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The whiskered tern (Chlidonias hybrida) is a tern in the family Laridae. The genus name is from Ancient Greek khelidonios, "swallow-like", from khelidon, "swallow". The specific hybridus is Latin for hybrid; Peter Simon Pallas thought it might be a hybrid of white-winged black tern and common tern, writing "Sterna fissipes [Chlidonias leucopterus] et Hirundine [Sterna hirundo] natam".
This bird has a number of geographical races, differing mainly in size and minor plumage details.
C. h. hybrida breeds in warmer parts of Europe and the Palearctic (northwestern Africa and central and southern Europe to southeastern Siberia, eastern China and south to Pakistan and northern India). The smaller-billed and darker C. h. delalandii is found in east and south Africa, and the paler C. h. javanicus from Java to Australia.
The tropical forms are resident, but European and Asian birds winter south to Africa and the Indian Subcontinent.
The scientific name arises from the fact that this, the largest marsh tern, show similarities in appearance to both the white Sterna terns and to black tern.
If I was to show you a book on a specific topic, and it had details and photos to contribute to its distinct message to get across its topic clearly, and then I said that no one wrote this book, it just appeared out of nowhere, would that not be ridiculous, because you can tell by its structure etc that there was a mind behind its creation. Like wise but in a much more profound way the things we see in nature with its complexity and order, shows beyond any doubt the existence of a mind that's way beyond our finite understanding, yet clearly discernible by what's made.
Dandelion seeds 1 second exposure using natural light
(We have a new granddaughter..!!! 'Hope' born last night)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=o0NJiasWrLc
Check out the lead guitar break at the end by this 6 yr old
Dobra reservoir with Dobra castle ruins
Second reservoir in the Kamptal
The Kamptal begins at the border to the Mühlviertel and extends 160 kilometers to the mouth of the Kamp and the Danube. The Kamp flows through an impressively beautiful part of Austria and actually one would think that a reservoir or even three of them would not fit into the concept, but that is wrong in this specific case.
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Kleiner Feuerfalter (Lycaena Phaeas)
Lycaena phlaeas, the small copper, American copper, or common copper, is a butterfly of the Lycaenids or gossamer-winged butterfly family. According to Guppy and Shepard (2001), its specific name phlaeas is said to be derived either from the Greek phlego, "to burn up" or from the Latin floreo, "to flourish".
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So it would seem this is my first apparent attempt at Dark Macro which seems to be a trend emerging on Instagram so I have recently learned. With my last post proving to be a disaster it would seem sometimes it's, as in music as well, for example, Gothic Metal (Minority) vs Chart Music (Mass Popularity); Photography fairs no better as sometimes abstract artistic creation is only for those who appreciate that specific expression.
With that said I do however appreciate all the faves, follows, comments and feedback I really do! So, I hope everyone is well and, as always, thank you!
The specific name "pendulum" comes from the Latin adjective pendŭlus, a, um (= pendant, dangling) in relation to the pendulous branches and stems that characterize this species.
It loves acidic and humus-rich soils, from 600 to 2400 meters.
Explored July 4, 2023
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Plume grass is an extremely rare type of grass that can only be found in the deep sea in light-flooded caves (illuminated by the just as rare but permanently glowing deep sea rainbow) or above the clouds. I couldn't verify the origin of this specific bunch of plume grass, because it had materialized itself on my photo (aka living room) table out of nowhere. OK, joking aside, "nowhere" is a small paper bag that I keep in my original MM box (numerous boxes have followed since) in which I've carefully stored this feather ever since I found it on the ground in front of an outdoor owl cage/compound at the Tierpark Berlin back in 2017. The owl inhabiting said cage had eyed me suspiciously all the time plus its plumage colour and pattern were very similar to that of this feather, so it was pretty sure that owl's feather.
The feather, or rather the part of it I'd found (it looks as if it had broken off because the quill is missing), is very fluffy and delicate, and it has a white/light brown zigzag-like pattern. The entire length of the feather is 6,5 cm/2,5 inches, and the (upper) part of the feather that you can see in my image has a length of 2 cm/0,78 inches and a width of 4 cm/1,5 inches..
