Now, who's going to drive me home tonight?

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The Cars - Drive

Ar yar gwenn "Gwenn-Ranell" gant "Wandyig" evel ur skeud teñval.

Park of the National Historical Memorial Preserve “Babyn Yar”. Kyiv. Ukraine.

September 29-30, 2021 marks the 80th anniversary of one of the most tragic pages in history: September 29-30, 1941 in Babyn Yar, in just two days, the Germans shot 33,771 Kyivans just because they were Jews.

29-30 вересня 2021 вшановуються 80 роковини з часу однієї з найтрагічніших сторінок історії окупованого нацистами Києва – початку масових розстрілів у Бабиному Яру, коли лише за два перших дні німці розстріляли 33 771 киян лише через те, що вони євреї.

В урочищі Бабин Яр.

National Historical Memorial Preserve "Babyn Yar". Kyiv. Ukraine.

Kyiv. Ukraine

a shot from a very enjoyable couple of hours up at Yar Tor on Dartmoor last night

Bugünüm senden geçti

Zaman geçmeyecek artık

Ellerim kesik, bedenim hissiz

Yarım kalmış bir cümleyim artık

Yarım bıraktın, yarsız bıraktın beni

Yalnız değil ıssız bıraktın beni

Yarım bıraktın, yarsız bıraktın beni

Yalnız değil ıssız bıraktın beni

Cem Yıldız

Another shot from Thursday's bimble on Dartmoor. Yar Tor is on the opposite side of the road to Corndon Tor and is another easily accessible tor. The gently sloping hill to the top isn't difficult at all and the views are fantastic.

There are a lot of compositions to be had here, but I really liked the shape of these rocks so set my camera up and got a shot. There is a nice lone tree there as well and I think that would look great covered in snow. whether my little Ford Fiesta will make it up there in the winter is a different matter altogether!!

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City of Demons of Hami Dahaidao

A Yadan is a type of structure or landscape formed by yardang-type geological formations. Although they mean the same thing, Yadan is more of a regional term in China used for parks or geological regions with yardang formations. It is a transliteration into Mandarin Chinese of the word "yar," which comes from the Uyghur language spoken in Xinjiang in northwest China. Yardang is a global scientific term used by geologists in geomorphology to refer to this type of geological formation. It was coined or popularized by a Swedish geologist and explorer named Sven Anders Hedin in 1903, who traveled and studied the entire Xinjiang region. On these journeys, he also mapped vast areas, including regions such as Tibet, the Tulin of Zanda, and a large part of the unknown and mysterious Pamir Mountains, both in China and Tajikistan. He explored much of the deserts in this region of Xinjiang and notably mapped the yardangs of the Lop Nor Desert and the Hami Desert. He also explored the Gobi Desert and Mongolia. He was possibly the greatest expert on yardangs and all of Northwest China and Central Asia. Xinjiang is the region with the largest and most extensive concentration of yardangs in the world. Near the city of Hami in eastern Xinjiang, and southwest of Hami, lies Hami Dahaidao. The Hami Desert is part of the Gobi Desert and is home to vast fields of yardangs sculpted by the erosion of the strong winds that prevail in this desert depression, creating reddish formations and ridges aligned with the wind direction. Hami Dahaidao is known as the "City of Demons," partly because there are some yardangs with strange and ghostly shapes, figures that create an eerie atmosphere at night, but mostly because of the strange noises that can be heard in Hami Dahaidao. The strong desert winds whip up the sand, the strong winds make the stones roll noisily across the ground... the air rushing between rocks and open, eroded crevices, the wind passing over or along the sides of the aligned ridges of the yardang... all these phenomena create sounds that sometimes become terrifying and ghostly, or even the howls of strange creatures. Although the term yardang was suggested by Sven Hedin while mapping the Lop Nor Desert, it is in the Hami Desert where the most "wild" and interesting yardang for study are found, according to geologists.

Hami Dahaidao Yadan, known as the City of Demons. Hami Desert, (belonging of the Gobi Desert) Xinjiang Uyghur Autonomous Region. China. March 2022

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The "Snarks" sprang from the imaginative mind of Lewis Carroll, the author of "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland." In 1874, he wrote the epic poem "The Hunting of the Snarks," a surreal work like most of Carroll's literary output. The book narrates the impossible and "surreal" journey of a disparate crew of ten "surreal" individuals from different professions. They embark on a search for a strange creature or being, difficult to define... the Snark. And to do so, they use an even more "surreal" map... a completely blank map. "The Hunting of the Snarks" is considered one of the masterpieces of the "nonsense" genre. Although Carroll claimed the work had no specific meaning, numerous theories have been proposed about his poem. For example, it's an allegory for happiness, since it can be seen as the unattainable pursuit of bliss, something that will never be found. Others suggest it's based on Carroll's existential anxieties surrounding the fear of disappearing or inner emptiness. Still others consider it a social satire, a mockery of the legal judgments of the time and, above all, the debates between science and religion. If you're interested, you can find the book on the Internet Archive website.

