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  • The cougar (Puma concolor), also known as puma, mountain lion, mountain cat, catamount or panther, depending on the region, is a mammal of the family Felidae, native to the Americas.
  • A large wild cat native to the Americas. Scientific name: Puma concolor, previously Felis concolor
  • cougar: large American feline resembling a lion
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Dark woods and active imaginations
Dark woods and active imaginations
I got an itch in my head to go for an evening hike Thursday after work. So I decided to head up Tom Dick and Harry to see Mt. Hood and catch some starlight. I kept my plans pretty simple (read, I did not do much planning at all for this one) and took an overnight pack with just a sleeping bag stuffed in the bottom along with the Hasselblad, Holga and this borrowed Canon 5DII - as I figured on doing some starfield exposures while I was at it. Turned out that the hike was not destined to be the only noteworthy portion of the trip, unfortunately. I think I jinxed myself by posting to Facebook how I was heading out for a trek and was going to do everything I could by making a possibly reckless trip not complicated with carelessness as well. Well.... that took me about 20 minutes to shoot down. I had to stop by my friend John's house first to pick up his camera. So I pulled up just as he was coming out of the house. I jumped out, got his camera and inverter so I could charge the battery on the way up the mountain and jumped back in the car. Out of reflex I popped open the camera to make sure there was a card in it...there wasn't. I have a CF card or two of my own (Aaron made me buy them in order to use his camera - it was a mutually beneficial decision) but I did not want to trek back to the house to dig up my card. So I turned the car off and jumped back out (soon to discover I had not properly put the car in park) and ran back up the driveway to John to ask for one of his cards. We were turning around to go into his house when I noticed a car looking suspiciously like mine slowly rolling by the driveway. So John jumped in front of it to try and slow two tons of steel and fiberglass and thankfully I jumped into it and hit the brakes, backed it up and parked it slightly more carefully. Sigh. Strike one. Armed with a CF card, cameras, two bottles of water, pack and bag, I finally headed out of Portland. I had thought - rather naively I will admit - that I could get off work by 7 and make it up to the trailhead between 8 and 9. That did not seem so preposterous and then I could do at least some of the hike in light. Well, by the time I was driving out of Portland it was well past 8 and I still had to stop in Rhodendron to pick up a Forest Pass as my annual one had finally expired. So I pulled into a grocery store up there, grabbed myself something else to drink and got up to the clerk to get my Forest Pass. Easy. Paid, grabbed my drink and left the store rather cheerfully. It felt good to be out after all and heading up to the mountain. About this time a small fleet of low-rider trucks rigged with hydraulics pulled into the parking lot. I was so fascinated watching the trucks jack up and down that I did not hear the fellow running up behind me trying to get my attention. Heh, I walk fast and apparently he runs slow, it took him the entire parking lot to finally catch me and give me the forest pass I had paid for just a few moments ago but had left at the check out counter. Sigh. Strike two. I chalk it up to being tired after a long week of work. But at least the car had not rolled away while I was in the store... So back in the car, heading up and east, the trailhead just a handful of miles to go... and wait...what's this? Road construction? Yup. And lucky me, my timing was such that I got there right after they had let the previous batch of cars through. So there I was, sitting and watching the daylight rapidly fade (it was after 9 at this point) thinking, Ok, maybe this is a sign. Maybe someone is trying to tell me to just turn around before things get worse. Ah, but they had not counted on my stubborness. So I waited. And waited. Turned the car off. Oh look, a pilot car coming, turn the car on. Ah, nope he is parking. Turn the car off. It's getting darker. Finally after what was about 10 minutes of sitting there we got to go through. After planning on being on the trail between 8 and 9 (and hopefully closer to 8), I finally made the Mirror Lake trail at a quarter of ten. Did that stop me? Yeah... not so much. The hike up was quite nice. I managed it in just a t-shirt. And I quite enjoy night hiking in the woods. The rational part of my brain tells me there really is not much to be afraid of, and if a mountain lion did want to stalk and eat me, it would likely have nearly as much luck doing so during the day as at night. Ah, but the imaginative part of me doesn't work like that. The part of me that has seen The Blair Witch Project and listened as a five year old to my mom telling me stories about the rogue thumperbushes that crashed around the forest at night. Yup, I even grew up in the forest, and thanks to my mom's stories about the noises we heard outside at night, I still carry a complex about giant tumbleweed-like tangles of branches rolling and crashing around the dark of the forest of their own volition. Heh. But night hiking is quite nice. The air
Série de Florença - Florence's (Firenze's) series - 15-01-2009 - IMG 20090115 9999 36
Série de Florença - Florence's (Firenze's) series - 15-01-2009 - IMG 20090115 9999 36