Since a feather is all about airiness, freedom, and a creature soaring the sky up above I thought I'd use a bright blue backdrop for a change. I still didn't know how to add a little more vivacity to the feather itself, since while beautiful it isn't exactly colourful with its muted tones that suit a predator well as camouflage. My makeshift colour filters didn't work too well for the scene I had in mind because they coloured the backdrop as well. But the sunshine came to my rescue. I keep all sorts of stuff on the window sill, like a sundial, and also rocks and crystals, and among these "dust collectors" also is a huge, diamond-shaped glass crystal. Its facets conjure lovely rainbow-coloured light reflections onto the wall and the window sill when hit by the sunlight at the right angle. And when I noticed the sparkle, I thought "That's it, hooray!" :) Not that it is easy to direct the rainbow sparkles to a specific subject, it was a lot of hit-and-miss, but in the end, I once again had a few images to choose from. I also took a few images of a plain white feather that actually reflects the rainbow light much better, but since I had to make a choice, this image made it mainly because of the white bokeh balls in the upper right corner (probably light reflections from the glass crystal as well) because they reminded me of sunlight shining through a very clear water surface (or of a small fleecy cloud), illuminating a beautiful "underwater scape".
HMM, Everyone, and have a nice week ahead!
My husband built this birdhouse back in Alaska to specific sizes for swallows. Chickadees used it two years in a row. It stood high on a metal pole away from interlopers.
Then we moved here, birdhouse included, and finally, tree swallows! Sounds like quite a few hungry ones inside.
Photo today by my husband, Howard Marsh, using his D4 and my 500mm f/4 on the Manfrotto monopod.
The hôtel was built to serve as a residence for the archbishops of Sens. Before 1622, Paris was not a specific archdiocese, and depended on the diocesan authority of Sens. The archbishop was a prominent figure of power, his residence reflecting his influence within the urban landscape.
A first hôtel, at this location, was built for the archbishops of Sens in 1345, which was latter used by Charles V, King of France, as a part of his royal residence, the hôtel Saint-Pol. When the Kings settled in the newly built Louvre palace, the building was destroyed, only to be replaced by the current hôtel, built between 1475 and 1519 by Tristian de Salazar and reinstalled as the residence of the archbishops of Sens.[1] As such, it served as the house of many renowned prelate, such as Antoine Duprat, Louis de Bourbon de Vendôme, Louis de Lorraine, Nicolas de Pellevé (who died in the hôtel) or Jacques Davy Duperron. Margaret of Valois also lived there in 1605 and 1606, and her decision to cut a fig tree (figuier) in front of the building is said to have inspired the name of the street, rue du Figuier.[2]
The 1830 cannonball lodged in the main facade.
In 1622, Paris became an archdiocese. The archbishops of Sens lost the major part of their power in the city, and their sojourns in Paris became progressively less frequent. The hôtel, alienated during the 17th century to the archdiocese of Paris, entered a lasting period of progressive decay. A bien national during the French Revolution, it was sold in 1797 and privately owned throughout the 19th century, housing, like many hôtels particulier in the Marais at the time, shops, workshops or factories. During the Trois Glorieuses street fights of 1830, a cannonball hit the facade and lodged deep within the wall ; it is visible nowadays above the main entrance, the date engraved beneath.
Protected as a heritage site in 1862, the building was acquired by the city of Paris, and thoroughly restored in 1930. The Forney art library was installed in it in 1961.
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Moduza procris - the Commander
Doi Suthep-Pui NP, Chiang Mai, Thailand
Order : Lepidoptera
Family : Nymphalidae
Sub-Family : Limenitidinae
Genus : Moduza
Species : Moduza procris procris
I have recently uploaded a new set of Thailand pics on my website. Mostly butterflies but a couple of other things as well. Please have a look - bugs-alive.blogspot.com
There is also a specific factsheet for the above butterfly -
All my insect pics are one shot, hand-held macros of live insects in the wild.
