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Test shot with Sony A7RM2 + Voigtlander 125mm f/2.5 APO Macro Lanthar, shot at f/2.5.

The DOUBLED letters are 5mm high on the book. Below is an actual pixels crop. On my Macbook Pro, the letters appear about 33mm high, so a 6.6x magnification. They look razor sharp at and very clean at ISO 4000.

This was a hand-held shot from a close range of about 0.5m from the book. The DoF is less than 2mm. The dust jacket on the book has a play of over 2mm over the spine of the book, and that is enough to put the lettering on the adjacent black book out of focus.

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quot;Power Glass” All revealed inside story of power generation – power generation glass, power, Photovoltaic – Electric industry

quot;Power Glass” All revealed inside story of power generation – power generation glass, power, Photovoltaic – Electric industry

5 15, this newspaper to “Citizen Culture Center installed” power generation glass, “” as the subject, reported the public cultural center of Shandong Weihai roof installed “power glass” issue. Prior to this newspaper also reported, Marina Park green corridor has also installed this “generation of glass.” So, these “power glass” how the power generation, the generated power to the storage, power generation prospects for future development of glass … … with a series of questions, on the 15th, the reporter made a special trip to visit the production of this “generation glass” of Weihai Optical Co., Ltd. in the glass, the company Marketing Manager Xiu Peng explained in detail in our “power glass” mystery.

“Power glass” can power a cloudy day sunny

“These ‘power glass’ was able to generate electricity, because these coatings on glass.” Repair Peng pointed to “power glass” on a black coat, told reporters that the coating is actually a lot of blocks in series amorphous silicon thin film solar cells together, these coatings and the sun are in fact on the rechargeable battery and charging with the AC relationship with the same coating is like we usually use the rechargeable batteries, like the sun to charge the battery AC, the sun light shines on “Generation Glass”, the glass will start generating electricity. This and the plug Power supply After charging the battery charge is a reasonable start.

These “power glass” on the absorption of amorphous silicon thin film solar cells is mainly visible light. The sun the greater light intensity, light exposure to “power glass” perspective on the more vertical, “generating glass,” the more absorption of sunlight, the greater the power output.

Weather without the sun, “Power Glass” will power it? Xiu Peng said, rainy days or snow days, this “power glass” did the same to generate electricity, but power generation is relatively small.

“Glass electricity” the best end-result is a public network

Sent to the power of glass to use?

Taking over a repair Peng, “Power Glass” reporter explained that the “power glass” sent to the electric direct current, the power is either stored directly to the battery in; either through Inverter Converted to alternating current, according to a specially installed power detection system, converted into the AC and the public power grid voltage, frequency, phase and other parameters match, the directly into the public grid.

Repair Peng explained that the current situation, as long as close to public power grid, “generating glass,” which will be sent to the electric grid into the public and will not use battery storage. Because the batteries kept the same power as if the LAN can only meet their needs, power generation and even less time to meet their own needs are not. And into the public power grid is like using the Internet can work together to share “the fruits of labor.” And if then stored in batteries in power, but also to buy batteries, three to five years, to the useful life of the battery should be replaced abandoned secondary battery causes environmental pollution, the second investment needed to buy batteries, which and Environmental protection Contrary to the original purpose of energy conservation. Therefore, the “power glass” sent to the electric, the best “end” is incorporated into the public grid.

“Power glass” not afraid of hail Hail

afraid that the impact of the glass? Revised Peng told reporters that the roof installed public cultural center “power glass”, is a layer of glass and a layer of ultra-white glass to amorphous silicon solar glass, “Hamburg-style” after the formation of grip. This “generation glass” very firm, and several people stepped on it there will not be any problems. Even if the hail, snowstorms and other inclement weather, will not have these “power glass” constitutes a threat. If external shocks are strong enough to fracture, it will be like Car Like the adhesion with the windshield cracked.

Mention “power glass” in the energy saving advantage, Xiu Peng to the reporter cited the following example, he said, the public cultural center of Weihai, for example, is the use of their hands, “Power glass” construction the world’s largest amorphous silicon photovoltaic integration in buildings.

