Existential - Picturing the questions {and vice versa}
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The question yesterday as we prepared for a hike was cameras or no cameras? The answer was yes cameras although I wasn't feeling high energy so I compromised with a lighter camera body D850 and short lens 300mm VR PF f/4. When the owl flew by we were very happy that we had had agreed cameras :)
We do not always see what is before our face -
sometimes we see what we hope to see,
or fear we will see.
Quote - Jonathan Lockwood Huie
The question is what do you see ;-))
in the eyes of a cat I read a dumb question: why did you come?.in the wasteland the only stone that has heated up during the day and on it sits a nice cat..I am often asked why I like cats? A cat is a symbol of freedom and independence. They rarely show aggression. They are our doctors. They are just very, very cute:)
and why don’t we see so much. I just see it :-)
Harold Feinstein
HPPS! Truth Matters!
callicarpa rubella, purple beautyberry, j c raulston arboretum, ncsu, raleigh, north carolina
So what is the answer 2 the question of u
What do I look 4, what shall I do? Which way do I turn when I'm feeling lost?
If I sell my soul, now what will it cost? Must I become naked? No image at all? Shall I remain upright? Or get down and crawl?
All of the questions in my life will be answered. When I decide which road 2 choose
What is the answer 2 the ? of U
-Henry David Thoreau
The elegant Great Egret is a dazzling sight in many a North American wetlands. Slightly smaller and more svelte than a Great Blue Heron, these are still large birds with impressive wingspans.
They hunt in classic heron fashion, standing immobile or wading through wetlands to capture fish with a deadly jab of their yellow bill.
Great Egrets were hunted nearly to extinction for their plumes in the late nineteenth century, sparking conservation movements and some of the first laws to protect birds. The Great Egret is the symbol of the National Audubon Society, one of the oldest environmental organizations in North America. Audubon was founded to protect birds from being killed for their feathers.
Not all young that hatch survive the nestling period. Aggression among nestlings is common and large chicks frequently kill their smaller siblings. This behavior, known as siblicide, is not uncommon among birds such as hawks, owls, and herons, and is often a result of poor breeding conditions in a given year.
Great Egrets fly slowly but powerfully: with just two wing-beats per second their cruising speed is around 25 miles an hour.
The oldest known Great Egret was 22 years, 10 months old and was banded in Ohio.
(Nikon D500, 300/4.0 + TC 1.4, 1/1600 @ f/7.1, ISO 220, Edited to Taste)
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Art texture and saturation to photo image
I see 2 faces in the stones?
zoom in to appreciate
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Who lived here? How many children peered out the windows? What led to the neglect and abandonment? And what is the story behind those chairs? I don’t expect to ever know the answers….
Un clocher
Un arbre
Un Homme
LACPIXEL - 2023
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The tree, or not the tree, that is the question ...
Ёлка или не ёлка, вот в чём вопрос.
Поздравляю со Старым Новым Годом!
do you see the cracks in the sky
the lies
their satanic ways
question is...
can you see - ?
will you rise ...
♫ Mood ~ Shinedown - Simple Man
See No Evil
by Billy Collins
No one expected all three of them
to sit there on their tree stumps forever,
their senses covered with their sinuous paws
so as to shut out the vile, nefarious world.
As it happened,
it was the one on the left
who was the first to desert his post,
uncupping his ears,
then loping off into the orbit of rumors and lies,
but also into the realm of symphonies,
the sound of water tumbling over rocks
and wind stirring the leafy domes of trees.
Then the monkey on the right lowered his hands
from his wide mouth and slipped away
in search of someone to talk to,
some news he could spread,
maybe something to curse or shout about.
And that left the monkey in the middle
alone with his silent vigil,
shielding his eyes from depravity's spectacle,
blind to the man whipping his horse,
the woman shaking her baby in the air,
but also unable to see
the russet sun on a rough shelf of rock
and apples in the grass at the base of a tree.
