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A tiny fly (Diptera sp.) of unknown species, observed at the Montreal Botanical Garden.
Pentax D-FA 100mm F/2.8 WR Macro, plus HD DA 1.4X AW tele-converter and Raynox DCR-250 diopter, with off-camera diffused Godox AD180 flash. Two-shot handheld focus stack.
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Salomon Mesdach, unknown child of the family van der Voorde, 1643 (detail). On display at Portraits from the Golden Age by masters of the Dutch region Sealand. A small exhibition in the Stadhuismuseum (Town Hall) in Zierikzee, Netherlands.
Full format & more portraits of this exhibition at: johanphoto.blogspot.com/2021/10/zeeuwse-portretten-uit-de...
The mind loves the unknown. It loves images whose meaning is unknown, since the meaning of the mind itself is unknown.
Rene Magritte
"What you do not know is the only thing you know." -T.S. Eliot
Art evokes the mystery without which the world would not exist.
Rene Magritte
on Rhodes Grass Seeds. The seed head and Lynx Spider are only to give an idea of the size of the wasp. I thought it was just a small fly until I uploaded it to the computer. I wish I had tried for better photos now.
The Unknown Land
After a while, my boat driver thought I was insane. We started before the sunrise and kept going, and going, and going, and going... he kept giving me the international head movement for "we really should be returning for a spot of tea," but I kept motioning him further up the river.
To me, the river got most interesting when we saw no more people, except for the occasional fisherman that still had remote hut for his family along the river. I had plenty of battery power, amazing music on my iPod, a full array of snacks, a ton of drinks, and nothing to do for the rest of the day and night... so I was perfectly content just going until our gas tank reached 50%. And that took a long time... and who would want to stop with views like this around every other turn?
Read more, including some exciting news about our YouTube channel, here at the Stuck in Customs blog.
Cuiaba River
The Pantanal
Brazil
South America
While on the Cuiaba River at night, I stayed on the floating hotel called the Balsa Hotel Transpantanal. The hotel was anchored along the water’s edge next to the shore, so close you could reach out and touch the plants growing there. My cabin was located towards the side facing the shore, and I saw these butterflies resting on some leaves and thought it would be great to take some pictures. I photographed several of these unknown butterflies, and since I have been back I have been searching for the name of these on the internet to no avail, leaving me with another unknown animal.
Ger Bosma sent me an URL to a website showng this butterfly.
I do have another image closer to the one described. You can find the website information here.
www.learnaboutbutterflies.com/Amazon%20-%20Riodina%20lysi...
This butterfly had been thru some hard times and a lot of the color had worn off of the wings.
into the unknown... my eyes were fixed on the huge crack on the ceiling of an expansive abandoned limestone mine, as i looked deep within myself to find the courage to explore the unknown...
A nice little reminder of how beautiful Spring can be. Sometimes I forget in these months... (this looks much better large, if you have the time)
At the Kuopio rail yard, different units prepare for different jobs, and one of them is an intercity train to Oulu. The Vectron responsible for the job has frozen so badly that its number is not recognisable, but ignoring that the unknown representor is ready to work.
This is NCB Ashington, no.55, VF5279/45, scrapped in 1969.
Many thanks to Kevin Lane for the identification.
From a slide by Ray Gell in my collection.
(nicht mehr unknown: ein Aurorafalter. Danke, Susanne!
No more unknown: Orange Tip. Thank you Trevor! )
The resting place of an Unknown U.S. Soldier. Something to ponder on this Memorial Day.
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self portait.
"unknown person through a blurred vision... sometimes you have a dream of a person but can't tell who it was, you can only tell certain features about the person.. and even then, they may seem blurred or indescribable" is what i was thinking when i did this.
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