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A beautiful fall evening at the station in Manassas, Virginia, October 22, 2022, following the departure of Amtrak Northeast Regional train 147.
Mía ♥
Un día, aprovechando que me acompañaba mi marido, por una de las colonias que cuidaba, subí a ver como estaban mis gatitos, era una zona a la cual no accedía casi nunca, y me encontré con esta preciosa bebé, que solo tenía 3 semanas de vida, dudamos de si llevarla o no, por lo pequeña, pero tenía un ojo que no había abierto nunca completo, y pensamos que si no la ayudábamos acabaría perdiéndolo .. Así que la cogí, y me bufaba y escupía, pero no maullaba... En la tarde nos dio pena su madre y la fuimos a devolver, pero empezó a llover, así que otra vez para casa... Durante unas semanas, todas las tardes, me la llevaba, para que su madre viera que estaba bien ♥ y durante mucho tiempo pensé que era muda, pero no... Le di biberón y fue mi bebé, hasta que la odiolescencia llegó y se convirtió en un bichito salvaje y consentido... Haga lo que haga, siempre seguirá siendo mi pequeña bebé ♥
Don't buy, ADOPT ♥
No compres, ADOPTA ♥
July 2019
22 Bishopsgate, the tallest building in The City of London, also featuring The Cheese Grater and The Scalpel.
22.06.18 - 09:30 h, Startbereit, zwei Motorräder und ein Fahrrad.
Die Sonne scheint und es wird warm Heute.
Gute Fahrt ! Wo immer euch der Weg auch hinführt !
Still not back on track! Oh well! I don't think anyone really cares anyway! I'll get there..maybe!
Brief trip out the other day to watch the Reds practice - Had cold hand issues again!
37218 & 37401 'touring' the North West with part of the itinerary of the 1Q83 Blackpool North to Derby RTC test train 22/05/20
DFN-22 National Day Feast at Torrejón (LETO) Airbase with some of the flypast participants. In this case a special decorated EF-18A(M) Hornet, cn 638/A530, reg C.15-34, Sq marks 12-50.
I was away from home today. I should have brought my camera.
Sully saved the day, always willing to pose for me ;)
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When you've got it, flaunt it! Even trash produces revenue, as seen here on NS train 221 at
Cedarville, Virginia, January 11, 2022.
22 years on this land, I feel like an old soul with a young wild spirit walking this earth.
Another year with places and people to discover…
Hey no wrinkles yet !! I’m happy. (yes i drew on the 22, itl be hell to get off. All in the name of art ;) )
p.s. Its Nailbender's Birthday as well. Happy birthday my friend.
Las amigas de mi hija son mis amigas: La preciosa Ana y algunas de sus amigas adolescentes disfrutando de la piscina
“The Gargoyle?” She asks, sounding unimpressed.
“Yes, he was the one who killed your mother.” She looks back at the warehouse.
“So why are we here?”
“I asked around, and they said he’s been staying here for awhile, waiting for his buddies to spring him out.” She looks back at him.
“What do we do now?” She asks, he chuckles before responding.
“It’s your call Mrs. Lane, what do you think we should do?” She looks back at the warehouse before thinking to herself that she likely was gonna make a stupid decision. But then again, for the last few days, she’s already been making some stupid decisions. In the end, she has no choice, if she’s gonna solve her mother’s death, she needs to confront him.
“Let’s go.” She mutters out before they sneak into the warehouse, they hide behind shelves with boxes. They stop at a man who looks to be basically armoured to the teeth. As the man with no face looks around the warehouse, he notices a foot sticking out of a wall of boxes, he peers to see a corpse, a very familiar corpse.
“Shit!” He thinks internally before rushing back to Lois, yelling.
“Lois, he knows we’re-!”
“Standing right behind me?” The Gargoyle turns around.
“Of course I knew, I may be deaf, but I’m not a moron.” The man with no face gets in front of Lois, almost like he’s trying to be a human shield.
“So Johnny boy ran to you, huh?” The Gargoyle lets out a chuckle.
“Yes, as much as I appreciated him confessing to me, I can’t let a rat loose.” He looks to Lois before letting out a sadistic smile.
“And you must be Lois Lane, look at how much you’ve grown. Honestly, when I thought I was going to get my comuppance, I thought it would’ve been from the sister of a politician, or the wife of a crime boss, not from the daughter of an idiotic journalist.” She gives him a look, a look of pure hatred.
“Shut up.” She lets out.
“You have a lot to pay for.” The man with no face says staring at the Gargoyle. The Gargoyle lets out a laugh before remarking.