Leonardo da Vinci. Um texto, em portugues, da Wikipedia, a enciclopedia livre: Leonardo di ser Piero da Vinci (Anchiano, 15 de Abril (Calendario Juliano) ou 25 de Abril (Calendario Gregoriano) de 1452 — Cloux, Amboise, 2 de Maio de 1519) foi um pintor, escultor, arquiteto, engenheiro, fisiologo, quimico, botanico, geologo, cartografo, fisico, mecanico, escritor, poeta e musico do Renascimento italiano, vale ressaltar tambem como o precursor da aviacao e da balistica [1][2] . E considerado um dos maiores genios da historia da Humanidade, embora nao tivesse nenhuma formacao na maioria dessas areas, como na engenharia e na arquitetura. Nao tinha propriamente um sobrenome, sendo "di ser Piero" uma relacao ao seu pai, "Messer Piero" (algo como Sr. Pedro), e "da Vinci", uma relacao ao lugar de origem de sua familia, significando "vindo de Vinci" . Nascido numa pequena localidade de Anchiano proximo do municipio toscano de Vinci, Leonardo era filho ilegitimo de Piero da Vinci, um jovem notario e de Caterina. A mae de Leonardo era provavelmente uma camponesa, embora seja sugerido, com poucas evidencias, que ela era uma escrava judia oriunda do Oriente Medio comprada por Piero. O proprio Leonardo da Vinci assinava seus trabalhos simplesmente como Leonardo ou Io Leonardo. A maioria das autoridades refere-se aos seus trabalhos como Leonardos e nao da Vincis. Presume-se que ele nao usou o nome do pai por causa do estado ilegitimo Leonardo da Vinci e considerado por varios o maior genio da historia, devido a sua multiplicidade de talentos para ciencias e artes, sua engenhosidade e criatividade, alem de suas obras polemicas. Num estudo realizado por Catherine Cox em 1926 seu QI foi estimado em cerca de 180. Outras fontes mais precisas mencionam valores entre 220 e 250. Na adolescencia, Leonardo foi fortemente influenciado por duas grandes personalidades da epoca, Lorenzo de Medici e o grande artista Andrea del Verrocchio . Leonardo viveu em plena Renascenca, nos seculos XV e XVI, e expressa melhor do que qualquer outro o espirito daquele tempo. Ao contrario do homem medieval, que via em Deus a razao de todas as coisas, os renascentistas acreditavam no poder humano de julgar, de criar e construir. Por isso a Renascenca tambem e conhecida como a epoca do Humanismo e se caracteriza por enormes progressos nas artes, nas leis e nas ciencias. Suas obras mais conhecidas sao o afresco A Ultima Ceia, pintado diretamente no refeitorio da Igreja Santa Maria delle Grazie, em Milao, e o Retrato de uma modelo desconhecida, a La Gioconda (mais conhecida como a Mona Lisa), que ele demorou provavelmente tres anos para terminar. Prestando atencao, pode-se perceber em varias imagens um efeito caracteristico da pintura de Leonardo: a delicada passagem de luz para a sombra, quando um tom mais claro mergulha em outro mais escuro, como dois belos acordes musicais. Esse procedimento recebe o nome de sfumato (esfumado, em portugues). Lorenzo de Medici, um grande humanista e comunicador, inspirou Leonardo na parte da comunicacao, fazendo com que comecasse a fazer seus quadros mais “parlanti”, com maior animacao gestual, o que o levou a se tornar mestre nesta arte. Em toda sua obra pode-se notar a iconografia das figuras ou personagens de seus quadros. Em 1466, com quatorze anos, Leonardo mudou-se para Florenca, e iniciou seu aprendizado no atelie de Verrocchio. O artista, de grande prestigio da epoca, ensinou-lhe toda a base que mais tarde o levaria a se tornar um grande pintor. Leonardo tambem aprendeu escultura, arquitetura, optica, perspectiva, musica e ate botanica. Em 1472, com vinte anos, ja era membro do gremio dos pintores florentinos (Corporacao de Sao Lucas) e a sua carreira comeca a ficar independente do mestre Verrocchio. As pessoas da corte fazem encomendas directamente a Leonardo. Em 1476, Leonardo da Vinci juntamente com mais tres alunos do atelie de Andrea del Verrocchio foram acusados de sodomia, segundo a acusacao referente a Leonardo, teria ele tido relacoes homossexuais com um modelo de Florenca muito popular mas, faltaram provas concretas que confirmassem semelhante acusacao; entao Leonardo e absolvido de toda e qualquer acusacao possivel. Em 1482, Leonardo da Vinci trabalhou para Ludovico Sforza, Duque de Milao e manteve o proprio seminario com aprendizes. Foram usadas setenta toneladas de bronze que tinha sido colocado a disposicao de Da Vinci para o Grande Cavalo, estatua de um cavalo, em armas pelo duque em uma tentativa de salvar Milao de ser subjugada pelo frances Carlos VIII em 1495. Em 1498, Milao caiu sem uma batalha para o frances Luis XII. Da Vinci ficou em Milao durante algum tempo ate que viu arqueiros franceses usando seu modelo de cavalo de barro em tamanho natural para o Grande Cavalo como alvo para treinamento partindo logo com o amigo Luca Pacioli para Mantua, mudando depois de dois meses para Veneza e se mudando novamente entao para Florenca no final de Abril de 1500.

mountain lion t shirt
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The Mountain Lion (New York Review Books Classics)
Eight-year-old Molly and her ten-year-old brother Ralph are inseparable, in league with each other against the stodgy and stupid routines of school and daily life; against their prim mother and prissy older sisters; against the world of authority and perhaps the world itself. One summer they are sent from the genteel Los Angeles suburb that is their home to backcountry Colorado, where their uncle Claude has a ranch. There the children encounter an enchanting new world—savage, direct, beautiful, untamed—to which, over the next few years, they will return regularly, enjoying a delicious double life. And yet at the same time this other sphere, about which they are both so passionate, threatens to come between their passionate attachment to each other. Molly dreams of growing up to be a writer, yet clings ever more fiercely to the special world of childhood. Ralph for his part feels the growing challenge, and appeal, of impending manhood. Youth and innocence are hurtling toward a devastating end.

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