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Barolo, an important wine producing area noted for its Barolo wine of the same name.
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Medium-sized songbird that produces one of eastern Australia’s most familiar rainforest calls. Olive brown above, with white throat patch contrasting strongly with black face, crest, and breast. Juvenile lacks white patch. Feeds on the ground, most commonly in dense vegetation of rainforest and other wet forests. Very vocal. Male sings “oooooo...doo-doo-doo–whipp!” and female responds “pew pew.” (eBird)
Duet - listen to recording 1: xeno-canto.org/species/Psophodes-olivaceus
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Heard frequently in rainforests of eastern Australia, we quickly learned the song. At O'Reilly's, they are very tame and would come to people for food. In fact, a few times they were too close to photograph, even with the 100-400mm lens. The main problem is that they love the deepest, darkest parts of the forest, so very noisy and dark originals. This photo has been significantly edited to bring out the bird from the gloom.
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Yet another shot from my creek bank session. Here, I really like the light and the bokeh, where the grass produced a bokeh that seems to add some movement to the background. I hope you like it too!
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Michael Wolf
Life in cities
Michael Wolf (born 1954 in Munich) is a German artist and photographer lives and works in Hong Kong and Paris. His work focuses on the life in big cities.
For the first time ever, working in close collaboration with the Hague Museum of Photography, the Rencontres d’Arles is presenting a selective overview of the autonomous works created by Wolf. Wolf’s key 21st-century theme is “life in cities”, as he observes it in vast metropolises like Tokyo, Hong Kong and Chicago. The striking feature of these impressive series is the changing points of view adopted by the artist in order to show the complexity of modern city life.
The magnum opus of the exhibition is The Real Toy Story installation (2004), featuring over 20,000 plastic “Made in China” toys found by him in junk markets and second-hand shops in the United States. Amid this overwhelming array of mass-produced stuff for kids, Michael Wolf shows sympathetic portraits of individual Chinese assembly-belt workers producing toys to satisfy the manic worldwide demand for cheap consumer goods.
A n unimaginable exhibition ! He has also captured thousands of people living in 32 feet square ! After this visit, we're very happy to come back home !
Solomon's seal is an old cottage garden plant that appears early in spring, producing graceful, arching stems with precisely paired, oval leaves along their length. These are quickly joined by dangling, green-tipped, white bells that persist throughout late spring and early summer. Stems and foliage remain eye-catching even after the flowers are over.
It's the time of year when fresh fruit and flower stands are starting to pop up all over .... these strawberries were last night's dessert.
Hope it's a great weekend for everyone! ;)
I shoot in AV mode most of the time, today I decided to try Manual... and was really happy with the results... but so much to think about!! lol...
"Because it can produce a few notes, though they are very flat; and it is nevar put with the wrong end in front!"
The Happiest of 10/6 to you!! Or for those that aren't Mad...National Mad Hatter Day... Spot of Tea????
There was a Farmers' Market in a nearby town when I was there this week, with signs up that said masks were required for entry. The booths were adequately spaced to allow for social distancing as well, and the vendors were wearing masks along with the shoppers.
I don't know why this vendor was maskless, though this booth was just outside the area that was cordoned off for the market. Anyway, the scene seemed right for the Our Daily Challenge "Protected or Protective" topic, as well as for "Summertime."
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Produced from 1944, this Griffon engined model designed for photo-reconnaissance had a top speed in excessive of 440mph, not far short of the earliest jets. At least one of these remained in RAF services until 1963.
Taraxacum officinale grows from (generally unbranched) taproots and produces several hollow, leafless flower stems: 470 that are typically 5–40 centimetres (2–15+3⁄4 inches) tall, but sometimes up to 70 cm (28 in) tall. The stems can be tinted purplish, they are upright or lax, and produce flower heads that are held as tall or taller than the foliage. The foliage may be upright-growing or horizontally spreading; the leaves have petioles that are either unwinged or narrowly winged. The stems can be glabrous or sparsely covered with short hairs. Plants have milky latex and the leaves are all basal; each flowering stem lacks bracts and has one single flower head. The yellow flower heads lack receptacle bracts and all the flowers, which are called florets, are ligulate and bisexual. In many lineages, fruits are mostly produced by apomixis,[notwithstanding the flowers are visited by many types of insects.