Those wonderful purple-mauve flowerheads of Artichoke attract lots of insects. Bees of many kinds, but also flies among which really tiny ones. I think this is a Drosophilid clutching a flower petal but I'm afraid I can't be more specific. Anyone out there in Flickrland? Thanks...
Tateyama is a large volcano. The name does not refer to a specific peak but to the group of peaks associated with the volcano.
Murodou (室堂) as well as Midagahara (弥陀ケ原) and Bijo-daira (美女平) to the west are a sequence of lava plateau.
Murodou (室堂) is located at an altitude of 2,450 m. There is a transfer station between Tateyama Tunnel Trollybus and the bus service to/from Bijo-daira (美女平) near Tateyama town proper. There is a network of trails marked by poles to explore the volcanic terrain in Murodou including hotsprings, ponds, religious buildings etc.
Tateyama is directly hit by the northwestern monsoon in winter. There is no weather station in Murodo as it is completely closed down from December to early April due to heavy snowfall. Unazuki weather station, not far from Murodou in the the Kurobe-gawa gorge, records an average annual precipitation of 3,587 mm. Murodou is supposed to have more precipitation. Wettest months are December and January.
This photo was taken at the end of April.
You can ski in Tateyama until June. There is no lift but instead you can take bus to climb back to Murodou.
When you just "drop into" a specific year's archive, you never know what your claws will surface with. (Like a penny arcade, remember?) Well, I didn't remember that my Dragonfly years went back to 2009-2010, but yes, and they coincided with my first wildflower foray.
What did surprise me was that ... I was good! The cameras were the SX10 and the SX20. I do remember that the lenses were excellent for closeup work. (It would be another year or two before I had a camera - the SX40 - with sufficient focal length for birding.) Composition was a real problem when I started with dragonflies and damselflies. Backgrounds could be just water but with the sun bouncing off. At other times, the backgrounds could be duck weed and all manner of acquatic fauna that made for messy shots and poor depth of field.
It was the SX40 that got me away from insects and flowers. After all, anyone with a digital camera could capture decent images of birds, but birds are far ranging (they fly) and, therefore, more time consuming than dragonflies or snapdragons.
Anyway, this was one of my first "pond-based" dragonflies, a Blue Darner near Heather Farm's larger pond. (After seven plus years of birding, I would return to odonates in 2017-2019.) My first dragonfly was, by the way, a female Variegated Meadowhawk found in tall grasses on the south side of Mt. Diablo, fairly distant from any water. But I got hooked. With the SX40, if it moved, I'd shoot so my photography was "all over the map," literally and figuratively.
The other day a friend was commenting on the clouds that appear along the Sunshine Coast vs those in Alberta. Ostensibly, those that take shape over the ocean vs those that develop in the prairies. We both came to the conclusion that although the topic of clouds was the same, the resulting forms were often different yet unique to the landscape. (so to speak)
In this image there are two distinct clouds forming in the distance, both over the ocean and developing over a distant island. Pender Island to be exact. One, filling the sky at a higher level, while the other stretching for miles at a specific height catapillaring along the ocean.
After photographing Prairie clouds for the last 26 years, I have noted in my photos they are often quite wispy, or perhaps appearing like giant whipped potatoes in a thunder cloud, or just plain leaden, covering the sky. They too come in many forms, but for the most part, look distinctively different. And, isn't it fun to just watch them as they move inexorably across the sky creating their beauty for us to photograph.
Oh, HOW I love this specific spot, in my Chateau de La Hulpe- land blessed wanderings! In ALL Seasons! If you notice, there is only a few meters distance between the spot I took each photo. What you see here is not actually a river, but a lake, which becomes narrow-formed at a certain point, and then stops at the borders…I normally follow my path on both sides of it, turning around at a point nearby, where a little bridge exists, which it is not included in my photos….
