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Dopo aver fatto tutte queste escursioni mi viene proprio voglia di bermi qualcosa di fresco e dissentante, che mi solletichi i sensi con il suo friggere di bollicine...un ritorno al passato con la mitica spuma, bionda o nera a seconda dei gusti, bevuta rigorosamente dopo la partitella del pomeriggio nel baretto del paese di campagna dove passavo le mie vacanze estive da ragazzino
ammiro questi ragazzi, lontano dai loro famigliari, così giovani, soli, solo x aiutare le loro famiglie..ma spesso vengono trattati male, senza motivo !!! io sono figlia di immigrati, e so cosa vuol dire essere lontani dalla propria terra...tutti hanno il diritto di migliorare le loro condizioni, xkè solo confrontandosi fra le culture, si può migliorare... ( un mio pensiero )
Giornata mondiale dei profughi
La Giornata mondiale dei profughi, indetta dalle Nazioni Unite, viene celebrata il 20 giugno per commemorare l'approvazione nel 1951 della Convenzione sui profughi (Convention Relating to the Status of Refugees) da parte dell'Assemblea Generale delle Nazioni Unite.
Venne celebrata per la prima volta il 20 giugno 2001, nel cinquantesimo anniversario della suddetta Convenzione.
Ogni anno l'Alto Commissariato delle Nazioni Unite per i Rifugiati (UNHCR) seleziona un tema comune per coordinare gli eventi celebrativi in tutto il mondo.
Di questa immagino ho realizzato una versione verticale ed una obliqua.
Io personalmente preferisco la versione obliqua perché la "confusione" data dalle linee oblique e dalla assenza di un chiaro punto di riferimento, rende l'immagine più dinamica. Invece nella versione verticale che è esposta ugualmente bene e la messa a fuoco e altrettanto buona, si individua immediatamente il soggetto (la statua) e lo sguardo percorre linearmente la via, questo rende l'immagine più statica.
Ciò che mi piace particolarmente di entrambi le foto e l'esposizione (più o meno tutti i palazzi e la statua hanno una buona illuminazione considerando che è un notturno), la profondità di campo (è tutto a fuoco dalla statua, fino alla facciata della stazione Porta Nuovo).
Questa foto (che ho scattato nell'estate del 1982) mi ricorda le vecchie cartoline in bianco e nero che i miei genitori spedivano agli amici durante le vacanze estive che passavamo a Saint Luc (Valais, Suisse) negli anni Cinquanta del secolo scorso quand'ero ancora un ragazzo.
From the start of the Yukon Quest this morning.
This is a team of Siberian Huskies, I call them the pretty boys of the husky club and are my personal favorite probably because I've had Siberians around for most of my life.
The mushers call them Sloberians, mostly because they are so indendent they will run until they are tired and then sleep and nothing the musher can do to get them moving until they feel rested. As a result, when trail conditions are good you find them at the back of the pack. However, when conditions are bad, because they don't let themselves get to wore out they do quite well. With really bad trail conditions this year maybe it'll be their year.
Questo nuraghe, in pietra calcarea, è uno dei pochi che presentano tracce evidenti di restauro effettuato nell'antichità. A causa forse di un cedimento della muratura, sono stati infatti aggiunti dei filari di pietre in trachite scura, che contrastano con il colore della struttura originaria.
(v. altre foto del Corvos nello stesso album "Nuraghi, emblema di un'isola").
FS 22.2.13
This Quest Kodiak visited last year and I have a shot in my old Flickr account. For the benefit of anyone not following me back then, here he is again! (For a selection of other Kodiaks, see these tagged photos in my old account: www.flickr.com/search/?sort=date-taken-desc&safe_sear...
non il piacere, non la gloria, non il potere: la libertà, unicamente la libertà.
Fernando Pessoa
la libertà è un dovere, prima che un diritto è un dovere.
Oriana Fallaci
non vale la pena avere la libertà se questo non implica avere la libertà di sbagliare.
Gandhi
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♫♪♭ playing for change - redemption song - merita ♬♪♭
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we've got to fulfill the book
won't you help to sing, these songs af freedom
'cause all I ever had,
redemption songs
Se fosse tempo
Non è tempo questo
è soltanto un'ora infinita
Lo stesso istante ripetuto
nient'altro che aria consumata
Se fosse tempo
lo sentirei passare
lento o sfuggente
lo sentirei nascere e morire
Ma questo è un giorno eterno
un'immagine che divora il presente
Ieri era vita sconnessa
oggi è soltanto un fermo immagine
di una cinepresa guasta.
