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I think I'm lucky and captured at least three of the main patterns that this fountain is capable of -- not that you'd know it with this long exposure. The main hubble-bubble mode seems to swamp some of the more subtle activity that happens near the middle.
This was taken late on a Sunday night in August. Every time I photograph at this location, and it nearly always is on a Sunday evening, there's the aftermath of a Russian wedding going on down there. I don't know if I'm lucky, but statistician in me tells me that this cannot be chance! Anyway, on this occasion, the bride and groom, plus half of their entourage, wandered through the frame on several occasions. As usual for this time of night, my pinhole camera decided to ignore any curious souls and those blissfully unaware alike.
Pinhole 30 mins @ f/250 onto Ektar 100. August 2010
I think Robert Frost aptly summed up today's weather:
"The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day
When the sun is out and the wind is chill
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
A wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March."
I recently got myself a Retrospective 10. Head out to my blog for more photos.
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Nikon D7000 + Nikon AF-S 24-70mm f/2.8ED
1/50 sec at f/5.6, ISO 1600
10 December 2011
There are things to learn in every activity if you do the activity in a way that you wouldn't normally do it. For instance, writing with your right hand wouldn't normally teach you very much but writing with your left hand, after a bit of practice, would yield ambidexterity!
In much the same way, I want this picture of me cooking naked to be about learning and thinking differently. At first I was very uncomfortable with the idea. I did not want to be seen naked in a more public area of the house. Compromise: wear an apron. Good. But what if somebody sees me?! Concentrate on cooking! In the end, this activity was more enjoyable for me because there was an added twist. Like dying your hair blond or like trying a new type of drink. But there is also something to be gained when pushing your limits beyond your comfort zone. Like skydiving, like going to school in a different country, or like taking an art course with sexually explicit material...or just by cooking naked. This is my idea of pushing my limits, and learning from it.
I don't think I like the turquoise with this so I'm going to redo it in white...hopefully have it done this wkd.
I do love his little earmuff and scarf though:)
I think there are only another couple of photos after this that I really want to post so that I can add them to my Northern Pygmy-owl Set. S/he's such a special, tiny owl that I don't want any of my photos of him/her to get completely lost in my endless hard drive archives. Thank goodness for Flickr Sets : )
I am practically asleep on my feet today, but finally all my commitments to the Annual Christmas and New Year Bird Counts have been fulfilled and I must turn my time and efforts towards other, far more urgent things. I needed the break today, going on an almost 15-hour Bird Count for Nanton, south of Calgary. My alarm clocks blared at 4:30 a.m. and I was picked up at 6:30 a.m. this morning and I got home around 8:45 p.m. this evening, so am posting very late. A very successful day, including seeing 5 Golden Eagles (!), 3 Northern Shrikes (!), 70 Sharp-tailed Grouse (!), 2 Great Horned Owls, etc., etc. My little group of four found 15 species, but many of them were very nice species to find, especially in such great numbers. After the Count, while numbers were being tallied, we were all treated to a lovely supper. Thanks to the organizers of this event - so much work involved (including the supper, of course!). Many thanks to the Truch family for their delightful hospitality - so much appreciated by us all!
Now, though, I have to return to far more serious, difficult things to deal with. I was up till around 2:30 this morning seeing to more e-mails, etc., and felt rather overwhelmed. So, some sunshine and being in the company of good friends was much needed before I continue with getting things sorted out in connection to my brother's death..
My new philosophy -- actually, this has always been my philosophy. This particular expression of the credo was created by my son from a set of magnets with optimistic/capitalistic words like "discipline" and "success" and "teamwork" -- it's not easy to forge an honest slogan out of raw material like that.
“I think in terms of the day’s resolutions, not the year’s.”- Henry Moore
for more New Year Quotes visit engtuto.com/quotes-on-new-year/
Co. E, 12th KS. Infantry
The La Cygne Weekly Journal, Friday, June 28, 1907, Pg 5
In Memoriam.
Francis Marion Conley was born in Indiana March 28, 1840 and departed this life at his home in La Cygne, Kansas June 25, 1907, aged 67 years, 2 months and 27 days. On the 15th day of May 1862 in the bonds of Holy Matrimony to Miss Vienna Mason. To this union was born ten children, three of whom with the wife survive him and mourn his departure to the Spirit World.
