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Meet "Boléra" a graceful Galgo breed female dog.
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Galgos
The Spanish greyhound is thought by some popular writers to have descended from Egyptian dogs brought to the Iberian Peninsula by the Phoenicians nearly 3,000 years ago. However the existence of the Celtic vertragus in Roman Iberia 2,000 years ago, as described by Arrian and Martial, suggests that it and its possible descendant the Galgo, may more likely be of Western European type in origin. After it was established in Spain, it is thought to have been cross-bred centuries later with the Sloughi brought from North Africa by the Moors. Some writers suggest that this breed may be ancestral to the English Greyhound.
The Galgo name is probably derived from the Latin Canis Gallicus or 'Dog from Gaul'. The Spanish word for all kinds of Greyhounds — including the Galgo — is lebrel, which means 'harrier' or 'dog for chasing hares', since liebre is Spanish for 'hare'. The same derivative is seen in the Italian levriero and the French lévrier.
Arrian described his personal experience in Spain. His description of hare hunting is very similar to that used with the Galgo nowadays in Spain, adding that it was a general Celtic tradition not related to social class. He indicated that there were not only smooth-haired types of the vertragus but also rough-coated ones.
There is little evidence for mention of the Galgo or its antecedent in the first centuries of the Middle Ages, but it appeared to have survived and flourished in the second half of the period.
In the 9th and 10th centuries, coinciding with the Reconquista, great spaces in Castile were colonised resulting in Christian military repossession of the Iberian Peninsula from Muslim control. This open land introduced a new mode of hunting with dogs: while the North of Spain is mountainous, the regions progressively recovered were flat, open areas full of small animals like hares, which provided the Galgo a useful opportunity for hunting. At that time it was considered a noble dog, and was kept mainly by the aristocracy of both the Christian and the Muslim kingdoms in which Spanish territory was still divided. It is likely that the Galgo and the Sloughi (perhaps also Saluki) were interbred during this period.
The Galgo appears to have developed first in the Castillian plains, both in the north (Valladolid, Zamora, Ávila Salamanca, Segovia, Soria, Burgos and Palencia) and the south (Toledo, Cuenca, Guadalajara, Madrid and Ciudad Real) of Castilla. And, afterwards, in more southern territories: La Mancha and Andalusia. It became the typical dog type of the Spanish interior, while the bloodhound plays the same role in the coast regions.
The Galgo appears not only in hunting books but also in common Spanish expressions, as well as in literature. The most famous reference is perhaps the one contained in the opening sentence of Don Quixote de La Mancha: "In a village of La Mancha, the name of which I have no desire to call to mind, there lived not long since one of those gentlemen that keep a lance in the lance-rack, an old buckler, a lean hack, and a galgo for coursing."
Animal cruelty concerns
There are many reports of Galgos being treated cruelly by their hunters and breeders in Spain. An estimated 50,000 to 100,000 Galgos and Podencos are killed, often brutally, each year by their hunters, also known as galgueros.
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Same drop.....same angle...just little different light perspective.
Just squeaked in the back door of Explore......#498....August 1, 2008.
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Please count as one. all are facing Penzance an Newlyn and we walked slowly from Perranuthnoe. I was out of sight of our car so out of my comfort zone yet they didn't reach Flickr....Sue :)
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Au hasard de mes pérégrinations...
At random of my wanderings...
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Same owl as before, this is one of his favourite perches when hunting. We were very lucky to get so close.
There are about 12 of these owls regularly spending their winters here and you can often see a few of them at the same time. Unlike most owls they like to hunt during the day.
Same bird folks but here I thought he was again going to fly, but did not, but still stayed with him just in case. Maybe next time.
Same day, 2nd shift train is loading as the sun is quickly setting, ahead of the long drive back to Page and it's lack of restaurants!
SAME SAME BUT DIFFERENT
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Berlin (Ute Kluge)
Düsseldorf, August 2017 (Manfred Geyer)
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Same composition of a previous upload but before sunset. I really like the shadows and tried to bring back the golden look that I saw when there.
Built in exactly the same style as Derwent Dam, you'd be forgiven for thinking it was the same dam. However, Howden is higher up the water system and the furthest of the reservoirs. It's a beautiful day for cycling around the long water system and beyond this point is unexplored territory for me.
"Same Bat time, same Bat channel." This phrase was said at the end of every tv show on the original Batman series. Now it is often used to refer to an occurrence that has an identical time table as a previous one. Interesting how some expressions get started only to become part of our everyday phraseology. I say this because today's post is the same time and place (channel) as yesterday's post.
Take for example the decades old phrase, "the hole 9 yards". Many wonder why it is not 10 yards, thinking the phrase is from football. Rather, it has nothing to do with football and everything to do with the length of ammunition in the wing of a WWII Spitfire. While strafing the enemy, pilots would say, "give him the hole 9 yards."
Same photo as last week (see Comments) but cropped and processed differently.
