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I was golfing this morning and thankfully I had no golf balls land in the water, albeit, I did get a good soaking of rain over the first 4 holes!!
Back home, checked the challenge and perfect I'll just drop the golf I was playing with in some water!!
Our Daily Challenge ~ Yellow Submerged ...
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Checking out a vacant deteriorated building in Michigan. It was interesting to see so much tall overgrowth inside.
Colorful tropical sunset seen from the south end of Kauai in the town of Kalaheo.
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“Without deep reflection one knows from daily life that one exists for other people .”
Albert Einstein (German born American Physicist who developed the special and general theories of relativity. Nobel Prize for Physics in 1921. 1879-1955)
This house belonged to Kikunyo Moriwaki, the plantation’s laundress for five decades. Kauai, Hawaii
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Gaspar Melchor deJovellanos:
Un prisionero de estado o la injusticia llevada a su máxima expresión
El personaje más emblemático que ha acogido Bellver ha sido Gaspar Melchor de Jovellanos (1744-1811). Este político asturiano fue una de las personas más influyentes en la política de la época de la Ilustración. Desde joven ocupó cargos de responsabilidad en diferentes instituciones desde los que propugnaba su pensamiento liberal e ilustrado y las nuevas teorías de economía política que, por aquel entonces, imperaban en Europa, a la vez que iniciaba su carrera literaria.
Cuando se trasladó a Madrid, entró en contacto con las principales autoridades de la época, especialmente con el conde de Floridablanca, entonces Secretario de Estado y persona de máxima confianza del monarca Carlos III (1759- 1788). Durante estos años escribió su Informe en el expediente de Ley Agraria (1794), reforma agraria cargada de un liberalismo absoluto que sirvió como referente para la constitución de 1812.
En 1797 Jovellanos fue nombrado ministro de Gracia y Justicia, pero sus ideas avanzadasy su pugna contra la Inquisición y la situación de las propiedades eclesiásticas no eran del agrado del nuevo Secretario de Estado, Manuel Godoy, favorito del rey Carlos IV. Mucho menos gustó la publicación de la traducción al castellano de El Contrato Social de Jean-Jacques Rousseau, en cuyo prólogo se alababan las ideas de Jovellanos. Godoy decidió silenciar su voz, desterrándolo en Mallorca. Primeramente fue confinado en el Monasterio de Valldemossa, donde permaneció desde marzo de 1801 hasta mayo de 1802.
Las autoridades consideraron que Jovellanos disfrutaba allí de demasiada libertad, incluso escribiendo el libro Memoria sobre educación pública, por lo que el 5 de mayo de 1802 decidieron trasladarlo al castillo de Bellver, donde estuvo encarcelado casi seis años (1802-1808). Fueron tiempos duros, de fuerte vigilancia y muchas restricciones y penurias, hasta el punto que se le privó de aquello que más amaba: el papel y la pluma.
Tan pronto como recibió autorización, Jovellanos retomó la lectura y la escritura, redactando una antológica descripción de Bellver (Memorias del castillo de Bellver, 1805), así como diversos trabajos sobre la Lonja, la Catedral y los conventos de San Francisco y Santo Domingo, también en Palma.
A pesar de las circunstancias sobrevenidas, para Mallorca la estancia de Jovellanos fue fundamental, ya que contribuyó a la creación de un ambiente de intelectualidad, de compromiso con la cultura y de perfeccionamiento, hasta entonces prácticamente inexistente. Su interés por la historia, la arquitectura, la lengua, la educación, la botánica y muchos otros aspectos, sirvió de estímulo para unos investigadores locales que por primera vez se adentraban en la investigación de la verdad desde una perspectiva científica.
Las condiciones de su confinamiento se relajaron a partir de 1806. Pero no fue hasta el mes de marzo de 1808 cuando Jovellanos recuperó su libertad, sin haber podido probar su inocencia. Una vez libre, volvió a participar activamente en la vida política. Falleció en 1811.