That morning, it was a misty, velvety November week-day! With all that very special silence surrounding me ….With all those magical Earth-colours and odours…Just very few people around, but with a soft smile on their face , and bright eyes…. And a heart-warming “Bonjour!!”, every time passing close to me…
*** Wishing you all, a DELIGHTFUL Weekend!!
I'm working on a specific ID. View Large & Bright! Best flower in the last 2 days. Location is the same general area as the previous photo. This plant is close to where the 'official' Pt Sierra Nevada trail crosses the unnamed creek & arroyo, that I posted a photo of here:
www.flickr.com/photos/29050464@N06/52878603721
Location is a hundred ft or so north of the creek-crossing
As it was so windy, the beach was a lot less busy than usual at this time of the year so I had plenty of time and space to get some interesting beach reflections.
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El marcòlic vermell o lliri morat (Lilium martagon) és una espècie de planta de la família de les liliàcies. També es diu consolta vermella. És endèmic a tota Euràsia, des dels Pirineus fins a Àsia Central i Corea. És una de les plantes que hom anomena lliris i consta de diverses subespècies.
Creix en boscs o prats, a muntanya. És bulbosa perenne que fa d'un a dos metres d'alt. Les flors, nombroses en cada planta, són normalment de color porpra rosat, amb taques fosques i són flairoses.
(Avís de la Wikipedia en anglès: aquesta flor és tòxica pels gats.)
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Lilium martagon, the martagon lily or Turk's cap lily, is a Eurasian species of lily. It has a widespread native region extending from Portugal east through Europe and Asia as far east as Mongolia.
Horticulturally it is in Division IX (true species). It is stem-rooting, growing between 1 metre (3 ft 3 in) and 2 metres (6 ft 7 in) tall. The flower colour is typically a pink-purple, with dark spots, but is quite variable, extending from near white to near black. The flowers are scented. Numerous flowers are borne on each plant, and up to 50 can be found on vigorous plants. The green stems can be flushed with purple or red and the leaves are elliptic to inverse lanceolate, mostly in whorls, up to 16 centimetres (6.3 in) long and often lightly hairy underneath.
This plant has gained the Royal Horticultural Society's Award of Garden Merit.
Lilium martagon was used in hybridising with L. hansonii at the end of the 19th century by Mrs RO Backhouse of Hereford, England.
The name Turk's cap lily, also applied to a number of other species, comes from the characteristic reflexed shape of the petals. The specific epithet martagon is a Turkish word which also means turban or cap.
Lilium martagon, like many in the genus, is highly toxic to cats and ingestion often leads to fatal kidney failure; households and gardens which are visited by cats are strongly advised against keeping this plant or placing dried flowers where a cat may brush against them and become dusted with pollen which they then consume while cleaning. Suspected cases require urgent veterinary attention.Rapid treatment with activated charcoal and/or induced vomiting can reduce the amount of toxin absorbed (this is time-sensitive so in some cases vets may advise doing it at home), and large amounts of fluid by IV can reduce damage to kidneys to increase the chances of survival.
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The specific alpestris is Latin and means "of the high mountains", from Alpes, the Alps.
The horned lark was originally classified in the genus Alauda.
The horned lark Is suggested to have diverged from Temnick's lark around the Early-Middle Pleistocene, according to genomic divergence estimates.[3][4] The Horned lark is known from around a dozen localities of Late Pleistocene age, including those in Italy,[5] Russia, The United Kingdom and the United States. The earliest known fossil is from the Calabrian of Spain, around 1–0.8 million years old. In 2020 a 46,000 year old frozen specimen was described from the Russian Far East.
Recent genetic analysis has suggested that the species consists of six clades that in the future may warrant recognition as separate species. A 2020 study also suggested splitting of the species, but into 4 species instead, the Himalayan Horned Lark E. longirostris, Mountain Horned Lark E. penicillata, Common Horned Lark E. alpestris (sensu stricto), alongside Temnick's Lark..
A shot of one of the boats at Hastings surrounded by all the associated fishing clutter.
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Crocoite
4x3 inch
Adelaide Mine, Dundas, Dundas District, Tasmania
Australia
Crocoite is a mineral consisting of lead chromate, PbCrO4, and crystallizing in the monoclinic crystal system. It is identical in composition with the artificial product chrome yellow used as a paint pigment.
