Lake Maracaibo in Venezuela, which sometimes experiences as many as 28 lighting strikes per minute.
I read that it’s struck more than 200 times a year, most commonly between the hours of midnight and 5 a.m., and has been called the lightning capital of the world.
I didn’t see anything that explained whether what’s happening in this picture is counted as one strike, or many.
To me it looks like it must be a composite image, combining multiple strikes.
Regardless, I don’t imagine you see a lot of midnight swims in that lake.
I dunno about composite, but i was thinking a very long exposure, with the camera left out on a tripod, to catch all the strikes in an hour, or several.
In today’s digital photo world, I tend to agree with composite over long exposure.
As for timing for this photo, there is a piece of equipment for lightning chasers that triggers the camera automatically. I’ve never invested in one, because I don’t go out in lightning storms…
I did that with fireworks once. Camera on a tripod, cable release running into my car so I didn’t freeze (Coos Bay, Oregon), took multiple photos then composited them in Photoshop. Unfortunately, like so much else, those photos are lost. Or misplaced. Hopefully they’re on a backup drive somewhere.
There’s no dock in the water? If I loved that close to the water, I’d have a dock. And a boat. No one has boats there? And in all the photos I’ve seen or taken, the water half of the reflection is not a perfect 1:1 scale. I think the photo is faked – mirrored in Photoshop. If you think that’s unlikely, I saw one on my desktop that MS Bing put there – it was a library. And the shelves on the left side were an identical mirror of the shelves on the right. Even worse, the aisle markers were large alphabetical characters. Those were a dead give away – the ones on the right were backwards.
“Flowering Garden”, by Vincent Van Gogh, painted in 1888 at Arles.
This isn’t quite the whole thing… though less is missing than I thought.
I’ve never seen it reproduced in such bright colors, either.
I tried to search for a definitive copy… thinking I knew what it looked like… and discovered it cropped differently on different sites, and shown with a whole range of saturations. Now all I know is I don’t know what’s right. I know Van Gogh did like bright colors, though.
This seems to be the whole painting…. The resolution is bad because I had to screenshot a small copy. Places that let me download had all cropped it. I think they want you to buy a print instead.
As for whether the colors are correct… I’ve never seen the original, and it’s 137 years old… so…..??
Ronald Reagan, Ginger Rogers, Doris Day and … um…. Steve Cochran (?). I’ve never heard of him so I looked him up.
I was kinda sorry.
Turns out he was in quite a few movies, then television shows in the 50s. But… he did some questionable things. Like… though married, he was well known as a “womanizer”, and his blatant affairs were written about in all the gossip magazines.
He died at 48 on a sailing trip, having brought along a young teenager and two other young ladies, and has been pretty much forgotten.
In the winter of 1925, the town of Nome, Alaska, faced a terrifying diphtheria outbreak. With more than 10,000 lives at risk, especially those of children, the only antitoxin available was in Anchorage — nearly 1,000 miles away. Planes couldn’t fly in the brutal cold, and the nearest railway ended 674 miles from Nome. The solution fell to an extraordinary relay of sled dogs and their mushers.
Among them was a small but fierce Siberian Husky named Togo, leading the team of Leonhard Seppala. At 12 years old, Togo ran the longest and most treacherous stretch of the entire mission: 264 miles across storms, breaking sea ice, and the black Arctic night. While other teams averaged about 31 miles each, Togo and Seppala carried the serum through the most dangerous terrain — a shortcut across the frozen Norton Sound.
Togo’s journey was made even more remarkable by his unlikely beginnings. Sickly as a pup and weighing just 48 pounds as an adult, he was once considered too small and weak for sled work. Given away as a pet, he escaped by leaping through a closed window to return to his kennel, determined to run. He earned his place in the team after breaking out again to follow Seppala’s sled on a training run, logging an astounding 75 miles on his very first day in harness.
Togo’s courage changed history. In just five and a half days, the serum reached Nome, saving countless lives. Though Balto would become more famous for completing the final leg, it was Togo who endured the hardest, longest, and most perilous part of the relay.
Decades later, his legacy was finally recognized. In 2011, Time named Togo the most heroic animal in history. In 2019, Disney released the film Togo starring Willem Dafoe as Seppala and Diesel, one of Togo’s own descendants, in the lead role. And in 2022, a statue of Togo was unveiled in Maine, where he spent his final years.
Seppala himself said it best:
“I thought of the ice and the darkness and the terrible wind and the irony that men could build planes and ships. But when Nome needed life in little packages of serum, it took the dogs to bring it through.”
