Hey! Look! It are the best photos from November from National Geographic’s Travel 365 pages.
It can like to include this one of the Aurora Borealis taken in Dyrholahverfi in Iceland.
More loveliness from the bits of our planet we haven’t broken yet, here.
Busy day? Busy evening? Quota photo time.
And it’s back to San Bona to a Cape Cobra (Naja nivea) (nothing to do with skin cream) which the rangers had found near the main entrance of the camp and were going to relocate to some distance safely away from the main entrance of the camp.
But not without showing the tourists first. When brought out of the box they’d placed him in, and (ever so) gently manoeuvred with the snake hook, he reared up to give us a proper display.
Bigger on black here.
More San Bona here.
More recent snake here.
Thank you rangers.
Thank you snake.
Good morning Yvonne.
See you tomorrow.
Sunday afternoon. Work done for the day. It’s all gone south.
More tomorrow.
I caught sight of this photo (appropriately enough) on a photo-sharing site.
I was immediately struck by it. Well, it’s a striking photo, isn’t it?
It depicts, apparently, a rather foggy Aarhus station in Denmark. (For those who are unsure exactly where Aarhus is, it’s usually to be found in the middle of Aarstreet*.) And the photographer in question seems to be one Michael Knudsen, more of whose work can be found here. But for me, nothing quite matches this.
* I shall continue to do this joke every time I mention Aarh… every time I mention that town.
Quick quota photo I took from a car park in Sheffield. Because: busy!
Well, what else are you going to do at eight minutes to seven on a Sunday evening? Prep for Carte Blanche?
As I published this, I made another mental note to look up a bit of the history of this place on Cambridge Street. I also made a mental note that my mental notes seem not to be working at reminding me to do things. But I suppose that’s easily forgotten.
UPDATE: “The Chapel used to be next door to the right [now a homewares shop, previously the John Lewis toy department]. An interesting piece of trivia is that when the chapel was built in 1820, it was ruled that trousers were forbidden to be worn in the pulpit!”
Breeches were universally worn and trousers considered vulgar, so the following trust deed was drawn up: “Under no circumstances whatever shall any preacher be allowed to occupy the pulpit who wears trousers.” [link]
Christians, eh?