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Stanier class 5 No 45337 back in October 2013. Prepares to leave the North Norfolk Railway, Sheringham, bound for the Nene Valley Railway.
I believe it is now undergoing refurbishment at the Llangollen Railway Co.
Another from the archives, and a re-upload.
Canada Goose with 5 goslings. We now have 15 Goslings in the park and still a few more on eggs so as long as the Gulls leave them alone it could be a good year for them. If half survive it will be a success especially as some goslings seem to drift away from the group. Yesterday one was left out on its own and tried to join another family until the male realised there were 6 not 5 and scared it away. It did find its parents eventually.
232 347-5 früh am Morgen bei Bernburg-Waldau
232 347-5 early after Sun rising at Bernburg-Waldau
17.03.2016
Todays Solar Disk 5/31/14
Caught some pretty cool prominence today. 6 panel mosaic-Coronado PST & QHY5L-II
obviously was time to do Tom...a fellow artist who posts artwork in the JKPP and in other sites on flickr....i am a fan of his portraits for the colors and linework that he does...
here's a little watercolor ATC portrait of him that i've attempted.
tube watercolor over pencil drawing.
Manarola (Manaèa in ligure), antico borgo della Riviera ligure di levante, è una frazione del comune di Riomaggiore, in provincia della Spezia, e costituisce una delle cosiddette Cinque Terre. È stato recensito come uno dei borghi più belli d'Italia
232 347-5 mit dem Dessau - Profen Kohle Leerzug, in Dessau
232 347-5 with an Dessau to Profen empty coal train, Dessau
My new #5 Blonde Ponytail Barbie. I found this girl a few days ago! Got a great deal too, which is always a plus! She came with her box which is in great shape. Original top knot... I had to replace the bottom band as it had basically disintegrated. Her paint is all original, just look at those HUGE Lucy red lips! I am so happy with her. I have a few other #5's but none nearly as nice as this one. I love these girls best in their original B&W swimsuit. It is just such an iconic look.
[ARGUS Warehouse, New York - 5:12 PM.]
“You Win.”
I need a plan, quick. These thoughts keep racing through my head as I raise my hands. The man still had his gun pointed at Eddie’s head, his finger on the trigger. I examine the room. Two men along with the man who has my son, both have their guns pointed at me. The guns have obviously been obtained illegally, and they are certainly modified.
“What do you want…?” I ask sternly.
“Names Mad Dog. Waller didn’t tell you, did she?” He says. I turn my head in confusion.
“What’re you talking about?”
“There’s a reason she’s doin’ this. She wants you workin’ for her. Like old times, when you were with Task Forc-” I quickly cut him off.
“Hell no! I’m not going through that again, ever.” I say.
“Well then, guess I’ll have to kill your son, then.” He says. Right before he pulls the trigger, I shoot his hand with my wrist gun. He drops the gun and grabs his hand in pain.
“You motherfu-” I shoot his shoulder, but his armor protects him. Eddie quickly runs over to me.
“Eddie! get behind me, quick!” He runs behind me, weeping. I rapidly shoot with my wrist gun, shooting down a few of the guards.
I run behind a wall, trying to get Eddie to safety. I click a button on my helmet- untightening it from my head- take it off, and set it on the ground.
“Eddie, I need you to do something for me, alright?” I say, trying to catch my breath.
Eddie nods, shaking and weeping in fear.
“Okay, I need you to be brave for daddy. I need you to take this gun,” I say, handing him a pistol, loaded with a clip with 10 bullets. “If anyone, I mean anyone, tries hurting you, you shoot them. Okay?” He nods, wiping his tears, trying his absolute hardest to be brave.
I smile, wiping his tears away. I hug him tightly.
“Go, Eddie! Go!” I say, as Eddie runs as far away from the warehouse as he can.
I quickly place my helmet on my head, and click the button, tightening it. I ready my wrist guns and quickly start shooting the guards. I dodge the bullets that are being shot at me. I take down all the guard. Now, just gotta deal with this ass, Mad Dog or whatever the hell he calls himself.
“Just you and me now, Jackass.” I state, catching my breath.
“Y’know you could’ve avoided this If you would’ve just agreed to work for Waller.” He says. “No matter. You’ll be dead soon anyways.” He says. He starts to shoot at me with his gun. I quickly dodge the bullets, running as he shoots at me. One hits my shoulder, then my helmet. My helmet gets knocked off my head. He shoots my leg, knocking me down to the ground. I cuss to myself as i lay on the ground. He walks over to me, chuckling proudly. He slowly takes his head off, revealing his face. Showing my brother, Eddie Lawton. My eyes widen as he drops his helmet to the ground.
“E-Eddie?” I say, shook. I’m looking at my dead brother, who I killed.
“Yeah. It’s me, Floyd. Not really, though. ARGUS cloned my body. Now I’m here, ready to kill you. Just like you did to me.” He pulls the hammer back. His finger was on the trigger. He was ready to kill me just like i did all those years ago.
“Eddie please! I-I was trying to kill George! He ruined our lives. I was trying to fix things!” I say, almost letting a tear out.
