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This is about belonging. Or, more precisely, about where you think you are belonging. It's not the open skies above all and everyone without distinction. Is it these little garages? Closer. It's the flag that gives it away. We are English. English spoken here. Our two surviving pubs are still in English hands. Our imagined community is an English one. However, the community we actually live in has grown beyond that. The doctors in our local surgery are from India, Pakistan, Europe. Our pharmacy is run by African and Asian pharmacists. Our two shops are run by Asians, the two restaurants as well and when you call a taxi it would have an Asian driver. The fish and chips shop is Turkish and the delivery drivers would come from Africa and various countries of the Near East, the Indian subcontinent and Eastern Europe. At the petrol station you would be served by people with an Asian background. All the hospitals in our vicinity have international staff. I could continue. I have nothing against Englishness. I am grateful to England, as it were, for having given me a second chance to live my life and I have always regarded it as 'grace' that the city of Birmingham, so much destroyed by the bombing raids of the Nazis, supplied me, someone from Hamburg, a city almost flattened by the allied bombing raids, with an opportunity to heal the damage of the past. All I am saying is that the current phenomenon of flag-waving is in considerable tension with the realities on the ground and that the real battleground is not imagined identity but the profound inequality in terms of having access to the good life. Fuji X100F.
Morning on a beach near Hua Hin in Thailand. Or more precisely, a small village just south of it.
The local fishing fleet is getting ready to begin their work for the day.
To witness something like this, you have to get up very early, because that's exactly what the hardworking fishermen do. When I arrived, it was before sunrise. And I wasn't the first one there.
Morgens an einem Strand bei Hua Hin in Thailand. Oder genauer gesagt einem kleinen Dorf südlich davon.
Die örtliche Fischereiflotte macht sich gerade bereit, ihrem Tagwerk nachzugehen.
Um so etwas mitzuerleben, muss man schon sehr früh aufstehen, denn das tun die fleißigen Fischer auch. Als ich hier ankam, war das noch vor Sonnenaufgang. Und da war ich nicht der Erste.
It's a really spacial border, especially nowadays...
The Polish-Russian border on the Vistula Spit (or more precisely - between Poland and the Kaliningrad Oblast) is one of the most unusual in Europe. The external border of the European Union and NATO runs here, and the dividing line is marked by a narrow, spit. After the Second World War, this narrow strip of land between the Baltic Sea and the Vistula Lagoon was divided between Poland and the USSR. There is a mesh fence across the beach and several meters into the water. Behind it, the exclusion zone begins and about 250 meters away is the border of the two countries. The border cannot be crossed here, but its surroundings are a beautiful place for a walk.
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Płot graniczny na Mierzei Wiślanej. Specyficzne miejsce, zwłaszcza w dzisiejszych czasach...
Granica polsko-rosyjska na Mierzei Wiślanej (a dokładnie miedzy polską a Obwodem Kaliningradzkim) jest jedną z najbardziej niezwykłych w całej Europie. Przebiega tu zewnętrzna granica Unii Europejskiej oraz NATO, a linia podziału wyznaczona została przez wąską, niezamieszkałą w tym miejscu mierzeję. Ten wąski pas lądu oblewany przez Morze Bałtyckie oraz wody Zalewu Wiślanego po II wojnie światowej został podzielony miedzy Polskę a ZSRR. W poprzek plaży oraz kilkanaście metrów wgłąb wody stoi siatka. Za nią rozpoczyna się strefa zamknięta i około 250 metrów dalej jest granica obu państw. Granicy nie można tu przekraczać, jednak jej okolice to piękne miejsce na spacer.
The Mausoleum of Theodoric, in Ravenna, is the most famous funerary construction of the Ostrogoths. We do not know precisely when and by whom it was built, that is to say if its realization was provided by theodoric the Great himself still alive (therefore before 526), or if his daughter Amalasunta provided for it close to the death of his father.
The mausoleum is included, since 1996, in the list of Italian world heritage sites by UNESCO, within the serial site "Early Christian Monuments of Ravenna".
Il Mausoleo di Teodorico, a Ravenna, è la più celebre costruzione funeraria degli Ostrogoti. Non sappiamo con precisione quando e da chi fu costruito, vale a dire se alla sua realizzazione provvedesse lo stesso Teodorico il Grande ancora in vita (pertanto prima del 526), o se vi provvedesse la figlia Amalasunta a ridosso della morte del padre.