On August 18, 1862, just sixty three days after their wedding day, Mr. Conley in response to his country’s call for brave men offered himself as a volunteer and was accepted and enlisted in Company E of the 12 Kansas Infantry, and served his country almost three years, receiving a honorable discharge at Little Rock June 13, 1865.
After the close of the war he returned to his Kansas home where by honesty, industry and good management he has acquired some very desirable property. For the last fifteen years he has been identified with the business interests of La Cygne, conducting very successfully a furniture store. He also held many city and county offices proving himself worthy of the confidence placed in him by his fellowmen. But it was in his judicial administration that he out-shown all his other gifts. He seemed especially qualified for that special work, hence he was commonly spoke of as “Judge”. His apprehensions were very rapid; his development of truth was luminous as its path; his knowledge appeared intuitive, and he, by a single glance, and with as much facility as the eye of the eagle passing over the landscape, surveyed the whole field on controversy—saw in what way the truth might be most successfully defended and how error must be approached. In coming into his presence where he sat as the Judge, oppressed humanity felt a secret rapture, and the heart of the innocent leaped for joy.
Wherever he was—it mattered not in that sphere he moved—the friendless had a friend, the fatherless had a father, the poor man though unable to reward his kindness, found an advocate. It was when the rich oppressed the poor—when the powerful menaced the defenseless, when truth was disregarded or the eternal principles of Justice violated it was on these occasions that he exercised all his strength, and gave him the force and authority of a prophet.
As a patriot, his integrity blessed the scrutiny of inquisition; whose manly virtue never shaped itself to circumstances; who stood amid the varying tides of party, firm like the rock which far from land lifts its majestic top above the waves and remains unshaken by the storms which agitate the ocean.
As a friend, he was true to his promise, his bosom was transparent and deep in the bottom of his heart was rooted every tender and sympathetic virtue. He made it a rule of his life to be upright, clean and pure in all his transactions with his fellowmen.
He has spent more than thirty years in the Church of God. And few men have exercised greater faith in God than did Mr. Conley. He took God at his word and expected the fulfillment of that word. He was not disappointed. Now his illuminated spirit still whispers from heaven with well known eloquence the solemn admonition, “Mortals hastening to the tomb and once the companions of my pilgrimage, take warning, and avoid my errors. Cultivate the virtues I have recommended. Follow the God I have followed. Live for immortality; and would you recite anything from the final dissolution lay it up with God. Thus speaks, me thinks our deceased benefactor. For thus he acted during life. And this more than any other sheds glory on his character. Everything else death effaces. Religion alone abided with him in his
bet TB would be happy.......
it's the book i am presently reading-- burroughs describes himself as a memorist
Staff representing THINK Together after-school programs accept a Certificate of Recognition from City Officials at Santa Fe Springs City Hall.
(Pictured Left-to-Right): Johnny Sanchez, THINK Together (TT) Staff Recruiter; Nathan Harding, TT Quality Assurance Coach; Mayor Pro Tem Betty Putnam; Karen Cantrell, TT General Manager of after-school programs in the Los Angeles area region; Maria Soto, Educational Services Administrator for the Little Lake City School District; Aregnaz Mooradian, TT Manager of Volunteers; and City Manager Fred Latham.
Tribute band to Pink Floyd. Seen at The Light's Andover Hants. Absolutely brilliant tribute band in being the best one ive ever seen.If you get a chance and you love pink floyd you must go and see. Nick Mason of PF fame raves about them himself, so must be good. Tracks from all the years that they were going so something for everybody
Nickelodeon announced on January 31, 2015 that Think Of A Man J. Ezekial: The Movie will release on Nickelodeon on Monday March 16, 2015 on Nickelodeon at 8/7 c.
