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Bemerkung: Die Aufnahme entstand mit einer Nikon F2 Photomic auf Ilford HP5 Plus.
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Note: The picture was taken with a Nikon F2 Photomic on Ilford HP5 Plus.
Pensée du jour :
En suivant le chemin qui s’appelle plus tard, nous arrivons sur la place qui s’appelle jamais...
-By following the path which is later called, we arrive on the place which is never called...
-Seguendo la strada che si chiama più tardi, arriviamo sulla piazza chi si chiama mai.
-Dem Weg folgend, der später heißt, wir kommen am Platz an, der niemals heißt.
Macro Mondays: 'perfect together' -- 2 identical objects, here 4-sided dice.
"Flickr lounge" "Something That Starts With The Letter "D"
Dice for DnD
L'automne ne sait rien
De sa saison
Il est le temps de neiger
Jeune et violet
Vert et or
Ocre et rouge
Le vent se charge du reste
Les oiseaux s'en vont
Tomber dans le ciel
Des fruits à l'envers
D'où sont ces racines
Qui les accompagnent
Par discrétion
On ne regarde plus les arbres
Que de biais
En évitant de voir les branches
Timbales sur le lac
Au petit jour
La Camarde des plumes
Bat le tambour
Mille feux
Pour séduire la neige
Ce poème ciselé et sensible est un texte du chanteur et poète canadien Gilles VIGNEAULT (né en 1928 à Natashquam - Québec) extrait du recueil "L'armoire des jours". On aime toujours la poésie à LIEUX DIT !
Excercising with standards, like Jazz players. Typical view of Kirkjufell moutnain, in Grundarfjordur.
Other "standards" flic.kr/s/aHBqjC9cLL
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Gimsøya, Lofoten, Norway
December 2025
Camera: Nikon FM2n
Film/Film Format: 35mm film Ilford HP5 Plus 400, Push 2
Lens: Nikkor (pancake) 50mm f/1.8 AI-s
Scanner: Noritsu scanner, 16-base (from a local lab in Singapore)
"Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there.
I let my neighbor know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
‘Stay where you are until our backs are turned!’
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, ‘Good fences make good neighbors.’
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
‘Why do they make good neighbors? Isn’t it
Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offense.
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That wants it down.’ I could say ‘Elves’ to him,
But it’s not elves exactly, and I’d rather
He said it for himself. I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
He moves in darkness as it seems to me,
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father’s saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, ‘Good fences make good neighbors.’"
Robert Frost, Mending Wall
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Holzheim - Diez - Birlenbach - Holzheim
17 Km - 277 Höhenmeter - Höchster Punkt 204 Meter -
Plus 8 bis 16 Grad - Sonne
Photography exhibit at the Minneapolis Institute of Art. I've been reading a Definitive Visual History of Photography and wish I had finished the book prior to seeing the exhibit. I have so much to learn. I still thought the exhibit was phenomenal and have a few pics of my own to upload. I really liked this guys shiny, shiny yellow hat.
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♫ écouter listen La Nuit N'en Finit Plus : Petula Clark
Quand je ne dors pas
La nuit se traîne
La nuit n'en finit plus
Et j'attends que quelque chose vienne
Mais je ne sais qui je ne sais quoi
J'ai envie d'aimer, j'ai envie de vivre
Malgré le vide de tout ce temps passé
De tout ce temps gaché
Et de tout ce temps perdu
Dire qu'il y a tant d'êtres sur la terre
Qui comme moi ce soir sont solitaires
C'est triste à mourir
Quel monde insensé
Je voudrais dormir et ne plus penser
J'allume une cigarette
J'ai des idées noires en tête
Et la nuit me parait si longue, si longue, si longue
Au loin parfois j'entends d'un bruit de pas
Quelqu'un qui vient
Mais tout s'éfface et puis c'est le silence
La nuit ne finira donc pas
La lune est bleue, il y a des jardins
Des amoureux qui s'en vont main dans la main
Et moi je suis là
A pleurer sans savoir pourquoi
A tourner comme une âme en peine
Oui, seule avec moi-même
A désirer quelqu'un que j'aime
pas cette nuit, pas cette nuit
Qui ne finira donc jamais
Mais j'ai trop le cafard
Je voudrais partir au hasard
Partir au loin et dès le jour venu
La nuit, oh la nuit n'en finit plus
Oh oh oh oh, oh ! la nuit ne finit plus
MGB Standler Tea 2/2 No 802 shunting loco doing a transfer between the Gornergrat Railway and the Matterhorn Gotthard Bahn(MGB) which is the mainline south to Visp. Freight is transferred across daily but quite fortunate to stumble across this move.
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Ce soir, la lune a changé de couleur et dévoile plus de cratères aussi. Si vous comparez la photo de la nuit dernière et celle d'aujourd'hui, il y a eu des changements importants, même si de loin ils ne se voient pas. Un peu comme tout. Nous changeons tous chaque minute, même si nous n'avons pas conscience de cette évolution. Rien ne se perd, tout se transforme disaient les anciens...Parole de sagesse, non?
One more shot of our unexpected migration guest this spring who kept us smiling for the duration of its visit....... The first day of its stay, every time another bird would enter its "space," the sparrow's boldly striped crest would pop up and along and with the "evil eye stare," cause the approacher to quickly retreat! I think the regular backyard birds were as surprised by its presence as we were. They eventually reached a truce and somewhat tolerated sharing the backyard for the rest of its short stay.
Dans un village Masaï, danse traditionnelle des hommes de l'ethnie, caractérisée par les sauts impressionnants des guerriers.
Les Masaï ou Maasaï, les plus connus car les plus accessibles des tribus du Kenya et vivant à proximité des parcs animaliers fréquentés par les touristes, constituent une population d’éleveurs et de guerriers semi-nomades d'Afrique de l'Est, répartie principalement dans le centre et le sud-ouest du Kenya et au nord de la Tanzanie.
Ils ont résisté aux incitations des gouvernements kényan et tanzanien visant à leur faire adopter un mode de vie plus sédentaire et à adopter l’agriculture.
La vie traditionnelle des Maasaï s’organise autour du bétail, qui constitue leur principale source de nourriture mais, même si la viande et le sang sont des constituants traditionnels du régime maasaï, ce ne sont pas des aliments de base. Les Maasaïs consomment d'importantes quantités de plantes dont ils connaissent les vertus médicinales.
De langue nilotique, ils sont apparentés à l'ethnie Turkana qui vit plus au nord, près du lac du même nom et dont je parlerai prochainement.
Lens is the chunky Minolta MC Rokkor QE 100mm f3.5 Macro. In fairness I should be comparing this lens to my Pentax-M 100mm f4 macro, rather than the Rikenon. Both the Rokkor and the Pentax will focus down to half life-size.
The Pentax 'M' design philosophy was to produce lenses that were elegant, light, and compact. Almost all had a 49mm filter thread. The focus ring on the Pentax is buttery smooth and superbly dampened.
In contrast the Rokkor is like a brick (592g vs just 378g) and utilitarian in design. Yes, the lens is a smidgin faster (f3.5 vs f4), though not enough to justify the weight difference. Filter thread is 55mm. The focus ring moves in a way that suggests the lens has seen plenty of use.
While the two lenses handle quite differently, I do like the solid feel of the early Rokkor lenses.
The results so far look very nice.
As a comparison, I had photographed this same clump of daises just over a year ago - with the Rikenon.
www.flickr.com/photos/rod_keri/52291907075/in/album-72177...
Remember, you can never have too many macro lenses.