Yeah, seems unfair to me too. And the other teams that, sure only did shorter distances, but they’re all heros in my book. Oh – the mushers too! Let’s not forget the mushers!
I believe it was 1973 when the annual Iditarod memorial races began. I was there. In Anchorage. I’ve been to Nome as well, probably 1979 or so, but not at the end of a race. I’ve followed the race many times online in recent years, and read several books written by people who have participated. Still amazes me…probably always will.
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“You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry…”
You fake that ball throw just one more time, and….
“It’s cold and I want to go home. NOW.”
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Looks like rain…
Oh, I dunno. I think it looks like lightning.😉
It looks revolting to me…
Is it what people mean by a light rain?
Legs on some massively tall lightning creatures.
Lake Maracaibo in Venezuela, which sometimes experiences as many as 28 lighting strikes per minute.
I read that it’s struck more than 200 times a year, most commonly between the hours of midnight and 5 a.m., and has been called the lightning capital of the world.
I didn’t see anything that explained whether what’s happening in this picture is counted as one strike, or many.
To me it looks like it must be a composite image, combining multiple strikes.
Regardless, I don’t imagine you see a lot of midnight swims in that lake.
I dunno about composite, but i was thinking a very long exposure, with the camera left out on a tripod, to catch all the strikes in an hour, or several.
If it were that length of time for a single exposure, the clouds would have blurred. Probably a long exposure timelapse setup would be my guess.
True… but I was thinking the clouds were only exposed by the strikes, so they’d be individual too.
Maybe it doesn’t work that way, and they’d be visible long enough to blur.
In today’s digital photo world, I tend to agree with composite over long exposure.
As for timing for this photo, there is a piece of equipment for lightning chasers that triggers the camera automatically. I’ve never invested in one, because I don’t go out in lightning storms…
I did that with fireworks once. Camera on a tripod, cable release running into my car so I didn’t freeze (Coos Bay, Oregon), took multiple photos then composited them in Photoshop. Unfortunately, like so much else, those photos are lost. Or misplaced. Hopefully they’re on a backup drive somewhere.
If you ever find them i’d be interested in seeing them.
It was a dark and stormy night…
A bright and stormy night…
The cloud on the right looks like a dragon to me.
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You posted it upside down, Nighthawks!
Wow! Talk about not even a ripple! That had to take some incredible patience…or pure luck and some great perception.
Find 10 differences in the two panels.
There’s no dock in the water? If I loved that close to the water, I’d have a dock. And a boat. No one has boats there? And in all the photos I’ve seen or taken, the water half of the reflection is not a perfect 1:1 scale. I think the photo is faked – mirrored in Photoshop. If you think that’s unlikely, I saw one on my desktop that MS Bing put there – it was a library. And the shelves on the left side were an identical mirror of the shelves on the right. Even worse, the aisle markers were large alphabetical characters. Those were a dead give away – the ones on the right were backwards.
I’v never seen war that calm. Fish and bugs make ripples, much less anything bigger.
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Happy times that ended too soon with Carole’s death.
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I love this painting…
“Flowering Garden”, by Vincent Van Gogh, painted in 1888 at Arles.
This isn’t quite the whole thing… though less is missing than I thought.
I’ve never seen it reproduced in such bright colors, either.
I tried to search for a definitive copy… thinking I knew what it looked like… and discovered it cropped differently on different sites, and shown with a whole range of saturations. Now all I know is I don’t know what’s right. I know Van Gogh did like bright colors, though.
This seems to be the whole painting…. The resolution is bad because I had to screenshot a small copy. Places that let me download had all cropped it. I think they want you to buy a print instead.
As for whether the colors are correct… I’ve never seen the original, and it’s 137 years old… so…..??
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“There was some trouble at the church.”
“Don’t worry… it’ll all blow over.”
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The sad clown…. Almost seems to be foreshadowing, but I think it’s too early for that. Hopefully, just a pose for the photographer.
RIP, Robin.
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Nope. I’ll sleep in the car.
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Betcha that basset gets more ice cream than is good for him.
Yeah…. I was going to say he seemed to have a tiny head, till I realized it was because he had a giant belly.
Hard for such a long bodied dog to carry all that weight on his spine.
it looks like this particular overweight basset has some sort of wheeled assistance–but I only see one wheel, so….
Retractable leash.
Looks like he’ll need four wheels soon though. Maybe a wagon to pull him around in.
I won’t let my dogs get overweight. Too high of a risk for back trouble, even when they’re at a normal weight.