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Gaspar Melchor deJovellanos:Un presoner d'estat o la injustícia portada a la seva màxima expressió
Gaspar Melchor deJovellanos:Un presoner d'estat o la injustícia portada a la seva màxima expressióEl personatge més emblemàtic que ha acollit Bellver ha estat Gaspar Melchor de Jovellanos (1744-1811). Aquest polític asturià va ser una de les persones més influents en la política de l'època de la Il•lustració. Des de jove va ocupar càrrecs de responsabilitat en diferents institucions des dels que propugnava el seu pensament liberal i il•lustrat i les noves teories d'economia política que, en aquell temps, imperaven a Europa, alhora que iniciava la seva carrera literària.Quan es va traslladar a Madrid, va entrar en contacte amb les principals autoritats de l'època, especialment amb el comte de Floridablanca, llavors secretari d'Estat i persona de màxima confiança del monarca Carles III (1759- 1788). Durant aquests anys va escriure el seu Informe en l'expedient de Llei Agrària (1794), reforma agrària carregada d'un liberalisme absolut que va servir com a referent per a la constitució de 1812.En 1797 Jovellanos va ser nomenat ministre de Gràcia i Justícia, però les seves idees avanzadasy la seva pugna contra la Inquisició i la situació de les propietats eclesiàstiques no eren del grat del nou secretari d'Estat, Manuel Godoy, favorit del rei Carles IV. Molt menys va agradar la publicació de la traducció al castellà d'El Contracte Social de Jean-Jacques Rousseau, en el pròleg es lloaven les idees de Jovellanos. Godoy va decidir silenciar la seva veu, bandejant a Mallorca. Primerament va ser confinat al Monestir de Valldemossa, on va romandre des de març de 1801 fins a maig de 1802.Les autoritats van considerar que Jovellanos gaudia allà d'massa llibertat, fins i tot escrivint el llibre Memòria sobre educació pública, de manera que el 5 de maig de 1802 van decidir traslladar-lo al castell de Bellver, on va estar empresonat gairebé sis anys (1802-1808). Van ser temps durs, de forta vigilància i moltes restriccions i penúries, fins al punt que se li va privar d'allò que més estimava: el paper i la ploma.Tan aviat com va rebre autorització, Jovellanos va reprendre la lectura i l'escriptura, redactant una antològica descripció de Bellver (Memòries del castell de Bellver, 1805), així com diversos treballs sobre la Llotja, la Catedral i els convents de Sant Francesc i Sant Domingo, també a Palma.Tot i les circumstàncies sobrevingudes, per a Mallorca l'estada de Jovellanos va ser fonamental, ja que va contribuir a la creació d'un ambient d'intel•lectualitat, de compromís amb la cultura i de perfeccionament, fins llavors pràcticament inexistent. El seu interès per la història, l'arquitectura, la llengua, l'educació, la botànica i molts altres aspectes, va servir d'estímul per a uns investigadors locals que per primera vegada s'endinsaven en la investigació de la veritat des d'una perspectiva científica.Les condicions del seu confinament es van relaxar a partir de 1806. Però no va ser fins al mes de març de 1808 quan Jovellanos va recuperar la seva llibertat, sense haver pogut provar la seva innocència. Un cop lliure, va tornar a participar activament en la vida política. Va morir en 1811.
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Gaspar Melchor deJovellanos:A prisoner of state or injustice taken to its maximum expression
The most emblematic character that Bellver has hosted has been Gaspar Melchor de Jovellanos (1744-1811). This Asturian politician was one of the most influential people in the politics of the Enlightenment era. From a young age he held positions of responsibility in different institutions from which he advocated his liberal and enlightened thinking and new theories of political economy that, at that time, prevailed in Europe, while he began his literary career.When he moved to Madrid, he came into contact with the principal authorities of the time, especially with the count of Floridablanca, then Secretary of State and person of maximum confidence of the monarch Carlos III (1759- 1788). During these years he wrote his report in the Agrarian Law file (1794), agrarian reform charged with an absolute liberalism that served as a reference for the constitution of 1812.In 1797 Jovellanos was appointed Minister of Grace and Justice, but his advanced ideas and his struggle against the Inquisition and the situation of ecclesiastical properties were not to the liking of the new Secretary of State, Manuel Godoy, favorite of King Carlos IV. Much less liked the publication of the translation into Spanish of The Social Contract of Jean-Jacques Rousseau, in whose prologue the ideas of Jovellanos were praised. Godoy decided to silence his voice, banishing him in Mallorca. First he was confined in the Monastery of Valldemossa, where he remained from March 1801 to May 1802.The authorities considered that Jovellanos enjoyed too much freedom there, even writing the book Memoria sobre educación pública, so that on May 5, 1802 they decided to move him to the castle of Bellver, where he was imprisoned for almost six years (1802-1808). They were hard times, with a lot of vigilance and many restrictions and hardships, to the point that he was deprived of what he loved most: paper and pen.As soon as he received authorization, Jovellanos resumed reading and writing, writing an anthological description of Bellver (Memories of Bellver Castle, 1805), as well as various works on the Lonja, the Cathedral and the convents of San Francisco and Santo Domingo, also in Palma.In spite of the circumstances that have arisen, for Jovellanos the stay was fundamental, since it contributed to the creation of an environment of intellectuality, commitment to culture and improvement, until then practically non-existent. His interest in history, architecture, language, education, botany and many other aspects, served as a stimulus for local researchers who for the first time were delving into the investigation of the truth from a scientific perspective.The conditions of its confinement relaxed from 1806. But it was not until the month of March 1808 when Jovellanos regained his freedom, without having been able to prove his innocence. Once free, he again participated actively in political life. He died in 1811.