Il mausoleo è inserito, dal 1996, nella lista dei siti italiani patrimonio dell'umanità dall'UNESCO, all'interno del sito seriale "Monumenti paleocristiani di Ravenna".
This monochrome image shows a landscape at the Hungry Horse Reservoir in Montana. The foreground of the composition is framed by the silhouettes of tall, bare pine trees, with an Osprey sitting atop a large nest. A small island, covered in thick pine trees, is situated in the reservoir, and in the background, rugged mountains can be seen in the Flathead National Forest. More precisely, these mountains are in the Flathead Range, which is a part of the Northern Rocky Mountains.
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Done in the almost pitch dark, by using long exposure, remote switch on camera and torchlight - more precisely waving a torch around and about and up and down until enough seconds seemed ok! (11 secs here). Good fun.
solvang has many different personalities. preserved for ages. it's a city that I would love going back to over and over. there's not much going on and precisely the reason why most people go there.
No words to describe, Perfect.
He did accidently drop fish to ground. We noticed how precisely he ate head first, rest of fish in contact. Except for a few Talon marks on body.
Espinaredo, o también conocido como Espinaréu, es un municipio asturiano muy conocido por sus hórreos. Representa uno de los mejores ejemplos de Asturias de esta arquitectura popular. Estas construcciones agrarias las podemos ver por diferentes lugares de la región, aunque en esta localidad hay una gran concentración. Es una visita interesante para los que quieran conocer un poco más de la vida rural.
Espinaredo, el pueblo de los hórreos de Asturias
¿Qué son los hórreos de Espinaredo? Se trata de construcciones de madera que se realizaban para conservar cosechas y carne. Están construidas en altura, para garantizar precisamente que los alimentos estén a buen recaudo y evitar la humedad o que los animales pudieran acceder.
Especialmente los hórreos de Asturias están en la parte más oriental de la región. Los habitantes tenían que adaptarse a las condiciones climáticas de esta región tan húmeda y al guardar los alimentos en altura evitaban el contacto directo con el suelo y las lluviasEspinaredo, or also known as Espinaréu, is an Asturian municipality well known for its granaries. It represents one of the best examples of this popular architecture in Asturias. We can see these agricultural constructions in different places in the region, although there is a great concentration in this town. It is an interesting visit for those who want to know a little more about rural life.
Espinaredo, the town of the granaries of Asturias
What are the hórreos de Espinaredo? These are wooden constructions that were made to preserve crops and meat. They are built in height, to guarantee precisely that food is safely stored and avoid humidity or that animals could access.
Especially the granaries of Asturias are in the easternmost part of the region. The inhabitants had to adapt to the climatic conditions of this very humid region and by storing food in height they avoided direct contact with the ground and the rains
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Sensor oxidation is visible at the top of photographs. Usually when there's a blue or clear sky.
It looks like an elongated dust spot. If I don't touch the photo with Lightroom, it's precisely to show the sensor oxidation.
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La oxidacion del sensor se ve en la parte superior de las fotografias.Generalmente cuando hay un cielo azul,o claro.
Parece una mancha alargada de polvo.Si no toco la foto con Lightroom es para que se vea,precisamente,la oxidacion del sensor.
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Honestly if you were a bird wouldn’t you prefer to bath in this birdbath over a puddle? Well of course you would and precisely why we supply such a venue, lol. We have no fewer than four on the property. One of my weekly chores in my retirement is yard maintenance is looking after our many and varied feathered friends. Thanks for viewing my photos. Gratitude and Kindness can smooth out the rough edges in life.
► ▓░█ ALTHOUGH THERE'S still five to six minutes left until the astronomical sunset, ideal horizon lies here behind the dykes and other relief blocking the view. So it appears that this is precisely the sunset. –Note in the distance the usual euphoric bird play around this time (or sunrise) with the setting Sun as backstage.
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What's in a name?, one might well ask. Anyone visiting Butterfly Houses anywhere will likely encounter beautiful Zebra Heliconian or Zebra Longwing. Those who look at Latin names might be surprised: there's a prevalent spelling of 'Heliconius charitonia' which is quite wrong, missing out an 'h'. The 'official' name is: Heliconius charithonia. If you're interested, look at the learned taxonomical article by Andrew V.Z. Brower in the Journal of the Lepidopterists' Society , 1994. In two closely printed pages all the pros and cons of this name-giving are precisely and astutely treated. It's a good read, too!
