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"In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions in their own minds and then believe them to be true".
Buddha
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Il nuovo layout della versione inglese di Flickr mi fa schifo, chi lo ha ideato è un imbecille e non capisce niente né di grafica, né tantomeno di fotografia.
Il concetto di usabilità dei siti Web nemmeno sa cosa sia. E' diventato tutto complicato, una jungla ed è stato distrutto lo spirito di comunità che c'era prima.
This was taken at the beginning of the White Dome Trail. It turned out to be a short (just over a mile) but spectacular hike - exceeding my expectations. The next several photos (and perhaps a video?) I upload will be from this hike. This image shows the red sandstone upclose that is throughout the park. I couldn't get enough of it!
Medano Creek flows in late spring and early summer at the foot of the sand dunes in Great Sand Dunes National Park and Preserve. Due to low snowpack, this year the flow is about 1/4 the average, but still draws thousands of visitors to play on the "beach."
The bunker mules of Blavand are an endless source of inspiration for me. Created in 1995 by artist Bill Woodrow these WWII bunkers turned into art still fascinate me.
Blavand, Jylland, Denmark
Sand Martin - Riparia riparia
The sand martin (Riparia riparia) or European sand martin, bank swallow in the Americas, and collared sand martin in the Indian Subcontinent, is a migratory passerine bird in the swallow family. It has a wide range in summer, embracing practically the whole of Europe and the Mediterranean countries, part of northern Asia and also North America. It winters in eastern and southern Africa, South America and the Indian Subcontinent.
The sand martin is sociable in its nesting habits; from a dozen to many hundred pairs will nest close together, according to available space. The nests are at the end of tunnels of from a few inches to three or four feet in length, bored in sand or gravel. The actual nest is a litter of straw and feathers in a chamber at the end of the burrow; it soon becomes a hotbed of parasites. Four or five white eggs are laid about mid-late May, and a second brood is usual in all but the most northernly breeding sites.
Population:
UK breeding:
100,000 nests
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Looking at the sand just a few seconds after the golden hour has started.
It looks very peaceful, but here was a strong cold wind........
Moody evening in Ocean City, Maryland looking down the beach with the neat patterns left in the sand by the ocean.
Sand Martin - Riparia Riparia
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As the sun came over the mountains, one of the tallest dunes received the first of the early morning rays. It was really nice to watch the light creep across the dunes as the sun gradually cleared the mountain ridge.
Sand Martin - Riparia riparia
The sand martin (Riparia riparia) or European sand martin, bank swallow in the Americas, and collared sand martin in the Indian Subcontinent, is a migratory passerine bird in the swallow family. It has a wide range in summer, embracing practically the whole of Europe and the Mediterranean countries, part of northern Asia and also North America. It winters in eastern and southern Africa, South America and the Indian Subcontinent.
The sand martin is sociable in its nesting habits; from a dozen to many hundred pairs will nest close together, according to available space. The nests are at the end of tunnels of from a few inches to three or four feet in length, bored in sand or gravel. The actual nest is a litter of straw and feathers in a chamber at the end of the burrow; it soon becomes a hotbed of parasites. Four or five white eggs are laid about mid-late May, and a second brood is usual in all but the most northernly breeding sites.
Population:
UK breeding:
100,000 nests
Sand Martin - Riparia riparia
The sand martin (Riparia riparia) or European sand martin, bank swallow in the Americas, and collared sand martin in the Indian Subcontinent, is a migratory passerine bird in the swallow family. It has a wide range in summer, embracing practically the whole of Europe and the Mediterranean countries, part of northern Asia and also North America. It winters in eastern and southern Africa, South America and the Indian Subcontinent.
The sand martin is sociable in its nesting habits; from a dozen to many hundred pairs will nest close together, according to available space. The nests are at the end of tunnels of from a few inches to three or four feet in length, bored in sand or gravel. The actual nest is a litter of straw and feathers in a chamber at the end of the burrow; it soon becomes a hotbed of parasites. Four or five white eggs are laid about mid-late May, and a second brood is usual in all but the most northernly breeding sites.
Population:
UK breeding:
100,000 nests
The origin of gladiatorial combat is open to debate. There is evidence of it in funeral rites during the Punic Wars of the 3rd century BC, and thereafter it rapidly became an essential feature of politics and social life in the Roman world.
The gladiator games lasted for nearly a thousand years, reaching their peak between the 1st century BC and the 2nd century AD.
1/3 on my Gladiator series
"Can you help me?....... the blue waves are coming to take me away......", says the Blue-eyes-Sand.......
"You should not be afraid", answers the wind. "They won't take you away. They will show you the world and its miracles. Our life is a journey. We must lead it to the edge, not let it passing by. So let the waves guide you in their music and I'll hold your hand... "
Just above Winnemucca Nevada off US-95 there's are some sand dunes which I've been meaning to stop and photograph. Well, finally did that yesterday, before heading into town for dinner and fuel. I was glad I wear cowboy boots, because I climbed up a steep sand dune next to the highway and the sand was very loose and my boots sank above my ankles until I got to the top. Nice bit of exercise.