Crocoite is commonly found as large, well-developed prismatic adamantine crystals, although in many cases are poorly terminated. Crystals are of a bright hyacinth-red color, translucent, and have an adamantine to vitreous luster. On exposure to UV light some of the translucency and brilliancy is lost. The streak is orange-yellow; Mohs hardness is 2.5–3; and the specific gravity is 6.0.
Sunday 01-03-2020 we went for a walk down the Worcester & Birmingham canal .Starting at Tardebigge Wharf....there are 30 locks in total over about 2 1/2 miles .We were not doing them all .....there was a specific shot i was after (about 10 locks down)....this is not the one i will post that later .But what a beautiful location it is ....some lovely compositions and some very nice walks
I had heard of flannel flowers (Genus Actinotus) but seeing this flower for the first time through my macro lens still took my breath away. Most flannel flowers are endemic to Australia. While not considered threatened, they are not often seen unless specific conditions are met such as fire and smoke, followed by rainfall. This flower was among the first plants to grow after a recent bushfire.\https://florabase.dbca.wa.gov.au/browse/profile/6208
Malayan tiger, from a specific population of the Panthera tigris tigris subspecies, that is native to Peninsular Malaysia. Classified as critically endangered on the IUCN Red List since 2015.
There are certainly countless motifs that can be used to symbolize the new beginning of a year. A sunrise outside in nature (in this case on the Hoher Schneeberg in the Elbe Sandstone Mountains) is my favorite.
In both cases we are on a path that leads us into a new phase of life. A path that is only known to us to a certain extent and where a big surprise (or challenge) can be waiting for us around the next bend.
Now you could object that a day is just a day and in comparison a year must be much more significant. I would like to show you why I don't quite see it that way.
On the one hand, this assessment is based on our standards, which are based on a human life. If we look at it from the perspective of the lifespan of the universe, a year is just as insignificant as a day (basically the effects of neither are noticeable).
On the other hand, a single day, a single decision is enough to fundamentally change our own world in every conceivable direction.
So what if we didn't wait for a specific date every year to realize where we want to go, but could use every single day of the year to do so?
Our creative possibilities would increase many times over and we would have so much more room for directional corrections. We could learn, try things out and gain experience without having to ask the fundamental question every time.
With this in mind, I wish you all a good start and an exciting and fulfilling journey.
Because today is the first day of the rest of all of our lives.
Es gibt ganz sicher unzählige Motive, mit denen man den Neubeginn eines Jahres symbolisieren kann. Ein Sonnenaufgang draußen in der Natur (in diesem Fall auf dem Hohen Schneeberg im Elbsandsteingebirge) ist mein Favorit.
In beiden Fällen befinden wir uns auf einem Weg, der uns in einen neuen Lebensabschnitt führt. Ein Weg, der uns nur bis zu einem gewissen Grad bekannt ist und auf dem hinter der nächste Kurve eine große Überraschung (oder auch Herausforderung) auf uns warten kann.
Jetzt könntet Ihr einwenden, dass ein Tag ja nur ein Tag ist und im Vergleich dazu ein Jahr doch viel bedeutender sein muss. Ich möchte Euch aufzeigen, warum ich das nicht ganz so sehe.
Zum einen fusst diese Einschätzung auf unsere auf ein Menschenleben ausgerichteten Masstäbe. Betrachten wir das ganze aus Sicht der Lebensspanne des Universums ist ein Jahr genau so unbedeutetend wie ein Tag (im Grunde sind die Auswirkungen beider nicht spürbar).
Andererseits genügt ein einziger Tag, eine einzige Entscheidung um unsere eigene Welt grundlegend zu verändern und das in jede nur denkbare Richtung.
Wie wäre es also, wenn wir nicht jedes Jahr auf ein spezielles Datum warten würden um uns bewusst zu machen, wohin wir gehen wollen, sondern dafür jeden einzelnen Tag des Jahres nutzen könnten?
Unsere gestalterischen Möglichkeiten würden um ein vielfaches steigen und wir hätten so viel mehr Raum für Richtungskorrekturen. Wir könnten lernen, probieren und Erfahrungen sammeln ohne jedes Mal die Grundsatzfrage stellen zu müssen.