In the photo are three of them savoring a Bidens, a Beggartick. Here again a matter of naming. The sign tells us that this is Bidens biternata (Lour.) Merr. & Sherff, and that it hails from China. If this is the case, it's the same plant that João de Loureiro (1717-1791) (cf: www.flickr.com/photos/87453322@N00/25180121449/in/photoli...) described (1790) as Coreopsis biternata. But I don't think the Bidens in the photo is this one. Loureiro's plant has yellow asterlike flowers, and these are white. Perhaps the Hortus has seeded 'Biternata' here and these Longwings and I alit on white before they've flowered...
Tiny crustaceans dye S'Albufera a pretty pink hue.
According to the Balearics Environmental Agency, this is caused by the presence of 'artemia' or 'brine shrimp', a small Mediterranean crustacean that has proliferated thanks to the high saline content of the water and its rise in temperature. But this is not at all bad news, artemia is the preferred food of many of the birds that live in the wetlands especially flamingos who are pink precisely because they feed off these tiny water animals.
S'Albufera, Majorca
Ein Spiegel für das, was man nicht sagt
Die Tundra zeigt nichts Überflüssiges. Und gerade deshalb zeigt sie alles. Wer dort steht, sieht plötzlich die eigenen Gedanken klarer, weil nichts da ist, das sie übertönt.
A mirror for what remains unsaid
The tundra reveals nothing superfluous. And that is precisely why it reveals everything. Standing there, you suddenly see your own thoughts more clearly, because there is nothing to drown them out.
A few months ago, I had a lull in the creativity department. Sometimes, just getting out to shoot something---anything, will reignite the flame. I decided to try something new. I went for a drive, stopping every mile (precisely) and photographing whatever was before me. This was mile 1. I drove 8 miles and got 7 pictures. (I was prevented from the 8th mile picture due to lack of stopping places on the road, lol.)
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We arrived at St. Giles Cathedral in Edinburgh precisely at the time they were setting up gear and additional seats for an advent concert which unfortunately we had no time to witness. Loved the interior of this Cathedral and especially the sculpture of John Knox, the Scottish Reformator, which stands modestly in one corner on the right hand side.
Bagley Lakes, Table Mountain, and its eponymous glacier at precisely this time last year. This area gets some of the most snow of any place on earth, with the ski area just downhill from this spot holding the world record for one season – 1,140 inches (95.0 ft; 29.0 m), recorded during the 1998–99 season – as well as the unofficially highest average annual snowfall of any resort in the world, with 641 inches (53.4 ft; 16.3 m). The seven-mile hike I took on this day (with my canine sidekick Bailey) never went much above 5,300 feet of elevation, but it was still pretty grueling, and involved some significant stretches of snow on the trail, even at the end of August.
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∎ If we break a lance for someone, it means nothing more than that we support that person and stand up for them. The expression comes from the Middle Ages, when knights regularly competed against each other in tournaments to find out who was the strongest and bravest among them. One discipline of these competitions was the so-called joust, the fight with the lance.
Originally, people used these spear-shaped poles as projectiles, but later they were converted into stabbing weapons that were used in tournaments and broke during the fight. In the medieval imagination, knights did not fight for themselves, but for others - this could be a nobleman or a woman they wanted to impress. So they broke their lance in honor of these people.
In addition, the duel with the lance was considered a legal means of settling disputes. If two people did not agree on something, they could decide in battle who was right. However, the two quarrelers did not necessarily have to fight each other; they could also choose members of their families to break the lance for them.
Regardless of whether the breaking of the lance resulted from a legal dispute or a fight for honor - today we only break it literally. And that is precisely when we stand up for another person with determination.
Source Text: geolino-redewendungen
Handheld long exposure. More precisely, multiple regular exposures blended to give the effect of long exposure. I’ve found this still requires a fairly steady hand though or you can end up with blurred or heavily cropped pictures.
The warmth of the sun still lingers on her skin as she walks barefoot along the path.
One last glance back at the water, a quiet smile – it is precisely these moments that linger.
She’s returning from sunbathing, her thoughts light, her head clear. In one hand her sandals, in the other her bag – and on her back, her new radio bag from Royal Bags.
Unobtrusive, yet somehow exactly the detail that completes the moment.