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Too Sexy for My Hat

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Our Daily Challenge – November 16, 2013 – "One"

… dog, looking like…

Daily Dog Challenge "747. "One Singular Sensation"

Anyone else remember that most annoying song – "I’m Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred (1991) – that was played endlessly and would get stuck in your head?

FWIW: Here’s the oh-so-literary lyrics (which includes the title of this post): www.metrolyrics.com/im-too-sexy-lyrics-right-said-fred.html

According to Wikipedia:

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Make that *I* was overjoyed to dust it off and put it back in service.

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Imagine travel in a covered wagon

Imagine travel in a covered wagon

The End (of another road trip).
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You can see Idaho highway 20 stretched out in the distance. Traveling in a care at 60 mph, the cabin temperature set to your desire, no sunburn, bugs, or dust – – you can "see" a lot in a short time. But, when I stand at a place like this and read or those who traveled by foot, rode a horse, or if young, rode in a rattling covered wagon much of the time – – how much more they would have "seen" and experienced. Sometimes traveling in a bubble is not the best way to experience a journey. I guess that is why I enjoy hiking as much or more than cross country car travel. That said: so much to see and so little time. I think I will keep doing BOTH.

There was a time that I was often in too big of a hurry to pull over beside the road and read the free history lesson on "points of interest". At times, way back when, I would jot down a few notes to remember what I had learned.

Now with a digital camera and snapshots don’t cost a thing, I use the camera to remember landmarks on a hike and to be able to reread road side signs on my computer, anytime I like. A real tool for those of us who love "road trips" and more, want to know the history of the areas we have seen.

So, these are the last two photographs from a road trip that covered a lot of highway and a couple of miles of trails and cross country hiking. I’m always anxious to get back home towards the end of a road trip but soon after getting home..it isn’t long until that "another road trip or hike or backpacking trip" itch..returns as strong as ever. It makes for a good and interesting life…for me.
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I had my NUVI navigator set for "home" (In Eastern Washington), when I left SLC at 4 am to avoid city interstate traffic and just because I love the early morning, especially when traveling.

The NUVI lady gave me and ETA of early afternoon for my arrival home (IF I stayed on the interstate and kept driving right at the speed limit).

The sun came out. I thought "What a waste to zip straight home and just hang on to the steering wheel for hour after freeway mile". So I pulled out my road atlas and decided, with the good weather I would take a back highway detour up to see an old schoolhouse that has been on my "to see" list ever since I saw a photo of it on Flickr. It is located just a smidgen north of "downtown" Corral, Idaho on highway 20.

So along highway 46 I sailed north into the sunshine. A nice ice cold can of diet Pepsi and ENYA music wafting through the warm cabin of my very old Toyota RAV4.

Then I saw a "City of the Rocks" on my map and a sign pointing down a dirt road leading in that direction.

I had been to the City of Rocks near Almo, Idaho many times and fell in love with that place, returning to drive it, hike it, and camp in it, several times. And once in awhile when I would mention the City of Rocks IN IDAHO to people, they still would say "Which one?". I didn’t get it then but I get it now. There is at least one other one and the one I stopped at on the west side of Idaho highway 46 is another little hidden gem. I’m certain the locals know it well, but I am embarrassed to say I had never heard of it and didn’t even know that I would be passing by it on the route I selected to the Corral, Idaho school house.

There went my mid-afternoon arrival home, but I couldn’t have been happier. A nice long hike through some interesting basalt rock formations and not one other person around from the time I turned off highway 46 until much later when I turned back onto it. FUN!
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The highlights of an eleven day road trip I took between March 9th and March 19th of 2013 were:

* Visiting our kids both on the way from home and on the way back home.

* Traveling, hiking, and camping in the Mojave Desert National Preserve. My first trip into the area and one I enjoyed, especially the back road driving there.

* Tent camping (using one of my small backpacking tents) at White Tank campground in Joshua Tree National Monument. I really enjoyed the rock formations within the park and though I have seen many Joshua Trees, I really appreciated those I saw within the National Park. This was my first visit to this National Park.

* Driving the Eastern Sierras up highway 395, poking around places like the arches and campgrounds of the Alabama Hills. I had planned to stop in Death Valley National Park but the air quality was poor for photography and I have spent time in many of the places I planned to visit. so I skipped Death Valley.

