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Natures Showpiece
It was bright and sunny on Saturday not as excessively warm as it has been the past month. Karen was out watering trying to give the plants a good soaking. I was out there with my camera trying not to get sprayed with water. taking photos of all the beautiful flowers and plants she has planted this year.
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Pseudoroegneria spicata. Common in Eastern Washington and other steppe grasslands of western North America.
Rio Grande GP40 No. 3131 and GP40-2 No. 3130 pull the Midvale Tramp through West Jordan, Utah on a perfect June 12, 1998 morning in rural Salt Lake County.
Rio Grande 3131 can be found today on the Wheeling & Lake Erie Railway roster, wearing number 302 and a paint scheme that mirrors D&RGW livery, if not the actual Rio Grande paint job.
This former D&RGW right of way is very busy in the present, hosting Utah Transit Authority light rail service by day and Savage Bingham & Garfield and Utah Railway local freights by night.
If Salvador Dali were ever to have created a painting of a baseball diamond, I bet it would look something like this...to stay in keeping with his drooping clocks work, The Persistence of Memory. #wowplanet #earthpix #palouse #fields #farml
Херсонес Таврический находится в Крыму, на берегах Карантинной бухты города Севастополя. Слово «херсонес» по-гречески — «полуостров», а таврами называли воинственное племя, населявшее соседние горные местности. Отсюда произошло название города. За 2500 лет существования у города было несколько названий: Херсон, Сарсона, Корсунь.
В 1827 году здесь начались археологические раскопки, которые продолжаются по сей день...Город был основан эллинами в 424-421 годах до н. э. Благодаря выгодному географическому положению на пересечении морских путей, в полисе активно развивалась культура, ремесла и торговля. Греческое поселение расширялось вглубь Гераклейского полуострова. Первоначальная площадь в 4 га увеличилась в 10 раз.
Этот античный полис стал оплотом христианства на Руси. В I в. здесь появляются первые последователи христианства. В V в. полис вошел в состав Византийской империи и до XIII в. был опорой Византии в Крыму....В 988 г. киевскому князю Владимиру Святославовичу удалось захватить Корсунь. В Корсуни (Херсонесе) князь Владимир был крещен, здесь же состоялось его венчание с царевной Анной Византийской. Затем Владимир Красно Солнышко вернулся в Киев и приступил к крещению народа.
Согласно этим фактам, Корсунь является колыбелью православия на Руси..........Мой давний друг, художник и поэт!
Ты хочешь к морю, внемля вдохновенью?
Плывёт над крышей медленный рассвет,
В окно вливая птичье песнопенье.
И вот пешком, с тетрадью и холстом,
Идём туда, где веет стариною,
Где не родятся мысли о пустом
И грусть пройдёт, как прежде, стороною.
Зовёшь нас снова, древний Херсонес,
Храня в себе податливые тайны.
Стоишь века по милости небес
И боги благосклонны не случайно.
Я помню там разрушенный собор
И молочай с яруткой по колено,
А повилики выцветший ковёр
Увёл туда, где обнажились стены
Когда-то обустроенных домов,
Где запах рыбы вперемешку с винным
Сочился из прохладных погребов,
Покинув пифос*, выросший из глины.
Там и сейчас всё это миражом
Привидится под знойным солнцем юга:
Вот древний грек наточенным ножом
Губана режет, ската и севрюгу.
Солёный бриз седины ворошит,
И пышет жаром бронзовое тело.
А вдоль тропинок девственный самшит
К холмам с пыреем рвётся то и дело.
Катает камень свежая волна,
Он не перечит помыслам стихии,
А луч стремится в лабиринты дна,
Рыбёшек стаи носятся лихие.
Рисуй, пиши! Здесь дышится легко!
Здесь пыл души и плоти неразлучны
И щедрых муз влиянье велико,
А их желанья с нашими созвучны.
Ты в этом дивном месте — званый гость.
Здесь Посейдон раскачивал биремы,
Здесь винограда вызревшая гроздь
Застыла в камне видимой вселенной.
*Пифос (др.-греч.), в Древней Греции —
большой керамический сосуд...............................................................................Tauric Chersonese is located in the Crimea, on the shores of the Quarantine Bay of the city of Sevastopol. The word "Chersonesos" in Greek means "peninsula", and the brands were called a warlike tribe that inhabited neighboring mountainous areas. Hence the name of the city. For 2500 years of existence, the city has had several names: Kherson, Sarsona, Korsun.
In 1827, archaeological excavations began here, which continue to this day.The city was founded by the Hellenes in 424-421 BC. Due to its favorable geographical position at the intersection of sea routes, culture, crafts and trade actively developed in the polis. The Greek settlement expanded deep into the Heraclea Peninsula. The initial area of 4 hectares has increased 10 times.
This ancient polis became a stronghold of Christianity in Russia. In the first century, the first followers of Christianity appeared here. In the 5th century, the polis became part of the Byzantine Empire and until the 13th century was the mainstay of Byzantium in the Crimea. In 988, Prince Vladimir Svyatoslavovich of Kiev managed to capture Korsun. In Korsun (Chersonese) Prince Vladimir was baptized, and his wedding with Princess Anna of Byzantium took place here. Then Vladimir Krasno Solnyshko returned to Kiev and began to baptize the people.
According to these facts, Korsun is the cradle of Orthodoxy in Russia.........My old friend, artist and poet!
Do you want to go to the sea, listening to inspiration?
A slow dawn floats over the roof,
Birdsong is pouring through the window.