Music plays softly, barely audible to others, but just right for her.
A personal soundtrack for this little stroll between sunshine and everyday life.
It’s not a grand statement – more that quiet feeling of ‘everything’s just right right now’.
And perhaps that’s exactly what makes this rucksack so special:
It accompanies her without imposing itself… and turns a simple walk home into a little summer moment.
Many thanks to Remy for this lovely gift :)
The bag is available for men and women in six different colours.
You can find the Royal Bags shop here:
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The rain fell gently from the sky, as if it were falling just for her.
Under the pink umbrella, the world seemed a little brighter, and every drop sounded like a quiet promise.
She danced lightly through the puddles, her heart full of warmth, as if the rain itself were in love.
Because sometimes it is precisely these moments – wet, sparkling and full of emotion – when happiness quietly says ‘hello’.
Faced with the possibility that this image is not correctly interpreted, I would like to make a description: this image, has the commitment to be, a critic to the behavior of the masculine gender of this society. In the face of the increasing number of cases of deaths and abuses to which women are subjected. The center of the image is precisely the poster. Zoo Realty. In a clear Irony, that for animals the Zoo, is in the next exit
Captured 11/01/2021, Samburu NP, Kenya. Elephant babies this small cannot control their trunks precisely, and must practice!
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On 7 January 2026, the Netherlands lies beneath a thick blanket of snow. Code Orange is in effect, and its impact is felt everywhere: flights are cancelled, trains and buses are barely running—if at all—and daily life comes to an abrupt standstill. Roads turn into white ribbons, calendars are wiped clean, and the country is forced to shift into a lower gear. At the same time, this weather brings something unexpected. Silence. Slowness. A landscape that seems momentarily set back in time. Normally, the centre of Amsterdam is always just a few degrees warmer. Because of dense buildings, water, and urban heat, snow rarely lingers here. It usually turns wet, grey, and disappears quickly. But not today. Along the Herengracht, at the corner of the Blauwburgwal, snow falls without pause. The flakes drift down thick and soft, settling on the quay, along the water, and against the façades of the canal houses. The row of buildings forms a long, calm perspective—dark brick, pale window frames, gently dusted with snow. The street feels unusually empty. No cars, hardly any movement. Only footprints slowly fading beneath a fresh layer of white. A lone cyclist walks his bike. Street lanterns cast a warm glow onto the snow, softening the winter light. Behind a few windows, lights are on—small and quiet—signs of life within an otherwise stilled city. The open intersection at the Blauwburgwal enhances the sense of space and calm—as if Amsterdam is taking a breath here. With traffic largely absent, the snow is given the chance to remain. Sound is muffled, lines become simpler, and the pace naturally slows. People walk more slowly, look around, pause for a moment. There is disruption, without question—but also wonder. On this winter day, Amsterdam feels smaller, quieter, and almost timeless. And even here, on the Herengracht, the snow remains: rare, fragile, and precisely for that reason, so special.
Fresh snowfall on the Herengracht, at the corner of the Blauwburgwal, during a winter storm of 7 January 2026. Amsterdam falls silent as snow lingers in the city centre.
Op 7 januari 2026 ligt Nederland onder een dik pak sneeuw. Code Oranje is van kracht en dat is overal voelbaar: vluchten zijn geannuleerd, treinen en bussen rijden nauwelijks of helemaal niet, en het dagelijkse ritme valt abrupt stil. Wegen veranderen in witte linten, agenda’s worden leeg geveegd en het land schakelt ongewild een versnelling terug. Tegelijkertijd heeft dit weer ook iets bijzonders. Stilte. Vertraging. Een landschap dat even lijkt te zijn teruggezet in de tijd. Normaal gesproken is het centrum van Amsterdam altijd nét een paar graden warmer. Door bebouwing, water en stedelijke warmte blijft sneeuw hier zelden liggen. Meestal wordt het snel nat, grijs en verdwenen. Maar vandaag niet. Op de Herengracht, ter hoogte van de hoek met de Blauwburgwal, sneeuwt het onafgebroken. De vlokken vallen dicht en zacht en blijven liggen op de kade, langs het water en tegen de gevels van de grachtenpanden. De rij huizen vormt een lang, rustig perspectief — donker baksteen, lichte kozijnen, subtiel bedekt met sneeuw. De straat oogt ongewoon leeg. Geen auto’s, nauwelijks beweging. Alleen voetstappen die langzaam verdwijnen onder een nieuwe laag wit. Een enkele fietser duwt zijn fiets voort. Lantaarns werpen een warme gloed over de sneeuw en verzachten het winterlicht. Achter ramen brandt licht, klein en stil, als teken van leven in een verder verstilde stad. De open kruising bij de Blauwburgwal versterkt het gevoel van ruimte en rust — alsof Amsterdam hier even ademhaalt. Doordat het verkeer vrijwel ontbreekt, krijgt de sneeuw de kans om te blijven liggen. Geluid wordt gedempt, lijnen worden eenvoudiger, het tempo zakt vanzelf. Mensen lopen langzamer, kijken om zich heen, blijven even staan. Er is overlast, zonder twijfel — maar ook verwondering. Op deze winterdag voelt Amsterdam kleiner, stiller en bijna tijdloos. En zelfs hier, op de Herengracht, blijft de sneeuw liggen: zeldzaam, kwetsbaar en precies daarom zo bijzonder.
