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I pan-fried them in extra-virgin olive oil then dusted lightly with sea salt.
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Unlike the large catch of the great blue heron of my last posting, a great egret was dining on the smallest minnows in the pond...
Country: Estonia
Location: Tapa
Train: GoRail TEP70 0320 with fast train 30 from Moskau to Tallinn
Wärend in Lettland und Litauen die Staatsbahnen federführend im Bahnverkehr blieben hat Estland den Sektor konsequent privatisiert.
So wurden bereits 2007 die Schnellzüge von und nach Russland von der privaten GoRail in zusammenarbeit mit der RDZ betrieben.
Vor dem Zug aus Moskau zieht TEP70 0320 die paar Wagen auf Tapa zu. Bis nach Tallinn war es dann nur ein "Katzensprung" im Vergleich mit der Strecke welche der Zug bereits hinter sich gebracht hat.
Die Lok hat 1993 das Licht der Welt erblickt, also bereits nach dem Zerfall der UDSSR. Die Loks waren die Schnellzugloks für Strecke ohne Fahrdraht.
(Sanskrit) Self knowledge by means of self-incubation. cg jung - this the circ mvmt also has the moral significance of activating all the lite & dark forces of oMo nature & w/them all the psyclo opposites of whatever kind they may be.
Plastic from the ocean found on the beaches of Mallorca.
temporary installation, Cala Ratjada, Isles Baleares
2019
Bagan, located on the banks of the Ayeyarwady (Irrawaddy) River, is home to the largest and densest concentration of Buddhist temples, pagodas, stupas and ruins in the world with many dating from the 11th and 12th centuries. The shape and construction of each building is highly significant in Buddhism with each component part taking on spiritual meaning.
With regards to tour comparison between this immense archeological site and the other significant archeological gem of Southeast Asia, the Angkor sites, this analogy may be helpful:
Angkor ruins are like a Chinese Lauriat banquet where food is presented in spectacular servings with a suspenseful wait between items which are hidden beneath curtains of forests. On the other hand, Bagan is served in Spanish Tapas style, the ingredients exposed to the customer and shown in small bite-size servings, with the next attraction close and visible at hand, in shorter intervals.
Another analogy between Angkor and Bagan Sites when distinguishing temple structures is through their stupa and spire shapes.
What makes the temples look romantic is the process of graceful aging. For some reason, there are no windbreakers around as shown by the barren, desert-dry mountain range to the west past the river, spinning occasional micro twisters that spawn loose dust particles everywhere from the eroded earth to the structures. This phenomenon had peeled off so much the stucco coating of the temples to reveal the brick structural blocks with its rusty, reddish, and sometimes golden brown-like patina when hit by the sun's rays.
Erosion is a significant threat to this area, not only the wind chipping away the buildings' plastering but also water from the mighty Ayeyarwady (Irrawaddy) River threatens the riverbanks. The strong river current has already washed away half of the area of Old Bagan. It used to be a rectangular-shaped piece of enclave protected by a perimeter wall. Now what remains is roughly the triangular eastern half part.
Other images of Bagan which make a lasting impression to tourists aside from the spire-fringed skyline; stupas sporting that tumbledown look yet crowned with glitter-studded golden miter-like sikaras; the ubiquitous pair of ferocious stone lions flanking a temple's door; the spiky and lacy eave fascia woodcarvings lining a monastery's ascending tiers of roofs; tall palmyras or toddy palms with willowy trunks, bougainvilleas, exotic cotton trees, and the likes bringing life to the arid landscape and abandoned ruins; squirrels playfully and acrobatically scampering on the walls and pediments of temples; horse drawn carriages lazily carrying drop-jawed tourists; sleepy moving grandfather's bullock carts grinding on a dust-choked trail; not to mention the garbage left around, stray dogs loitering, longyi clad men spitting betel chews in copious amounts everywhere, overgrown weeds and the pestering dust.