The leaves are 5–45 cm (2–17+3⁄4 in) long and 1–10 cm (1⁄2–4 in) wide, and are oblanceolate, oblong, or obovate in shape, with the bases gradually narrowing to the petiole. The leaf margins are typically shallowly lobed to deeply lobed and often lacerate or toothed with sharp or dull teeth.
The calyculi (the cuplike bracts that hold the florets) are composed of 12 to 18 segments: each segment is reflexed and sometimes glaucous. The lanceolate shaped bractlets are in two series, with the apices acuminate in shape. The 14–25 millimetres (1⁄2–1 in) wide involucres are green to dark green or brownish-green, with the tips dark gray or purplish. The florets number 40 to over 100 per head, having corollas that are yellow or orange-yellow in color.
The fruits, called cypselae, range in color from olive-green or olive-brown to straw-colored to grayish, they are oblanceoloid in shape and 2–3 mm (1⁄16–1⁄8 in) long with slender beaks. The fruits have 4 to 12 ribs that have sharp edges. The silky pappi, which form the parachutes, are white to silver-white in color and around 6 mm wide. Plants typically have 24 or 40 pairs of chromosomes, while some have 16 or 32 pairs.
I was feeling so accomplished this morning. I got up at 5:40, went to Jazzercise, stopped by the grocery store and set up to take my image all before 8:00. You wouldn't think this would have been that hard to put together but fruits and veggies are roundish and want to roll away so I had to herd them back into the pile. I had it all set up, snapped a few shots only to discover I had things in the frame that weren't supposed to be so I had to rearrange and shoot again. Working on my mmmm Monday series. Wishing you a delicious rainbow today!
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It is native to Korea, Japan, and to Jilin Province in northeastern China, as well as being widely cultivated as an ornamental.
Lilium hansonii is a vigorous early–flowering stem–rooting true lily. It has elliptic to inversely lanced–shaped leaves, pale green, up to 7 inches (18 cm) long and carried in whorls of 12–20 leaves. In early summer it produces racemes of up 10–14 small, nodding, fragrant, flowers with recurved tepals of a brilliant orange–yellow. The tepals are fleshy and show purplish–brown spots near the base. The plant grows to 3–5 feet (1–1.5 m) tall.
Lilium hansonii is named for Peter Hanson (1821–1887), a Danish–born American landscape artist who was an aficionado of tulips and also grew lilies
A trip to my favorite grocery store yesterday helped me with my photo today. I had never seen or purchased purple cauliflower but that is what helped me envision the image. Lovely colorful visions filled my head all night and I am grateful for the vividness of my dreams.
Cheap locally grown fresh fruit and vegetables are in abundance in Riposto on the island of Sicily as many farmers sell their produce direct to local people.........
Foto tomada en una mañana fría y con niebla, que deja su huella en estas pequeñas gotas producida por la condensación.
Photo taken on a cold, foggy morning, which leaves its mark on these small drops produced by condensation.
Another negative that has been rescanned and reprocessed to produce an improved result. The original image, uploaded seven years ago, has been deleted.
The shot was taken at Hartlepool while on a week-long Eastern Region Railrover ticket, and features class 37 unit 37160 hauling a rake of COVHOPS, possibly carrying lime destined for the nearby Steetley Works from Thrislington or Coxhoe Quarry.
Above the loco can be seen the floodlights of the Victoria Ground, home of Hartlepool United FC and, to the left of that, is the dog track - now demolished and replaced by a Morrisons food store. The signal box is just visible through the girders of the barn-like structure on the right.