“Yeah well, you didn’t. You ruined my life, Floyd! You split the family apart!” He says, letting a tear out.
With my little bit of energy, I kick Eddie down. I get up and load my wrist gun.
“I-I’m sorry, Eddie. I wish thing could’ve been better.” I close my eyes remembering everything that has happened to me. From killing Eddie to learning my little girl, Zoey has cancer. I open my eyes, bracing myself.
“P-please, Floyd! Don’t do this! I I don’t wanna die again!” He screams, weeping heavily.
I let down a tear, then shoot with my wrist gun. I look down, looking at the bullet dent In the ground. Eddie looked down, realizing he wasn’t dead. I kick him in the face, knocking him out. I quickly tie him on a poll with a rope I found laying around, grab my helmet and put it on. I head towards the door, thinking whether or not I should’ve killed him. He wasn’t even the real Eddie. Was what I did a mistake, or am I on the path to redemption?
I get on my motorcycle and drive away.
A few days later, I got on a plane back to Hub City. My son- Eddie- was safe back with his mom. My brother- Eddie- was in custody in prison. I didn’t have to worry about George anymore, he was also in prison. Waller, of course, figured out a way not to be arrested and to keep doing what she does. I kept being what I was, an assassin for hire. I had planned to move out of Hub City, as Waller and George know where I am, so I have to relocate.
[Hub City Cemetery, Hub City - 8:00 AM]
I was standing in front of my brother’s grave. My hands in my pockets, thinking about what has happened the past day. I saw my brother back from the grave, but it wasn’t my brother, it was a clone. My son almost died, and It was all George’s fault. I can’t believe it, how he could be so heartless, attempting to kill his grandson. I used to feel bad that I tried killing him, but now I wish I would’ve succeeded. Eddie would still be here, I wouldn’t be what I am now. So much would be different, but would it be better? Would my life be any different? I’ve faced so many foes, so many challenges, I’ve faced the Batman himself, but to see my brother once more? That was the greatest challenge I could ever face. It broke me, just like it did when I killed him.
As all these thoughts go through my mind, someone walks behind me. I look behind me, to see a middle aged hispanic woman. I’ve had enough trouble this week, so I was hoping she wasn’t trouble.
“Now just who the hell are you?” I ask, my face looking stern.
“Carmen Leno. Your personal assistant?” She says.
“Oh yeah. What is it you want, Carmen? I’m not in the greatest mood right now.” I inquire.
“I was visiting my father, I saw you and thought I’d come by.” She responds.
I nod my head.
“My condolences.”
“Thanks. He died a couple years back.”
Everything went silent as I was looking down at Eddie’s grave.
“Are you okay?” She asks.
“I’m fine. Just.. thinking about things. How different everything could’ve been.”
“Alright. Well, I’m gonna get going. I hope you feel better, Floyd.” She says as she walks away. I thank her and glance at her while she walks away. I sigh and start to walk away from Eddie’s gravestone. I walk to my car, open the driver seat door, and step inside. I sit in there, thinking. As i sit there, my phone rings. I look down, and it shows no caller ID. I sigh and pick up the phone.
“Hello?”
“Hello, Mr. Lawton.” The man says. He sounded African American. “My name is Jeremiah Daniel. I need you to assassinate someone for me.”
I Smirk. Finally, something that peaked my interest.
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Great Pond / Eleuthera Island, The Bahamas
The day that our group visited Great Pond on Eleuthera Island, I saw my first dragonfly in The Bahamas so, of course, I had to spend a little time taking photos of it. Almost immediately a saddlebags came to mind and I was thinking Antillean Saddlebags at the time as that one, among several others, has narrowsaddles as opposed to broadsaddles as in Red Saddlebags . But, when I returned home and began researching images and Dennis Paulson's Field Guide to the Dragonflies and Damselflies of the East, the saddlebags that comes closest to this image is a female Vermilion Saddlebags. Yet, this image shows even narrower saddlebags than the photo that is shown in Dennis Paulson's field guide. I have posted this image to Western Odonata this morning hoping for some feedback and confirmation that this is a female Vermilion Saddlebags and if it is, it would, of course, be a lifer ode for me.
Dennis Paulson Dave, the purple I can see on top of the frons and the purplish tinges on the thorax indicate it is an Antillean Saddlebags, Tramea insularis. I hope this is a lifer too!
shot in RAW; edited in Photoshop Elements 9
18-55mm f/3.5-5.6
ISO 200
f/3.5
1/2000
suggestions always welcome!
This is my method for building a 5-Wide Jeep revisited. This time I'm going to share some pics on how it's constructed. I didn't have time for that when I built the yellow jeep and the black pick-up.
The tiny car is a fragile SNOT-puzzle, but a really fun build.
More 5-wides in this set.
This was one of those classic sunsets where you've convinced yourself nothing is going to happen and are about to head back home, when the sky suddenly explodes for 5 minutes, catching you offguard and scrambling for compositions.
Fortunately for me, I was down at the Sea Caves near Paphos, an area of chalk outcrops jutting into the sea, so finding interesting foreground was not a problem!
EOS 50D / Sigma 10-20mm / Hitech 0.6 Reverse Grad