The River Nith is a river in south-west Scotland. The Nith rises in the Carsphairn hills of East Ayrshire, more precisely between Prickeny Hill and Enoch Hill, 4.4 miles (7.1 km) east of Dalmellington. For the majority of its course it flows in a southerly direction through Dumfries and Galloway and then into the Solway Firth at Airds point. Quoted from Wikipedia
"Schreitender Mann und Schreitende Frau" (1932, Karl Stemolak) de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karl_Stemolak
Sculptures in the Friedrich-Engels-Platz residential complex in Brigittenau, the 20th district of Vienna, more precisely at Kapaunplatz. These municipality buildings, erected in the early 1930s, were supplemented by further apartment blocks in the 1950s. I moved into one of them, and my new address is at the back right. I now live in a senior citizens' shared apartment, which is a great thing!
Goldentail morays (Gymnothorax miliaris) are usually brown with tiny yellow spots, see here). Every once is a while you find one that is yellow with some brown to form a honeycomb. (Or more precisely, instead of small yellow spots, there are large yellow spots.)
This was a small one, maybe 15cm long in total. The trick is to get it to be out of its hiding hole enough to get the strobes to light the moray without hitting the background coral.
28-January-2025
The gust front has generated a robust storm cell over Kvarner gulf, but now the weather is improving with drier and cooler air from the North.
It is precisely towards the North (from Kršine brdo, 40m) that the view in this sky-landscape panoramic shot is; that is towards the base of the cape and the Istrian peninsula to which it belongs as the extreme southern strip of land that extends into the northern Adriatic Sea.
Great Egret hunting in the meadow
Every summer this Great Egret comes to our house and hunts the open land around us. He knows precisely where to find his summer fare of lizards, snakes and voles. His movements bring to mind nature's form of Tai Chi as he slowly and precisely moves through the landscape always coming away quite satisfied...
DE: Auf der Leerfahrt vom Handelshafen zurück zum Rangierbahnhof, um dort den zweiten DHL Paketzug an den Haken zu nehmen, überquert 294 616 die denkmalgeschützte Mühlau-Hubbrücke. Der Wettergott hatte wohl ein Einsehen und so war genau im richtigen Moment die Sonne zur Stelle.
EN: On the empty run from the commercial port back to the marshalling yard to pick up the second DHL parcel train, 294 616 crosses the listed Mühlau lift bridge. The god of weather must have had a good eye and so the sun was at hand precisely in the right moment.
being knowledgeable is essential, because, to me, nothing appears quite so difficult as to pose a model well and light him correctly, for the very reason that it seems so simple to do.
In the interest of photography and photographers I cannot urge amateurs enough to understand that photography is not a trade but an art and that, as a consequence, their feeling and their knowledge must be reflected in their works just as the feeling of a painter is reflected in his paintings :-)
Adalbert Cuvelier
Truth Matters!
