado que se decora con cierta ingenuidad y monotonía, con rosetas inscritas en círculos unas, más naturalistas otras y recortadas las de la parte baja por las mordeduras del tiempo en el borde inferior de la piedra; el medio punto se decora, en modo continuo y envolvente, con una cinta formando lazos. Es la llamada lápida del «Lábaro de Constantino», de la que deriva el uso en los templos españoles de escribir el nombre de Cristo con X y con P griega. El templo gótico sufrió un incendio en 1434, por lo que exigió nuevas construcciones, acabadas en 1515.
La creciente devoción pilarista impuso el alzado de un nuevo templo, mayor que el gótico, de una sola nave y claustro anejo (rectangular y sencillo, doble largo que ancho, y de unos 85 metros2), que comenzó a calificarse en el siglo XVII, y en el que queda incorporada la Santa Capilla.
La traza general del templo se encargó a Francisco de Herrera el Mozo, cuyas obras comenzaron en 1681; lo principal del edificio barroco, incluidas sus cúpulas, estaba terminado en 1754. Mientras, el Cabildo ya había decidido en 1725 transformar el aspecto de la Santa Capilla, lo que se encomendó a Ventura Rodríguez, quedando concluida en 1765.
El templo del Pilar, joya del barroco aragonés, queda constituido como un inmenso salón (planta rectangular de 130 x 96 m., con una altura máxima de 80 m.) de tres largas naves, más ancha la central que las laterales, divididas en siete tramos, donde alternan a tresbolillo bóvedas y cúpulas, sosteniéndose sobre grandes arcos apoyados en robustos pilares de sección cuadrada -salvo los de la cúpula central, poligonales- todos ellos decorados con pilastras corintias adosadas entre las cuales se inscriben esbeltas hornacinas con dorados flamencos. En medio de la nave central se encuentra el Altar Mayor que contiene el Retablo, una de las obras de arte más importantes de este templo. Rodea el conjunto una serie de capillas, las dos sacristías, el pequeño Coro frente a la Santa Capilla y otras dependencias.
Desde 1676 ostenta la dignidad catedralicia. El 24 de junio de 1948 el Papa Pío XII concedía a la Catedral de Nuestra Señora del Pilar el título y dignidad de Basílica Menor, con el Breve "Decus ornarnentumque". Y desde el 22 de junio de 1904 es Monumento Histórico-Artístico Nacional
♫♪Sta Limania♫♪, de Natasa Theodoridou, de la BSO de la película "Un toque de canela".
Rescato estas fotos porque ya no sé cuando volveré a tener tiempo para probar a hacerlas de nuevo y como lo que reflejan me gusta tanto, prefiero pasar por encima de calidades técnicas y perfeccionismos varios.
El lugar resulta curioso: es el casino del pueblo en el que vivo desde que nací. No es un casino de los de mesas de tapete verde y señores adinerados, no. Es una asociación cultural, por llamarlo de alguna forma. No sé los años que tendrá, pero seguro que pasa de un siglo, por la zona en la que se encuentra y por la construcción en sí. Es un amplio local -puede que, de lejos, el bar más grande de la población- en el que sólo se reúnen hombres a jugar la partida de cartas o la de dominó. Las únicas mujeres que se ven son las dos trabajadoras que gestionan la cafetería, integrada en el enorme salón en el que hay una mesa de billar, un rincón dedicado a la lectura de la prensa y el resto, a mesas para juegos varios.
El acceso a los que no están asociados es libre, pero, por ejemplo, los periódicos están reservados y los partidos de fútbol retransmitidos por la televisión, también.
Da a dos calles y tiene enormes ventanales. La única planta de la construcción se levanta un poco del nivel de la calle por lo que los habituales del casino están en un escaparate permanente. De ahí que a mí la situación del rincón de lectura me resulte tan atrayente: la misma gente, día tras día, leyendo el periódico a diferentes horas. Casi todos mayores; los más, bastante mayores. Una rutina que forma parte de mi vida, sobre todo, desde que tengo a Zas y he de salir a diario a pasearlo.
El local es la sede del Círculo Instructivo Musical, esto es, la Banda de Música municipal y desde el salón principal se puede acceder a un frontón de pilota valenciana, en el que se celebra, de cuando en cuando, alguna competición. Hace muchos años -y ahora también, pero mucho menos- era un lugar reservado sólo para hombres, en los que se apostaba de manera habitual. La imagen más representativa de esta "forma de ser" que se extinguirá por el paso del tiempo, cuando desaparezca esta generación de mayores, es la del señor repeinado, con bigote y puro en la mano, endomingado, con presencia de hombre satisfecho.
La dificultad que entrañaban las fotos era hacerlas sin que ellos me vieran, por lo que tuve que utilizar el zoom desde la acera de enfrente y aprovechar, en dos de ellas, la caida de la noche, porque salvo la primera que pude hacerla desde enfrente de la fachada, a unos diez metros de distancia y con la luz a favor, los reflejos de los cristales, en las otras tomas, se comían la escena. De ahí que tengan ruido y no estén bien enfocadas... esconderse detrás de un coche no es una buena manera de atinar a la hora de hacer una fotografía.
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