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The singer Bajka composed a song titled "The Bellman's Speech." If you'd rather not read this interesting book, you can listen to her song, which includes a summary of Carroll's book and a description of a Snark, allowing you to recognize and find this strange creature. There was no luck searching for a Squonk in Zanda. Nor was there any luck searching for a Snark in Hami Dahaidao... We'll have to keep looking elsewhere. Perhaps it's more surreal but easier to search for Rachel Welsh's "The Body" among the mists of the sheets in my dreams.

The Bellman's Speach

Vengan, escuchen, mientras les repito las cinco marcas inconfundibles por las cuales podrán reconocer, dondequiera que vayan, a los auténticos Snarks. El primero es el sabor, que es magro y hueco, pero fresco, como un abrigo demasiado ajustado en la cintura con sabor a fuego fatuo. Estarás de acuerdo en que su hábito de levantarse tarde, llega demasiado lejos, cuando digo, que frecuentemente desayuna a la hora del té de las cinco, y cena al día siguiente. El tercero es su lentitud para tomarse una broma, si por casualidad te atreves a hacerla. Suspirará como alguien profundamente afligido y siempre se mostrará serio ante un juego de palabras. La cuarta es su afición por las máquinas de baño que lleva consigo constantemente y cree que realzan la belleza de los paisajes... un sentimiento abierto a la duda. La quinta es la ambición. Será justo describir cada grupo en particular, distinguiendo a los que tienen plumas y muerden, de los que tienen bigotes y arañan. porque, aunque los Snarks comunes no hacen daño, sin embargo, considero mi deber decir que algunos son Boojums. Hemos navegado muchas semanas, hemos navegado muchos días. Siete días a la semana, supongo, pero a un verdadero Snark, a quién podríamos contemplar con amor, nunca lo hemos visto hasta ahora.

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Bajka in Wonderland - Bajka (2011)

Interlude

The Banker's Fate

The Barrister's Dream

The Landing

Outro

Intro

The Beaver's Lesson

The Bellman's Speach

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Panasonic Lumix G2

Lumix 14-45 G Vario lens

Western Yar Lake, The Causeway, Isle of Wight

Siyaha sardım adını karaya yada aklımı aldım da aynandan yüzüm kaldı… Yüzüm yarım.

Hiçbir ezgi dişlerimin arasında solumaya yetmiyor. İçimdeki çığlık ve akşamüstleri eve yorgun dönen gözlerin yetmiyor ellerinle büyüttüğün şarkıları doyurmaya.

Ruhunu gergin bıraktığın dönme dolaplarda kaldı saçların biliyorum ne vakit dokunsam rüzgârı ellerimde… Ellerimde eskimiş bir yığın sözle kapına geldim yok inan hiçbir işaretim noktadan yana, denizkızları ve yosunlar adına vurduk o gece kendimizi dolunaya o gece bir başka hiçbir geceye benzemeyecek biliyorum sus.

Kalbim kadar ellerim işte içine alsam seni soluğun hep parmak uçlarımda…

Dünya nasılda sana çekmiş gözlerinde batıyor camından yansıyan güneş, kokunu düşürüyorsun daha ilk martı sesinde, kokun sızıyor mobilyalara sırtımı kokuna yaslayıp, kokunla değiştiriyorum kanalı, kokunu kapatıp uyuyorum sonra bir boğulmak mı dersin gerisini? Yok, sanmam gözlerimin içine sızan bir şeysin gün boyu gördüğüm her şeyde bir şeylerini bulduğum ve bir türlü ve hiç bir zaman bütününü bulamadığım bir şeysin… Ama bak sadece bir şeysin… Şeylerin kaderi bu…

Dünyaya güvendiğim kadar güvenmiyorum kendime, kendimin çatlaklarından sızıp hep senin vadilerine akıyorum. Akıyorum narin ten yatağına bir başka mevsim bu bütün dalların bana susayıp beni emiyor. Boğulmak bir yaprağın sararıp düşmesi midir ey yapıcı, düşüyor kokun.