The quest for new Ottumwa photo-ops continues nearly every time I go out. Saturday, I noticed the sun was right for this angle and I found a nice, stout fence to stand on. It's a little tighter than I was wanting, but I'm all right with the different view.
Photo ID: 65885 Azamara Quest
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I returned to my Denver Botanic Gardens series and my quest for the unusual with a couple of pine shots, This one a real hanger and shows the tenacity of life in its least. Surprise, surprise, no telling what this pine might turn into but it surely found a spot of dirt in a crack that's bound to split wider. Time and pressure. Time and pressure.
I've seen this everywhere on display in the Rockies. Often that's the life that grows the strongest in the long run. Egad, how can anyone decide which way it is heading? I'll stick with this series again but my attention always wanders and may switch soon enough for more relief. Last week's"C-temps" would be better for shooting water revelers over at McIntosh Lake instead.
This is another cool-ish spot at the Gardens, a good thing at the time on the Colorado plains as temps hit the Big C today and I sit typing in front of the fan. It's not really that bad; I could otherwise be sitting in Pruett's Alaska and breathing methane as the forests burn?
That day the sun remained softly obscured and it remained reasonably cool before our recent temp blow up and this squirrely shot caught my eye. Egad, I ended up with a real load of Denver garden shots to edit with over 200 snaps in the directory, let alone for everything else in my massive stash. Pictures everywhere and not a single Canada goose infiltrator seen in a Denver park.
This snap is yet another from a recent eDDie trek, this time down to the Denver Botanic Gardens I have passed untold times but never invested my time or ponied up the entrance fee. This path shouts that upkeep here is far from free, but eDDie bought a season pass so I did another round of sponge bobbing at the right price. Boy, this place is loaded with distractions that were made for me! ...and, did I get distracted. Art in the park indeed. Look everywhere to find art; he was missing earlier.
Since the Denver Bo-tonic Gardens trek, I have made more treks and another with eDDie to the Rockies. At least I was able to snag a load of shots on that mellow day. I filled my film card for the first time ever. OK, I was tapped by the time it was filled anyway.
So, in a quest to force me to unpack and organize things (especially poses/backdrops) in my inventory, my goal is to post a photo each day of the year. That doesn't necessarily mean it will be taken that day as I might take a handful one day etc., but the plan is to post one per day (this might be tougher when traveling, but I'll figure it out).
I'll be posting them likely on Facebook and Twitter a well, but I know all types can be placed here.
My first photo(s) of the year were taken at Miktopia's New Year's Eve party!
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Venezia! Questa parola da sola sembra far scoppiare nell’anima un’esaltazione, eccita tutto ciò che vi è di poetico in noi, scatena tutte le nostre facoltà di ammirazione. E quando arriviamo in questa città inusitata, la contempliamo immancabilmente con occhi prevenuti e rapiti, la guardiamo coi nostri sogni.
Mural entitled "Quest" by CERA aka @cera_streetart for Wabash Walls seen on an underpass of the Sagamore Parkway at 9th Street in West Lafayette, Indiana.
Drone photo by James aka @urbanmuralhunter on that other photo site.
Edit by Teee
Questi due scatti non dovevano essere pubblicati,nascono come corrispondenza privata tra Dafne ed Aidan quando ancora non erano una coppia…(mi sembra ieri ed invece è già passato un sacco di tempo…^_^),ma nel sistemare alcune cartelle li abbiamo ritrovati e mesi or sono li ho spediti ad una certa tesorina per mostrarle il “potenziale” di Lukas LM….che pure con le luci sfalsate ed in foto fatte al volo ha quel non so che di..gnoccaggine!!!XD La signorina in questione mi ha invitata a pubblicarle…così le ho proposto un patto..lei ha tenuto fede alla sua parte..io con SOMMO ritardo adempio alla mia!!!^_^ Spero che mi perdonerà!!! :****
© All rights reserved. A low-res, flatbed scan of a 6x7 (2 1/4 x 2 3/4 inch) transparency
And that's only because I already know how to make fire.
