Tugs Taking the Strain
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...for victory.
One final shot from the Dragon Boat Races 2016. Didn't heed my own advice and came back for the finals, luckily brought a longer lens (and didn't schlepp my tripod to there).
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Spotted Pardalote straining to see something.
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This view did some very wonky things to my eyes so I figured it would make for an interesting shot. At first glance, the eyes are challenged as they strain to figure out what is being viewed. But, upon further inspection one can tell it is a snow lined shore with colored trees reflecting in the river. The combination of cold and warm colors also contributed to an interesting look.
Credits:
Body: Lara by Maitreya
Head: Uma by Catwa
Head Applier: Susanne new from Session @ eBENTO
Skin Tone: Tone01 from Session
Hair: Salma new from Sintiklia @ eBENTO
Dress: Kathia new from Avale @ Cosmopolitan
Footwear: Nicol new from Nanika @ The Chapter Four
Tattoo: Exquisite Perfume new from K-tarsis @ eBENTO
Pose and Weights: Celly Pose #1 new from Kokoro Poses @ eBENTO
This tenacious vine growing on the fence in our backyard seems like an expression of our country at present ... though we pull, and even strain, in different directions, yet, we are one.
With the wind blowing, this all puffed-out GRPR seems content to hide herself in the interior of this low bush. I spotted her feeding there and she seemed to me like a bee jumping all around the bush and then down onto the ground and back up, eating small pieces of buds and other delectables off this shrub and insects here and there as well. While watching her and waiting for her to "pop out," I noticed also she was puffed up when in the bush but on the ground she tucked her feathers into a much sleeker look... can't say why :-)
Again, with all the wind, there was so much motion in the greenery, I bumped up the SS to try to compensate and that seems to have helped...
I'm not sure what was going on but all the birds on this Valentine's Day that I saw seemed jumpy, a little unsettled, and I kind of felt it also... could be soooo many things (slight earth tremor, rapid change in air pressure, the wind, bad moon rising - I don't know)... but the day ended for me, slipping off a wet rock and falling from the top of a low wall onto of course - a bed of pointy stones below... no damage to any of the equipment but slightly bruised ribs and a left calf muscle strain... life happens... :-) but I plan to be back out this week...
From my India travel archive (2015 )....An incredibly overloaded lorry ( truck ) on a highway......
A very sad pandemic situation that have gone terribly out of control in India with the latest and very virulent mutant Covid virus strains. Just like this image it is becoming an ever heavy burden for the Indian Health system. Hopefully with the help from other countries supplying oxygen tanks and ventilators the dire situation will improve not only for the sake of the Indians but for the whole of humanity.
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No idea can succeed except at the expense of sacrifice; no one ever escapes without enduring strain from the struggle of life.
Ernest Renan.
Joseph Ernest Renan (28 February 1823 – 2 October 1892) was a French expert of Semitic languages and civilizations (philology), philosopher, historian, and writer, devoted to his native province of Brittany. He is best known for his influential historical works on Early Christianity, and his political theories, especially concerning nationalism and national identity. Renan is credited as being among the first scholars to advance the Khazar theory, which held that Ashkenazi Jews were descendants of the Khazars, Turkic peoples who had adopted Jewish religion and migrated to Western Europe following the collapse of their khanate. Source Wikipedia.
After seeing how small a Least Bittern was I was amazed at the size of this American Bittern, a much larger bird. Here this bird is about to strike and eat a frog that still had it's tail. I loved watching this bird move like a glacier as it first spotted the frog, then contorted its body to position itself for the strike. Its concentration seems absolute!
Another new bird for me on my Florida trip this April!
Sorry I haven't been doing Flickr much this week, I'm recovering from an Influenza A strain which struck me like a train.
Taken 6 April 2019 at Peaceful Waters Sanctuary, Florida.
A loaded coal train off the Union Pacific at Kansas City heads south on the MKT toward Texas. Katy traffic was going through the roof in the late 1980s as a flood of Powder River Basin mined coal destined for utilities in the south was straining motive power needs. Witness the second out second hand Illinois Central Gulf GP38AC rust bucket. Katy bought 18 of these from the ICG in 1986.
You could say the success of moving PRB coal was also the downfall of Miss Katy as the Union Pacific was in the process of completing their purchase of the M-K-T at the time of this photo.
Unfortunately my other gorgeous bear Razz had to stay with dad as we have to keep his exercise at a minimum so it does not put a strain on his heart!
I have read/heard the decline in numbers but I didn't realize that it was that bad that they only saw one or two of them on this same spot earlier this year! There must have been thousands of them when I took this photo. They even put yoga mats under the trees so the kids can lie down and watch them instead of straining their necks looking up! I really hope that they will come back.
Low-growing evergreen perennial native to subslpine southern Oregon and northern California.
P2148099.
This is one of the groynes on Blyth Beach and something has obviously gone awry. I spotted it as I was trying to get a shot of the beach huts and thought that it might make for a good mono long exposure. However, when I got there the low sun was bouncing off the face of it so I thought a colour LE would work better.
I do want to go back when the tide is a little higher so I can get the end of the groyne disappearing into the North Sea.
SD50 5018 with MoPac lettering and UP colors westbound @ Pacific, Mo. (870251)*
Kodachrome by Jim Strain
♥ Greetings from the Eternal City ♥
Ponte Sant'Angelo,or "Bridge of Angels" connects the Eternal City to Saint Peter’s Basilica in the Vatican.A beautiful ancient Roman bridge,probably the finest surviving bridge in Rome,built over the Tiber River in AD 135 by the emperor Hadrian.
During the medieval period,it was sometimes called the “Bridge of St. Peter” since most pilgrims crossed the Tiber River to get to St.Peter’s Basilica.In 1669,Pope Clement IX had commissioned the making of the sculptures we can appreciate today along the bridge,by famed Baroque sculptor Gian Lorenzo Bernini,who decided to perfectly fit the statues with the bridge’s name and purpose.Ten strikingly beautiful angel sculptures line the spectacular travertine marble made “Ponte Sant’Angelo”; each sculptured angel symbolizes a part from the story of Jesus Christ’s suffering and death by crucifixion.
Now,I can only hear Angels sing Gloria in excelsis Deo ♪♫♬
Angels we have heard on high,
Singing sweetly o'er the plains;
And the mountains in reply,
Echoing their joyous strains ...
Gloria in excelsis Deo ♪♫♬
Gregorian Glória Excelsis
"Things always seem fairer when we look back at them, and it is out of that inaccessible tower of the past that Longing leans and beckons.“ James Russell Lowell, A Few Bits of Roman Mosaic - Literary Essays.