* On a whim, taking a "back road" north of Bishop to cut over to highway 6 across Southern Nevada. I had driven highway 6 many times but the cut over road was new to me and I dearly love driving back roads that I have never before traveled.

* Taking Idaho highway 46 and stumbling across the "Little City of Rocks" there and finding I had the place to myself, so with camera in hand I took off for a most enjoyable hike through those rock formations.

* A planned stop at an old school house near Corral, Idaho. I had seen a photo of this school house on Flickr and wanted to stop and see it for myself. As a lucky strike extra, my Flickr backpacking friend, Sawtoothphoto, visited the school before me and had met a fellow, who’s brother and sister had actually attended the school and was a wealth of information about not only the school but the history of the area around the small community of Corral. Fun!

* Great weather on the entire trip. The only rain or snow I hit was just ten miles outside of the town I live in, on the way home. A good time was had by all. Love road trips. OMT

Posted by oldmantravels on 2013-04-12 14:22:02

Tagged: , Goodale’s Cutoff The Oregon Trail pioneer routes Idaho Idaho highway 20 Castle Rocks road trip Corral , Idaho historic highway signs

THE FALL AND RISE OF BOOKWORM JANE

THE FALL AND RISE OF BOOKWORM JANE

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The first sounds to enter Jane’s ears as she awoke, were those of the waves crashing against the shoreline of neatly peppered rocks to her left. Bleary eyelids fluttered and fought with the seductive forces of gravity as a stream of light brought her rapidly to a state of consciousness, and with it a painful sensation that crept up her body like mutant ivy strands twisting and wrapping themselves around her very sinews. Somewhat disorientated and perturbed at being pulled forcibly from the pleasures of a dream that involved falling down a dark shaft directly into the arms of none other than George Clooney, suitably attired in a white tux with distinguished speckled grey hair and a charming grin, and a vice like grip that brought both reassurance and a strange sensation in her loins, slowly Jane realized that the aforementioned was merely a dream and that reality was about to slap her in the face like a wet halibut to warm flesh.

Adrenalin kicked in and she felt the pace and beat of her heart increasing as the pain seared with menace and relentless brutality through her limbs. It was all she could do to stop herself screaming, but she knew it would give him such sweet delight to hear her do so and she was not about to give in to his vindictive whims. In her mind she saw that Jackal and Hyde face, so indelibly etched upon her memory. How could one forget such charming characteristics, which had swept her willingly off her feet yet which belied such a blackened heart devoid of compassion or love.

It was obvious that her right ankle was broken, perhaps a rib or two as well as with her right hand, she slowly traced the contours of her body, noticing the numbness in places and the agony that rippled through her side as her fingers delicate caressed her upper right thigh downwards. Eyes still scrabbling for clarity of detail, she fumbled in the soft granules of sand beside her until her fingers fell upon the contours of her spectacles which she held up to the light against the cloudy skyscape high above her prone body. The glasses seemed still to be intact, with the left glass shattered like a starfish shape and the right arm wildly bent in a jaunty angle downwards from it’s true position. Dusting off the residue sand that had clung like limpets to the metallic form, she placed the glasses onto the bridge of her nose, pushing them into position with her right index finger and attempting to squint through the broken glass piece which gave the world a curiously odd perspective. Now she could make out the detail in the rock face directly overhead, from where she had been so unceremoniously dumped by callous hands and mind filled with evil intent.

Pain residing somewhat as the endorphins soothed and bathed her brain, now her thoughts turned to concern, perhaps fear as she realized that he was somewhere in close proximity, possibly watching her every move, maybe making his way down the rock face to finish her off via a less circuitous route than the option she was given no choice but to take. Jane pushed her head back into the sand until her forehead was level with the horizon directly behind her, eyes able to stare up and beyond ascertaining that he had not yet arrived from his descent. Pushing herself up onto her elbows, she felt the pulsing pain in her skull, eyes scrunching up in a tight ball as she yelped. Thoughts of dragging herself outwards to the open shoreline and screaming for help, just like the end of a chapter from "Black heart" that she had read recently on the recommendations of a girl friend, soon evaporated as she recalled that the charcater in the story had also been shot and died alone and pitifully where he lay! She let out an audible gasp as her eyes opened reticently upon the full impact of her injuries. A shock wave raced through her body and she instantly felt an ice cold sensation grip her throat and forehead, a desire to vomit as her eyes picked out the details in the bone fragments peeking from her right ankle like the bones of a fallen desert creature picked clean by scavenging buzzards. The right ankle was no more. Ripped and torn, smashed into fragments with blood pooled beside her body like some colourful mosaic in the golden sands. If it were a motion blockbuster from Hollywoods precotious producers, she would marvel at the computer generated graphics of her crushed bones and mangled flesh, but this was the real deal and not a cause in any way for delirium or applause.