In the brake van the Guard has his coat hung up, and he's no doubt thinking about the imminent arrival and any tasks he needs to perform before signing off.
The station and surroundings were looking pretty uncared for by this time, hardly unusual for the period. Even so, I suspect there would still be a queue to go back and take a few more snaps, should the opportunity ever come up!
Ilford FP4, rated at 95asa, developed in Acutol.
8th September 1976
Purple Orchid Tree
Bauhinia purpurea Outstanding, exotic rich purple blooms are produced over a long period. Spreading branches are covered with light green leaves. Small, semi-deciduous tropical tree provides long-lasting beauty.
Tatra-87 was produced in 1936-50 in Czechoslovakia. This rear engined sedan (the unorthodox layout inherited by all the subsequent Tatra passenger vehicles) had a 3.0L OHC V8. Besides the rear engine placement, the car is famous for its timeless Art Deco design. This particular example is from 1949.
Татра-87 выпускалась в 1936-50 гг. в Чехословакии. Заднемоторный седан (необычная компоновка, унаследованная всеми последующими легковыми "Татрами") оснащался двигателем V8 объёмом 3,0 Л. Автомобиль выделяется великолепным дизайном в стиле Ар-Деко. Этот экземпляр из 1949 г.
Colorado Pride Agriculture Production with a 1976# behemoth gourd displayed at Denver Botanic Gardens
“We’ll go to Dartmoor for the day,” we said. “It’ll be fun,” we agreed. “Let’s go to Nun’s Cross Farm and then head on down the road to Bellever.”
It seemed that a plan was in the making. An early(ish) start, a drive up to Tavistock for breakfast at a yet to be decided venue and then up onto the moors we’d go. And strangely, things were going in accordance with the blueprint for the day. We were at Morrison’s in Tavistock, filling up with the all day breakfast in the café and adding a few carefully chosen calorie boosting snacks for later. It’s a rather agreeable town; one of the small number I’ve found myself at total ease in. I could add Totnes and Clevedon to that list of places where the majority of the residents appear to lead a quiet yet happy existence, seemingly at peace with themselves. I’m probably wrong of course, and you’ll have your own favourites, but these are the towns where I feel as if I could slip into the neighbourhood and push my shopping trolley quietly around the local Morrison’s without being noticed. I’m rather fond of Abergavenny too for that matter. There’s something about the familiarity of the homely Aldi opposite the big car park and the chippy we almost always stop at after escaping the busy westbound M4 at Newport.
From the gentle streets of Tavistock we climbed out of town on the road towards Princetown, across a grey rainy landscape dotted with lone sheep and grazing ponies, passing the big car park at Pork Hill where the ice cream van that’s forever parked there wasn’t doing any business of note. From Princetown we’d take the long single track lane right to its end near the abandoned farm. Here we mostly sheltered from what was turning into incessant sheets of rain, breaking cover at appropriate intervals to drag a shot or two from the empty wilderness. It was nearly Christmas on a Monday afternoon and hardly another soul was seen. From here we moved on to Bellever, a forest captured so atmospherically by a number of you and a place neither of us had ever managed to visit before. We had a plan to walk up to Bellever Tor and breathe in the big vistas of Dartmoor at its most magnificent bleakness. But along the way we kept finding distractions to hamper our progress in the form of green mossy stone walls lurking in the shadows, put there to slow us down. A good thing perhaps, as we turned left instead of right and ended up on the wrong tor completely. “Do you think that’s Bellever Tor over there?” I asked, pointing towards the eminence on the other side of the forest. “Yes, I rather suspect it might be,” Lee responded as we quickly ditched all notion of heading up there before the end of the day. Getting here had been fun enough, and in retrospect we were probably better off where we’d ended up, photographically speaking at least. Ironically it seems we’d managed to find ourselves on top of Laughter Tor, although we hadn’t yet seen the funny side of it.