narcissus, daffodil, 'Golden Sunbeam', j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
Another image from my wonderful journey to California this summer of 2019 with my west coast damsel who took me to the city by the bay, or more precisely across the Golden Gate Bridge into Marin County, on the grounds of what once was a military installation defending San Francisco and Northern California but today is largest urban national park in the United States, the Golden Gate National Recreation Area (GGNRA). While at the San Francisco Bay Area and as we traveled up the Pacific Coast Highway, I was constantly hampered or tasked by the eerie fog or marine layer which is the result of prevailing northwest winds actually change because of the in the summer the inland temperatures are quite hot, 90’ + so the bay is often subject to low clouds and fog. I was forewarned by my sweet companion but it’s one of those things that you got to see to believe. So the day we ventured into Sausalito into the Marin Highlands was such a day and in addition, the hand carved passage tunnel to the Point Bonita Lighthouse was closed which a very kind and helpful NPS Ranger informed us and told us of vantage point that the Point Bonita Lighthouse could be view. We hiked up there, the constraining marine layer notwithstanding, I was able to capture this image of the Point Bonita Lighthouse through substantial fog from that vantage point, thank you NPS Park Ranger. I hope to convince my west coast damsel to venture here again on my next trip out west, so we may venture to the actual lighthouse.
Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
stating point of view.
Indicate precisely what you mean to say,
yours sincerely, wasting away.
--The Beatles
Vancouver Island is just coming out of a major wind storm.... more than 100 power outages on South Vancouver Island alone and we were without power for most of the day yesterday. It is currently snowing heavily... much nicer than a couple of days ago... and I am still hopeful for good photography in the snowy environment.... This being said... It is curious that when you feel you would have time to do all kinds of things that have been on the back of your mind for a while, is the day where you precisely can't do them... there are not much you can do without electricity.... and the moment the electrical power is back... you are too busy doing the things that were on mind when you were without … c'est la vie... These will be my last postings on Flickr for the next little while... Have fun! Wishing you all the best photos opportunities... as always...
Mainau, Konstanz, Baden-Württemberg, Deutschland.
Mainau es una isla de Alemania, localizada en el Lago de Constanza y más precisamente en la parte noroccidental conocida como lago de Überlingen (Überlinger See). La isla está conectada por el sur con la tierra firme mediante un puente.
Mainau se encuentra comprendida en el territorio comunal de la ciudad de Constanza y de hecho la mejor forma de llegar a la misma es por medio del transporte urbano de esta ciudad, que tiene una línea de autobús con parada en el acceso a la isla. Ésta es un importante destino turístico gracias a su suave clima, merced al cual alberga una vegetación muy rica en especies, incluso subtropicales y tropicales.
La entrada a la isla se hace previo pago, pero su cuidada vegetación, los millones de flores que la decoran (como es evidente, fundamentalmente en los meses de primavera y verano), sus invernaderos de palmas y de mariposas - en el cual estas sobrevuelan libremente a los visitantes y son de gran variedad y grandes tamaños -, su espacio con variados tipos de columpios complejos, y su pequeña zona con diferentes animales, junto a otros detalles, son de un interés objetivo.
De acuerdo con todo lo anterior, el lugar también es denominado La isla de las flores.
Mainau is an island in Germany, located on Lake Constance and more precisely in the northwestern part known as Lake Überlingen (Überlinger See). The island is connected by the south with the mainland by means of a bridge.
Mainau is included in the communal territory of the city of Constanza and in fact the best way to get there is through the urban transport of this city, which has a bus line with stop at the access to the island. This is an important tourist destination thanks to its mild climate, thanks to which it shelters a vegetation very rich in species, even subtropical and tropical.
The entrance to the island is made after payment, but its careful vegetation, the millions of flowers that decorate it (as is evident, mainly in the months of spring and summer), its greenhouses of palms and butterflies - in which they fly over freely to visitors and they are of great variety and size - their space with varied types of complex swings, and their small area with different animals, together with other details, are of an objective interest.
In agreement with all the previous thing, the place also is denominated the island of the flowers.
This little bird appeared out of nowhere or, more precisely, it startled up from near my feet and landed on a nearby acacia. It watched me closely, as if its burrow lay just out of sight. I took a few shots, then quietly continued my walk.
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Introduction
Praise and Worship Music "The One Who Holds Sovereignty Over Everything" (Christian Musical Documentary)
Throughout the vast universe, all celestial bodies move precisely within their own orbits. Under the heavens, mountains, rivers, and lakes all have their boundaries, and all creatures live and reproduce throughout the four seasons in accordance with the laws of life…. This is all so exquisitely designed—is there a Mighty One ruling and arranging all this? Since coming into this world crying we have begun playing different roles in life. We move from birth to old age to illness to death, we go between joy and sorrow…. Where does mankind really come from, and where will we really go? Who is ruling our fates? From ancient times to modern days, great nations have risen up, dynasties have come and gone, and countries and peoples have flourished and perished in the tides of history…. Just like the laws of nature, the laws of humanity's development contain infinite mysteries. Would you like to know the answers to them? The Christian musical documentary The One Who Holds Sovereignty Over Everything will guide you to get to the root of this, to unveil all of these mysteries!