Getting Out of the Drawing..
Liberated from cables /cords / pangs of the past.
So good to continue to a better Future.
Thanks for visiting.
Keep the truth that inside of you, and may (or if) you bring it out correctly for yourself and the others.
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James Dean, James Dean, I know just what you mean
James Dean, you said it all so clean
And I know my life would look alright
If I could see it on the silver screen......lyrics by the Eagles
Image taken from a decoupage chest.
Red Dollar Bargain Shop, Carlingford Court, Sydney
Just as rivers reach the sea
In that moment ..... you reached for me
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mgb3xJtU3UY
As I watch the sun slowly setting in the distance
If only I had one more try
I'd say every word that you should have heard
I'd break the silence .....
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Latin Name: Centranthus ruber - Red Valerian
A lovely rich pink Valerian growing in an area of our tiered section of garden leading down to our garden river walkway.
Valerian (Valeriana officinalis, Caprifoliaceae) is a perennial flowering herb plant native to Europe and Asia. In the summer when the mature plant may have a height of 1.5 metres (5 ft), it bears sweetly scented pink or white flowers that attract many fly species, especially hoverflies of the genus Eristalis. It is consumed as food by the larvae of some Lepidoptera (butterfly and moth) species, including the Grey Pug and Hummingbird Hawk Moth.
Crude extract of valerian root may have sedative and anxiolytic effects, and is commonly sold in dietary supplement capsules to promote sleep.
Taken with my Canon EOS 7D and Canon EF 18-135mm f/3.5-5.6 IS USM Lens, and framed in Photoshop.
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Latin Name: Anas platyrhynchos - Mallard
Daisy, our pet rescued duck had a Spring visitor again this year. Obviously named Donald by us, he used to come and sit with her every day last year, and when he arrived again this year it was obvious that it was the same drake as the greeting between them was wonderful to see and hear. He is very protective of her and immediately saw off any other drake that dared to land in our garden in the vicinity of Daisy. This was one of his "look-out" spots, on the top of the side gate to our garden at the side of the property where Daisy is free to wander during the day and where her night hutch is situated. Other look-out positions were on top of the aviary roof where Jacko, our pet rescued Jackdaw is, also in the same side garden; on top of the worshop at the side of the back garden; or on top of the property roof! If another drake did land in the side garden a skirmish took place and .... well, let's just say that the interloper never stayed there very long before flying off in a hurry, often leaving behind some feathers!! He would arrive early in the morning and only leave after we put Daisy to bed in the hutch each night, often sitting outside the hutch for a while, softly talking to her. They made a very nice couple and I hope he is still around next year for his daily visits to keep her company during the Spring. This year she kept us well supplied with 102 eggs!!
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Aerial view of the colorful tulip fields and the workers picking the flowers for transport to market.
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I have no idea why I captured this pic from this ugly abandoned building without any beauty and harmony.
But sometimes I feel love especially for those things that have a long history.
He stood on the edge of the world, a lone figure suspended between sky and stone. Before him sprawled New Zealand's Southern Alps, their peaks — Poseidon, Sarpedon, Amphion — rising like silent arguments carved from light and ice. The glacier unfurled its pale tongue, an ancient current arrested mid-sentence, its surface rippled with the memory of motion. The air shimmered, crystalline and unrepentant, a cold clarity that cut to the marrow.
Lake Agnes lay below, a still pool, dark and sharp as polished obsidian. It absorbed the landscape without a ripple, the reflection a perfect inversion—mountains upside down, the sky swallowed by earth. The scene was a paradox: immensity caught in a whisper, time paused on the brink of collapse. He felt the grass brittle beneath his boots, the wind threading through the crevices of his jacket—a touch neither warm nor cruel, merely indifferent.