Happy Truck Thursday
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I'm not very confident with my ID on this little plover and a correction will be welcome.
This post continues my west coast archive dive. We found this little guy/gal on the same beach as some elephant seals in Point Reyes National Seashore.
Can't help sharing a bw version of the previous shot: as much as I love colour, 'there is something' in bw...
Same sunrise as previous two pictures just a few minutes later. This is the Sudbury River in Concord, MA. The sun was just getting above the horizon and lighting the tops of the late Autumn trees. A chilly morning in New England.
Same pictures but stacked on a different tool.
First take at North-America nebula or NGC-7000.
I need more calibration and practice but for a picture taken in the city with lots of light pollution (class 6 Bortle) on a barn door tracker I am happy.
camera: Fuji x-t3 with duo narrowband STC filter, lens: Fujinon 55-200mm at 200mm, iso 6400, f4.8, 30frames 30 seconds , 25 darks, no flat, no bias,
mount: home made barndoor tracker on a manfrotto 190 tripod
Both trains came in at the same time at this Washington, DC, Metro subway station.
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Same day at Hertford with Sandra and Kevin. There were two Mistle Thrushes who kept the Waxwings and Redwings away from the Berries and especially the Mistletoe on the nearby trees.
Ravensbourne University Building, London, England
Another Open House London has come and gone last week, didn't seem that long ago I was down in the capital doing the same things last year.
My apologies for not getting my Open House photos uploaded sooner as I know some of you have been keen to see them but I have been so busy since coming back from Open House I haven't had chance to edit the photos until recently.
This is looking out from one of the portals within the Ravensbourne University building next to the O2, is the building with circles all over it, you can't miss it!
For the first time ever, the whole Open House London experience was a little disappointing. Don't get me wrong, some tours were excellent like this one at Ravensbourne where you got to know the finest detail of every part of the building but other places I visited were such a let down. For example Lloyds Register building. My girlfriend and I queued first thing to get in but still was around 30 mins and I was looking forward to seeing the modern part of the building. We were allowed in on opening time then to be ushered through a small art gallery and then to the older part of the building, there was no chance of seeing or photographing the Richard Rogers part of the building. Other places got cancelled at last minute, upon arriving at one venue for roof top tours we found a small sign to say that they had been cancelled!
Luck wasn't on my side with regard to pre book events this year so I wanted to really try hard at places that didn't need pre booking but another disappointment was to happen. We went to Somerset house to go on a tour of the building and no where in the guide said you had to pre book the tour. Upon arriving we were told the tour was fully booked, that word booked!! How is it fully booked when it was a first come first served basis? It seemed they were advertising the fact they were doing the your and normal visitors to Somerset House could go on it too as well as Open House visitors which I didn't think was right. We did manage to get on another tour which was the film tour, not my first choice by any means but was very enjoyable.
Sadly this year I have heard similar stories from other Open House visitors and photographers, don't get me wrong I still got a few good photos but felt that some of the tours were not as good as other years that I have been on.
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Ravensbourne (formerly the Ravensbourne College of Design and Communication) is a university sector college in the field of digital media and design, with a vocationally focused portfolio of courses, spanning fashion, television and broadcasting, interactive product design, architecture and environment design, graphic design, animation, moving image, music production for media and sound design.
Ravensbourne, which was formerly Bromley Technical College, was opened in 1959 by the amalgamation of the Bromley School of Art and the Department of Furniture Design of the Beckenham School of Art. It was originally located at Bromley Common and Chislehurst in outer London before moving to a new purpose-built campus in inner London on the Greenwich Peninsula in September 2010.
Encounter, part 2. This is the same cinnamon Black Bear seen in yesterday's post. Its body language is very different. It takes a worried bear to give me a look like that. Interesting comparison, I think.
After I'd been working with it alone for 15 minutes or so and this bear had accepted me as non-threatening, along came a couple of tourists in their car. There was a slight bend in the road behind me, where my car was, about 50 feet away and slightly to the right. Instead of pulling up directly behind me, they stopped 75 feet short, triangulating the bear. Behind the bear was a mountain wall.
Its stress level went straight up. Ears back, fear in its eyes. I began talking to it in a soft voice and slowly backing up, trying not to trip over roots and branches, while it considered possible options. And all ended well, as I was able to give it a clear escape path, which it took.
Then I walked over and had a little talk with the tourists. I was calm. You can't teach people by yelling at them. I told them they had created a dangerous situation for me, and why: "You effectively surrounded the bear, and that put me at risk."
Of course, I knew from the start this might happen. I had my own escape route in mind all along. After a few minutes with this bear, I was pretty sure we could read each other and no one would get his nose out of joint. But tourists always increase the danger level, because "reading" wildlife is a foreign concept to them and they unwittingly do dumb things. I'd much rather photograph bears in the back country.
Photographed in Waterton Lakes National Park, Alberta (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2012 James R. Page - all rights reserved.