Anyway, as many know, sometimes the fog lends itself to a photograph and other times it just gets in the way. But, isn't it fun to find it when you are ready?
From a shoot with MattyD90 and Cole. It was a good time.
Thanks for your visit and happy shooting!
Golden Gate Bridge Fort Baker Marin Headlands GGNRA California
Ruckus’s tummy had been grumbling.
Which was how Hope found herself exploring parts of the airship they probably had no business exploring.
At the end of a quiet corridor, they found a locked door.
Hope leaned toward the keyhole.
Ruckus climbed straight over her for a better look.
For once, Hope didn’t complain.
Whatever was behind that door had silenced them both.
Neither noticed the footsteps coming closer.
Yet.
Questa doppia di Papere ALn 668 sono qui immortalate lungo la valle della Sieve, precisamente poco dopo la frazione di Sandetole, mentre effettuano il festivo REG 11939 FI S.M.N.-BORGO S.LORENZO.
(SANDETOLE 12-10-14)
The Irish Rovers - Wasn't That A Party
It was supposed to be a small celebration for National Raccoon Appreciation Day.
Ruckus objected to the wording.
One red X and a little creative editing later, Raccoon
Appreciation Day became RUCKUS Appreciation Day… and somewhere around the third toast, the Questers decided that whatever tomorrow had waiting for them could wait until morning.
That was apparently all the encouragement anyone needed.
The band got louder. The ale started flying. Waffles became airborne. Cluck abandoned all sense of decorum, Snowy discovered unattended food, Baby became a structural concern, and someone’s arm appeared over Dal’s shoulder with another beer.
Nobody knew whose arm it was.
Nobody cared.
By midnight, the Quest was forgotten, dignity was missing in action, and Ruckus was standing on a barrel wearing a crown.
Tomorrow they would save the world.
Tonight?
Wasn’t that a party.
The Book lay open between Hope and Nancy, its pages filled with familiar faces, forgotten warnings, and mysteries still waiting for answers.
The Black Arrow. The Sorceress. The ancient bloodline. The scattered allies. The approaching eclipse.
So many pieces. So many unfinished stories.
"We've been looking at each of these separately," Hope murmured. "What if they're all part of the same answer?"
Nancy studied the pages thoughtfully.
Meanwhile, Ruckus had borrowed a spool of red thread and was enthusiastically connecting the scattered illustrations across the table.
Hope glanced at his handiwork.
"Ruckus, what on earth are you doing?"
He gave the thread one final tug.
Suddenly, the pieces seemed a little less scattered.
Hope and Nancy exchanged a look.
Perhaps the Book wasn't trying to tell them something new.
Perhaps it was reminding them of everything they already knew.
And somewhere beneath the tangled red thread, Ruckus had successfully tied his last biscuit to the Black Arrow.
Name: Quest (Osiria var.)
Designer: Valentina Minayeva (?)
Parts: 30
Paper size: 4,5 х 13,5 (1:3)
Final height: ~ 12,0 cm
without glue
Variation of Osiria: www.flickr.com/photos/64195347@N08/50383180071/in/photost...
Hi Friends. I've been taking a little break from Flickr as I pursue a few personal projects, but I just had to share this photo with all my northern viewers in Alaska and Yukon, as well as everyone else interested in northern themes.
In this photo, Brent Sass crosses the finish line of the 2020 Yukon Quest in Whitehorse on Tuesday, February 11th, 2020. He was followed in the same day by Michelle Phillips in second place.
If you're unfamiliar with the Yukon Quest, Wikipedia has this to say:
"The Yukon Quest, formally the Yukon Quest 1,000-mile International Sled Dog Race is a sled dog race run every February between Fairbanks, Alaska, and Whitehorse, Yukon. Because of the harsh winter conditions, difficult trail, and the limited support that competitors are allowed, it is considered the "most difficult sled dog race in the world", or even the "toughest race in the world - even tougher, more selective and less attention-seeking than the Iditarod Trail Sled Dog Race." The originator envisioned it as "a race so rugged that only purists would participate."
Brent Sass is a Quest veteran, from Eureka, Alaska. I believe this is the third time he's won the quest, which certainly speaks to his talent, endurance, and ability. It also speaks to how well he cares for his dogs and how capable, strong and determined they are. A hearty congratulations to Brent and his team for an extraordinary performance!