In her mind, Jane relived the memories of the events leading to her unfortunate situation, how she had reported him to the local Police and their futile attempts to place restraining orders upon a violent psychopath. That fateful meeting at Laura’s twenty first birthday bash in Joey’s bar and grill, and the excitement that entered her life as a tall dark stranger made her acquaintance and offered a world of possibilities on happy horizons. It was almost funny now, she felt, pondering how desperation, loneliness and a hundrum existence enlightened only briefly by the company of musty first editions and two demonstrative felines have the capacity to blind an impressionable girl to the false promise of love that a stranger on the scene can offer the weak of heart and mind. But Jane wasn’t laughing now as she realized the hopelessness of her predicament.

From behind she could hear the sound of bramble being pushed aside from the descending footpath behind and to her right at the side of the cliff face. Perhaps a passing resident out for a stroll with their beloved pooch, a jogger perhaps, an early morning photographer looking to set up his equipment to catch those early morning hues from the golden hour around sunrise. Jane used all of her strength to pull her smashed ankle slowly to her right, pushing on her buttocks and swivelling all the while in agony, tears streaming down her pale cheeks until she was up against the rock face, back arched and eyes facing forwards into the clearing with the sea out in front of her. Seated in her own blood, flesh pressing down on tiny splinters of shattered bone distributed in the fall, she swallowed hard and fought the pain with determination and grit. She was about to summon her strength and call for help, when he came into view from the left of the rock face.

Eyes darting about, Jane scooped up a large rock to her right, and a pointed piece of driftwood that was long enough perhaps to defend herself. Those eyes pierced her soul, dark and menacing as he came a few steps closer and smiled with a sickening mischief that filled Jane with fear and loathing. Why had the Police been so powerless in her defence, offering nothing more than cups of luke warm tea and words of hollow comfort? Why had she been so stubborn in refusing to give in to the inevitable and move back in with her parents down in Dorset? It all seemed so crystal clear now to her, as she watched his footsteps growing ever closer, the memory of his breath in her ear as he had held her by the throat and blamed her for the mess he was in just before pushing her so ruthlessly from the top of the cliff. She even remembered the curious weightlessness of the fall before blacking out upon impact. Now she was alone and defenceless, powerless to defeat her foe as he grinned like the cat who got the cream, ever closer, ever more menacing through her broken spectacles.

Just a few feet from her battered limbs, he stopped and reached into his jacket pocket, right hand revealing the blade of a knife which glistened beneath the sunlight, like the harbinger of her demise it promised to be. An ironic smile formed upon Jane’s lips as she dropped the rock and piece of hopeful driftwood, submitting to the inevitability of the final assault which perhaps would free her once and for all from the turmoil and mayhem that had become her life. How life could change in an instant. Unable to defend herself, Jane at that moment felt strangely unafraid of her persuer, for the first time in tese last traumatic months. With nowhere left to hide and a distinct inabilty to run, she was defiant in her acceptance of fate and determined to give no satisfaction to him as he terminated her life. He moved in fast, dropping to his knees and grabbing her hair in his left hand, pulling her face up towards his own as his mouth formed into an angry snarl and he hurled abuse at her as the knife raised into the air. The pain was intense as strands of hairs were wrenched from her scalp, her eyes all the while studying the form of the vicious blade that reflected her features in the morning light. Adrenalin coursing through her veins with one last burst, her left hand grabbed the piece of pointed driftwood, and screaming at the top of her lungs, "Don’t you know in all the best Hollywood films, the bespectacled heroine always defeats her foe!", she thrust the wood directly into his throat, the jagged tip emerging through the back of his neck as he fell sideways, dropping the blade and clutching his throat as a river of rich ruby life force ebbed and flowed from his fatal wound. He flailed and kicked for a short while, eyes glazing over as he drew his last breath before his mouth settled in the sand and he breathed no longer.

