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he jumped to the door when I went outside to take photos, he wanted to eat some grass, so I figured I'd take the opportunity to shoot some golden hour portraits of us :) I'm so glad I have him back now.
ps. my hair looks dreaded because it's still wet from my shower!
5/30 April Photo a Day and hadn't really been out until I left to play football this evening - I went via Farthing Downs behind where I live, a tranquil area of outstanding beauty. Not an urban shot today, very different - and thanks to the April Photo Challenge I have captured it how it is.
Waiting for the car tyres to be sorted out, I managed to sneak in one of my old faves... a moving train shot. Hand held as propping the camera on the bridge didn't work with the vibrations of the traffic on it,
We're living through the last years of interesting topics regarding classic traction in freight traffic on Hungarian rails. Most recently, the Békéscsaba hub of Rail Cargo Hungaria (RCH) got a BR285, which has already started working on the nearby servicing trains starting the 22nd of July.
Yet – very rarely – you can bump into crazy things, mostly thanks to the general bad shape of vehicle maintenance and planning at MÁV-Start. On a slow May afternoon a friend of a friend, working as a dispatcher was scrolling through the planned trains for Line 50 in the system when he noticed that the freight service from Baja-Dunapart was not showing a Class M62, nor the grey diesel TRAXX in the traction box, but a Class M44 shunter.
Could be a typo... But what if... Well, after phoning around half the loc inspectors and RCH dispatchers of Transdanubia, the info was pieced together, that if one of the Sergeis won't be passed back up by early morning to Dombóvár from Pécs, then yes, the little shunter will have to do instead. Not as it stood in the system; sending the M44 out as far as Baja, to return with an – even if empty –, longer train on the hilly Line 50 would be risky.
So RCH tasked its shiny and boring diesel with that job, and sent the Bobó to take care of the other task of the day; bringing nine empty wagons to Komló next to the three already there, and returning with as many as they could load by afternoon. Armed with this knowledge, we set alarms for around three o'clock and checked to see on the mapper if any of the M62s moved.
By 5:30 we were already through the shittiest gas station coffee I've had in a while, and soon enough we were each waiting eagerly near Mecsekjánosi after choosing our locations for the first pics. The rest is history! More pictures from this day here and here.
I know too little about mushrooms, maybe you can help. Again Lydith 3.5/30 @ f3.5. A Armillaria solidipes?
mid 80’s
i had set out thinking some sort of agrarianized days at sea – and for a time the streets ran charged and holy – a perpetual déjà vu - a magical synchronistic awakening. But eventually that changed – i reached a kind of end to it - not all of a sudden - over time – frame by frame – roll by roll until my images ceased to speak to me and i wandered out of habit in a somnambulistic stupor. At the dark room i shared no one seemed to notice. i’d tack up my newest prints to unanimous approval - but i could see it. The initial connection was gone replaced by more nuanced imagery which in time became increasingly derivative - repetitive - a kind of imitation of what i admired in the work of others - a parody of my own work which had once resonated with a kind of innocence and wonder.
It’s hard when you’ve cared so much about something – been so certain - and then discover that what you cared so much about has somehow gone empty. What to do? Settle for parody, applause and a pay check? Drop it all together? is there the possibility of an authentic opening to live through to? how well do we know our selves? How truthful are we willing to be with others? What are we most attached to? What a we willing to sacrifice? What are our conditions? What do we value the most?
From where i’m writing it’s a beautiful night and i’m looking forward to the music . . .
Thirty Strangers - One Question: What makes you happy?
It's blurry ahhh! Serves me right for shooting at f/1.4... I was tempted not to post this one, but I think her wonderful smile makes up for my mistakes. And cupcakes are totally happiness-worthy.
When you've done everything you can do, that's when God will step in and do what you can't do. 2 Corinthians 12:10
I have started a new project where I intend to take a photo of the same object every day for 30 days...and I have chosen to take photos of a teacup. This is day 5, please see my earlier images.
Chopping vegetables for Chicken Aubergine.
From left to right - mushrooms, red bell pepper, leeks, courgette, salad onion - my five a day, making seven with the slices of aubergine and the tin of tomatoes! lol
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بعيدآ عن ذآك الحنين وتلك الأطياف المصآبة بدآء العشق
بعيدآ عن تعآبير الإشتهآء للدفء
بعيدآ عن حبيبآت الثلج المآسيه
بعيداعن المخاطبات و الإرتجآل
مآزلت أؤمن بأن الحلم لن يذوب بين شفآه اليأس
وأن الحب لن ينفى لجزيرة نآئيه بلآ أجنحة تحمله لأكبدة رطبة تنبض
مآزلت أؤمن بأن الرحيل قيود لم تحظى معآصمنا من إلتبآسهآ
مازلت على امل :)