And so on foot, with a notebook and a canvas,
We're going to a place that smells old,
Where thoughts about the empty will not be born
And the sadness will pass, as before, by the side.
Ancient Chersonese is calling us again,
Keeping malleable secrets.
By the grace of heaven you are worth centuries
And the gods are not accidentally benevolent.
I remember a ruined cathedral there
And a milkweed with a knee -high yarutka,
And the branches are a faded carpet
Took him to where the walls were bare
Once-furnished houses
where the smell of fish mixed with wine
It oozed out of the cool cellars,
leaving the pythos *, which grew out of clay.
There and now it's all a mirage
He will appear under the sultry southern sun:
Here is an ancient Greek with a sharpened knife
Clippings from gubana, stingray and sevryuga. The salty breeze of gray hair stirs,
And the bronze body bursts with heat.
And along the paths there is a virgin boxwood
He rushes to the hills with wheatgrass every now and then.
A fresh wave rolls the stone,
He does not contradict the thoughts of the elements,
And the beam tends to the labyrinths of the bottom,
The flocks of fish are dashing.
Draw, write! It's easy to breathe here!
Here the ardor of the soul and the flesh are inseparable
And the influence of generous muses is great,
And their desires are in tune with ours.
You are an invited guest in this wonderful place.
Here Poseidon rocked the biremes,
Here is a ripe bunch of grapes
Frozen in the stone of the visible universe.
*Pythos (other-Greek), in ancient Greece —
a large ceramic vessel.
Poems about Chersonesos from the Crimean cycle
Irina Khanum
HERE POSEIDON ROCKED THE BIREMES...
Tucked between the Needle-and-Thread grass, the Blue Gama grass, Western Wheatgrass, Spike Moss, and June grass, we found patches of cacti. We were visiting at the right season to see these in bloom. The yellow and pink flowers were dotted here and there. Sometimes we look so much at the bigger picture, we miss the stuff right at our feet.
I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.
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Over the weekend I did a small mini shoot at Wilkerson Nature Preserve in Wake Forest (right on the Raleigh border). I had never been before but I was in heaven right when I got there. Wow this place is a hidden gem! I wanted so bad to just walk around and explore but I had a shoot to do. However, I know where I will be going on adventures this Spring and Summer. What a picturesque place! :)
I was playing on Flickr recently and noticed several versions of this glorious barn.
Well here you have it. My take - in a drive by at 70 miles per hour.
Every time I drive by it when going back home - it makes me wanna sing Paul Simon:)
I'm not sure what kind of grass this is, but I like the colorful way it begins its reproductive cycle. It seems grass is wind pollinated, so the flowers don't have to be fancy to attract pollinating insects.
Some info on grass flowers: bigpicturescience.wordpress.com/tag/grasses/
After a little searching, my best ID guess is Western wheatgrass anthers. Any ID confirmation or correction would be appreciated.
My best ID guess: www.kswildflower.org/largePhotos.php?imageID=639&aCat...
Wheatgrass along the beach on Kent Island in Maryland.
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"How beautiful it is out-of-doors; sometimes I long for a country where it is always autumn, but then we should not have snow and apple blossoms, and no wheat and fields of stubble."
― Vincent van Gogh
A portion of a letter to Anthon van Rappard.
This is an Ad for BOOST Juice Bars here in Australia.
They sell "meals in a cup" ie: smoothies, juices and strange concoctions etc. As long as it can go in the blender as solid and come out drinkable, thats all thats required;-)
These Juice Bars are very popular here in Australia. Some of the drinks taste too good to be "really" natural!!
My Project365 photo, DAY 207, 19th Nov 07
One hundred fifty years ago the typical vegetation throughout the Palouse consisted of perennial bunchgrasses, which grew in tufts or clumps, accompanied by many different kinds of "wildflowers." Together, the grasses and flowers gave the appearance (in spring and early summer at least) of a lush meadow, or Palouse Prairie. This type of vegetation occurs in relatively moist environments, where the climate is almost wet enough to support the growth of trees. The principal bunchgrasses of Palouse meadows were Idaho fescue, bluebunch wheatgrass, and prairie junegrass. Short shrubs, especially snowberry and wild rose, were common. Mosses and lichens were an important but inconspicuous feature.
This unnamed peak/hill (at least as far as I as have been able determine) leads to a striking overlook of the Salt Lake valley and boasts a nice remnant and largely intact bunchgrass community which is unusual to find in our area at foothill elevations. One wonders how many scouts and later members of pioneer families (including the Donner-Reed party who camped not far from here in late August of 1846) may have climbed this hill to get a better view of what they were facing in the journey ahead (or for many, the end of one journey and the beginning of another). And the generations of native peoples who came before and may have used this point to look for game, to watch for enemies and enjoy the cool evening summer breeze. This also would have made a very nice vantage point for staring at a sparkling and deep Lake Bonneville completely filling the valley bellow and stretching for miles and miles into the distance, while sitting in a lawn chair and soaking up some rays (with appropriate sun protection!) for an undefined period of time. The silence at times may have been deafening.
Oct. 18, 2014, lower Emigration Canyon, Salt Lake County, Utah. The crest of the hill is at an elevation of about 5,760 ft.
Tall Grasses...
The wheat grass swayed softly on the breeze, gently marking a rhythmic dance that undulated in the light of the waning sun. The warm, golden light painted the scene with a tranquil hue, as if nature herself was conducting a silent, mesmerizing symphony. The gentle rustling created a soothing soundscape, a perfect accompaniment to the picturesque vista.
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