Jane propped herself against the rock face once more, eyes looking out towards the horizon where the the waves rolled and crashed. Perhaps as the morning light came, she would be found and saved by a passer by, perhaps the returning tide would sweep her out to her demise. Perhaps this had all been one long and terrible dream from which she would suddenly awake. If this had been a Hollywood blockbuster, how the audience would have cheered and applauded at the conclusion…….

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Written December 11th 2010
Photograph taken on October 28th at Botany Bay in Broadstairs, Kent, England at sunrise.

Nikon D700 14mm 1/25ths f/11.0 iso200
Nikkor AF-S 14-24mm f/2.8 G ED IF.

Posted by DESPITE STRAIGHT LINES on 2011-12-30 12:36:16

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quot;Value” surge Cong Jiangsuan medicinal value [map] – Health-cultivation – pharmaceutical industries

quot;Value” surge Cong Jiangsuan medicinal value [map] – Health-cultivation – pharmaceutical industries

A flow Struck, the daily ordinary Cong Jiangsuan by an unprecedented pursuit. Garlic’s worth rose fastest, with gains of this year, the rate of increase far exceeds the price of garlic house prices and stock market growth over the same period. Since this month, Beijing, Nanning, Hangzhou and other cities in garlic prices have risen by 10 yuan / kg, while the green onions and ginger also refused to yield.

In fact, far more than the role of Cong Jiangsuan seasoning and sterilization, they have a lot of special effects. Guang An Men Hospital, China Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine Diet Nutrition of the Department of Professor Ren Wangyi recently in Beijing TV Taiwan health science channel the health Beijing part made three big lecture hall, talking about how to eat more nutritious is Congjiang Suan.

Cong Jiangsuan how to eat healthier

Very light blue bean soup Can prevent Cold We usually are eating only very light blue, which is the middle part, do not know the root in spring onion leaves and onions are also a lot of it in learning.

Pear soup cough Qutan Onion: Onion has published, Yang, detoxification effect. 10 grams with a very light blue, pear 1, 50 grams of crystal sugar, boiling water to drink, eat the pears, lungs, phlegm, relieving rheumatism and cold. On the cold induced cough and effective.

Perhaps you worry that this will not come out pears poached onion taste, try your home, I guarantee that this fear will disappear.

There when we eat onions, never thought to do with it with lobster sauce. In fact, these two foods together can dispel cold dispelling, have a cold cold, headaches and the like, may wish to try. Onion soup with lobster sauce with drink, drink a little before meals can prevent a cold. Lobster sauce is a fermented food we all know, can enhance human immunity, coupled with very light blue, sweat better solution table.

Onion leaves into the meat dish stabilize blood sugar: the jolly, a lot of people very neatly vegetables will help you to onion leaf breaking out, this pity. Part of green onion leaves contain more than slap on some Vitamin A, C and calcium.

Winter, some people like to store onions on the balcony, but when you want to eat, came back with a view, wrapped in a layer of onion leaves above the sticky liquid. Most people certainly immediately wash the mucus, mucus, but in fact this is particularly important in onion leaf nutrients inside it contains cellulose, pectin and allicin, yin with yang, promote the role of stable blood sugar. Onion in fact afraid of cold, room temperature delegation from the outside to get a moment, mucus penetration himself back inside the onion. Wash it, it is a pity. Hot water to be effective pain

onion: onion is blind to Traditional Chinese medicine , Do not throw it away. Its biggest effect is that we can relieve pain, usually if the case of headache, sore throat, you can cook some onions to the water to drink.

Wang Yizheng Tip: Sometimes, spring onion to the vegetable market that sell, do not miss it. We all ate Leek Blossom Bar, chopped green onion can also marinate the food. Pickled green onions not only taste, but also anti-bloating, stomach pain treatment, because there are good reasons scallions gas effect.

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