That’s what I was going to say.
Not a wheel but the grip of a retractable leash.
Family portrait?
“What can I say? The kid likes ice cream.”
I want that costume…can you imagine me walking my two hounds wearing that? Everyone who sees us would be cracking up!
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It’s a good thing there aren’t any oranges in there because I was taught you can’t compare apples to oranges.
I have it.
I got four.
Very badly written… There aren’t enough examples, so there are multiple solutions.
It doesn’t specify no fractions or negative numbers… but even if we stick to positive whole numbers…
3+4+4 =11 next line add an apple and it’s 12
Two strawberries =6, plus a pineapple =10, minus three apples= 7
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If a strawberry is 7 and a pineapple is 2, and an apple is 1
7+2+2 =11 add an apple and it’s 12
Two strawberries =14, plus a pineapple=16, minus three apples=13
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If a strawberry is 5 and a pineapple is 3, and an apple is 1
5+3+3 =11 add an apple and it’s 12
Two strawberries =10, plus a pineapple=13, minus three apples=10
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Dogging her footsteps?
Or the woman is a model on the catwalk.
Owl Kitty…
On another mission!
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Storm Warning
I was kinda sorry.
Turns out he was in quite a few movies, then television shows in the 50s. But… he did some questionable things. Like… though married, he was well known as a “womanizer”, and his blatant affairs were written about in all the gossip magazines.
He died at 48 on a sailing trip, having brought along a young teenager and two other young ladies, and has been pretty much forgotten.
Wow…. with Dennis gone and Montana Lady not able to be here, looks like it I were there, I’d be expected to figure this out.
While I’m grateful for Claude’s touching faith in me, I’m not sure why he has it.
Getting people off of tiny cartoon islands has never been in my bag of tricks… unless I’m forgetting something…..
But if I think of a way, I’ll let you guys know.
In the winter of 1925, the town of Nome, Alaska, faced a terrifying diphtheria outbreak. With more than 10,000 lives at risk, especially those of children, the only antitoxin available was in Anchorage — nearly 1,000 miles away. Planes couldn’t fly in the brutal cold, and the nearest railway ended 674 miles from Nome. The solution fell to an extraordinary relay of sled dogs and their mushers.
Among them was a small but fierce Siberian Husky named Togo, leading the team of Leonhard Seppala. At 12 years old, Togo ran the longest and most treacherous stretch of the entire mission: 264 miles across storms, breaking sea ice, and the black Arctic night. While other teams averaged about 31 miles each, Togo and Seppala carried the serum through the most dangerous terrain — a shortcut across the frozen Norton Sound.
Togo’s journey was made even more remarkable by his unlikely beginnings. Sickly as a pup and weighing just 48 pounds as an adult, he was once considered too small and weak for sled work. Given away as a pet, he escaped by leaping through a closed window to return to his kennel, determined to run. He earned his place in the team after breaking out again to follow Seppala’s sled on a training run, logging an astounding 75 miles on his very first day in harness.
Togo’s courage changed history. In just five and a half days, the serum reached Nome, saving countless lives. Though Balto would become more famous for completing the final leg, it was Togo who endured the hardest, longest, and most perilous part of the relay.
Decades later, his legacy was finally recognized. In 2011, Time named Togo the most heroic animal in history. In 2019, Disney released the film Togo starring Willem Dafoe as Seppala and Diesel, one of Togo’s own descendants, in the lead role. And in 2022, a statue of Togo was unveiled in Maine, where he spent his final years.
Seppala himself said it best:
“I thought of the ice and the darkness and the terrible wind and the irony that men could build planes and ships. But when Nome needed life in little packages of serum, it took the dogs to bring it through.”
I’ve always wondered about the other dogs on the team.
Didn’t every dog on Togo’s team run 260 miles?
Seems like they’re all heros, but nobody mentions them.
Yeah, seems unfair to me too. And the other teams that, sure only did shorter distances, but they’re all heros in my book. Oh – the mushers too! Let’s not forget the mushers!
I believe it was 1973 when the annual Iditarod memorial races began. I was there. In Anchorage. I’ve been to Nome as well, probably 1979 or so, but not at the end of a race. I’ve followed the race many times online in recent years, and read several books written by people who have participated. Still amazes me…probably always will.
Imagine bassets doing it!
Half a mile, and they’d be saying what you captioned the one in the top picture. Probably making the same face.
For Bunday.
BUNNY!
I just ran into this this afternoon.
I found it quite interesting.
Rob and Jess are always worth watching!