Sometimes, he wonders about the other two,
listens for the faint sounds of their breathing
up there on the mantel
alongside the clock and the candlesticks.
And some nights in the quiet house
he wishes he could break the silence with a question,
but he knows the one on his right
would not be able to hear,
and the one to his left,
according to their sacred oath--
the one they all took with one paw raised--
is forbidden forever to speak, even in reply.
____________________
- Question du chat.
Que vas-tu faire à manger aujourd'hui ?
- Question from the cat.
What are you going to eat today?
I will definitely never question this dude about that
The proof is right there
Hanging in the open for everybody to see
Some of us needs to show off
And some of us knows what we are, who we are - and don't need to show to the whole world that we have balls
I bet those who needs to tell the whole world that they have balls, don't really have them......
I'm cursing in the church now, yes
But it's only my belief
If you respect yourself and love yourself, then you have the balls to stand up for yourself too
Best balls ever
Poor bird, lol - he is a victim of my words
I have to put some extra goodies on my tray today
Phew 😬🤔
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Originally, I did make this picture with a texture, but decided I prefered it without. I thought the expression on Augustus's face was comical.
He was not posing for me, he was walking towards me at a very fast pace hoping for a treat.
:-)
Il faut être toujours ivre. Tout est là : c'est l'unique question. Pour ne pas sentir l'horrible fardeau du Temps qui brise vos épaules et vous penche vers la terre, il faut vous enivrer sans trêve.
Mais de quoi ? De vin, de poésie ou de vertu, à votre guise. Mais enivrez-vous.
Et si quelquefois, sur les marches d'un palais, sur l'herbe verte d'un fossé, dans la solitude morne de votre chambre, vous vous réveillez, l'ivresse déjà diminuée ou disparue, demandez au vent, à la vague, à l'étoile, à l'oiseau, à l'horloge, à tout ce qui fuit, à tout ce qui gémit, à tout ce qui roule, à tout ce qui chante, à tout ce qui parle, demandez quelle heure il est ; et le vent, la vague, l'étoile, l'oiseau, l'horloge, vous répondront : « Il est l'heure de s'enivrer ! Pour n'être pas les esclaves martyrisés du Temps, enivrez-vous ; enivrez-vous sans cesse ! De vin, de poésie ou de vertu, à votre guise. »
Charles Beaudelaire
... one of the most asked questions here in our home :)))
Do you remember the "Moomins" (Mummitrollet) ?
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moomins#TV_series_and_films
These are my husband's glasses (with tinted / sun glasses on top) resting on his leg while reading / relaxing in the urban gardens ... and I somehow was immediately reminded of the Moomins : ))
Loved them when I was a kid
Just for fun ... hope I can make you smile
Carolina Wren (Thryothorus ludovicianus): A relatively shy bird. Although a resident of the southern US, these can be difficult to see, but not difficult to hear. This one is sitting on a fence, pausing between its melodious song. Sugar Land, TX, USA.
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A rare opportunity to ask questions from the team. They look eager to help, don`t they?
(I have no idea if I am allowed to use SL Logo like this? Hopefully someone corrects me if I have broken some rules)
After a two hour wait (in which I seriously questioned my sanity) amongst some of the hungriest blackflies around, a pair of Ontario Northland SD40-2s emerge from the rocky confines of Boston Creek, Ontario, as they guide train no. 308 towards Englehart on ONR's scenic Ramore Subdivision.
Is it interesting or is it ugly or is it both ... or something else?
My friend moved from a place with an amazing seaside view to a cute little cottage in suburban Wellington. Towering over his lovely garden is this beast of a building.
Steve is such an amazing positive dude and he loves his new abode. I'm not sure what he thinks of this behemoth but I'm sure he would see the beauty in it. What absolutely astounds me is that an architect would put big concrete walls with few windows on a pretty much north facing wall. I think they used to call it progress, not sure what they call it now!