Karanlık sular ve derin mağaralar gördüm, herkes kadar korkarım yüksekten salıncağın en yüksek yerinde bıraktım kendimi boşluğa düştü kokun düşüyorum hızla geriye doğru…

Bir su damlası az gelir ağrılarıma inan yağ sen üstüme uzun uzun…

Testilerini kırmış ömürlerle didişip durdum o su hiç kimsenindi anlatamadım, bir avuç çalsam bir şelale ağırlığınca doğurdu kendini… Azalıp durduk zamanla eş değer bütün kum taneleriyle sürüklemesi için beklediğimiz rüzgârlarda vardı bir hayırsızlık biz hazırdık hazır yakalanmıştık ilk veda’ ya ama kokun düştü…

Topladım bütün parçalarını topladım tek tek, -nergisler karanfiller güller- topladım tektek bir leke gibi belirgin şimdi çatlakların o vazoda dilimle yaladım kapanmadı hiçbir kırığın. Salgın bu olmalı diye düşünmeye ilk kez o zaman düşünmeye başladım. Masada duran saksıdan başlayarak her yere yavaş ve fakat emin olarak yayılmaya başladı. İşgal budur dedim.

Bütün hücrelerimde taşıdım dikenlerini onlar battıkça ben kanadım.

Siyaha sardım adını karaya yâda aklımı aldım da aynandan yüzüm kaldı…

Yüzüm yarım.

yaşam öğretti bana

sevdiğiyle gidiyormuş insanın yarısı

yüreğim biraz da bundan asi

yarınsız sevda benimkisi

yakamda eylül sarısı

Kâmil AYDEMİR

bu sarı çiçekten flickr'da çok gördük, bende değişik bir versiyon denedim. ve buna uygun bir şiir buldum:)) umarım beğenirsiniz:)

Anladim anladim bitsin

Anladim benim degilsin

Anladim gönlün sevinsin

Olamayiz senle gayri

Yolumuz ezelden ayri

Anladim yarim degilsin..

Gülün olsam soldurursun

Kulun olsam öldürürsün

Yarin olsam kandirirsin

Basim öne egdirirsin

Beni ele güldürürsün

Yol tek olsa hedef ayri

~ Jawaharlal Nehru

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My Dog

I have spotted this more than once, i snapped it back in 2013 and it looked just as good as it did then. Only a little rust starting to appear on the rear wing. Obviously a caring owner. Current owner has had it since 1995, over 20 years. Plz comment

High up overlooking the open moorland, sunset on Yar Tor. Thanks for taking the time to have a look :-)

While visiting a granite memorial (Cave-Penney Cross) I discovered some spectacular views and Tors. I walked upward along the path through the colourful Heather and Gorse to the top of Yar Tor. The granite spiralling wall was spectacular especially with a stunning sunset. A tall tripod and a wide angle lens were my ‘tools of choice’.

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İstanbul'dan kolay kolay gitmezdim bilirsin

Tadı tuzu sendeymiş meğer İstanbul senmişsin

İhtiraslardan kolay kolay vazgeçmem bilirsin

İstanbul bitmedikçe sen hala benimsin.

erhan abi'den...

There were gale warnings for Dartmoor today so obviously that would be the best time to go there looking for LE opportunities! The warnings were correct and as well as the unbelievably strong wind there was horizontal rain showers to enjoy too! Unsurprisingly, the camera was being blown about all over the place so the image quality is pretty poor. The long exposure just exaggerates the slightest movement. However, I quite like the image and provided you don't zoom in too much its just about ok.

Another of my shots from a wander with my friend Ray (he shoots film! Lunatic!) ... captured with my Cosmicar 25mm TV lens ... love Dartmoor!

A scene at Yarmouth Mill. The Mill, which is seen on the right was built in 1793, overlooking the Yar Estuary.

Yarım kaldı..

Sende kalsın..

Kalsın varım..

Tadın kaldı..

Bende kalsın...

Bende tadın..

Birdaha dokunursan...

Bir kez daha bana dokunursan..

KARISIRIZ

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Last of the the winter's evening light on Yar Tor, looking towards Riddon Ridge and Bellever Tor.

Dog walker enjoying the walk over the Yar bridge from Yarmouth to Freshwater.

A man made construction at the top of Yar Tor would indicate that someone had a lot of time on his hands.

Camera: Kiev 6C + Vega-12Б 2.8/90

Film: Foma Fomapan 100

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