It's the sort of forest that lulls you into a world of old fairy tales. In fact, it wouldn’t have surprised me if a young girl had passed through here carrying a picnic basket, dressed from head to toe in red, pursued by a slavering wolf disguised as her grandmother; he in turn followed by a woodsman bearing a large axe. I wonder what Freud made of Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm for that matter, but I can see why forests like this led them into the darker places of their imagination. No doubt it’s besieged with visitors during the busy season, but there’s an air of dank silence about the place on a winter afternoon when all the colours of the spectrum are reduced to just a handful of greens and browns. It was much more fun being here now, discovering dry stone walls clad in cloaks of bright damp moss. In this spot, not only the vibrant wall stood out among the darkness, but there was also an odd patch of bright light in the top left hand corner of the frame that appeared to bear no relation to where the weak winter sun was supposedly lurking behind the clouds. It seemed that the camera and lens were in unanimous protest at the conditions I‘d dragged them out into that day, and conspired to produce a washed out space that intensified the only patch of bright light under the trees. It was obviously going to be fun drying things off later. These modern cameras may be weather sealed, but I still felt like I was taking too many chances beneath the dripping conifers. A judicious crop would help me to rescue the image, yet for a time I was uncertain of it. In the end I decided it told the day’s story well, and I rather liked it.
It seems odd that we chose one of the shortest days of the year to drive for ninety minutes each way when there’s so much closer to home, but we were still happy we’d done something different for a change and visited somewhere new. Something that challenged us a bit. It was a relief to get into a warm car with heated seats for the journey home though. There are so many places on the moor to explore more fully, including the tor we’d failed to identify properly on the map. So many reasons to return then.
Small pumpkins of the "Jack Be LIttle" variety on display at a farm selling fall produce. Captured using a full spectrum camera, with a bit of post-processing to emphasize color contrasts
The wharf in Coupeville Washington was built in 1905 to export grain produced on Whidbey Island. The town sits on Penn Cove, a sheltered bay that provided a safe, sheltered harbor during the early settlement of the area. In 1792 Capt. George Vancouver named the harbor in honor of, as he wrote, “a particular friend.” It is thought that the person honored was either John or Richard Penn, both of whom were grandsons of William Penn, founder of Pennsylvania.
Before European settlement, 3 permanent villages inhabited by the Lower Skagit People were located around Penn Cove. The largest village called at bəc̓adᶻali, or “snake place" occupied the site of present day town of Coupeville.
Cmdr. Charles Wilkes of the US Navy charted the small bay in 1841. Wilkes was the American born great nephew of the former Lord Mayor of London John Wilkes. He led US Expeditions to the South Pacific (including Antarctica) and Puget Sound. He was an important and controversial naval leader during the Civil War and ended his career with the rank of Rear Admiral (retired).
In 1850 Issac Neff Ebey became one of the first non-native American settlers and farmers in the area. Others soon followed and made land claims as provided by the Donation Land Act of 1850. Also, in 1850 Captain Thomas Coupe laid out a town on the shores of Penn Cove which today bears his name, Coupeville. It became the center of commerce for the Island, an important port, and during the late 1800s, home to many active and retired sea captains and mariners.
The wharf is a contributing property to the Central Whidbey Island Historic District which was listed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1973. To better protect the unique history and landscape, Coupeville and its wharf was included in Ebey's Landing National Historical Reserve in 1978. This one-of-a-kind unit of the National Park System preserves and protects the historical record of the exploration and settlement of central Whidbey Island from 19th century to the present.
References:
www.nps.gov/ebla/learn/historyculture/index.htm
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ebey%27s_Landing_National_Historica...
www.ebeysreserve.com/learn-about-the-reserve
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isaac_N._Ebey
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coupeville,_Washington
npshistory.com/publications/ebla/nr-cent-whidbey-is-hd.pdf
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coupeville_grain_wharf