I do like the of agapanthus flowers that line the fence however they're considered a pest in New Zealand as they grow so prolifically and drown out any natives that are generally slower growing.
Have a wonderful weekend my dear flickr friends :)
Highest Explore Position #210 ~ On February 12th 2009.
Sunrise - Colchester, Essex, England - Saturday January 31st 2009.
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Hmmmmmm, Oooops...this isn't the surise image I wanted to upload..DOH!!!
To delete or not to delete hey...that is the Question...lol
This is straight out of the camera....with just a little crop....I would have normally enhanced the colours...but as I had nooooooooo intention of putting it up...you get to see what I get without any jiggery pokery and you can blame my good flickr friend Sherry ~ www.flickr.com/photos/8545275@N06/ ~ for making me keep it here...lol
I hope everybody is having an awesome Humpday Wednesday..:O)))
I wish I knew what these were, they appear vary alien like to me, because I am not here very often (ever). What is the purpose of all the thorns? Its a very odd looking plant.
I am proud to say, you can also find this image on iStock. www.istockphoto.com/portfolio/ChristopherShaw
I only learned today that there is such a thing as a Question Mark Butterfly. This one surprised me as butterflies were certainly not on my mind since it's February. But again, this is Georgia, so you never know!
btw the question mark is in the underside of the butterfly, with a curve and a dot on one of the wings.
2021 Weekly Alphabet Challenge: Happy (to learn something new and to see this critter).
52 in 2021 Orange
121 in 2021: Shades of Orange
La question la plus "bizarre" (à mon avis) de Matrix porte sur Néo : Tant qu'il n'est pas mort et n'a pas trouvé la Foi (dans sa destinée), alors il n'est pas Néo.
Eh bien j'ai l'impression que Néo a trouvé la Foi. Mais est-ce celle qui lui permettra de lutter contre la domination des machines ? :-))
1927 Mercedes-Benz Model K Wins Best in Show at Greenwich Concours
By Jeff Peek / Hagerty.com
Michael and Joannie Rich were looking for just the right car, and in the end, the right car found them. It proved to be a match made in concours heaven. The Pennsylvania couple’s one-off 1927 Mercedes-Benz Model K was chosen Best in Show at Sunday’s 25th Greenwich Concours d’Elegance, which returned to Roger Sherman Baldwin Park after a two-year hiatus.
“It came to us sort of by chance,” Michael says. “I was approached by somebody in the car world who said they had a neat car that I might be interested in. What really interested me was its Fleetwood body. Obviously, there are many coach builders, but it was from a place that’s only a half-hour down the road from us … a place I’d visited. I mean, the factory is still there. There’s a just a tremendous amount of history out of the Fleetwood factory. That’s what really attracted me to it—plus it’s the only one in existence.”
The car’s original owner, William Sloan of Rochester, New York, saw legendary Hollywood actor Rudolph Valentino’s Fleetwood-bodied Isotta Fraschini Roadster at the 1926 New York Auto Salon and fell in love with it. Except he wanted it on a Mercedes-Benz chassis. The car had been repainted in the decades that followed—Michael described it as “a pretty car with an ugly paint job”—and the Riches wanted to restore it back to how it looked when it rolled out of the Fleetwood factory. They entrusted the job to Steve Babinsky and Automotive Restorations in Lebabon, New Jersey.
“It was fun doing the restoration because we could visit it from time to time. I remember when it was down to a frame,” Joannie says. “We discussed the colors, and when we finally found the original color, we looked at each and said, ‘It’s interesting … not one I would pick.’ We sort of toyed back and forth about what we were going to do, and we decided if we were going to do it, we’d do it as it was.”
That proved to be a great decision. The Greenwich Concours d’Elegance is only its fourth public showing.
“The car world has a belief system, and the belief system is that certain cars are just super important, deserving of celebration and recognition,” says McKeel Hagerty, CEO of Hagerty, which owns the event. “The Mercedes-Benz Model K selected as best in show represents that greatness—one that the judges recognized following significant deliberation.”