In diesem Sinne wünsche ich Euch allen einen guten Start und eine spannende sowie erfüllende Reise.
Denn heute ist der erste Tag vom Rest unser aller Leben.
more of this on my website at: www.shoot-to-catch.de
I had a specific hope from this sunrise shoot of the Buttercross in Brigg, North Lincolnshire, and that was to capture the sun rising at the end of the street on the left (Wrawby Street). But unfortunately there was an annoying slither of cloud on the horizon and by the time it cleared, the sun had moved too far to the right. Maybe I’ll be luckier another time.
Shot as a 5 shot panorama (each bracketed) with my Tilt Shift, and stitched in Lightroom. The highlights on the front of the building are due to spotlights above the upper windows.
The Buttercross, historically was the Brigg Town Hall, but is now used as a tourist information centre and as an events venue.
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A wattle weaved fence seemingly sitting there for no specific purpose (from what I could see). This wattle technique was apparently commonly used to make fences and hurdles for enclosing ground or handling livestock. The technique goes back all the way to Neolithic times.
Pareidolia par·ei·do·lia ˌper-ˌī-ˈdō-lē-ə -ˈdōl-yə : the tendency to perceive a specific, often meaningful image in a random or ambiguous visual pattern. The scientific explanation for some people is pareidolia, or the human ability to see shapes or make pictures out of randomness.
I happen to see a big smiling face in this collection of rusted objects.
It's amazing what you find in the junk along the train tracks when you're waiting for a train to come along.
Following comments by Daniel Myers and James Burns and a specific question by Sccart, I managed to find on the Ephrata website an explanation of these strange buildings : they form a stage, build in 1970, and facing an amphitheater (that I had not photographed and then forgotten about, that was some 3 year ago...). It was first used for outdoor drama, and now for special programs.
That said, they are thin, but of normal height.
Thin slices of fatty salmon sashimi served on a small platter.
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My attempt at the "Crazy Tuesday" theme "Hand tools".
The manufacturer of this specific tool (Wera) was not responsible for the invention of the principle behind it (I think it might have been patented first by Megapro?) but this screw driver is probably my favorite and most used hand tool! It doesn’t use it’s own specific bits but standard interchangeable bits (used on drills etc.), has an extendable front part and a compartment inside the handle, that clicks open and features space for different bits. It really is an incredibly well thought out flexible system and feels like a pretty high quality tool at the same time!
Shot with a Rodenstock "Apo Sironar digital 45 mm F 4.5" (large format) lens on a Canon EOS R5.
Becoming a judge at a UK county show involves gaining expertise in a specific area (e.g., livestock, horticulture, showjumping, or dog showing)
The specific steps will depend heavily on what you intend to judge:
General Requirements
Specialised Knowledge: You must have significant, proven experience and expertise in the specific class or breed you wish to judge (e.g., owning and exhibiting pedigree dogs for a number of years, or experience in a specific form of agriculture).
Membership & Support: Often, you need to be a member of the relevant breed or discipline-specific association (e.g., the Shetland Pony Stud Book Society or a breed club for dogs) and gain their support for your application.
Stewarding/Experience: Accumulating experience by stewarding at a number of shows is a common prerequisite.
Formal Training/Assessment: You will typically need to attend seminars, workshops, and pass examinations or practical assessments to prove your competence. This often involves both theoretical knowledge (rules and regulations) and practical skills (judging different animals/exhibits).
Mid Devon Show, Knightshayes Court, Tiverton, Devon, UK.
I woke up to heavy fog and felt the pull to get out and drive, not chasing a specific image so much as a feeling. It was the last morning of the year, and Tacoma felt hushed, wrapped in itself. I had pictures in mind before I even grabbed my camera. I drove to the Rialto, past the Murray Morgan Bridge, up Tacoma Avenue, hoping to find the city falling away into fog from above.
But the fog was thick, relentless. The views I imagined simply weren’t there. Hills vanished. Landmarks softened and disappeared. Each stop asked me to let go of the image I had planned and stay open to what was actually present.