“That’s implying you both even survive.” He rushes at the both of them, with the man with no face pushing Lois away, while pulling out his snub nose and letting out a few rounds at the Gargoyle. But it barely fazes him as he pushes him against the shelf and throws him at another shelf, causing it to collapse on top of him. As the Gargoyle walks towards him, Lois pepper sprays him in the mouth before kneeing him in the gut. As she does that, he grabs her by the foreleg, and throws her several feet. He approaches the man with no face and picks him up by the neck.
“Any last words?” The Gargoyle asks, the man with no face wheezes before asking.
“Cliche much?” The gargoyle grimaces, but as he’s about to snap his neck,
“Enough’s enough.” He turns around to see Lois with the snub nose pointed in his direction. He responds by giving an amused, yet terrifying grin.
“Run you idiot.” The man with no face says, trying to get her to run away. But she stands her ground. Her hands are shaking while holding the snub nose, not just from the fear, but also from the pain in her head, she can barely stay conscious. Her vision starts getting blurrier, her legs get weaker, until she finally starts collapsing. However, before she can land on the ground, she feels a hand on her back to catch her. She looks up to see her husband. She tries to utter his name, before falling unconscious.
“It’s good to see you too.” He whispers to her before lying her down on the ground, he glared at the two men.
“Well shit.” The man with no face remarks. While the gargoyle stands there, trying to find an opening to escape, but he couldn’t find any, so he decided to let go of the man and rush at Superman. But before his hand could even land near him, he grabs his hand and starts bending it to wrist, and then he stops, he stands there, within half a second he could break off his hand at the wrist. But he gives him a light push, which causes him to fly against a wall, rendering him unconscious. He turns to the man with no face, before saying.
“We’ve got a lot to talk about.” The man with no face stands there, before replying.
“So we do…”
11+22 - Ilyushin IL-62M - Luftwaffe
(in ex Interflug-colours)
at Koeln-Bonn Airport (CGN)
c/n 444827 - built in 1984 for the NVA (Air Force of the GDR) and operated in Interflug-colours as DDR-SEP on VIP-flights -
taken over by the LUFTWAFFE 10/1990 and operated until 08/1993 -
sold to Uzbekistan Airways -
last known operator was United Alim Airlines of Egypt -
retired - stored or scrapped
scanned from Kodachrome-slide
22.advent day - A couple under the mistletoe 💕💋❄️
Advent calendar 2021 with dolls by Mary Korcek 🎄🎅👼
This year theme of advent calendar is stars!🌟⭐🌠
⭐ mini mistletoe: made by my mom @silvia.korcek
⭐ winter wonderland scene: made by me
Adriano (Stranger 22, Round 3)
“Just a break?” I asked. Adriano sat on a window frame in the street, rested and smoked. “No, I'm always off,” he said, “I don't even know what day it is. Oh yes, I only know Wednesday, then it's minced meat day at my mother's”. Adriano lives with his mother after his father passed away a few years ago. Then she's not alone. “Adriano?, a name that doesn't come up often” I said. "That's right, it's Portuguese, my father is from Portugal". He regularly goes to Portugal, there he has an address where he can live. He occasionally works in Rotterdam, window cleaning is his profession. He has his addresses where he can go. I can put the photo on the internet, but after I first bring a printed version. This is the 22nd photo from my 3rd round of the 100strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the group 100 Strangers | Flickr: www.flickr.com/groups/100strangers/
100 sqn Hawk T.1 XX303/CR breaks into the RAF Marham circuit this morning as "Pirate 22". He departed later with one of the based Tornados.
It is the time when I should already go home soon. I was not able to wait for here to become uninhabited after all.
BTW, the Star Festival of Tokyo of this year was a heavy rain. On July 7, 2012 on Shinjuku southern terrace.
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もうそろそろ帰らなくちゃいけない時間です。結局僕はここに誰もいなくなるまで待てませんでした。
ところで、今年の東京の七夕は大雨でした。2012年7月7日、新宿サザンテラスにて。
Optical effects were visible from Oxfordshire on and off from around 1:30pm onwards
Taken with a Canon 1100D with 18-55mm lens + Xit wide angle lens attachment
This is the first time I've ever seen a full parhelic circle! The photo does no justice to just how huge these things are. It extended backwards way beyond the zenith forming a huge circle which crosses the 22 degree halo at the point where sundogs were usually form. The fish-eye wide angle attachment has squashed the top of the halo so it makes it look like the 2 circles are similar sizes, but the parhelic circle was way larger