For three days he had wrestled through the entrails of the land. The rainforest had closed around him with a suffocating lushness, roots coiling like serpents beneath the moss. Streams foamed with a glacial bite, the waters quick and thoughtless, bruising his ankles as he waded through. Thorned thickets tore at his skin with the intimacy of old grudges. He climbed slopes slick with rain, his body folded into painful angles, the horizon always receding. When he reached this place, the fog had been thick enough to erase the contours of the world. His tent had trembled in the night winds, the cold seeping in like an unwelcome thought.
But then dawn came, unburdened and lucid. The veil lifted, and the mountains revealed themselves in their raw articulation. They did not posture or proclaim—they simply were, immutable and unscripted. The glacier’s silence was more profound than any roar; the peaks did not loom so much as exist beyond scale.
Here, in this distilled emptiness, the trivial machinery of the world he had fled seemed absurd. The restless striving, the ceaseless revolutions of ambition and vanity—all of it shrank to the size of a pebble lost in a chasm. There was no wheel here to turn, no circuit to complete. Only the landscape, bare and relentless in its honesty.
He filled his lungs, the air sharp enough to taste. It was an act of quiet rebellion, this deliberate witnessing. In that breath, he found not freedom, but a dissolution of need. The lines between man and mountain wavered, softened by the sheer scale of indifference. If he stayed long enough, perhaps he too would become part of this tableau—his form dissolving into lichen and shadow, his presence no more than a pause in the wilderness’s endless thought.
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Une splendide exhibition de montgolfières à Polignac en Haute-Loire.
Plus de 50 montgolfières ont décollé au pied de la forteresse pour composer un ballet dans le ciel, qui a duré plus d'une heure compte tenu du vent très modéré de cette journée quasi printanière !
Bonne journée à tous.
Merci pour vos visites et commentaires
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A splendid exhibition of hot air balloons from Polignac in Haute-Loire.
More than 50 hot air balloons took off at the foot of the fortress, to compose a ballet in the sky, which lasted for more than an hour, given the wind was very moderate that day almost spring !
Good day to all.
Thank you for your visits and comments
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Eine herrliche exhibition ballon zu Polignac in der Haute-Loire.
Mehr als 50 ballons starteten am fuße der festung zu komponieren, ein ballett, in den himmel, die dauerte mehr als eine stunde in anbetracht der wind sehr moderaten tag fast frühlingshaften !
Guten tag an alle.
Danke für eure besuche und kommentare
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Una espléndida exposición de globos de aire caliente a Polignac en la Haute-Loire.
Más de 50 globos de aire caliente se inició en los pies de la fortaleza, para componer un ballet en el cielo, que duró más de una hora, dado que el viento era muy moderado, ese día casi primaveral !
Buen día a todos.
Gracias por sus visitas y comentarios
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Een prachtige tentoonstelling van hete lucht ballonnen te Polignac in de Haute-Loire.
Meer dan 50 hete lucht ballonnen vertrok aan de voet van de burcht, voor het samenstellen van een ballet in de lucht, die duurde meer dan een uur, gegeven de wind was erg matig dat de dag bijna lente !
Goede dag allemaal.
Dank u voor uw bezoeken en opmerkingen
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Una splendida mostra di mongolfiere di Polignac, in Haute-Loire.
Più di 50 palloni ad aria calda, tolse ai piedi della fortezza, per comporre un balletto in cielo, che è durato per più di un'ora, dato che il vento era molto debole, quel giorno di quasi primavera!
Buona giornata a tutte.
Grazie per le vostre visite e commenti
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Uma magnífica exposição de balões de ar quente para Polignac, em Haute-Loire.
Mais de 50 balões de ar quente tirou de ao pé da fortaleza, para compor um balé no céu, que durou mais de uma hora, dado que o vento era muito moderado, que dia quase primavera !
Bom dia a todos.
Obrigado por suas visitas e comentários
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Latin Name: Polygonatum multiflorum - Solomon's Seal
This is part of a spring floral series, showing some of the colours and plants in our garden in April/May/June.
A relative of the Lily of the Valley, its flowers greatly resemble those of that plant in shape and fragrance.
With its graceful arching branches, exquisite white flowers shaped like little bells and tipped with yellow or green, the Solomon's Seal plant is just the thing for the garden to usher in each new spring season.
The name originates from a mark where the stem rises out of the plant's rhizome that can often look like two interlocked triangles, the legendary 'Star of David' and the symbol of Solomon.