On East 34th Street, the bridge finally revealed itself, not boldly, but quietly. Its lights hovered in the mist, the structure dissolving as it stretched forward. Cars moved through like brief thoughts, leaving behind faint traces before slipping back into the fog. The city felt suspended, as if it was holding its breath.
Standing there, I found myself reflecting on the year that had just passed. The plans that didn’t materialize. The moments that only made sense in hindsight. The unexpected pauses. The fog felt honest, offering no clarity, no grand reveal, just the invitation to be present with what remained visible. Sometimes that’s how a year ends, not with answers, but with stillness.
Showcasing distances to major points along UP's North West network, a unique sign found at Multnomah Falls along the Portland Sub
Be specific ship onion pacific
The ghostly webs covering specific trees in Orwell Country Park alerted me to the presence of these Small Ermine Moth caterpillars!
The webs hide hundreds and sometimes tens of thousands of caterpillars of the Small Ermine moths. In the UK there are eight species of Small Ermine Moths, but only the Orchard Ermine (Yponomeuta padella), Spindle Ermine (Y. cagnagella) and Bird-cherry Ermine (Y. evonymella) tend to produce such extensive webbing, the former mainly on blackthorn and hawthorn, the others on spindle and bird-cherry respectively.
The Bird-cherry Ermine tends to have a more northern distribution compared to the other two and occasionally whole trees can be covered by their webs, the leaves stripped bare giving the tree an eerie appearance. Sometimes these webs are so extensive that they can cover nearby objects such as benches, bicycles and gravestones.
This olive-sided flycatcher proved more interested in perching at this specific location than with the dude in the camo-looking tent. I don't normally go to the trouble of lugging a hide around, but this guy seemed worth it.
Johnny Appleseed Metropolitan Park District 2016 Nature Photo Contest: Second Place Specific Nature
2017 Lima News Photo Contest, 1st Place Still Life, Best of Show
From the Lima News:
LIMA — The Lima News 21st annual Amateur Photo Competition winners are announced.
“It’s hard to believe it’s been 21 years, and photos just keep getting better,” said Craig J. Orosz, photo editor for The Lima News. “We were down 53 entries this year, but we had some fantastic photographs. Staff members from the Toledo Blade judged this year and were amazed by the outstanding images. The Blade staff did a lot of bantering back and forth, and after all of that, the best of the best emerged.”
Dave Zapotosky, chief photographer for The Blade, wrote: “(Best of Show) is a quiet image, one that makes you feel like you are walking a trail through large oak trees in autumn. The quality of light on the edges of the leaves, and the vibrant colors in the frame are visually arresting. The image is sharp as a tack, and the composition is in the rule of thirds, which most professional photographers recognize as the best compositional element in a picture. Great shot amateur photographer! Keep up the good work!”
Every photo entered in the contest will be on display at ArtSpace/Lima and, later, St. Rita’s Medical Center.
There are at least two specific crosses located in the woods above the River Hodder, near Stonyhurst College: Hague's Cross (the one pictured)and Woodward's Cross.
These crosses are part of a local "Stonyhurst Crosses Walk" and are said to be memorials for young Jesuits who drowned in the river.
Hague's Cross stands above the River Hodder in the woods close to the former preparatory school, Hodder Place. A new cross was fixed to an ancient base in 1910.
They say there are 4 stages of photography or 4 directions you can go in.
1.The proof shot. Merely documenting that you came and saw.
2. To document.
Similar to the proof shot but more specific and technically accurate.
3. To narrate.
This tends to be a more thought out approach as in telling a story through photos or one single photo. It conveys a message.
4. The creative shot.
This is when you make a conscious decision to capture a certain moment in a certain way or capturing an image to process later as you have a vision for it in her mind.
I tend to lean towards the creative side with 90% of my shots I have a plan for them once i get home to create into something different.
I obviously in turn take proof shots and I do a little with the documenting but I haven't yet dabbled in number 3. The narration part of photos but this year I am going to challenge myself, my mind set and my photography to use my photography to create such images so hopefully by them I can make a difference.