Summary:
when SpongeBob gets taken away by a criminal Squidward & Patrick & Bloo & Mac & Super Why & the other gang go on a mission to rescue their friend SpongeBob.
go and visit on:
-Cast-
Man J. Ezekial: David Hasselhoff
SpongeBob SquarePants: Tom Kenny
Squidward Tentacles: Rodger Bumpass
Patrick Star: Bill Fagerbakke
Ian Hawke: David Cross
Carly Shay: Miranda Cosgrove
Freddie Benson: Nathan Kress
Chuck Chambers: Ryan Ochoa
Chip Chambers: Jacob Bertrand
Wendell Bassett: Buddy Handleson
Vinnie Bassett: Jerry Trainor
Toby Seville: Zachary Levi
Alvin Seville: Justin Long
Simon Seville: Matthew Gray Gubler
Theodore Seville: Jesse McCartney
Super Why: Nicholas Castel Vanderburgh
Princess Presto: Tajja Isen
Wonder Red: Siera Florindo
Alpha Pig: Zachary Bloch
Ernie: Steve Whitmire
Big Bird: Caroll Spinney
Elmo: Kevin Clash
Alan: Alan Muraoka
Gordon: Roscoe Orman
Chris Robinson: Chris Knowings
Bloo: Keith Ferguson
Mac: Sean Marquette
Songs:
Think Of A Man J. Ezekial: The Movie Theme Song
Where Going To Find SpongeBob Song
We are going to find SpongeBob right after lunch song
Two Little Stars song
Three Little Stars song
Easy Goin Day song
We are happy that were going to find SpongeBob song
We're finally finding SpongeBob now song
We finally found SpongeBob Song
in closing credits Big Bird and Ernie will count the movie credits and after the movie is over Big Bird & Ernie will announce 3198 Colossal Credits and loves motion pictures and tells the viewers to rewind the tape and watch the film again.
I think most people reading this agree that flickr is an heaven to find inspiration. The flow of peoples idea never seems to stop. I know this shoot is a regular one and you can find thousands and thousands of them everywhere. But that don't make it any less fun to photograph :) (especially when I'm supposed to study....) For everyone working with strobes check out this guy! He has some great strobist setup info on most of his shoots.
Strobist: One SB-28DX lying under the mirror pointing up at 1/32 and 24mm.
Another seasonal dish with what was called nanahana spring vegetable. We think it was a very tender shoot of choy sum-like vegetable, with small yellow flowers.
There were also strips of raw squid, which I have since learned to appreciate.
The miso, vinegar and mustard dressing had a good tang and enough sweetness. I could easily slather this on cooked spinach, or use it in a coleslaw!
Tempura Hajime
60 Park St South Melbourne 3205
(03) 9696 0051
Reviews:
- Tempura Hajime, reviewed by John Lethlean, The Age
April 30, 2007
I think. Found growing in rocky forest on the forest floor near exposed rock, likely sandstone (though some limestone in the park too).
Interestingly, Woodsia obtusa is one of the few ferns that can grow both on acidic sandstone and alkaline calcareous limestone (source Short and Spaulding, Ferns of Alabama).
I do. Constantly.
People say that age is merely a number. I know I've gone over this subject again and again but it troubles me a lot.
I had my dad over to visit this morning and he mentioned my cousin in Seattle who is going to be 60 this year. 60!! This is the hippy who I think of as a similar age to myself - and he is. Well, he has 9 years on me but I can't get my head around the fact that he'll be 60.
I can't get my head around the fact that I'm now 51.
I hate it. It depresses me because when I look at photos of me I don't see a 51 year old. I don't feel 51 in my head. I don't even feel like I can make adult decisions like a normal 51 year old should.
It's my youngest daughter's birthday next week. She'll be 25. My eldest is 28 this year. I don't know why I think I can get away with feeling like I'm a 23 year old any more but I see my age written down, or have to say it out loud, and I feel my heart sink.
Is it just me fooling myself? And am I really ageist because I think I must be. That can't be ME who's that old woman. It hasn't happened to me. Really, I can't emphasise strongly enough how much I hate being 'old' in a young person's world.
And I know you've all told me it makes no difference, but there must be some people reading this who feel the same way I do.
I'm not looking for sympathy or reassurance, I just want to know if others feel the same - that they don't know where the last 20 or 30 years went and how unfair it all feels.
This has turned into a rant. I'm sorry.