The short-wheelbase (130 inches) Model K is powered by a 6.2-liter, switchable supercharged (kompressor) six-cylinder engine. From the right side of the bonnet/hood emerged three metal exhaust pipes merging at the lower edge to a single exhaust. This detail later became a hallmark of Mercedes-Benz supercharged cars.
“It’s a special car,” Joannie says. “I get so much enjoyment out of watching people’s reaction to it. They have so many questions. It’s been a lot of fun.”
Michael thanked his father “for getting me into this mess.”
“It’s a hobby,” Joannie jokingly corrected him.
“A mess, a hobby, organized chaos … I just wish he was here to see this.”
Something tells us he would be smiling.
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A white Christmas would be wonderful, of course. But we've only had one (across the board) six times in the last 120 years. So there's no point in getting upset about it.
If there's no snow, then at least some sunshine would be nice. Unfortunately, it's been gray and foggy for days (at least here where I am). So, sunshine is probably out of the question.
Luckily, there's still the sunshine in my heart, which I hope to tap into with this photo and activate when needed.
Happiness, and the feeling of happiness, isn't dependent on chance or external circumstances. It's a conscious decision that strongly depends on how I evaluate a situation, where I direct my attention, and, of course, on my general outlook on life.
With that in mind, on this penultimate Monday flower greeting of the year, I wish you a large dose of sunshine in your heart and thus a sunny and joyful week.
And this is regardless of the weather.
Eine weiße Weihnacht wäre natürlich richtig toll. Doch hatten wir diese (flächendeckend) gerade einmal 6 Mal in den letzten 120 Jahren. Es lohnt sich also nicht, sich darüber zu ärgern.
Wenn schon kein Schnee da ist, dann wäre doch wenigstens Sonnenschein schön. Leider sieht es (zumindest hier bei mir) seit Tagen grau und neblig aus. Das mit der Sonne wird dann wohl auch eher schwierig.
Zum Glück gibt es noch die Sonne im Herzen, die ich mit diesem Foto ansprechen und bei Bedarf aktivieren möchte.
Glück und auch das Glücksgefühl ist nicht von Zufällen und Rahmenbedingungen abhängig. Es ist eine bewusste Entscheidung die stark davon abhängt, wie ich eine Situation bewerte, wo ich meine Aufmerksamkeit hin lenke und natürlich wie meine generelle Einstellung zum Leben aussieht.
In diesem Sinne wünsche ich Euch am vorletzten montäglichen Blumengruß das Jahres eine große Portion Sonne im Herzen und damit eine sonnige und fröhliche Woche.
Und dies unabhängig von meteorologischen Rahmenbedingungen.
A fading and worn Painted Lady* butterfly gathering sips of nectar offered by a head of Queen Ann's Lace almost microscopic sized florets.
Migrant from the South (Mexico). Does not survive Michigan Winters. Can be common, but uncommon to the area, this year. My first for the season.
* Might be a much less frequently encountered American Lady without the "white dot" in one of the forewing's orange cells. Underwing patterns differ noticeably between the two species. Unfortunately, this one flew away before I could get an image of that part. Anyway, the probability is high it's a Painted Lady. If you care to question it, that's OK.
The theme for Looking Close…on Friday is Clothes Pegs. These are clothes clips that can hook over a railing, fence, or nail, so a clothesline is unnecessary. 💙❓❓
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in the depths of madrid’s metro, time bends. the train rushes past, a blur of blue and white, but she remains still, suspended in her own moment. the motion frames her, yet she is untouched by its chaos. her warm-toned jacket stands in soft contrast to the cold metal and streaking lights, a quiet resistance against the rush.
the image feels like a story half-told—a fleeting second where movement and stillness collide. in her gaze, there’s a question, a pause, or maybe just a quiet thought. in a city that never stops, she is the still point in the storm.