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A rice swift butterfly on a garden plant. I was busy photographing a snail that had climbed up the leaves of a water hyacinth after sunset when I suddenly noticed this butterfly on the adjoining plant. It allowed me precisely two shots before flying away.
The Heel Stone at Stonehenge is a natural stone, which has not been worked by tools, and extends someway underground. It weighs around 35 tonnes. It marks precisely the direction of the midwinter sunset and midsummer sunrise in relation to the main group of stones. Unfortunately, I dn't quite get the sunset I hoped for at Winter Solstice 2023, but there was at least some colour in the clouds.
I live only a short drive from Stonehenge, dating to around 2,300 BC in its current form, is one of the world's most mysterious and iconic sites, but I don't often go there to take photos: it's expensive to get in and the crowds can make it difficult to get good shots.
One of my parishioners asked me to take her there so she could watch the winter solstice sunset. Around 6,000 people had been there to see the sunrise that morning, but at sunset there were maybe 100 or 150. The horizon was cloudy at sunset itself, but I did get some great shots of the stones about 20-30 minutes before sunset. It was a very windy afternoon.
St Albans Cathedral. We are now in the 14th century, and this clock would precisely indicate when and at what time we would have the next solar eclipse whilst pilgrims would arrive and marvel at the holy remains of Saint Albanus. Richard of Wallingford was a scholar and the Abbot of what was then St Albans Abbey. He designed this astronomical clock (here a replica made in 1988) which was finished around 1355 (and demolished when Henry VIII confiscated the abbey and made sure that the shrine of St Albanus was flattened). Fuji X-E3.
Or better: Hippeastrum is a genus in the family Amaryllidaceae.
The name Hippeastrum, given to it by William Herbert, means "Knight's-star-lily", although precisely what Herbert meant by the name is not certain.
For many years there was confusion among botanists over the generic names Amaryllis and Hippeastrum, one result of which is that the common name "Amaryllis" is mainly used for cultivars of this genus, often sold as indoor flowering bulbs particularly at Christmas in the northern hemisphere.
By contrast the generic name Amaryllis applies to bulbs from South Africa, usually grown outdoors. The genus is native to tropical and subtropical regions of the Americas from Argentina north to Mexico and the Caribbean.
And although the 1987 decision settled the question of the scientific name of the genus, the common name "Amaryllis" continues to be used.
Bulbs sold as Amaryllis and described as ready to bloom for the holidays belong to the genus Hippeastrum.
I love the more theatrical dramatic light for some flowers: the 'divas', LOL.
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Bittern | The Bird ID Company
When a bittern takes flight, it reveals broad, rounded wings with a slow, steady wingbeat, and its legs trail behind. The bird has a stocky build, thick neck, and overall buff-brown, streaked plumage that provides excellent camouflage. It typically flies low over the marsh, its neck sometimes retracted, to quickly return to the cover of reeds
From a bird hide in the Netherlands, I had the chance to capture this kingfisher. At first, everything was in shadow, but a little later the kingfisher was precisely lit by the sun, while the background was still dark. Which produced this very cool image
20250521 LEICA M9 14 Puente
Sensor oxidation is visible at the top of photographs. Usually when there's a blue or clear sky.
It looks like an elongated dust spot. If I don't touch the photo with Lightroom, it's precisely to show the sensor oxidation.
This message will appear on all photographs.
I have a UV/IR filter on my lens.
LEICA, SAVE THE M9. PLEASE.
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La oxidacion del sensor se ve en la parte superior de las fotografias.Generalmente cuando hay un cielo azul,o claro.
Parece una mancha alargada de polvo.Si no toco la foto con Lightroom es para que se vea,precisamente,la oxidacion del sensor.
Este mensaje aparecera en todas las fotografias.
En el objetivo llevo puesto un filtro UV IR.
LEICA SALVA LA M9.POR FAVOR.
Creo que Leica tendria que darnos una solucion.