The stems can grow up to four feet high and look extremely attractive with their blue green leaves, each over six inches in length. These leaves will turn golden yellow in autumn, and at that time the plant will have blue berries.
Taken with my Canon EOS 7D and Canon EF 18-135mm f/3.5-5.6 IS USM Lens, and framed in Photoshop.
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I love the story of this product almost as much as I love to eat it. It is made in the USA, but by a family whose patriarch and company founder, David Tran, arrived here in 1978 as one of the “Boat People” who escaped Viet Nam via hair-raising adventures on a variety of water craft. In fact, the company name comes from the Taiwanese freighter, Huey Fong, on which David and 3,316 other refugees traveled.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pWs0n2QH0Tk
Just 2 years later, in 1980, the company was founded in Southern California, and according to Wikipedia, sales were $60 million in 2012. The company has never advertised, depending on word of mouth. I am not sure how widely its use has spread, but it is ubiquitous in the San Francisco Bay Area where I live. I discovered it in the early 1980’s, and I always have bottles of both the garlic sauce and the sriracha in my refrigerator.
We’re Here!: enjoying Hot & Spicy
Mt. Thor is, without doubt, one of my favorite mountains to photograph. Those that follow my photographic journey know that it is not my first and definitely not my last shot of this granite giant. Its name is associated with the Norse god, a patron of thunders, lightning, storms, and strength. Thor is also considered to be responsible for the protection of mankind. Each time when you hike through the valley, you feel the overwhelming power and energy of Mt. Thor. The mountain itself is visible for about 40 km and keeps changing its shape as you approach it.
I chose this composition because it demonstrates the best Mt. Thor’s dominating power in the whole valley. The sunset light combined with soft-hued clouds added a bit of warmth to this hostile environment.
Light Play
“Without the play of light, form is inert and space becomes static; I would like to think that when I design buildings light is one of my first considerations”, remarked leoh Ming Pei in a conversation with writer Gero von Boehm. (1).
The 101 year old Chinese-American modernist architect I. M. Pei, endured a roasting from critics before the giant glass structure opened in 1989, with up to 90 percent of Parisians said to be against the project at one point. « I received many angry glances in the streets of Paris," Pei later said, confessing that "after the Louvre I thought no project would be too difficult ».(2).
« By copying the 51-degree angle of the Great Pyramid at Giza, Pei reproduced a famous icon and symbolically reinforced the Grand Louvre’s pursuit of high culture. At the same time he modernized the antique symbol with transparent glass. Providing a counterpoint to the iconic main pyramid, Pei also added an inverse pyramid and surrounded them with grass and water, intensifying the Egyptian metaphors of life and death. However, from a functional point of view, Pei sought a solution in which he could create an optically minimal volume in the main courtyard for the new entrance, respecting the existing buildings. During the daytime, the sides of the central pyramid reflect the sky. The surrounding water creates a reflecting pool, underlining Pei’s desire to create a light atmosphere and to dematerialize the Egyptian symbol. Even from the underground entrance, visitors can enjoy the view to the surrounding historical Louvre facades. The filigree construction on the underside has turned the icon into a high-tech element, and at night the pyramid appears like an urban jewel in the city of Paris. » (1).
Interestingly, Pei was in the news earlier this week (17 October 2018) when he became the victim of a celebrity death hoax claiming that the 101 year old architect had passed away. Happily, this is not the case and Pei is still very much alive (3).
Happy Window Wednesday!
Sources: (1) www.archdaily.com/881407/the-evolution-of-light-in-im-pei...
(2) www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2017/04/25/ieoh-ming-pei-master-...
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without doubt my favourite bird so I was delighted to come across this stunning male with prey .....I have posted from this series before but this is a slightly reworked image
All along it was a fever
A cold sweat hot-headed believer
I threw my hands in the air, said, "Show me something"
He said, "If you dare, come a little closer"
Round and around and around and around we go
Oh now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know
Not really sure how to feel about it
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can't live without you
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay
It's not much of a life you're living
It's not just something you take it's given
Round and around and around and around we go
Oh now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know
Not really sure how to feel about it
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can't live without you
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay
Ooh, ooh, ooh, the reason I hold on
Ooh, ooh, ooh, 'cause I need this hole gone
Funny you're the broken one but I'm the only one who needed saving
'Cause when you never see the light it's hard to know which one of us is caving
Not really sure how to feel about it
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can't live without you
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay, stay
I want you to stay, hooh
Rhianna - Stay